The bird eggs cooked by Luo Bingxin taste very beautiful. Perhaps the cuckoo eggs themselves are very fragrant. After all, this is a bird egg produced by carnivorous birds. It is pure natural, pollution-free and very green food.

Anyway, Chen Song was very happy after peeling the eggs. Gobl's eyes widened after eating them. If Chen Song hadn't stopped him and wanted to dig the bird nest in the forest.

There are more than eighty bird eggs, but the cuckoo egg is not big and is far from the size of an egg. There are many people in the manor, dogs and bears, which are not enough to share at all.

Especially last night, Dao’s friends made great contributions. Chen Song was very fond of them and agreed to give them a meal today. When he saw that they were interested in bird eggs, he fed five eggs one, which made the others feel so distressed.

Chen Song didn't feel sorry for him, but he felt sorry for others after eating it.

The egg is not only because it tastes delicious. The soup made by Luo Bingxin is the highlight of maintaining the taste. So after cooking the bird eggs, he put the egg in again: "Continue to cook, continue to eat."

"There's almost no soup," Rhine said.

Chen Song smiled slightly, scooped a bucket of water and poured it in, and he vowed to turn the pot of soup into old soup.

Rhine reminded him: "There is no benefit to boil water repeatedly. It has carcinogenic effects and is not suitable for drinking. Similarly, this soup is not good to boil repeatedly."

"Then don't just eat cooked eggs in the future?" Chen Song said.

Rhine thought for a while and walked out of the kitchen and muttered, "As long as I can't see the soup boiling many times, wouldn't I be worried?"

The country bumpkin-style eggs were also very successful. How many Icelanders have eaten this thing? Their understanding of eggs is that this thing can be eaten raw, made into egg custard, fryed, boiled, and then there is nothing else.

The uniquely flavored hillbilly egg conquered the Icelanders in the manor. Even the food expert, Mr. Bruce, couldn't help but give a thumbs up after eating it: "Wairigood."

"Eggs are great, but I always feel that they are not as good as cuckoo eggs." Gobl said in reminiscing.

Chen Song also felt this way, saying: "We raise our own chickens. These eggs are all produced by feed chickens. The number is large but the taste is poor and the nutritional value is also poor. If we raise our own chickens, then let them eat insects and grass seeds, and the eggs they lay will definitely taste better."

"Aren't there two chickens behind the greenhouse?" Goble asked.

Chen Song shook his head: "That chicken may not lay eggs, so it is suitable for stewing."

To raise chickens, you have to raise some unique varieties. He gave Lu Dapeng another task: Get some chickens for me, the best chickens.

Lu Dapeng had found some piglets. Chen Song allocated 500,000 yuan to him to rent a pig farm that had just gone bankrupt. The piglets were kept inside, and they could also be kept inside when they found the chicks.

After receiving his message, Lu Dapeng quickly replied: Brother Song, tell me the truth, what are you doing in Iceland? Why do you still want chickens? Besides, you know brother, I am honest, how can I know where to find chickens?

He continued to reply: Brother Song, didn’t you say you would make trouble for Europeans? Why are you making trouble for others now? Your business has gone from pigs and dogs to humans. Is this a big and strong business, and you are brave enough to create brilliance?

Chen Song replied to him angrily: "What do you think about in your mind all day long? What I want is chicken! Chicken! Chicken! Hen, rooster and chick! The kind of chicken I raise!"

Lu Dapeng replied in his voice: "The chickens in the city are also raised by my mother and father, so you can't discriminate against them. Of course, I know what chickens you want, so why don't you joke with you? Why don't you joke now? You have no sense of humor."

"Get out!" Chen Song replied simply and roughly.

In fact, if he wants to raise chickens, he doesn't have to find chickens from China. Nordic people have a fanaticism about chicken that Asians cannot match, so there are many kinds of chickens in poultry farms.

Bruce checked some information for him online. There are eight kinds of excellent chickens that can be found in Iceland, including Vietnamese Dongtao chicken, Polish crowned feathered chicken, Southeast Asian Serra horse chicken, British Opinton chicken, Japanese long-tail cock, etc. There is also a kind of Chinese chicken that is also very popular, called Monkey chicken.

Chen Song had money and place. After reading the information, he directly allocated funds to Bruce, asking him to buy a batch of these chickens and bring them back for breeding.

The spiritual energy was sent to Jiuzhou for alchemy, and the spiritual energy was not sufficient to leave behind to eat eggs and meat. Chen Song arranged them properly.

The rain in Iceland comes and goes quickly. After a heavy rain in the night, there will be a little rain during the day. After another day, the scorching sun will be in the sky.

The violent Atlantic sea breeze blew ashore, not only blew away the clouds, but also blew away the white clouds, leaving a blue sky like a gem, so clear that it makes people intoxicated.

The weather is high and cool. It is obvious that it is just May, and Chen Song feels like autumn when he is strolling around the manor.

This is related to the temperature in Iceland. Although it is considered summer in the local solar term, it is actually still spring and the sea breeze is still cool. Now Chen Song still has to wear a long-sleeved jacket in the morning and evening before going out.

But Icelanders are not afraid of the cold. Goble and Rhine have short-sleeved sleeves all day long. Sometimes when they meet girls, they will take off their clothes and show off their muscles.

Chen Song admired this very much, until in the evening he saw goose bumps that exploded on Rhine's skin.

When it was dinner time, Angelina, who came to eat for free, brought a barrel of French craft beer and a message: "A dead whale appeared on the sea, a big blue whale. Are you interested in going to see it?"

Gobl moved the oak barrel to the table, shook his head and said, "What are the good things about dead whales? It's boring to pay attention to these."

Angelina shrugged and said, "What's the solution? The task is levied in our hands. The person is worried that illegal vendors will secretly cut whale meat to make a profit. She arranged for us to guard it until it naturally falls into the seabed and becomes a whale."

Chen Song had never seen a whale with his own eyes, nor did he see a blue whale. He just heard that this is the largest mammal on the earth, but he was somewhat interested.

Goblin opened a beer and distributed to everyone. The beer was very colored, the golden wort was slightly turbid, there was a lot of foam, and the wheat aroma was also very strong. It was a fine product at first glance.

But after taking a sip, he shook his head in disappointment: "The fruit smells good, but why is it a little sour? This wine is not strong, it is what the women drink."

"You are really a master, this is indeed ladies' beer." Angelina laughed gigglingly, she raised her glasses to Song Feiquan and Luo Bingxin, and the three of them drank happily.

Rhine drank more deliciously, and she drank one cup and then another.

Gobl looked at him suspiciously: "I'll say you guys are so damn. Look at you drinking this girl's beer, it's like an unweaned baby saw the bottle."

Rhine said unhappily: "Don't insult others, I'll be angry if you do this."

Gobl pinched his throat with his left hand and picked up the orchid finger with his right hand, then twisted his butt and said, "Don't insult others, I'll be angry if you do this."
Chapter completed!