Lin Feng would handle the rest. He was going to make a home for the chickens and ducks.
Zhang Yuxi parked the car and walked straight into the living room. By then, the house was filled with a savory aroma.
Because the chickens were free-range and always running around the mountain, they didn't have much meat on them. But when used to make soup, the taste was simply unparalleled. Lin Feng liked to simmer it slowly on low heat, extracting the flavor bit by bit. The aroma was so enticing it made you hungry right away.
"Honey, I'm back."
"Mm, Liu Bo is in the yard. Go see what he's up to and if he needs any help. Dinner will be ready soon."
"Alright."
