Closer to Revealing My True Self
Chapter 177 - 147 Scent_1

Chapter 177: Chapter 147 Scent_1

Feng Yi had smelled the scent of chickens carried on the breeze while fishing earlier; there was indeed a large flock of them, indicating the proximity of a breeding farm.

When Mo Xiaoguang and his friends were packing up their fishing rods, Tang Kui also came over, inviting them to have dinner and try some rustic cuisine.

At the mention of rustic cuisine, Mo Xiaoguang and Bai Lu both became interested, having had enough of banquets and restaurants, it wouldn’t be bad to change up the taste.

"Hey, that’s just right, I’ll kill one of the fish I caught today, that biggest one!" Mo Xiaoguang pointed at one of the fish, "Caught and eaten on the same day, it always feels particularly satisfying!"

He had fun today, though he started off poorly, but overall it had been a fruitful day, he had shown off on his friend circle several times, and the photos he took were also face-saving. Especially in the last two hours of the afternoon, he was so busy he forgot about the whole "snake" business.

Feng Yi wasn’t interested in the fish, he asked Tang Kui, "Does your family raise chickens too?"

Tang Kui was surprised, "Yes, we have a chicken farm."

Because partners often visited, the chicken farm was too noisy, so it was some distance from here.

"Do you sell them?" Feng Yi asked.

"We do! But the quantity is not much."

In fact, they generally didn’t sell to the outside, Tang Kui’s main business was snake farming, and the chicken farm was just a side operation; some of the chickens were fed to the snakes, and some consumed by the family, all bred separately.

When he heard they had free-range chickens, Bai Lu became tempted too, "I’ll buy a few as well!"

The dinner was being prepared by Tang Kui’s people, so they did not wait around but drove to buy chickens instead.

The chicken farm was some distance from the fishpond, but the drive was quick.

Compared to the snake-breeding scale of Tang Kui’s parents, the chicken farm was indeed not very large.

Tang Kui did not take them into the breeding farm but to a yard next to the chicken farm, where there was a chicken coop; outside it, an old man was sitting on a wooden stool, sorting vegetables.

Tang Kui led them over, "Uncle Tang, I’ve brought my friends over to catch a few chickens."

The old man looked up at the three of them, his smile polite, neither warm nor cold, "Alright, but they have to pick their own chickens, Tang Kui, you better not help them!"

Uncle Tang was in charge of the chicken coop and the farm, and he had his own rules for this area, but it wasn’t a big deal—guests picking their own chickens was fine, and they would assist with the rest.

"Alright then." Tang Kui turned to Feng Yi and the others, "You guys pick, and once you’re done, I’ll help catch them."

On the way, Feng Yi and the others had already agreed to buy two chickens each,

Tang Kui actually wanted to give them away, as it wasn’t much, just six chickens, and even at their most expensive, they wouldn’t cost much.

However, Feng Yi and the others insisted on purchasing, and when transferring the money for the fishing, they included the price of two chickens at the market rate in their payment.

Mo Xiaoguang was initially not interested in buying chickens, but seeing Feng Yi and Bai Lu going to buy, he decided to join in.

Choosing chickens was something he would usually not even think of paying attention to.

Mo Xiaoguang turned to Bai Lu, "Doesn’t your family do catering? You help me pick then, how do you choose them? Which ones taste better?"

"Well..." Bai Lu licked his lips, "You only know after eating them."

Even though his family was in the catering business, he wasn’t responsible for selecting the ingredients, he was only responsible for eating.

Seeing the situation, Tang Kui said directly: "Just choose any, all my chickens are fed with grains, bugs, vegetable leaves, and the like, and they get lots of exercise, any pick is good!"

"Well, let’s just pick at random then, but why is there such a big difference in the sizes of these chickens?"

Mo Xiaoguang picked two that looked fattest; he always liked to pick the big ones no matter what.

Tang Kui explained to him, "These are free-range broilers, different from the local breeds, they’re larger and have more meat."

"Then I’ll take these two meaty ones!" Mo Xiaoguang didn’t care about the rest.

Bai Lu chose a castrated chicken and a hen without much picking.

Tang Kui helped the two catch them, and then went to check on Feng Yi.

Feng Yi raised his hand, "That hen, and, that rooster over there."

The Uncle Tang, who had originally been sitting on the side cleaning vegetables, suddenly changed his expression. When Tang Kui went to catch the rooster, he stopped him, "That one is not good, pick another one."

Tang Kui had been paying attention to his uncle’s side. Seeing this, he laughed and said, "Can’t bear to part with it? Have you grown attached to this one?"

The rooster that Feng Yi picked wasn’t the biggest in this chicken coop, just a bit more fierce, but there were more than one chicken running around picking fights. Overall, it didn’t stand out in the chicken coop.

Uncle Tang’s face was full of conflict, "It’s not about attachment, it’s just that this chicken ate a centipede today, a big one, several chickens shared it, but this one had a strong reaction, much fiercer than usual. I was planning to observe it for a couple more days."

Tang Kui was surprised and then looked at the chicken he was holding, "No wonder."

He thought the rooster that Feng Yi picked seemed particularly fierce today!

Eating a centipede is like eating softshell turtle for people – it’s quite nourishing!

Moreover, what Uncle Tang mentioned was a big centipede; it must have been poisonous. Eating a nourishing food with poison, and with the rooster showing abnormal reactions, indeed, it wasn’t good to let customers take it home.

In theory, it should be fine.

Some even believed that this was more nourishing.

However, people have different constitutions and the improper consumption of tonic foods can also become poison.

In addition, after periods of abnormal weather, centipedes seemed to have become more poisonous. The centipede going directly into the chicken’s stomach, not entering the bloodstream, but in the process of digestion, it might produce some hormones. Whether these have positive or negative effects on people is hard to say.

And if the poison enters the chicken’s blood circulation, and if the chicken can withstand the toxicity, can people?

To be safe, better to leave it in the coop and observe for a few more days.

Uncle Tang grumbled, "He really knows how to pick."

There were only a few chickens that had shared the centipede, countable on one hand, and not at all conspicuous in the chicken coop. Moreover, not every chicken that ate the centipede had an abnormal reaction; it was only the one Feng Yi picked that had a big reaction!

Tang Kui pointed at Feng Yi and said to his uncle, "Let me introduce you, this is, an expert in catching snakes. Now it seems, he’s also quite skilled at picking chickens!"

"Hey, Brother Yi, why don’t you pick another one? This chicken’s reaction is a bit abnormal," Tang Kui hurriedly said.

"No need to change, I want this one," Feng Yi said.

"...Are you sure? It might be poisonous," Tang Kui asked.

"Hmm."

"Well... Okay then."

At this time, Mo Xiaoguang sauntered over, "Brother Yi, how come you’re so good at picking? Picked the one that just swallowed a centipede! Since we are all such good friends, can you tell me how to distinguish?"

"Picked at random," Feng Yi said.

He obviously couldn’t say he picked based on the smell; that rooster that swallowed the centipede smelled particularly "delicious"!

Of course, that delicious smell might not be a good thing for others.

The other chicken he deliberately chose had not eaten a centipede, to make a comparison.

It wasn’t that Feng Yi initially could smell out that they had eaten centipedes; he just distinguished that these chickens’ smells were different, and those that had eaten centipedes had a different kind of "fragrance."

Having picked the chickens, Tang Kui found someone to help them slaughter, clean, and neatly pack them.

However, the two chickens that Feng Yi picked were not slaughtered by Tang Kui, but carried back alive instead.

He wanted to test for poison.

Those fangs hadn’t been used for a long time; he didn’t know if the toxicity had decreased or if the toxins had changed?