Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

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A cup of tea.

Chang Xia took the lead in picking up a piece of crispy meat with oil residue with wooden chopsticks, whistling coldly.

Then, in front of everyone, he opened his mouth and took a bite.

Soft, charred, and chewy crispy meat. With every bite, you can feel the aroma of oil residue, bird eggs and fruit powder intertwined.

The thick fragrance slides along the tongue coating all the way into the throat, and finally reaches the stomach.

"Gulu!"

Nanfeng is the closest, let alone swallowing saliva or something.

Her stomach growled in disappointment.

"Okay, it's ready." Chang Xia said.

The words here have just finished, and the xylophone Nanfeng on the side doesn't need her to speak.

They were the first to use wooden chopsticks to pick up the crispy meat with oil residue from the stone pot, but they remembered that Su Ye was by the side. So, he put the crispy meat with oil residue into the wooden bowl, and handed it to Su Ye first.

Su Ye was not polite, took the wooden bowl, picked up the oily crispy meat with wooden chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.

The hot oil residue crispy meat tastes very good.

Apart from the slightly heavy oily smell, there are no other disadvantages.

After all, the crispy meat with oil residue has just been fished out of the stone pot, and the oil has not been drained.

"Delicious!" Su Ye nodded without saying any adjectives.

Next to Kongshan, he taught himself without a teacher, learning the xylophone and Nanfeng to make a living by himself.

Soon, various exhaling and chewing sounds came from the kitchen.

It was obviously very hot, but no one was willing to stop. It feels like eating Sichuan Malatang and hot pot. It's hot and spicy, but I just can't bear to stop eating.

"Hiss!"

Others, jumping feet are hot.

Can't stop whirring.

"Kong Shan, don't worry about eating by yourself. Come, take these to the cellar."

Chang Xia hurriedly picked up a large bowl of crispy meat with oil residue and handed it to Kong Shan, asking him to take it to the cellar for the three of Shen Rong. Although eating fried food can get angry, Chang Xia wants Shen Rong to try it.

After all, she was the female who promised to raise Shen Rong.

"Hey! Good." Kong Shan ate, and returned to the cellar excitedly with the bowl in his hand.

He just heard Nanfeng say that at noon it is a dish for slaughtering pigs.

Gen has already chopped the main dish of pig's head. Chang Xia will stew the pig's head first. After a while, he will add pork belly and pig's intestines.

Listen, it's like a stew.

However, it is long summer that cooks.

Kong Shan thinks that the butcher dish is worth looking forward to.

There is nothing unpalatable about the dishes cooked in Changxia. This is recognized by all members of the tribe.

While Su Ye and the others were eating, Chang Xia added water to the stone pot, then put the chopped pig's head into the stone pot piece by piece, and threw some sliced ​​ginger into it. The pig head meat pieces such as pork belly and pig small intestine are boiled several times before cooking. The pig head has bones, so it is not so easy to be soft and rotten when stewed, and it will take a little longer.

Because it is a pig dish, the pork belly is deliberately cut into larger pieces.

At the same time, pork belly with more fat is also selected.

Pork small intestines are cut into half-finger lengths, and pig large intestines can also be added. However, Chang Xia wanted to eat fried pig intestines with sour radish. The sour radish was pickled by Chang Xia when he was in the den, and it was time to taste it.

The tribesmen call radishes white roots, and there are quite a few of them growing near the tribe.

Like cabbage, it has not been planted, but it can be seen everywhere.

There are no radishes and cabbage in this season, and the pickled radishes in Changxia were harvested last year.

A little wilted, but still crunchy and sweet.

One weighs about ten catties, the real king of radishes.

"Nanfeng, go to the utility room and bring me five radishes." Chang Xia said.

Cabbage, there are two more in the kitchen. She asked the xylophone to help clean and drain the water, and after the butchered vegetables were stewed, she went in to stew them together. Radish, she is going to make radish balls, today I boiled oil, Chang Xia wants to make it hard. Of course, this is also like radishes and cabbage wilting fast, if you don't hurry up and eat them, they will be broken.

On the contrary, yams are collected well.

It can be stored for a while.

"Carrot, are you going to use radish to stew bones?" Nanfeng said excitedly.

Stewed pork ribs with radish, stewed pork ribs with radish, Nanfeng has eaten them all. She doesn't like eating radishes very much, and always feels that radishes have an indescribable taste.

However, she thinks the stewed pork ribs with radish is very good.

Chang Xia looked at the radish brought by Nanfeng, and it turned out to be much wilted compared to the previous two days.

"No, no soup. I'm going to make radish balls. You help wash the radish and shred it." Chang Xia replied. At the same time, wave the spatula to skim off the blood foam from the pig's head stewed in the stone pot. After skimming off the foam, add some cold water to it, and throw in a few pieces of sour fruit.

"Carrot balls, like fish balls?"

"Fish balls, I want to eat fish balls."

Suddenly, several people in the kitchen couldn't help discussing.

"Almost!" Chang Xia said: "If you want to eat fish balls, Nanfeng has to go to the pond by the Baihu Lake to catch fish. There is not enough fish at home, so I have to cook fish for Shen Rong."

"Forget it, let's eat pig-killing dishes for lunch. Fish balls, next time." Su Ye shook his head and refused.

So much food is enough.

There is no need to eat for the sake of eating, something should not be wasted.

Hearing this, everyone immediately stopped thinking.

Nanfeng quickly washed the radish and gave it to Xylophone to shred.

In terms of knife skills, the south wind is inferior to the xylophone.

Xylophone took the radishes, and after a few clicks, the five radishes were chopped.

"Chang Xia, the shredded radish is ready. What should I do next?" Nan Feng asked while holding a basin.

Chang Xia turned his head, glanced at the shredded radish in the wooden basin, and replied: "Add salt, and stir the shredded radish evenly. After mixing well, it needs to be marinated for a while. Xylophone Amu, cut some chopped green onion, wait for the shredded radish to marinate Okay, squeeze out the water inside, put chopped green onion, bird eggs, a little bit of fruit powder, shrimp powder and salt into it and stir it, then knead it into radish balls, and finally deep-fry them.”

"It's not easy to eat something good." Su Ye sighed softly.

Xylophone chimed in, saying, "Listen, it's complicated."

Nanfeng kept silent, quietly remembering the steps Chang Xia just said. In terms of memory, Nanfeng said that she is not afraid of anyone. It was when she did it that she had a little difficulty.

then.

Some discussion.

Xylophone decides to help Chang Xia skim the blood.

Leave the making of radish balls to Chang Xia.

Roots has gone to the cellar, and is a little more than amused.

The sound of boiling water in the stone pot came from the kitchen from time to time. Chang Xia marinated the shredded radish and rubbed it into radish balls. Nanfeng helped heat the pan, and when the oil in the pan was heated up, the radish balls could be fried.

On the other side, Chang Xia asked Xyloqin to stew the pork belly in a stone pot. The pig’s small intestine and cabbage are left at the end. The pig’s small intestine doesn’t need to be cooked for too long, and the taste will become hard after cooking for a long time. The powder sausage in the pig-killing dish is tender, and the tenderer it is, the crisper it will be.

Gulu Gulu——

When the pork belly in the pot changes color, pour the pig's small intestines into it.

At the same time, the radish balls are also fried.

I ate pork butcher dishes at noon, so I didn't cook barbecue. Su Ye helped me fry a sifted fruit powder pancake.

At this moment, a strong fragrance filled the entire kitchen.

The few people who were busy in the cellar couldn't help but want to come up. It's a pity, being dragged by Shen Rong and not allowed to leave. A few people stared blankly at the door of the utility room above in the cellar, it was a pity.

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