Qi Ling used to hear the old people in the family say that when they were children, they couldn't eat at home, and the delicacy that children even dreamed of eating was oil shuttle.

If you can put a spoonful of sugar on this oil shuttle, it will be a blessing, and it is something that you can't even think about.

Now Qi Ling casually sprinkled some white sugar on it, only to see that the crispy oil residue was sprinkled with white sugar grains, because of the temperature, the sugar grains melted and penetrated into the oil residue.

The taste in the mouth is the same as what I have eaten in modern times, and it may even be because of the quality of the meat, and this oil shuttle is even more fragrant.

Qi Ling hadn't digested the twist flowers and cakes he had eaten at noon in his stomach yet, so he only ate a few bites in a hurry, and then stopped, planning to go back and give some to the others.

The pork has been refined, and now you can start stir-frying the hot pot base.

Qi Ling first processed all the seasonings such as green onions, ginger and garlic, and then put all the seasonings in the pot when the oil in the pot was about seventy or eighty percent hot.

When the boiling oil fried all these seasonings and changed color, Qi Ling first picked out the dried ginger, and left the rest alone.

It's not that she is targeting Jiang, but when Jiang is eaten unintentionally, it will be a tragedy.

In fact, ginger is also a very interesting seasoning, no matter what dish it is, it will fully pretend to be the other party, so that when people eat it, they can only scold secretly.

Therefore, in order to avoid this unpleasantness, Qi Ling simply put an end to this possibility from the source.

After all the picking, Qi Ling put all the spices in it, and there was no need to buy these spices, because there were several kinds of dried ones in this yard.

After all, many spices are also a type of medicinal herb, so it is not uncommon to find them in the hospital.

As soon as the spices exploded in the oil pot, there was a sudden aroma, and then Qi Ling put the two kinds of chili peppers and peppercorns he bought into it together.

Suddenly, a spicy smell and aroma passed through the kitchen and directly to the shop in front.

Everyone couldn't help but twitch their noses and sniff hard.

"What is this doing? How can it be so fragrant? ”

Some patients saw that it was not their turn and were a little bored, so they began to chat.

"Do you smell it, it smells of chili peppers, but there's something else in there, I don't smell it."

"yes, yes, I smell it too, I really want to know what kind of food is being eaten?"

In fact, not only these patients, but even the guys in the store couldn't help but think about it.

Even Meng Huan can recognize that it is delicious, to what extent, and what kind of taste will it be.

In anticipation of this, everyone also stuffed one or two hawthorn pills into their mouths from time to time, so that they could quickly empty their stomachs.

In the entire store, the only one who may suffer the most is Meng Huan.

He can't eat spicy, so he is very sensitive to spicy, and this smell must have put a lot of chili peppers.

Okay, you Qi Ling, you have promised me not to make spicy food, but you still put so many chili peppers.

Sure enough, talking doesn't count!

While Meng Huan was treating the patient, he was thinking about how to clean up Qi Ling tonight.

As for Qi Ling himself, he didn't know that the shop in front of him had become slightly lively because of the aroma of this hot pot base.

She was cautiously looking at the pot at this time, and the oil in the peppers had begun to dye a little red, and it looked red.

This stir-frying process will take a long time, because only in this way can the flavor of the spice chili pepper be fully brought into play.

Qi Ling did not stay in front of the pot, but went to the courtyard and washed all the slippery lard on his hands with goat milk soap.

Then by the way, he washed a few big bones of the pork seller Rao with cold water, after all, this is still very useful.

Meng Huan said that he couldn't eat spicy food, and asked him to cook some non-spicy dishes.

That's why Qi Ling thought of using this mandarin duck pot to make spicy oil and bone soup on the other, so that no one would interfere with the other, and they could also taste different tastes, which could be regarded as meeting his requirements.

Now this big bone is going to be used to make bone broth in a while, and after Qi Ling washed it, he put it in a basin.

At this time, she hurriedly looked at the peppers in the pot, and the color of the oil had become redder at this time, and Qi Ling felt that it was almost okay.

She got up and added some rock sugar and a small half bottle of white wine, which could make the hot pot base more flavorful.

After adding everything, Qi Ling picked up the pot, poured all the red oil in it to the side of the mandarin duck pot, and covered the pot.

Suddenly, when Qi Ling smelled this fragrance, he felt greedy, and he couldn't wait to eat a hot pot at night.

After she washed the pot with plant ash, she poured most of the pot of cold water into it, and poured the cold water into the pot.

In this way, you don't have to worry about it, let it boil until the evening, and what comes out will naturally be a pot of rich and bright bone broth.

At this time, Gu Jinfeng, who was in the shop in front, saw that there was nothing to help himself, so he returned to the backyard as soon as he found time.

As soon as he came back, he saw Qi Ling squatting on the ground with his head down and killing fish.

She held a knife in her hand, gesturing on the left and gesturing on the right, as if she was wondering where to start, but she didn't dare to do it.

Gu Jinfeng chuckled lightly and spoke.

"I'll help you kill the fish!"

Hearing Gu Jinfeng's voice, Qi Ling nodded hurriedly as if he had met a savior, and handed him the knife in his hand.

"Okay, here you go, you kill it quickly!"

After Gu Jinfeng took it, he first smashed the fish the stone, stunned it, and then gently scraped off the scales with a knife.

Finally, the belly of the fish was cut open, the internal organs such as the fish intestines were removed, the blood stains inside were rinsed with water, and the fish was placed in a basin.

He was very skillful in this action, like flowing water, which made Qi Ling a little dazzled.

"This, this is the end of the killing?"

Seeing that Gu Jinfeng had solved the problem he had been embarrassed for a long time in less than a while, Qi Ling couldn't believe it.

Gu Jinfeng nodded and asked.

"What were you doing with that scent just now?"

He was in the shop in front of him just now, and naturally he smelled the fragrance, and he was a little hungry at this time.

Qi Ling listened and smiled, but his mouth did not let go at all.

"Haha, keep it secret, you'll know tonight, but I also made a bowl of oil residue, do you want to eat it?"

"Oil residue, yes, I haven't eaten it in years!"

Gu Jinfeng remembered that the last time he ate it was when his mother had not yet died.

Who would have thought that so many years have passed in the blink of an eye.