Chapter 148 Killing a Chicken to Test the Poison

We had dinner at Tang Kui's place and was delayed for a long time buying chickens. It was already dark when we got home.

Bai Lu originally wanted to go to Feng Yi's house to see the koi. The koi he caught from Feng Yi's pond last time took him back and raised it, and it became much slimmer during this period of time. The feed was obviously carefully selected, and even the water tank was changed to the largest and best-located one, but the fish was visibly slimming down! Fortunately, I'm in good spirits.

In fact, they looked similar to other koi in his family, and most of the outsiders praised them, but Bai Lu always felt that they were not as lovable as before in Feng Yi's pond.

Bai Lu learned from Feng Yi that the koi fish in Feng Yi's house were still mellow, so he thought more about them and wanted to see them. It would be better if he could learn some experience. Unfortunately, it was getting late, so we made another appointment.

After hearing this, Mo Xiaoguang also said that he would come with Bai Lu at that time, and he wanted to catch two koi carp back.

It's not that he believes in Feng Shui, he's just joining in the fun and being curious. Will koi look the same soon? How much fatter can you get? Are there those silly koi fattened ones in the park next door that are often fed?

Mo Xiaoguang and Bai Lu sent Feng Yi home and left.

Feng Yi didn't bring anything with him when he left today, but he came back with a box of fish and two chickens.

A lively chicken.

Xiao Bing knew Feng Yi's appetite and would definitely not be full if he could eat outside, so he had already prepared some dinner.

Feng Yi handed the fish he brought back to Xiao Bing. Chef Xiao Bing knew how to clean it up.

As for those two chickens...

Xiao Bing, with his many years of cooking experience, knew from one look at the two chickens that they were not the kind that grew up eating all feed, and the meat must be of good quality!

Gearing up and thinking about where to start.

"This chicken looks delicious at first sight! Boss, do you want to kill these two chickens tonight? Or should you save them for tomorrow and kill them immediately?"

"Kill tonight."

"okay!"

Xiao Bing said and walked over to take over.

Feng Yi avoided it.

"I'll kill these two and deal with them later for you."

Xiao Bing was stunned, "Oh...oh! Okay!"

Then he scratched the back of his head and looked at Feng Yi carrying two chickens towards the basement with a puzzled expression.

There is a place not far from the kitchen specially used for butchering live animals. He usually buys live fish and poultry but slaughters them there, and Feng Yi also knows this.

"Why do you have to go to the basement to kill a chicken?"

Could it be that the boss has any special hobbies?

Thinking about it again, the boss is different from ordinary people, and it is understandable that he has other special hobbies.

I just hope that the boss can keep the body of the chicken as intact as possible when killing the chicken.

He knew that some novices killed chickens and made the scene miserable, as if some serious criminal case had occurred. Not only do chickens suffer, people may also be frightened and have psychological shadows for a long time.

Feng Yi didn't know what kind of horrific bloody chicken killing scene Xiao Bing was thinking about. He had never killed a chicken before, but he had helped others carry it.

I had a lot of part-time work experience during college, and I had a wide range of industries in the early days, from a flyer boy to a kitchen helper, from a hair salon sign to a hot pot storefront. Although they were all simple jobs, such as taking promotional photos and delivering ingredients, I also learned a lot. With a little trick, at least carrying the chicken all the way to the basement will be more stable.

The underground laboratory, now temporarily equipped with basic instruments, still looks empty.

But Feng Yi didn't need those today. He carried the chicken to a room on the outside, where there was an experimental table.

Put the two chickens on one end of the experimental table, then changed clothes, put on gloves, brought a test tube rack over, and placed it on the other end of the experimental table.

There are two test tubes on the shelf, as well as two long droppers.

When he went to change clothes, Feng Yi had already brushed his teeth and rinsed his mouth. The test tube had also been cleaned and disinfected, and he could take the venom directly.

There was also a mirror placed on the experimental table. Feng Yi opened his mouth and took out the fangs to take a look. The two fangs are not usually used, but they are brushed frequently. They are white and clean, with no yellow or stain.

"In peaceful times, there is no place for you to use your talents!"

If they had been born in the war years, they would have killed everyone!

Maybe you could slay dragons in ancient times! Well, dinosaurs.

It might be possible to poison zombies in the apocalypse! Theoretically, zombie toxins can control lymphatic circulation and nerve centers. If external toxins can successfully enter the circulatory system and centers controlled by zombie toxins and destroy them, wouldn't it be a success!

Feng Yi imagined various scenarios to have fun for himself. Instead of rushing to get the poison, he took out alcohol tablets and wiped his arms.

It doesn’t feel like a ritual to sit in this place without disinfecting it with alcohol.

After wiping it on his arm, he bit it with two fangs.

Take a skillful bite and add some poison.

There was no change in the wound, no inflammatory reaction, and no burning sensation. The mind is still clear.

It will scab over after a while.

Anyway, I don’t feel it. I can't see how toxic it is, and I can't tell its properties.

I wonder if the body's resistance has increased, or if the poison glands have degenerated due to long-term use?

If the venom gland is not used for a long time, will the body feel that it is redundant, think that it takes up brain space and affect nerve reflexes, and "degenerate" it?

For example, sea squirts eat their own brains when they think their brains are useless.

The more Feng Yi thought about it, the more worried he became, and a little uneasy.

Take the test tubes from the tube rack, place the two test tubes under the two fangs, and then put some poison out.

Looking at the scale on the test tubes, there was about five milliliters on each test tube. The poison released wasn't too much, and he didn't feel any difficulty anyway.

Feng Yi was just doing an experiment today, and he didn't need to take too much venom.

He marked "left" and "right" on the test tubes, indicating that the venom was taken from the left fang and the right blocking fang respectively.

Then he took the test tube rack to the other end of the laboratory table.

He took out a knife from the tool box and cut a small cut on the legs of the two chickens.

He took a dropper from the test tube marked "left" and dripped a little venom on the wound of the hen's leg.

The chicken moved slightly and soon died.

Feng Yi also put a timer next to it, thinking of calculating the time, but he didn't expect it to be used at all.

It was faster than the aunt downstairs in the community killing chickens before!

Feng Yi's anxiety was slightly relieved.

Whether it was coma or death, Feng Yi could sense it, so he could also be sure that his venom was still very strong.

He changed a dropper, took the venom from the "right" test tube, and dripped it on the wound of the rooster that had eaten the centipede.

The chicken flapped a little louder, but soon stopped.

Feng Yi stared at the two chickens.

On the surface, the venom glands did not seem to have degenerated much.

He took out two more small tubes, transferred the remaining venom in the test tubes into the small tubes, fastened the tube caps, sealed them with tape, marked the left and right on the small tubes with a pen, and then put them in the freezer.

Today I visited Tang Kui's site, and learned from him that fresh snake venom will go bad if left at room temperature for 24 hours. The temperature in this laboratory is slightly lower than the temperature outside, but not much lower. It will also go bad quickly if placed on the countertop.

So Feng Yi stored the remaining venom in the refrigerator. According to Tang Kui, it can be stored for about half a month to a month, but if it is too long, the toxicity will decrease, so it still needs to be processed as soon as possible.

Just wait for the drying processor to arrive.

After dehydration and drying, the storage time can be longer.

There is not much venom left in the experiment today, but Feng Yi is reluctant to throw it away.

Ever since he knew that some snake venoms are much more expensive than gold, Feng Yi has been thinking about storing venom. The pressure of supporting a family is great!

He has already ordered a batch of storage tubes, which will arrive tomorrow. When the stuff arrives, he will start storing venom every day!

Although he doesn't know how to use these venoms in the future, he will store them first. When the doctor arrives, he should know how to convert them into money without letting others know the secrets.

After all, he can't just tell others that this is snake venom...

Wait, this is not snake venom, right?

He is not a snake!

After packing up the things on the laboratory table, Feng Yi carried two chickens out of the laboratory and handed them to Xiao Bing.

Xiao Bing was killing fish, and when he saw the chickens Feng Yi brought over, he quickly stood up and prepared to take them.

"You'd better wear gloves." Feng Yi said.

Xiao Bing's movements froze.

"Boss, is this... poisoned?"

"Well, pay attention to protective measures."

The venom is too poisonous, and he is worried that Xiao Bing will accidentally rub it on the wound on his hand.

He had already wiped off the residual venom on the wounds on the chicken legs, but he couldn't guarantee how toxic the residual venom that had entered their bodies was.

Xiao Bing looked serious and took out a pair of gloves and put them on.

He took the two chickens and looked at the wounds on their legs.

Xiao Bing's face became more serious.

"Then... Boss, should we keep these two chickens for cooking or just dispose of them?"

Feng Yi thought for a while, "If we can cook them, we should cook them, don't waste them. I'll eat them, and you won't taste them."

"Okay, boss. But the meat quality may be affected a little, and the color of the dishes will be different from usual." Xiao Bing said.

Usually people kill chickens by cutting the throat and bleeding, because the chicken throat has arteries that bleed quickly, and the chicken will not twitch for too long, which will not affect the meat quality too much.

But if Feng Yi kills chickens like this, the blood in the blood vessels will not be released, and it will coagulate in the chicken, causing the chicken to turn black.

In addition, it is poisonous, and the color, aroma and taste of the dishes may be different from normal, affecting the taste of the meat. He can't guarantee whether it can be eaten.

Xiao Bing had to explain these to Feng Yi first.

Feng Yi said he understood.

The chickens were killed by his poison, so even if the chickens were poisonous, it would not affect him.

Besides, proteins are denatured and inactivated at high temperatures, and it is unknown whether they are still toxic after cooking.

At worst, he would taste a little bit after it is cooked, and if there is no problem, he would finish it all. What a waste.

Xiao Bing said everything he should say, and since Feng Yi had made up his mind, he would not say more.

"Boss, go have dinner first, I'll keep the food warm in the kitchen."

Xiao Bing took the two chickens over, packed them up tonight and cooked them tomorrow.

Feng Yi was also hungry, and he didn't even have time to eat when he came back, so he went to test the poison first.

When he went to the kitchen, he saw that the housekeeper had already prepared everything and placed it on the dining table. As expected of a housekeeper, he was considerate and thoughtful.

Feng Yi ate quickly, and after the meal, he cleaned up the dishes with the housekeeper. The old housekeeper smiled particularly kindly.

Before going upstairs, Feng Yi went to Xiao Bing's side again, intending to ask Xiao Bing what dish to cook with the two chickens tomorrow.

I went over and saw Xiao Bing plucking chicken feathers with a protective mask on his face.

Feng Yi: “…”

This protective measure is really good.

Even plucking chicken feathers requires wearing a protective mask, so what about cooking?

My claws are not doing well when typing!