“Aunt, before you cook it, make sure to stuff its body with several old stalks of old ginseng and herbs. That way, it’ll turn out better.” The little guy generously gave his suggestion.
When Aunt Hu heard this, she immediately gave out instructions. “Snotty baby, hurry up. Go and dig up a few stalks of old medicine from the back of the village. In a bit, we’ll stuff this fat bird’s stomach up and cook the whole thing.”
Second Baldy cried out, making the group of aunts extremely shocked. They carried it by its neck, grabbed its neck and pulled at its wings as they carefully looked at it.
Second Baldy cried out miserably. He saw that the water inside the black iron-cooking was about to boil. It was so scared that it lost strength in its legs; it was afraid of being thrown in and getting cooked.
