After scalding it once with boiling water.
Without Xu Lin needing to call, Rong Xiyi had already come over.
"Xu Lin, I'll pluck the feathers with you!"
"Not afraid of getting dirty?"
"Not afraid!"
The work procedure was the same as yesterday, just that this time there was an extra duck.
Then it was Xu Cheng's job to steam the chickens and ducks.
It was a little after three o'clock.
Today was still sunny, with not a cloud in the sky.
Xu Lin and the others worshipped the gods at the stove and then prepared to head to the commune to pay respects to the gods, a place where the entire village gathered for festivals.
They placed a chicken, pork, and other offerings in two baskets.
Xu Cheng picked up the carrying pole intending to carry it out.
Seeing this, Xu Lin said, "Let me do it."
Xu Cheng laughed, "Your dad isn't old yet!"
"Then I'll carry it on the way back."
"Alright."
