Li Hongxing's family, of course, had to stay for lunch. Shen Yunfang looked at the three children with their pitiful expressions and couldn't help but soften her heart. She couldn't bring out the pork, and the chickens at home were uncatchable, so she decided to kill a few quails for the children.
Including herself, there were six people in total. She went to the quail cage in the backyard and picked out the one that had been raised the longest, grabbing a dozen quails.
That really wasn't a small number; one cage held one hundred quails, and now she had taken a tenth of them.
Quails are naturally small, only a bit larger than sparrows, and they are quite easy to handle when cleaning.
Wang Dan saw Shen Yunfang boiling water to scald the quails and couldn't help but criticize. She muttered under her breath about how these tiny quails hardly had any meat on them and how it was inappropriate to serve such things to guests, as it seemed rather shabby.
