"Hehe, if you want the marinated meat to be delicious, first in the marinade, which is also the marinade. The so-called thousand-year-old brine is more expensive than gold, which is the truth. Brother Dazhu, you have to see clearly the ingredients and boiling methods I use."

Zhou Yi took out the same ingredients and stacked them on the vegetable table: "I am according to the ingredients of your pot, if the pot is large, the ingredients can be reduced according to the proportion, and if it is bigger, it can be increased; Because I will use up all the brine in this pot, you will have to rely on yourself to save the old brine in the future. ”

"Brother, you slow down, goose remember slowly"

Zhou Dazhu held a yellow diary and wrote it down. The old Zhou family's inheritance of craftsmanship o, he has been thinking about it for many years.

"Easy, don't you wrap these materials in gauze bags?"

Zhou Maotong watched from the side, and also recalled the boiling method that his father taught him. But he remembered this step, it should be wrapped in a thousand clean sand cloth, and then boiled the brine with water, sugar, refined salt, and old soy sauce, but after Zhou Yifen stacked the materials, he began to wash the iron pot of Zhou Dazhu's house with hot water, and he didn't seem to have the intention of wrapping these materials, so he couldn't help but be very curious.

"Dad, I've improved my ancestor's craft during this time. Only by boiling the brine in this way can the ingredients be perfectly matched, so that the boiled brine can turn the fishy into fresh and fragrant! Otherwise, how could I blanch the pork just now? Because the so-called fishy meat is, in my opinion, the source of the freshest and most fragrant meat!"

Zhou Yi is nonsense. But the old man likes to listen, and if he wants to forget all the skills passed down by his ancestors, then is there still face? The old man nodded again and again: "Well, yes! Young people must have this kind of spirit of study, and their children can be taught."

After the iron pot was washed and cleaned, pure snow water was poured in. Although the village also has tap water, but perennial living on the Loess Plateau still have the habit of digging water to store snow water, in the second snow of the year, dial off the snow skin to take a thousand clean snow and hide it into the cellar, and when it is used, the ice is bright and cool, the farmer produces a little sweet, and it is used to cook tea and cook vegetables are first-class, which is much better than tap water.

The pine woods of arm size and length were sent into the stove, and when they were licked by the flames, oil seeped out of the pine wood, and the kitchen suddenly burst with rosin, and the big iron pot began to make a 'zizi' sound; as the water temperature gradually rose, blisters began to hang on the inner walls, densely arranged in a neat manner, as if waiting for an army to be reviewed.

"Brother Dazhu, you have to see clearly, now it is a blister hanging on the wall, and at this time it is cloves, kaempfera, and grass cardamom, because these three Chinese medicines are most afraid of fierce fire, and the current water temperature is just right. If you wrap them in a sand cloth bag in advance, although as the water temperature gradually rises, it can also release the medicinal flavor, but it will be unevenly heated due to the influence of other ingredients, and you can't make full use of its flavor, you see how I operate!"

Zhou Yi picked up these three herbs, slipped in against the edge of the pot, picked up the frying spoon again, stirred it gently clockwise, and when the first water bone was raised, he immediately drew off the firewood and continued to heat it with only the embers in the stove. After stirring like this for two minutes, the sauté spoon is lifted to calm the water, and then the three herbs are removed from the pot with a straw colander and placed in the sandbag that has been prepared in advance.

Then put the pine wood into the bottom of the stove again, but this time the fire was vigorous, and when the water bones rose, the green onion and ginger were thrown into it, but it was caught up in the water.

In this way, Zhou Yi controlled the firepower while staring at the water surface, putting in different ingredients at different stages, and the methods of putting in were also different, sometimes he threw directly into the water, just let the boiling water boil, and sometimes he slowly slipped into the water, and at the same time, he also had to use a frying spoon to break the water to cool down, and stir clockwise or counterclockwise. There are many tricks and variations, and a little distraction will miss important steps.

Zhou Dazhu stared, not a single procedure was missed, and he asked questions at any time when he didn't understand, Zhou Yi patiently answered them one by one, and unconsciously, all the ingredients and Chinese medicine went through this pot of snow water, and this pot of snow water gradually turned yellow-brown, emitting a faint fragrance

At this moment, although it has not really been boiled into a marinade, Zhou Dazhu is admiring the five-body throw. Although this aroma is not strong enough, the taste is too positive, if you wait for the marinade to boil, what will the fragrance look like?

After Zhou Yixin skimmed off some impurities on the snow water, poured it into the large casserole of Zhou Dazhu's house, added sugar and dark soy sauce in turn, and put the packet wrapped in Qianjing gauze back into the pot. After Zhou Dazhu wrote down the amount of sugar and soy sauce, he said strangely: "Big brother, why don't you put salt?"

"There's no rush. Putting salt is the most critical step, called the finishing touch, and you can only put it in after the dark soy sauce is completely integrated with all kinds of ingredients, if you put it too early, it will inevitably destroy all the saltiness of the soy sauce itself, and destroy the layering of 'fresh and salty'."

Zhou Yi took a yellow clay stove, put some charcoal, and did not rush to put the pot after igniting it, but waited for the open flame of the charcoal to disappear before putting the casserole on it, and said with a smile: "Brother Dazhu, the next thing is your business." We are going to bake this pot of brine over a dark fire with charcoal, and you are responsible for adding charcoal, but there is no open fire, and when you find hot air coming out of the casserole, and you hear a squeaky sound, you will call me again."

"Oh, what are you going to do, big brother?"

Looking at the casserole without even a trace of heat, Zhou Dazhu was secretly worried. How long does it take to bake this pot of brine completely with charcoal, and not with an open flame?

"I'm running all the way, and you poured more than two catties of wine just now, so I want to go sleep for a while. Brother Dazhu, you have to take care of it, if you use an open flame or the brine is boiled and you can't find it in time, this pot of brine will be ruined."

Zhou Yi yawned and said, "Dad, Mom, let's go rest." ”

"Hey"

Zhou Maotong followed Zhou Yi out of the kitchen, pulled his old son's sleeve and said, "Yi, your big brother didn't offend you, right?"

"No?" Zhou Yi was stunned: "Why do you ask that?"

"No?"

Zhou Maotong glared: "Without your tired and stupid children playing with such a thick casserole, or using wood to make a dark fire, I estimate that the pot of brine will be difficult to bake when the sun sets, aren't you bullying the honest?"

"Hehe, Dad, you misunderstood, I'm not bullying him, but teaching him" Zhou Yi smiled: "The so-called thousand-year-old brine is like a fairy finger, which can turn stones into gold." According to my method to boil the brine, it may not be worse than the millennium brine, the most important of which is the previous method, the second is to master the heat of boiling, if he does not experience it himself, how can he remember it firmly?"

"I see"

Zhou Maotong frowned, and looked at his son very puzzled: "Who did you learn this set from? Your grandfather never taught me." ”

"No, I haven't been in Yunshui Mountain for a thousand things, and the rest is to tinker and eat, which I figured out by myself. Zhou Yi blushed.

"Well, it's my son's ability anyway, and I don't bother to ask. Zhou Maotong smiled.

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, can he still see that Zhou Yi has unspeakable secrets? The skill of not cooking, is the medical skill, since he played acupuncture and massage for his old couple, he feels younger and younger, what young husband and wife are old companions, he and his old wife are now back to being a 'husband and wife' The magic of the son is that he sees it in his eyes and hides it in his heart, and he can pretend to be stupid.

The cave has already been cleaned up, and even the bedding on the bed is new, warm and soft, and very comfortable. Zhou Yi fell asleep for a while, and in the dream, all women appeared, suddenly it was catkins, and then it was Yang Cai, and finally a pair of slender legs wearing foundation and floral practice pants appeared in front of him, kicking him hard

Zhou Yi stretched out his arms to greet him, but he heard a painful cry of 'ouch', and when he opened his eyes, it was Zhou Dazhu who looked at him aggrievedly with panda eyes: "Big brother, why are you still playing dream boxing?"

"Uh, I'm sorry, Brother A, Brother Dazhu, is the brine boiling?"

Zhou Yi also felt strange, since he had to be omnipotent and idle into the system, his physical quality was far more comparable, not a nightmare, but less time to dream, what's wrong with this now?

Looking up at the outside of the cave, I saw that the stars were full of stars, and the bright moonlight shone on the yellow earth as if it was covered with a layer of silver frost, it was already night, and it was estimated that the pot of brine should be boiled.

"It's O, there is white gas, and it starts to squeak" Zhou Dazhu sighed: "Big brother, it makes me tired." ”

"Hehe, isn't this going to be bitter and sweet? Let's go, Brother Dazhu, let's go to the kitchen. ”

When I entered the kitchen, I saw that the casserole on the yellow clay stove was already 'squeaking', and the bursts of white gas were on the lid of the pot, and sure enough, it had been opened. Zhou Yi didn't wrap his hands in a cloth, he opened the lid of the pot directly, waited for the heat to dissipate, probed with chopsticks, and found that the pot of brine had been broken off by one-third, so he nodded and grabbed the salt and sprinkled it into the pot: "This pot of brine has a pound and a half, and it costs one or two dollars with salt, Brother Dazhu, you have to remember." ”

Zhou Dazhu opened his mouth and gasped heavily, as if he hadn't listened to him at all.

Big brother didn't brag about it? This is really the finishing touch! Why does this pot of brine become so fragrant as soon as the salt is put down?

In the hot mist, an indescribable fresh fragrance came to his face, Zhou Dazhu took a few puffs greedily, only to feel that the 108,000 sweat pores were opened, and suddenly felt an itch in his nose, so he hurriedly turned his head and sneezed heavily: "It's too fresh, it's too fragrant."

"What does it smell so good, it's so fresh!"

"Old man, it's so fragrant, I don't have you!"

The lights in the cave where He Xiuxiu was located turned on

The lights in the cave where Zhou Maotong's old couple were also lit up

The children jumped out of bed early, and they didn't even bother to put on their shoes, and they came one by one to smell the fragrance (to be continued)

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