The mountains of Shu are high and dense, and there has never been a lack of game, and they are all the kind that are not afraid of people, but the productivity of people in this era is low, and not everyone can have that ability to get a game back to improve the food of the whole family.

Occasionally, wild boars scurrying down the mountain to steal food in the fields were almost a problem that the whole village could solve, because they had either hoes or sticks in their hands, and if they had a shotgun, the game on the mountain would have died long ago.

For ordinary people, if someone's kid says that he can hunt, he will definitely not worry about finding a daughter-in-law.

In the evening, the two really came back from hunting a wild boar, and Liu Mang threw the wild boar on his shoulder into the yard, and smelled the fragrance wafting from the kitchen.

"Uncle is cooking again?" Liu Mang sniffed and said.

Seinfeld was also full of surprise, Wu Zheng said that the star anise fruit he took was a spice and she didn't believe it, but she couldn't help but not believe it as soon as the taste came out.

Looking at the surprised Liu Mang and Seinfeld couldn't help but smile proudly: "Who else can there be besides him?" ”

"Uncle, what kind of dish is this, it's so fragrant."

"If I say that he took the herbs from Uncle Yun, do you believe it or not?"

"How come I didn't know that herbs could be so fragrant?"

Seinfeld smiled: "Not only don't you know, but I wouldn't believe it if he hadn't shown it to me today!" ”

At this moment, Wu Zheng heard the movement in the yard and walked out, and when he saw Liu Mang also in the yard, he smiled and said: "Brother Liu is really good, he just went out for a while and actually hit such a big wild boar and came back." ”

Liu Mang said with a smile: "I didn't fight it, it was the big boss who overturned this fool with one arrow, I just helped the big boss carry it back." ”

Wu Zheng said with a smile: "No matter which of you fights, stay and eat today." ”

"Really?"

Liu Mang's eyes couldn't help but light up, to say that the dumplings made by Wu Zheng last time tasted really good, he Liu Mang didn't know that there were such delicacies in this world when he was so big, in his heart, he didn't know what the immortals in the sky ate like, but he thought it should be similar to that bowl of dumplings!

It's a pity that the village is poor, and there are not many people in the big family who only sent a bowl over, so they only ate two, and the rest was all left to their father, who called him the old man is now old and has bad teeth, and the meat in this dumpling is chopped to his father, which is very suitable for his father.

It was also because of that dumpling that Liu Mang regretted it, and when his father sighed every time he looked at the meat because of his bad teeth, he felt pain in his heart every time he saw it, but why did he never think of chopping the meat?

Looking at Liu Mang's foodie appearance, Wu Zheng smiled and said: "Of course it's true, by the way, there is also Uncle Liu, I will invite Uncle Liu to eat hot pot together in the courtyard today." ”

Wu Zheng ran next door to ask Uncle Liu, and Liu Mang helped deal with the wild boar.

Uncle Liu is Liu Mang's father Liu Wen, and now he is also full of praise for Wu Zheng's cooking skills for the dumplings that day.

Someone invited over, made a pot of good tea and asked Fei'er to accompany the old man in the yard to chat for a while, and then he and Liu Mang carried the processed pork into the kitchen, took out the big bones and boiled the soup, and then cut off two pieces of pork and put them into a jar buried in the ground, and let Liu Mang, who had nothing to do, go to the stove to light the fire.

In less than half an hour, a pot of broth was boiled milky white under Liu Mang's fire, sprinkled with a handful of salt and stirred with a soup spoon, scooped a little bit and tasted very good, the wild boar in captivity in later generations could not be compared with this at all.

Liu Mang saw that there was something to eat, patted the ashes on his hand and jumped out and scooped a bowl for himself, squeaked and exclaimed: "Uncle, you can boil this hot!" It doesn't smell weird at all, and it's quite delicious. ”

Wu Zheng smiled, picked up the salt shaker on the stove and put it in his hand, and said with a smile: "If you use salt essence, there is no strange smell in the food." ”

"Refined salt?" Liu Mang looked into the jar, isn't it refined salt? immediately leaned over and said, "Uncle, your bet with Zhao Yi is done?" ”

Wu Zheng smiled: "It's just a little trick, I'll give you a basket when the matter with Zhao Yi is over." ”

After speaking, he lifted the jar on the ground and took out the two pieces of pork that had been put in before and began to slice it, Liu Mang came over with a salt shaker and said with a smile: "Uncle, this is what you said." ”

"Don't worry, in the future, we will think about how much salt we want, but now can you put down the salt jar, I don't know, I think you have never eaten salt."

"Uncle, your knife skills are not bad!" Liu Mang picked up a piece of wild boar meat and looked at it at Tianguang, and said in surprise: "This is as thin as paper, uncle, aren't you a scholar?" How to practice such a good knife work. ”

Wu Zheng smiled: "Brother Liu, don't tease me, what kind of scholar am I!" In the past 20 years, I have not even been able to pass the exam, and all my thoughts are spent on this mouth. ”

"But don't you hear that a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen?"

"It's a gentleman's cooking! But even if it's a gentleman, you have to eat! I'm the only one in my house, and if I'm really a gentleman like you said, then I won't starve to death. ”

Liu Mang smiled noncommittally, but found that there seemed to be something wrong with the meat slice in his hand, it was cool, although it was already in autumn, the weather was cool, but it was not until the evening, and the wild boar would be ice slag at night!

"Uncle's meat...... Why is this meat so cold? It's like the moon has frozen. Liu Mang asked.

Wu Zheng smiled: "If I don't freeze, how can I cut the meat so thinly with my ability?" ”

Liu Mang heard that this meat was really frozen, but how could he freeze the meat in September? This Shenmu Village is not a big family under the mountain, and there is no ice cellar in the village!

Seeing Liu Mang stupid, Wu Zheng smiled and said, "If I say that I will condense water into ice, do you believe it?" ”

"Condensation into ice! Is there really such kung fu in this world? ”

"Hehe, you really believe it! It's just the future wealth of our village, and I can't tell you yet, okay, you take these cut meat slices out first, and I'll go see if the meatballs made for your old man are steamed. ”

Old man Liu's teeth are not good, every time he sees Old Man Liu fighting with meat slices through the chest-high courtyard wall, Wu Zheng feels that his teeth are a little sour, for fear that the old man's last few teeth will burst out with the meat slices, so he cut all the meat puree and the white noodles left over from the last time he ate to make a plate of meatballs for the old man.

When the moon like a silver plate appeared in the shadow of the tree, Wu Zheng's hot pot was finally boiling in the courtyard.

There is no nine-square grid and no copper pot with a fire in the middle, only a small iron pot is set on the charcoal stove, and it is still firewood.

Although the smoke from the firewood smoked people's tears, it could not resist the aroma of the pot that kept churning, and when you smelled it, you could hear the sound of the four people in the yard swallowing saliva.

At first, Seinfeld was still covering her mouth and feeling ashamed of the way she drooled, but after seeing that Liu Mang had already picked up his chopsticks and scooped up a piece of meat in the hot pot, he couldn't care so much about it while inhaling the cool air and swallowing it in his mouth.

"Old man, this piece of meat is not to your taste, and the little nephew specially steamed some meatballs for you here."

Wu Zheng took out one with a soup spoon and put it into the old man's bowl, added some minced garlic to the old man's bowl and put some chopped green onions, and then poured the stock in the pot, and the old man's saliva dripped into the bowl.

The old man tasted a mouthful of intoxication on his face, and then he spit out hot air when a pill went down his stomach and said: "This taste should only be in the sky, how many times can you taste it in the world, uncle, I am afraid that even the chef of Linjiang Building under the mountain will throw him a few streets!" ”

"The old man still goes to Linjiang Tower?"

Liu Wen shook his head and said: "Where can my old man afford a meal of five taels of silver, he will eat an acre of land in one meal, and eating such a meal will be retributed." ”

After speaking, the old man scooped out a few balls from the pot with his own hands, and ate them completely regardless of the image.

Xiang'er was not afraid of choking while squeaking and eating meat slices like eating noodles, and said to Wu Zheng in a squeaky voice: "Uncle, you have such a good skill, it's a pity to be a cook when you don't go to Longtan County......

Who knew that before he finished speaking, he was slapped by Seinfeld on the back of the head: "A bowl of meat slices from a dead girl can't stop your mouth, and my uncle is a scholar who will do that thief's thing?" ”

"But my uncle's cooking is really delicious."

Wu Zheng smiled: "Okay! Since you said that your uncle's cooking is delicious, how about your aunt make it for you every day in the future? ”

"Really?"

"Aren't people living in this world just to eat and wear? If we have the opportunity to eat good, why do we still eat those unpalatable things made by the kitchen. ”