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Green rice is hard, yellowish-brown in color, and twice as large as ordinary rice, with an oval shape and almost roundness.

Gently grasp it with your hand, and you can smell the smell of salt and alkali in your hand when you pull it out.

Rinse three times with water, and take out a wide-mouthed crockpot that has never been used, about 40 centimeters high, with a slight clump in the middle.

Pour the green salt rice into a clay pot, add water for nine minutes, and sit on the stove.

The flames from the wood at the bottom of the pot licked the bottom of the jar gently, and the bottom of the jar was stirred from time to time with a long-handled wooden spoon to prevent the rice grains from being burned.

In less than ten minutes, the water in the pot gradually boils, and the heat conduction of the crockpot is very slow, but it is constant and lasting, which is the best choice for boiling porridge.

Lin Chou carefully skimmed off every trace of yellow-green foam with a wooden spoon, which is the "essence" of the saline-alkali taste of green rice.

After this step is repeated three times, there is no trace of foam in the crockpot, and the water in which the porridge is boiled gradually takes on a faint milky white color.

From time to time, grains of green rice emerge from the boiling soup, which are soaked in hot water until they are round and jade.

Between the collision between the rice grains and the clay pot, there is no longer a crisp sound of dingding, and the rice grains have softened at this time.

Green rice is unusually hard, but as long as the heat is up, it can make the best porridge, which is one of the reasons for the high price of green rice.

There are a lot of people holding a lot of circulation points in their hands and waiting to enjoy it.

The movement of the hand is non-stop, every time the spoon turns three times at the bottom of the can, gently lift the wrist, and the water flow driven by the spoon hidden at the bottom of the can is just enough to turn out a splash of water without foaming on the surface of the water.

"Brother Lin, what are you doing?" The mountain master touched into the back kitchen, casually pinched a fresh green onion leaf and stuffed it into his mouth, "Well, this thing is refreshing!" ”

Lin Chou looked funny, "Boiled porridge, green rice porridge... ”

"Hey, this is the one hundred and one catties of broken rice?" Huang Dashan leaned over and sniffed, "What's the smell!" ”

"Boiling porridge and porridge, it's all in one word, meditate, wait slowly, what's the hurry?"

"Brother Lin, your mentality is not right, it's better for young people to be a little angry, bow your head and rush to arch a way with your braincase!" Shanye glanced at the mountain a few times, "Shanye, let me tell you!" Where in the world can there be a threshold that cannot be crossed? Don't be hit so hard by an irrelevant woman! Look at it, Mingguang's millions of big girls to marry are waiting for you to spoil you, give up a dog's tail flower, and you still have a whole forest! ”

"Roll !!"

Lin Chou really wanted to even put the crockpot with soup and water on his face.

With a good attitude and a good artistic conception, you can't let me pretend to be forced quietly?

I grabbed two handfuls of wild vegetables by the well, washed them by the roots, soaked them with green salt to remove the water, put them on a plate, and sprinkled them with shallots.

The wild vegetables all over the ground are the most common dish in Mingguang, every household is accustomed to grabbing a handful of vegetables in the yard and serving them, under this climatic condition, all kinds of zero-order wild vegetables are simply countless, the streets and alleys behind the room, if you don't clean it up once in ten days and a half months, its root system can wear the wall into a honeycomb.

It's a pity that no matter how much this thing eats, it doesn't have the strength to fill its stomach.

Put the lid on the clay pot and boil it over a slight heat for an hour.

When the lid is opened, a unique fragrance of fresh rice comes to the face, and the green rice porridge is completed.

At this time, it reflects the wonderful use of the long-necked crockpot, long enough and tall enough, the upper and lower temperatures are layered, and half of the rice boiled out is complete, and half of it becomes flocculent rice paste, which is a qualified good porridge.

Serve five bowls and place them on the island, half of which is still in the crockpot.

"Let's try them all!" Lin Chou screamed and added, "The best green rice porridge is not free!" ”

"Brother Lin, you're picking it too!"

Lin Chou rolled his eyes, "No matter how small the mosquito's legs are, they are still meat!" If you don't belong to your family, how do you know that firewood and rice are expensive? Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back! ”

The mountain master was defeated and retreated, "Brother Lin, this mountain is served!" ”

Carrying a bowl of porridge to the side of the potted plant, Lin Chou was embarrassed, except for feeding the chickens and feeding the fences, he had never fed people.

Leng Han said quietly, "I'll come." ”

"Okay."

Zhao Ziyu squeezed his eyes at the mountain master, and began to say to the code, "See, that person is really my cousin?" ”

Shan Ye also sighed, "The first female tyrannosaurus in Mingguang Base City is going to feed others?" ”

Chickens and ducks speak.

Leng Han gently stirred the rice porridge with a porcelain spoon, the heat and fragrance accelerated the volatilization, each grain of rice looked full and plump to the extreme, it had been boiled like a flower, and the center of the rice showed a slight cyan, like a pearl containing jade, and I wanted to be a real flower stamen.

You don't have to taste it to know how fragrant and smooth this porridge should be.

"Boom."

Leng Han couldn't help but swallow his saliva, this porridge ... So tempting ...

Zhao Ziyu looked away and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, "Brother Sorrow, I want a bowl of this porridge!" ”

The mountain master had already held a bowl of the boss and drank it in a hurry, smacking his lips while drinking, "No, I have drunk porridge boiled with green rice, it's not this taste, it's just an ordinary ingredient that is not even a zero order, why is it so fragrant... How can it be so fragrant? ”

Zhao Ziyu said as he ran to the kitchen, "Yes, yes, I drank it every day when I was a child... It's not like that! ”

Swish.

Lin Chou suddenly realized, no wonder the black-hearted system was another task, and it turned out that the problem appeared here.

The black-hearted system itself prohibits the use of unequaled ingredients as the main raw material to make food, but judging from the rules of a certain system that triggers tasks many times, it is based on the opinions and needs of customers, and even simply plays a lot of advances; When there is a conflict between the two, Lin Chou is the one-way gas bag in the middle, allowing the black-hearted system to pinch and rub the circle.

Nima, from now on, she will be in danger of becoming disabled once a month!

"Brother Worried? Brother Sorrow!! ”

"Uh, what's the matter?"

Zhao Ziyu said pitifully, "The remaining half can, I can pack it and take it away, you know, I have a very old, very old grandfather at home, the grade is very old, the teeth are not good, the appetite is not good, this porridge I want .... ”

Dear Young Master Ziyu, do you want to talk about the old Zhao who carried their boss back in front of hundreds of thousands of tyrannical wolves in the reckless wilderness?

The mountain master shrugged his shoulders and pointed to the side, "Ziyu, don't pretend to be pitiful, ... ”

Leng Han was holding a medium-sized bowl in his hand, drinking porridge spoonful by spoonful, not in a hurry, while Zuo Chen was holding the jar and throwing the last bit of rice into his big bowl.

Lin Chou suddenly remembered, walked into the kitchen and brought out a stack of green vegetables, "Oh, salted wild vegetables, I forgot to bring them, porridge costs money, this is free!" ”

Zhao Ziyu wailed, "Why! ”

Leng Han's expression was indifferent, "I paid for the whole pot of porridge, you didn't have to be polite for that bowl just now." ”