Chapter 130: Snatching the Vegetables
Hearing this, He Jingjing also sighed, what Ye Haixuan said was very reasonable.
This time the competition should be semi-closed according to the regulations, and the mountain has been cleared before the game starts, so it stands to reason that no one else should be mixed in.
But the two people who came to assassinate before looked like Lian Jiazi, and it was a premeditated assassination against himself.
He Jingjing felt that she should have provoked someone who shouldn't be provoked, but she couldn't think of why.
Except for Zhong Liang and Cai Shishi, they obviously have no sin against other powerful people? Moreover, the Cai family and the Zhong family should not have such a big right to directly manipulate and let people in this kind of national-level competition.
It seems that this matter can only be done after going out and asking the godfather.
This matter was handled by the prefect, and it was impossible for the prefect to harm himself.
"That's all there is to it. After He Jingjing answered, she was ready to start dealing with the things that Ye Haixuan had come back from hunting.
The things that Ye Haixuan brought back were very miscellaneous and a lot, basically the small animals that could be hunted were all brought back by Ye Haixuan, He Jingjing sighed again that she really brought a good helper this time.
"Need help?" Ye Haixuan saw that He Jingjing skillfully handled the taste of the mountains and wilderness that he was very unfamiliar with, and asked a little embarrassedly.
"No, you just sit and wait for the food. He Jingjing looked at Ye Haixuan, who was at a loss, and felt a little funny, and let him do it would only make him busier.
Ye Haixuan touched his nose a little smacked, and then flashed to the point where he was about to tease the tiger.
"Look here!" Ye Haixuan picked up a wooden stick, and then teased the big tiger.
As a result, the tiger glanced at Ye Haixuan lazily, and continued to close his eyes and bask in the sun.
"Hey, the tiger is ignoring me. Ye Haixuan felt a little depressed, obviously when he came back, the tiger was still rubbing left and right under He Jingjing's palm, looking so uncomfortable.
"I'm going to have to let you ignore me. Ye Haixuan was a little unconvinced, picked up the pheasant feathers that He Jingjing plucked, and then tied the chicken feathers together to make a large "cat teasing stick", and teased the big tiger again.
However, the tiger still lazily ignored Ye Haixuan.
Ye Haixuan couldn't be angry, and decided to ignore the disobedient big tiger, turned around and began to tease those little tigers with the cat teasing stick he made.
Here, He Jingjing didn't stop processing those ingredients, after all, it was summer, and the dead animals would smell rotten if they didn't deal with them quickly.
Ingredients that are not fresh cannot make a satisfying taste no matter how much you cook them.
Seeing the passage of time, He Jingjing secretly wiped her sweat and sped up the movements on her hands.
"Knock knock" He Jingjing began to chop meat.
He Jingjing shaved off the meat of those animals, and then mixed the meat of different animals together and chopped it into a meat filling according to her own ratio, which made Ye Haixuan frown.
"He Jingjing, what are you doing? Ye Haixuan couldn't help it, can such a hodgepodge taste good?
"Don't worry, you'll find out in a while. He Jingjing didn't bother to talk to Ye Haixuan, an outsider, it was too troublesome to explain, so she only prevaricated a few words, and began to speed up her hand again.
He Jingjing's strength on her wrist is still very good, and years of training have made He Jingjing's mastery of minced meat to the point of perfection.
When these different meats are mixed together, the elasticity and viscosity have undergone a qualitative change, resulting in a more delicate, richer and more elastic taste.
If the traditional lion head is not careful, the heat and hand strength are not in place, it will be very loose, and it will become a big ball.
And the lion's head in place is very elastic and juicy when bitten down.
He Jingjing skillfully selected different game, blended the natural umami together, and then began to beat up after simple seasoning.
"You can't do this, why don't you come?" Ye Haixuan saw that He Jingjing's sweat was dripping, and he almost soaked his back, feeling a little sorry for He Jingjing, but as soon as the words came out, he turned sour.
"You can't, you can't grasp it well. He Jingjing said to Ye Haixuan angrily, this Ye Gongzi really can't speak.
Ye Haixuan also knew that he had lost his words, he opened his mouth and still didn't say anything, retreated to the side, and frowned at He Jingjing busy working there.
Under He Jingjing's treatment, round lion heads were placed on the board after a while, and Ye Haixuan looked at these pure meat lion heads, and his brows furrowed even tighter.
Although these meats come from the wild game in the mountains, needless to say, the meat quality must be very good, but so much meat made into a lion's head, without adding any vegetables and mushrooms, it will definitely be very greasy to eat.
Ye Haixuan sounded the lion heads he had eaten before, and he suddenly felt a little sick to his stomach when he looked at these raw meats.
"Little Tiger, go on!" He Jingjing looked at his work, very satisfied, today's strength was just right, and as soon as he was happy, he threw the raw lion head that had just been made to the tiger.
The tiger who ignored Ye Haixuan's teasing became very docile after seeing He Jingjing's lion head, happily caught the lion's head, and ate it with relish.
"Ye Gongzi, it seems that you are very dissatisfied with my lion head like this. He Jingjing noticed Ye Haixuan's expression and movements, and Ye Haixuan's brows had not stretched since he started chopping meat.
Ye Haixuan shook his head, and then told He Jingjing about his concerns, this pure meat lion's head will be very greasy!
After He Jingjing listened, she laughed, and then after pinching the last lion head, she began to make the lion head.
He Jingjing fried those meatballs in freshly refined oil, and then mixed them with her own secret juice, and after a simple stew, she gave them to Ye Haixuan.
"Taste it. He Jingjing looked at Ye Haixuan expectantly.
"It's that simple?" Ye Haixuan was a little incredulous, how could this lion's head be made so quickly, and it was so simple.
Ye Haixuan trembled his chopsticks, and then put a piece of lion's head into his mouth, and the moment he entered it, Ye Haixuan felt the aroma go straight to his temples.
"It's an amazing taste. Ye Haixuan couldn't think of a better adjective, he could only describe it as magical.
He Jingjing saw that Ye Haixuan was very satisfied with his lion head, and he probably had a bottom in his heart.
This kind of wild game in the mountains and forests does not need to add a lot of seasonings, and its own umami alone can stimulate the greatest pursuit of human taste.
"What people!"