Volume 1 Juvenile Chronicles The Wind Rises in Yangcheng Chapter 226 Southern Xinjiang on the Tip of the Tongue

Nothing was said all night.

When the light of the morning sun slowly fell on the ground, the wisps of dead air in the air were also dispelled by the sun, producing wisps of black smoke rising upward.

There is a feeling of waking up in the morning and the smoke of the village cooking.

The smoke curls, the wisps of cooking smoke, the dawn has climbed the hillside, its own faint brilliance, the morning dew slowly dissipates under the illumination of the sun, and turns into a flavor with heavy moisture in the air.

Su Yang stood on the roof of the house, watching the thick black gas in the distance disappear into the sky, and the strange laughter and singing also disappeared.

The middle-aged uncle didn't stop them from going, this is the freedom of Su Yang and the others, the land of southern Xinjiang was originally a place where life was trained, some people could be transformed here, and some people had no bones.

Nature's wonderful rules of evolution have made this a genetic screener, leaving behind people who can get good opportunities and grow quickly.

I don't know when the town is also smoking, in the sky of this huge town, it is a little lonely, but it is such a wisp of cooking smoke that declares that mankind has never given up this piece of land in southern Xinjiang, and that if it is occupied, human beings will one day take it back.

Su Yang jumped down from the roof, and the middle-aged uncle below had already prepared food, and there were a lot of wild animals in this southern Xinjiang, and these animals were edible after special treatment.

Moreover, the meat is delicious, and the energy is more abundant than that of ordinary beasts.

"Yo fatty, wake up?!!" Su Yang smiled.

After a night's rest, Zhou Mingxuan's mental state has recovered a lot, and his magic energy is also full, and the timely appearance of the middle-aged uncle can be regarded as saving his life.

Except for the fact that the face is a little pale, there is basically no big difference.

The firewood, the lit fire, the cauldron propped up, the boiling hot water, the red wild boar, three or five people gathered together, simple but like a warm family.

Once upon a time, Su Yang also wanted to live an ordinary life like this, but from the moment Yang City was destroyed, his life was destined to be impossible again.

The face of the world is constantly appearing in front of his eyes, and the burden on his body is getting heavier and heavier.

"Come on, let you little dolls taste my craft, I've been doing this braised wild boar for most of my life, I guarantee you will like it." The middle-aged uncle laughed.

Wild boar meat is blanched at high temperatures, and the hair and skin on the surface are removed, leaving only a thin elastic skin and a firm lean flesh inside.

The wild boar here has to run or something often, so there is basically no fat left, and the fat is very elastic and firm.

After being blanched at high temperature, the wild boar meat is then sliced with a knife and cut along the pattern on the meat, which can ensure that the meat is connected to the greatest extent and will not be scattered in the subsequent marinating.

Sprinkle the seasoning developed by the middle-aged uncle himself, put it in a basin of water to marinate, with the help of water magic, the pickling process can be greatly simplified.

In the process of pickling, the middle-aged uncle also began to prepare other ingredients and side dishes, it is difficult to find wild rice here, but it is possible to find wild wheat.

Every time he picks, the uncle will be very careful not to pull out the roots, so that he can continue to pick for a long time.

The wheat is processed and prepared to make noodles, and the uncle's noodles are basically freshly made, which ensures the best taste of the ingredients.

Condiments such as oil and salt, the uncle will basically return to the city to replenish, it is difficult to find relevant substitutes in the wild, configure the seasoning, and then the next thing is to boil the oil.

The beating oil and the green onions that followed soon burst into their own unique fragrance, lingering in the nose, making people wake up in the morning and not wake up in the morning.

Oyster sauce, soy sauce, and all kinds of condiments are condensed into this bowl of black and red sauce, which is the sauce for mixing the sauce and meat, and is the soul of everything for today's breakfast.

The marinated meat soon exploded with a burst of aroma, not the aroma wrapped in many sauces, but a natural fragrance surrounded by the fragrance of wild grass.

After half an hour of marinating, the pork has turned crimson, and there are still some traces of star grass falling on the surface.

The uncle took out the pork, put it on the cutting board, and began to beat it vigorously with both hands.

When first placed in the marinating pot, the elastic skin at the bottom of the meat was joined together, and after the uncle patted it, the skin also naturally separated, and some of the excess fat was squeezed out by the way.

Su Yang was dazzled, and the uncle's hand slapping the pork was very fast.

"I don't know whether to say it or not. Su Yang said to Murong Fengxiang.

Murong Fengxiang looked at Su Yang's eyes and immediately understood, and said with a smile: "Uncle is alone in this kind of place all the year round, and everything that can be understood is practiced. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, both understanding what the other meant.

The excess fat on the pork body was slapped down, the uncle slapped the cutting board heavily, the pork flew into the air, the uncle's other hand quickly took the prepared seasoning, sprinkled it evenly, and then the magic of the light system was released, which directly let these seasonings enter the meat of the pork.

The pork, which started out crimson, quickly became shiny and shiny, with a layer of bright red chili oil-like skin.

The pork returned to the cutting board, and the knife in the uncle's hand began to slice it, and on the other side, the noodles were also cooked, and the strong smell of wheat wafted out of the pot, making Su Yang's stomach begin to protest seriously.

Seven bowls were laid out, each of which was very large, more like a basin.

The noodles are blanched, and the collision of cold water and hot noodles makes the noodles more chewy, with a little bit of soup made of big bones. The marinated wild boar is evenly distributed in each bowl and the special sauce is topped.

As soon as the bone broth is hot, a bowl of fragrant pork and bone soup noodles with sauce is complete.

The uncle looked at the direct eyes of Su Yang and the others, and said with a smile: "Eat it, children, your uncle and my skills are not comparable to those noodle restaurants outside." ”

Su Yang and the others looked at the big bowl in their hands with oily eyes, and first took a sip of soup gently. Although the noodle soup looks a little ruddy, the taste is very fragrant and does not have a strong spicy taste.

On the contrary, the spicy taste is more like it is absorbed by the aroma.

The noodles are very chewy, and the strong wheat aroma and the aroma of the soup are fused together, and the fusion bursts out with a more mellow taste, and my taste buds are suddenly saliva secreting frantically.

There is a lot of pork in sauce, and the uncle also took into account that Su Yang and the others were growing their bodies, and the bowl of pork was full of pork.

Compared with the mellow flavor of the soup, the flavor of pork is heavier, and the aroma and spiciness, the heat released and the stimulation that goes straight to the taste buds are even more appetizing.

If noodles and soup are meant to give people a taste palatable, then pork in sauce exists to open up the taste buds of people who don't have a good appetite.

Su Yang was about to burst into tears, he didn't expect that the best meal he had ever eaten would be in a place like Southern Xinjiang.

The middle-aged uncle quietly picked up his bowl and ate very quietly, and from time to time he would watch Su Yang and the others eat, revealing a flat smile. Su Yang inadvertently looked up, and always felt that the uncle had a very heavy sadness hidden in his heart.

Although some people are crying on their faces, their hearts do not shed tears, and some people have smiles on their faces, but they can always feel the heavy sadness of the other party.

Su Yang didn't want to explore the story behind the uncle, but this person was recorded in his heart.

Even though the bowl was very large, in the case of a wide opening of the sense of taste, Su Yang and the others still solved a large bowl of noodles and sauce meat in their hands very quickly.

The belly was held high and the hands felt full of strength.

Although they were very reluctant to give up their uncle, Su Yang and the others also wanted to complete their tasks quickly, and the danger of the land in southern Xinjiang had changed qualitatively in their eyes.

They don't want to die young in this southern land.

The uncle was also reluctant to Su Yang and the others, but he also sent them away quietly, his eyes were very calm from beginning to end, but this time his smile was not bitter.

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"Seriously, it would be nice if my uncle could go to our family with me, this strength, this character, this cooking, I think my old man will like him very much. Murong Fengxiang said with a look of pity.

Zhou Mingxuan pursed his lips and said, "You want to eat other people's food every day, the Murong family seems to be a family that makes insect food." ”

Like the Feng family, the people within the family all need to eat some special insects to maintain their cultivation of the poison and curse systems, although Murong Fengxiang has not awakened these systems, but sometimes he is also required to eat these things.

It's just torturous!!

The dawn had slowly faded, and the sun began to shine with its own blazing radiance, bringing warmth and light to the world. But the road ahead is still dead, and even the sun can't dispel it.

The spirits of the dead and the spirits of the dead float in the air, like lonely ghosts who live in no fixed place.

The environment here is even darker, lifeless, and the cries of the undead surround here, stinging the ears of Su Yang and the others like a stereo.

The abyss cried, the forest was constantly dancing, the frenzied wind and waves were mixed with dead air and dark matter, and the pleasure of Su Yang and the others after tasting the perfect food was also washed away.

The cold and danger reappeared from the depths of the heart, and this time it was much more dangerous than in the first forest.

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