Chapter 32: Drunken Chicken

Kaz was so frightened that he exclaimed in panic, "Scar, you can't blame me for this, it's Kalen, it's all that Kalen's fault..." Scar raised his foot and kicked him mercilessly, saying, "Get lost, you son of a bitch. Just make sure to remember, go home and pray!" After uttering these words, he stood up and left with his gang of henchmen. Since the guy mentioned that he would sense something tomorrow, Scar decided to wait until then. If nothing happened, that would be ideal, but if something did... Scar's eyes at this moment were exceptionally sinister. Upon returning home, it was nearly ten o'clock in the evening. Despite lying in bed for several hours, Scar couldn't fall asleep. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, his wife turned on the bedside lamp, and asked, "Honey, why aren't you sleeping?" Feeling agitated, Scar wanted to dismiss it with a casual reply, but the events of the night kept him from holding back. Lifting his clothes, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. "Honey?"Scar's wife stood up and said at a loss, "What's wrong, honey, are you okay?" Scar seemed not to hear, but his eyes were fixed on his lower abdomen, where he saw the bloodline... It had unexpectedly grown by more than three centimeters! What the heck! He distinctly remembered it being only two centimeters before. Now, it was longer than the scar on his face. This... How could this happen? Scar's wife, witnessing the scene, was dumbfounded, asking, "This... what is this?" Without uttering a word, Scar got up, hurried to the table, and grabbed a pen to draw a horizontal line at the top of the bloodline. Unwilling to give up, he wanted to observe again, to check if it would indeed continue growing. On the other side. Fabricio had only slept for about four hours before rising from his bed. Glancing at the dark window, he grabbed a large bag of medicinal ingredients and the specially prepared five-spice concoction from the night before. Stealthily entering the kitchen. It's three o'clock in the morning. he took out the two marinated whole chickens from the safe, carefully cleaning them, he proceeded to stuff their bellies with medicinal herbs. Codonopsis pilosula, yam, wolfberry, cordyceps... After stuffing them to the brim, he found a casserole, added water, and tossed the chickens in to simmer over low heat. The two casseroles were cooking at the same time, and everything was arranged. Fabricio set a time on his phone, then found a chair, sat in the kitchen and began to sleep with his eyes closed. This process was set to last three hours. Fabricio, seated in the kitchen, alternated between light naps and checking on the pots to prevent the water from evaporating. At six in the morning, he lifted the lid, carefully sprinkled the five-spice concoction. Not much, which was the amount of salt you would normally add when stewing soup. Then you changed the heat to high and let the soup boil. The next moment, a peculiar aroma wafted from the pot. Despite carrying a hint of traditional Chinese medicine, it wasn't overpowering. Instead, it was rich and enticing, like spicy crayfish. Although the taste was very different, inhaling it would make anyone involuntarily salivate, enhancing one's appetite! "Grr..." Fabricio was hungry. He got up at three o'clock, and had been tending to the two pots of soup for three hours, and the aroma had him drooling. About to scoop out some soup with a spoon, a sudden voice interrupted him. "It smells so good, Fabricio. What are you doing? Why does it smell so delicious?" Turning around, he was about to respond to Eichen's question when he saw the scene in front of him clearly, his eyes bulged and he almost spit out nosebleeds. He saw Eichen wearing a thin pink pajama set. Although it wasn't much sexual, and it was completely suitable for her age, giving off a cartoonish vibe, but... It was thin! Moreover, Eichen had a curvaceous figure, definitely not something that could be grabbed by one hand, making her figure even more enticing. How could Fabricio, with minimal romantic experience, withstand it? He quickly averted his gaze and asked awkwardly, "Why did you come out?" "Isn't it your fault?" As she spoke, Eichen entered the kitchen and stood behind him, saying, "Fabricio, what are you stewing? It smells amazing, I'm practically salivating." The strange aroma wafted around, and it wasn't clear if it originated from the pot or Eichen behind him. Fabricio, still focused on the casserole, explained, "This is Drunken Chicken. If you want some, hurry back and change your clothes." Eichen, upon hearing this, instinctively lowered her head. Realizing something was amiss, her pretty face turned slightly red, and she hastily turned around and ran off. Fortunately, she made a timely escape, as Connor and his wife were also drawn by the fragrance. Fabricio had filled a bowl for each of them, including Eichen's, which he had brought out in advance. After they tasted it, Vodden exclaimed, "Fabricio, what did you use to stew this chicken soup? It's incredibly delicious!" "Yeah."Connor added vaguely, "Regular chicken soup is tasty, but yours has several layers of flavor. Even the chicken is delectable, like jelly, melting with each sip. My goodness, how long did you stew this?" Fabricio chuckled, "A little over three hours." "No wonder it's so amazing." Connor remarked, nearly choking on his tongue from the deliciousness. He had never encountered such tasty chicken soup in his life. The fragrance... was truly overpowering. "Huh? What is this?" Fabricio glanced at what Connor was scooping out. Seeing that he seemed to mistake it for star anise or other spices, about to place it on the table, he hastily shouted, "That's Codonopsis, it's edible." "What? Codonopsis?" Connor was taken aback, took a tentative bite, chewed, and swallowed. While eating, he still complained a bit, "It's just stewed chicken, why did you add Codonopsis? Isn't that wasteful?" Fabricio smiled and shook his head, "This isn't a waste at all. On the contrary, consuming it is very beneficial for the body." "In addition, it not only contains Codonopsis but also cordyceps, yam, and many other medicinal herbs. In short, everything is edible, so be sure not to waste it." The reason he bought two was to include the Lee family in the plan. Furthermore, the chicken he bought was quite large, weighing almost two kilograms. It was only meant for three people, so it should have been sufficient for breakfast. However, he still underestimated the charm of Drunken Chicken. After eating, all three of them looked unsatisfied. "Fabricio, I haven't had enough!" Fabricio had a headache. He quietly divided the other one into two portions, put them into two thermos buckets, and smiled awkwardly, saying, "Well... I'll make more tomorrow. Okay, I have to go to the hospital now. That's it, I'm leaving!" After saying that, he called a Uber, picked up the buckets, and turned around to leave. "I wonder if my little sister and the others will like it?" "Well, they will definitely like it. After all... this is the inheritance from the god of the kitchen!"