Am I a crispy college student? The whole internet says that I'm hard to kill! Chapter 131: I Violated the Heavenly Laws? So I’m in Your Ha

Selling a house that costs fifty thousand per square ter to buy at?

That’s the head of the Magic City Zoo for you, no wonder the animals there are as fat as pigs.

With you as the head, they might die from overeating, but they certainly won’t starve.

Fang Hao parked the car in the dedicated parking area, then led the group from the parking lot to his ho.

Fang Hao lived in a three-story terraced villa that, although not a detached house, still featured its own front and rear gardens, boasting enormous space that left netizens green with envy.

"So this is what a fifty thousand per square ter house looks like? The greenery is just amazing."

"I never imagined that in a goldmine like Magic City there could still be such a haven, truly money changes everything."

"Damn, he even has a small pond in his garden, this is just like a mini Suzhou garden!"

One must say Fang Hao had great taste.

As soon as they opened the garden gate on the first floor, right in front of them, there was a rockery standing in the pond.

This is known as ’seeing a mountain from the gate’ in feng shui, which is a very good layout.

What intrigued Wu Bin even more was that in a corner of this front garden, various chickens, ducks, and geese were raised, and several carp were kept in a water tank by the pond.

Fang Hao said with a smile, "My mom likes staying here when she’s free, she enjoys raising these."

Wu Bin nodded.

"The old lady really knows her food, preferring it fresh."

Fang Hao led Wu Bin and the others into the living room, where Fang Ru, already inford of their arrival, walked out of the kitchen wearing an apron to greet them.

"Wu Bin, Bingbing, co sit down, make yourselves at ho, don’t be shy."

Fang Hao looked towards Fang Ru.

"Is everything ready for the side dishes?"

Fang Ru nodded.

"The water’s already boiling, and I’ve chopped the side dishes, just waiting for the at to go in the pot."

Fang Hao rolled up his sleeves confidently and said to Wu Bin and the group, "It’s been many years since I’ve cooked, but today you’re in for a treat, I’ll personally cook sothing delicious for you."

Fang Hao walked into the kitchen, picked up a kitchen knife, then went out to the garden and picked a rather plump hen from the chicken coop.

Han Jiaoyan was a pampered young lady since childhood, and hadn’t ever witnessed the scene of killing a chicken.

She was frightened and stayed in the living room watching TV, unable to bear looking.

However, Wu Bin and Xu Qian found it quite interesting, they voluntarily went outside, ready to see how Fang Hao would handle it.

"Fang Ru, grab its wings for , I’ll do the bleeding."

Fang Ru imdiately went forward to help, grabbing the hen with both hands and securing it properly.

Fang Hao held the hen’s head with his left hand while he started to slit the hen’s throat with the kitchen knife in his right hand to bleed it.

The viewers in the live stream expressed their sentints when they saw this scene.

"Haven’t seen soone kill a live chicken in a long ti, I actually missed it a little."

"Yeah, now in the city you just buy at already prepared for you, you don’t even know if it’s from today or if it’s frozen."

"Will the next generation think at grows in supermarkets?"

"That’s quite possible, just like a decade ago when we used to go back to our hotown for the New Year to butcher the New Year’s pig, now we don’t go back, and just buy pork from the market."

Wu Bin’s live stream had fans of all ages.

So people felt killing chickens was cruel, but others thought it was very interesting.

Imdiately, the live chat divided into two camps, arguing incessantly.

Fang Hao obviously had no idea that simply killing a chicken would spark such a discussion in the live stream.

He lifted the hen’s whole head upward, extending the neck as long as possible, then began to freely cut with the kitchen knife.

The expected scene of bloodletting with a single cut didn’t occur.

The kitchen knife seed blunt as it slid back and forth across the hen’s neck, but simply wouldn’t draw blood.

Wu Bin watched in disbelief.

Honestly, had Fang Hao ever killed a chicken?

Who puts a blade directly on the feathers and starts cutting!

Fang Hao, seeing that he couldn’t cut through, angrily tapped the hen’s head several tis with the cleaver, producing a clanging sound.

Just as Wu Bin was about to speak out and remind him, the hen began to cluck.

However, this clucking, to Wu Bin’s ears, suddenly turned into human speech!

"Big brother, if it doesn’t work, let’s just set up a pot in this yard, and I’ll jump in myself."

"Look at you, with all this back and forth slicing, giving nothing but superficial wounds, a neck full of small cuts, I really can’t stand it anymore."

"Are you trying to make white cut chicken? This session of white cut."

"Just make it quick, okay? If you don’t kill accidentally, you’ll scare to death."

"What are you doing, have I neither crowed nor laid eggs, that you had to pick out of all the hens?"

"Even if you want to torture , should you not give an explanation? Shouldn’t I at least die knowing why?"

"You let this ss happen during your random cutting."

"I wish I had just rotted in the egg."

Wu Bin stared wide-eyed, shocked, watching the hen.

He had actually understood what the hen was saying!

Damn!

It couldn’t be a hallucination, could it!

Just as Wu Bin was about to listen more carefully, Fang Ru couldn’t stand it any longer.

"Bro, let do it."

Fang Ru took the cleaver from Fang Hao and imdiately sliced the hen’s throat.

The previously chatty hen instantly beca feeble, quieting down.

Fang Hao awkwardly explained, "I haven’t killed chickens in a long ti, I’m a bit rusty."

"Back when I was in the village, I used to kill the chickens, sotis dozens a day."

Fang Ru gave Fang Hao a cold look, but did not expose him.

However, the friends couldn’t hold back anymore.

What kind of village is so affluent, killing dozens of chickens a day, it must be a chicken slaughterhouse.

Leave the feather plucking to Fang Ru right here.

Fang Hao walked over to a water tank, grabbed a carp, and ca to the sink.

Fang Hao smiled at Wu Bin and said, "Let prepare a ho-style carp for you guys; the taste will be beyond amazing."

There’s no denying that these tank-bred fish are fresh and lively.

With one hand holding it, Fang Hao repeatedly tapped on its head with the back of the cleaver, aiming to stun it.

At first, the carp struggled with a panicked expression, but soon, sothing wasn’t quite right with its eyes.

Wu Bin only saw the carp’s mouth opening and closing, and though it made no sound, he nevertheless heard it speak!

"No, bro."

"You’re banging on my head all clang-clang; are you forging iron here?"

"Can’t you be a bit more forceful? Give a quick end."

"My head is all dented because of your smashing; are you trying to get familiar with your own strength?"

"Why are you going so gently all of a sudden?"

"Damn it, really, I’m a carp, not a wooden fish, are you accumulating good deeds here?"

"To say you are cruel, you gently tap here, showing your tenderness?"

"To say you are kind, you just stuck your fingers directly into my gills, nearly suffocating ."

"Did I violate so celestial law? Did I end up in your hands?"

"Just destroy , hurry up!"