Chapter 97: Braised bamboo rats

"This is what my mother said, didn't your mother teach you?" Wang Tiantian looked confused.

Wang Wencai looked embarrassed and forcibly explained: "I help with labor, it can be regarded as a gift, right? In the afternoon, I will help Erbao dig a drainage ditch!"

"That's right...... Then I will also help Uncle Erbao work in the future, so that I don't have to bring gifts, so happy!" Wang Tiantian seemed to have found a secret recipe for eating during the semester, and was very excited.

"Then what will you do for Erbao?" Wang Wencai asked.

"I'll ...... Yes...... Help him feed the chickens, pick peaches, pull weeds, I'll do a lot of things anyway!"

Wang Ping'an was in the kitchen, soaking dried bamboo shoot slices and dried shiitake mushrooms in warm water, boiling rice, and then preparing to go to the hillside to find some wild vegetables.

Hearing Wang Wencai and Wang Tiantian chattering there, he shouted: "Come, come with me to pick some wild vegetables, yesterday I found that there are a lot of bracken there, fried and eaten, especially fragrant." ”

"I will, I will!" Wang Tiantian ran over excitedly, showing the value of his existence.

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Rub rice, I have cheats!

Although I have just learned, it is also a skill to learn and sell now and use it flexibly!

Wang Wencai was preempted by a child, so he had to follow and say: "I will too!"

Wang Ping'an didn't talk nonsense, carried a basket, and walked directly to the hillside.

Skirting the area where the house was built, there was a gentle sunny slope, overgrown with wild grasses and wild vegetables, which had been trodden out of a path by the big yellow dog.

Wang Tiantian worked extremely hard, snatched the basket in Wang Ping'an's hand, ran to the front, and shouted: "I saw it, there are all wild vegetables there! Wow, there are so many!"

She pointed to a pile of weeds and let out an exaggerated exclamation.

"......" Wang Ping'an had a black line, and he didn't bother to explain to her.

Wang Wencai was overjoyed and teased: "That's a weed, it's for the pigs, and it's for you to eat?"

"Hmph, you eat, you eat! You eat this!" Wang Tiantian got angry and began to hate Wang Wencai.

Bracken is also called dragon head vegetable, cat's paws, fist vegetable...... These names are all figurative names, indicating that the shape of the bracken is similar to these names.

Bracken is rich in nutrition and has a refreshing taste, which is a treasure among wild vegetables, but it should not be eaten more, like eating barbecue, the frequency of eating should be controlled, otherwise there will be a risk of cancer.

However, in the mountain village, everyone does not pay attention to this, and if you want to eat it, you can pick some, or stir-fry or cool it, and then talk about it after a delicious meal.

What disease is not disease, carcinogenic or not, no one cares at all.

Bracken generally eats tender stems, but the whole plant can be about one meter high, Wang Tiantian followed Wang Ping'an, picked for a while, felt a little difficult, and couldn't hold on.

"I'm so tired, I've picked so much, it's enough to eat, right?"

"My food is small, you can't eat that much, right? Oh my God, it's half a basket, you still have to pick it?"

"That rat is so ugly, I don't eat it, hey, there's a small vegetable field next to it, there are chili peppers, I like to eat chili scrambled eggs, I'll pick a little." ”

Wang Tiantian said, ran down the hill and entered the orchard next door, which was the small vegetable garden of Wang Hongliang's family.

"Sweet, don't pick other people's things. Wang Ping'an stood on the hillside and gave a stern warning.

"Uncle Hong Liang is not an outsider, he picked your peaches yesterday and ate them, I saw it. He said that his own people, eating a peach is nothing. ”

Wang Ping'an raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, that's it, then he is indeed his own person, you can pick it up as you like." By the way, pick two more eggplants, pluck a few more green onions, and ...... Can't get it all? Forget it. ”

"......" Wang Wencai looked at the boundary line of the two orchards blankly, and then looked at Wang Tiantian, who looked like he was walking in his own vegetable garden, and he chose to be silent.

Woohoo, woohoo!

One of Wang Hongliang's three dogs found Wang Tiantian's trace, barked twice from afar, and wanted to pounce and attack the vegetable thief.

The big yellow dog jumped on a big rock, glanced coldly at the thin little earth dog, and scared the little dog away without making any sound.

Not long after, Wang Tiantian hugged a bunch of peppers and eggplants, and a few green onions under his neck, and returned with a full load.

"Uncle Erbao, look at me, I can pick more than you!" Wang Tiantian showed off.

"Tian Tian is really amazing! However, in the future, I can only pick vegetables in my own garden, and I can't go to other people's houses to pick them, you know? That is theft, which is very bad. ”

After Wang Ping'an encouraged and praised her, he did not forget to instill a correct outlook on life and the world.

"Got it, Uncle Erbao, Tiantian never steals. Is it stealing to pick your own people's vegetables?"

"Of course not. ”

The two asked and answered, and defined the behavior of picking vegetables.

"......" Wang Wencai, as a transparent person, has been silent.

The three of them returned to the tin house, Wang Ping'an was ready to clean up the bamboo rats, and Wang Wencai and Wang Tiantian helped wash the vegetables.

Bamboo rats are the main dish of the day and must be cooked with care.

Peel the skin, clean the internal organs, cut off the paws, wash it, cut it into small pieces, blanch it in hot water to remove the smell of blood.

Then add cooking wine, ginger, vegetable oil, and a small amount of salt to marinate for a while.

Wang Ping'an added oil to the pot, heated it, put star anise, Sichuan pepper, Chaotian pepper, ginger shreds, garlic, stir-fried over low heat, and then controlled the liquid moisture of the marinated bamboo rat meat and poured it into the pot.

Then, pour the soaked dried bamboo shoots and shiitake mushrooms into the pot as well.

Stir-fry over high heat for five minutes, add oil, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, rock sugar, cooking wine, water, boil, cover the pot, simmer over medium heat for 20 minutes, add salt, chicken essence, and put the juice on high heat!

To look good, sprinkle some pieces of coriander on the plate and garnish a little.

A few other vegetarian dishes have already been fried on the induction cooker when the bamboo rat meat is cooked.

Stir-fried bracken, chili eggs, braised eggplant, and the main course of smoldered bamboo rat meat for lunch is absolutely hearty.

As soon as the food was served, Wang Degui's voice came from outside.

"Hey, who made the food so fragrant? Your mother called and asked us to go back to dinner......

Having said this, Wang Degui saw the four dishes in the room, which were full of color and flavor, and the color and fragrance seemed to be a little higher than the dishes cooked by Mr. Su.

"Grandpa, it's Uncle Erbao's cooking, it's fragrant!"

Xiao Tiantian, who is anxious and quick-handed, is already gnawing on the bamboo rat meat, eating with a mouth full of oil, and when she sucks it, the meat is in her mouth, and the bones are thrown to the big yellow dog.

Wang Degui was surprised: "Huh? Erbao can actually cook vegetables? It's really surprising! By the way, Tiantian, what kind of meat are you eating in your hand, it smells very good." ”

"I don't know, it's delicious anyway, so I'll eat it. Wang Tiantian said, grabbed another piece of meat, and ate it deliciously.

When Wang Ping'an and Wang Wencai brought the rice, they found that Wang Degui was also sitting at the table, and under the table, he had already eaten a small pile of bones.

"Dad, aren't you going home for dinner?" asked Wang Ping'an in amazement.

"I just asked Mr. Su for leave, after all, the construction site is too busy, and I don't feel at ease if I don't look at it. Wang Degui gave his son a look and asked him to help him lie.

"If you say so, my mother will bring you food! Maybe, it's already on the way!" Wang Ping'an laughed happily, he could already predict that in the next few days, his father's fire food might not be too good.