Pokémon Farm

Chapter 68 Beggar's Chicken and the Free-Range Elf

After Xuan Mingtian's explanation, Potian couldn't wait to spread its wings and start training. Although it was positioned as a warrior, no one could refuse a silent warrior.

A moment later, Xiao Gang and Yang Bin were stunned again, because they saw that Po Tian's training had really succeeded.

On the ground, it flies by using the explosive force of its legs and wings, and by bending its body to make it easier to break through wind resistance, so that when it flies by quickly, it stirs up much less wind than before.

Xuan Mingtian saw everything, but he knew that Potian's speed was already sufficient. After all, its role was that of a warrior swordsman, and speed training should be left to the evolved Little One.

At this moment, Xuan Mingtian said to Potian, "Potian, stop. This speed training only needs to be done once a day. After all, your goal is to become the Blade Master. Right now, you should mainly practice the speed of your sword strikes."

Because of the existence of weighted wristbands, physical strength and physique do not require too much serious training, but the downside is that weighted wristbands are too expensive, and most families simply cannot afford them.

"Xiao Tian, ​​how about we have hot pot?" Xiao Gang said from the side.

Upon hearing the word "hot pot," many elves' eyes lit up, showing that they also have a special fondness for it.

Xuan Mingtian said, "Let's not have hot pot today. Let's try something new: beggar's chicken."

Because he wanted to bring all the delicacies from his previous life here, after all, as a native of Guangdong, he had to carry forward the essence of a foodie.

At this moment, Yang Bin asked in confusion, "What kind of chicken is beggar's chicken? I've never heard of this breed of chicken before."

Xuan Mingtian explained to everyone: "The method is to first brush the prepared chicken with the sauce and marinate it for about 2 hours, then wrap it layer by layer with pork caul fat, lotus leaves, tin foil and yellow clay, and finally put it into a pile of firewood or microwave oven to simmer or roast for 1 to 2 hours. This way, a delicious beggar's chicken is ready."

"Brother Tian, ​​stop talking and let's get to work. There are chickens in the college canteen, let's go get a few."

As Yang Bin spoke, he kept swallowing his saliva, while Xiao Gang and Dehua were also eager to get started. As long as Xuan Mingtian gave the order, they would definitely drop what they were doing and go to the canteen to catch chickens.

Without further ado, Xiao Gang, Yang Bin, and the elves, led by Xuan Mingtian, arrived at the canteen kitchen.

"Kids, this is the cafeteria kitchen. You can't just come in here. Don't you have classes?" Chef A stopped the three of them and said.

Chef A was also very curious. It was during class time, so why did these three people come over, and even brought an elf with them?

"Hello uncle, the three of us don't have class today, so we wanted to come and buy some chickens to cook something delicious," Xuan Mingtian said, appearing innocent and naive.

Chef A said, "Okay, how many chickens do you want?"

Chef A wasn't stupid. He knew that everyone in the school was in class except for these three. They must be the infamous truant trio, and the three who lived in a detached villa. After all, all the teachers in the school knew about it, and he couldn't resist their reasonable requests.

"Uncle, we want 15, the kind that have been slaughtered and cleaned." Xuan Mingtian said after thinking for a moment.

After all, he had to consider the number of people and elves; it would be awkward if there weren't enough to eat.

In a short while, Xuan Mingtian led everyone back to the small courtyard with the chicken in his hand. At this moment, the principal of the academy was observing the three of them and the elf in his office, watching them form a unique scene.

He muttered to himself, "Wow, that's amazing. He actually took a day off to play PUBG. I wasn't this brave when I was in school. He's really surpassed his teacher."

Time flies like an arrow; the school bell rang, and the residents of the small courtyard were about to welcome the beggar's chicken.

Yang Bin, who had just picked up Chen Qianqian, hurriedly said, "Brother Tian, ​​is the beggar's chicken ready yet? I can't wait any longer."

"It's all ready, just waiting for you to come back."

Xuan Mingtian couldn't help but find it funny to see Yang Bin rushing around like that; he must be really craving it.

However, what happened next completely stunned Chen Qianqian. She said, "Brother Tian, ​​are we going to eat dirt? What is this?"

However, Xuan Mingtian did not answer her. Instead, he took the beggar's chicken out of the ashes and smashed it down with a hammer. The sound of the earth breaking stimulated the hearts of everyone and the elves.

A rich aroma wafted over, and the little cutie couldn't help but sway with the fragrance. Yang Bin even drooled, making Chen Qianqian, who was trying to control herself, roll her eyes.

Xiao Gang couldn't hold back any longer. Ignoring the scalding hot beggar's chicken, he tore off a piece of meat and put it in his mouth to taste.

With wide, round eyes, Xiao Gang exclaimed, "It's so delicious! The chicken is tender and not dry at all, and the aroma lingers on your lips and teeth after you finish eating. The natural flavor of the Miracle Seed blends perfectly with the chicken. It's just perfect!"

When the other people and elves heard Xiao Gang's exclamation, they could no longer bear it, and a commotion ensued.

The free-roaming elves of the academy all flocked to the backyard, drawn by the scent.

Xiao Gang held the chicken tightly and said to Xuan Mingtian, "Xiao Tian, ​​what should we do? All the free-range elves from the academy have come over. It seems like 15 of them aren't enough to go around."

Left with no other choice, Xuan Mingtian could only give away 5 beggar's chickens and have Potian cut them into small pieces, then mix them with elf food and give them to the chickens. Although it wasn't much, it was enough to satisfy their curiosity.

A moment later, the commotion stopped, not because someone came to stop it, but because the beggar's chicken was gone, and even the bones were in the bellies of Charmander and Geodude.

In the end, having no other choice, the group could only fill their stomachs with dark gray rice cakes. Seeing this, the self-raised elves did not leave, but instead stayed and played near the small courtyard, clearly looking forward to the next beggar's chicken.

Meanwhile, in the distance, a series of urgent knocks came from outside the principal's office in the office building.

"Enter"

Upon hearing this, the person outside quickly opened the door and strode in.

The principal took a closer look and realized it was Xiaotian's homeroom teacher. He then said, "Teacher Chen, don't panic. Tell me slowly what happened."

"Principal, something terrible has happened! All the free-roaming elves in the academy have run off to the small courtyard!" the homeroom teacher hurriedly reported to the principal.

"So that's the problem. Don't panic. Xiaotian has a trump card. Have you forgotten that free-range Pokémon don't attack humans?" the principal reminded him calmly.

"Oh, right, I'm so sorry, I was in such a hurry that I forgot about it. But what's going on with all the elves gathering at the small courtyard?"

After being reminded by the principal, the homeroom teacher finally remembered the nature of the free-range elves. After all, they had been free-range for so many years and were very familiar with the students, so there was no possibility that they would attack the students. At the same time, he also told the principal about his doubts.

"What else could it be? There's either good food or fun activities. Judging from the current situation, there must be good food."

The principal, standing before the French windows, turned his gaze to the small courtyard and noticed that the free-roaming elves hadn't left but were playing around. He instantly understood that the elves were lingering because they smelled something delicious.

Knock knock knock. While the two were talking, there was another knock on the door, but it wasn't as urgent as when the homeroom teacher came.

"Enter"

The moment they opened the door, Chef A appeared before them.

"Little Zeng, is there something you need?" the principal asked gently.

"Principal, during class today, the three truants came to the kitchen and bought 15 chickens, so I'm here to report on it." Chef Zeng recounted Xuan Mingtian and his group's chicken-buying activity that day.

Upon hearing this, the principal's lips twitched as he looked at the homeroom teacher, but all he got was a nod from the teacher. After a moment's thought, he understood, since the nickname really suited Xiao Tian and his classmates.

The principal then replied, "That's alright, he can buy whatever he likes in the kitchen from now on."

The principal's simple words made Chef Zeng understand that he didn't need to report this situation again.

But the cunning Chef Zeng spoke up: "Then, Principal, can we sell him the gas cylinders too?"

With a "pfft," the homeroom teacher next to him burst out laughing, which was quite unkind, because he hadn't expected the cafeteria chef to make such a joke with the principal.

"Sell it. If Xiaotian wants to buy a gas cylinder, then sell it to him," the principal said after giving Chef Zeng a fierce look.

The principal's reply left the homeroom teacher dumbfounded. He couldn't understand why the principal would say that. Did the principal really intend to sell gas cylinders to Xiao Tian?

After the conversation, the homeroom teacher and Chef Zeng walked out of the principal's office together, but they did not expect the principal to say such a thing afterward.

At this moment, the principal, looking at the small villa from the French windows, muttered to himself, "Haha, all the free-range elves have run off to the small villa. That will definitely save a lot of money in the future. What a good student! Should we give Xiaotian an award?"

Our gaze returns to the small courtyard.

The four people, who had already eaten their fill of dark gray rice cakes, lay flat on the recliners and enjoyed the milk tea that Uncle Xiao had brought over.

At this moment, Xiao Gang looked at the free-roaming elves outside the backyard and said, "Xiao Tian, ​​with so many free-roaming elves coming to freeload, can you handle it?"

"Xiao Gang, don't worry. Although there are many Pokémon to raise, it's not a problem for me at all. Besides, the house will be more lively with more Pokémon," Xuan Mingtian said nonchalantly.

After all, compared to his wealth, these elves are really nothing, and they can also add vitality to the area around the small courtyard. Seeing so many elves playing every morning when he wakes up is quite a beautiful sight.

After hearing this, Xiao Gang remained silent. After all, Xiao Tian rarely changed his mind once he made a decision. At worst, he could just be busier taking care of these elves in the future. However, seeing the free-roaming elves playing and frolicking made him feel particularly happy.