Zhao Ziqiao returned to his aunt's house with a bamboo rat, Zhao Yunfang recognized what he was carrying in his hand at a glance, and asked with a smile, "Ziqiao, did you catch a bamboo rat?"

"Hmm!" Zhao Ziqiao raised the bamboo rat in his hand and said, "Auntie, eat this thing at noon!"

Zhao Yunfang shook his head and said, "Let's wait for your uncle to come back! This kind of thing, he cooks more delicious." ”

Zhao Ziqiao smiled, as if this was really the case, although it was a little regretful, but for the sake of food, he endured it. Anyway, if he didn't eat it at noon, he put the bamboo rat in a small basin and put it in the refrigerator, so that this good thing could not be spoiled.

Finally got through until Zhao Shandong came back, Zhao Ziqiao took the bamboo rat out of the refrigerator like a treasure, and Zhao Shandong's eyes lit up when he saw the bamboo rat in the basin.

"I haven't seen this thing in years!Ziqiao, you caught it?"

Zhao Ziqiao nodded, and didn't want to talk more, and motioned to Zhao Shandong to hurry up and cook this bamboo rat, he was still waiting to eat it!

Basically, there is no need for Zhao Ziqiao to say much, Zhao Shandong took the bamboo rat and walked to the kitchen, he hadn't eaten this kind of game for some years.

In the past, when I was young, there were many bamboo rats on the mountain, and I looked for them on the mountain, and I could catch this thing five or six times out of ten, but over the years, there were fewer traces of bamboo rats, and people did not worry about eating meat, so they rarely saw this kind of thing.

Zhao Shandong put the bamboo rat on the cutting board in the kitchen, and the knife fell, and the bamboo rat was quickly divided into small pieces by him, and he saw Zhao Ziqiao watching from the side, and said while cutting: "In the past, when we went up the mountain to catch this thing, we burned the hair of this thing directly on the mountain with firewood, and even the belt meat was eaten, which had another taste! ”

Zhao Ziqiao had never eaten a bamboo rat, so he couldn't understand what the other taste in Zhao Dongdong's mouth was, but looking at the divided pieces of meat on the cutting board, he felt that this thing was not much different from ordinary rabbit meat.

Of course, you don't have to look at the black rat tail that is divided into several sections!

After cutting the bamboo rat, Zhao Shandong washed his hands and set up an iron pot on the stove, the village cooks with coal, and the iron pot used at home is the kind of cast iron pot, basically few people use the kind of stir-fry pot sold on the market to cook vegetables.

After the iron pot was set up, Zhao Shandong waited for a while, tested the temperature above the iron pot with his palm, and after feeling that it was about the same, he scooped out a spoonful of lard from the oil tank and drew a circle against the wall edge of the iron pot, and then put the lard on the spoon into the iron pot.

The lard quickly turned into oil when it was heated, and Zhao Shandong saw that the lard had melted, so he used a shovel to push the lard onto the walls of the pot around him, so that the lard was heated more quickly.

After a few strokes like this, the unique fragrance of lard came out, and a trace of green smoke came out of the iron pot, Zhao Shandong saw this scene, picked up the cut bamboo rat meat on the side, and poured it all into the pot.

"Zizizi..."

A sizzling sound of frying, listening to it is a kind of enjoyment, coupled with the rising white moisture, even Zhao Ziqiao, who can't cook, feels that this picture can go to the tip of China!

Taking advantage of the high oil temperature, Zhao Shandong took a shovel and began to stir-fry the bamboo rat meat, otherwise it would be easy for the bamboo rat meat to be pasted and the bamboo rat meat to grow old.

Zhao Ziqiao stood aside and watched, and it didn't take long for him to smell the aroma of meat, and when he smelled it, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, he really wanted to eat this meat earlier.

After stir-frying for a while, Zhao Shandong saw that the bamboo rat meat was almost fried, and added the cut chili peppers and onions and garlic on the cutting board.

With the addition of these accessories, the fragrance in the air became even stronger, and Zhao Ziqiao wanted to immediately serve a bowl of rice when he smelled it, so he had a good meal with this fragrance.

Zhao Shandong also swallowed his saliva slightly, the taste of the bamboo rat meat fried this time was really a little tempting! He, the person in charge of the spoon, was a little uncontrollable and wanted to taste it first!

Looking at the dishes in the pot, Zhao Dongshan 1 suddenly remembered what else was missing, and immediately said to Zhao Ziqiao: "Ziqiao, you go get some sake lees, I'll put some in to improve the freshness, and then fry it a little, and we can eat it." ”

Zhao Ziqiao received the order and immediately went to find the sake lees, and he couldn't wait to taste the taste of this bamboo rat.

Zhao Ziqiao brought the sake lees, Zhao Shandong took it and poured it into the pot, "snorted", not to mention how comfortable it was.

After continuing to fry for a while, Zhao Shandong finally fried the bamboo rat, as a chef, Zhao Shandong was naturally the first person to taste the taste with chopsticks.

"Well, the meat is very tender, it's delicious!" Zhao Shandong, who tasted a piece of bamboo rat meat, couldn't help but praise it, as if he was talking about how good his craftsmanship was.

Zhao Ziqiao swallowed saliva while watching, and seeing that Zhao Shandong's face was full of expressions of enjoyment, he also hurriedly went to take a pair of chopsticks, ready to taste what this bamboo rat meat tasted like.

But when he was about to put down the chopsticks, he hesitated when he saw the rat tail in the bamboo rat meat!

Looking at this rat tail, Zhao Ziqiao has a bit of a psychological disorder for no reason! No matter what, bamboo rats are also creatures like mice, and for mice, Zhao Ziqiao's education is not clean, and when he really wants to put his mouth down, this feeling suddenly comes up.

"Ziqiao, why don't you eat it? It's delicious. ”

Zhao Ziqiao laughed dryly and said, "I'll wait!"

Seeing the rat tails in the bowl, Zhao Ziqiao felt a little fibula in his heart, why didn't his uncle throw away this little thing?

If he hadn't seen these rattails, he might not really have any psychological obstacles just by looking at these fried yellowed pieces of meat, at most it would be rabbit meat or something!

"Then you just wait a minute! Let your aunt come in and stir-fry! I'll bring out this plate of bamboo rat meat first." Zhao Shandong only smiled when he saw Zhao Ziqiao's face, and he also knew why Zhao Ziqiao suddenly stopped moving his chopsticks.

Zhao Ziqiao answered, and went out to call Zhao Yunfang in, Zhao Yunfang asked Zhao Ziqiao if he had finished frying the bamboo rat meat, and immediately put the pot under the faucet, and began to brush the pot.

Seeing Zhao Yunfang's behavior, Zhao Ziqiao was stunned for a moment, but thinking of the bamboo rat, Zhao Ziqiao also snickered, no wonder his aunt didn't do it at noon, he had to wait until Zhao Shandong came back to do it!

Women, no matter how old they are, still have a natural fear of things like rats!

After watching Zhao Yunfang's actions for a while, Zhao Ziqiao silently walked out of the kitchen and came to the house, just in time to see Zhao Shandong holding a rat tail and putting it in his mouth.

He said to Zhao Ziqiao while eating: "Ziqiao, this thing is actually very delicious! This bamboo rat tail is similar to those pig tails and cow tails, and it is chewy, do you want to try it?"

Zhao Ziqiao thanked Bumin, he was already a little stunned by this thing, and you let him eat it deliberately, isn't this waiting for people to vomit?

Seeing that Zhao Ziqiao didn't know how to eat, Zhao Shandong didn't persuade him again, and after gnawing the meat on the rat's tail, he spit out the bones, took a sip of wine, and said with a comfortable face: "The bamboo rat is a good thing! I used to eat a lot, but now it's hard to come across it over the years." In fact, these things, as long as you don't think about what they are, really taste like chicken. ”

"When we were young, we used to go to the field to catch voles and eat them, and they were fried and eaten, which was similar to chicken, but I prefer to dry them and then fry them, which is more chewy. ”

Zhao Shandong1 suddenly broke out such a big news, Zhao Ziqiao suddenly became interested, and asked, "Uncle, have you really eaten voles?"

"Of course I did!" Zhao Shandong said with a smug face.

"Can voles be eaten? I heard that people in the Liangguang area eat these, why do you eat them too?" Zhao Ziqiao asked curiously, in his impression, voles are the same as house mice, they are simply the kind of things that can't be eaten, how can they be eaten?

"Of course you can eat it! Voles are the same as this bamboo rat, but with less meat! Moreover, voles live in the fields and feed on millet and other things, and they are not as dirty as the rats at home.

Zhao Ziqiao smiled, even if Zhao Shandong said that the vole was clean, he didn't dare to try to eat that thing! No matter how you look at it, that thing is no different from a house mouse!

"Okay, let's not talk about that, you can taste this bamboo rat meat! I've eaten those tails, you won't see them. ”

As soon as Zhao Shandong said this, Zhao Ziqiao subconsciously looked into the vegetable bowl, and indeed did not see a rat tail left in it.

However, he was still a little hesitant, after all, he had seen rat tails in it, even if those rat tails were eaten by Zhao Shandong now, he still had that memory in his mind.

"What are you trying to eat, what are you going to do, I guarantee it's non-toxic!"

After Zhao Shandong said this, Zhao Ziqiao's heart was a little loose, what he hadn't eaten, he really wanted to try it.

"Taste it! It's not delicious?" Zhao Shandong smiled and brought a pair of chopsticks to Zhao Ziqiao, as if he was luring Zhao Ziqiao to take that step step by step.

"Whew!"

Zhao Ziqiao exhaled vigorously, he took the chopsticks handed to him by Zhao Shandong, and made up his mind in his heart, everything has a first time, there are so many fresh things in this world, you have to try it to know whether it's good or bad!

Picking up a piece of meat that I don't know what part it was, Zhao Ziqiao put the meat in his mouth with a somewhat uncontrollable expression, and bit it with his eyes closed.

"Huh, it's delicious, it tastes better than chicken!"

The delicate feeling of the meat, coupled with a somewhat spicy taste, suddenly spread in Zhao Ziqiao's mouth, making Zhao Ziqiao suddenly realize that this bamboo rat meat is really good.

Now after eating the first bite, Zhao Ziqiao doesn't have any bamboo rats or bamboo rats in his mind, it is just a simple piece of game meat.

Spit out the bones in his mouth, Zhao Ziqiao subconsciously took another piece of bamboo rat meat and put it in his mouth, just chewed it twice, Zhao Ziqiao suddenly stopped, and then couldn't help but show a smile on his face.

Now he is exactly the same as the protagonist of the dynamic picture of the 'True Fragrance Warning' on the Internet, last second, don't want it, the next second, it's really fragrant!