Generally speaking, there are two kinds of oil used in fried rice, lard and coriander oil to add color.

For example, egg fried rice can be fried with rapeseed oil to achieve that golden and dazzling brilliant color.

But when Lin Chou took out the third oil, Wu Ke was a little unbearable.

"Brother Chou, are you preparing oil-soaked rice..."

Lin Chou sighed.

The third type of oil is collected when the hazelnut chicken is just roasted, not much, no more than half a tael.

These orange chicken fats have a slight barbecue flavor, the smell is divergent, coupled with the fresh aroma of the chicken fat itself, it is conceivable that it is not only used for fried rice, I am afraid that the taste of any stir-fried vegetables will not be bad.

Two words: exquisite.

However, it is difficult for people to imagine that Bazhen fried rice was actually not originally named "Bazhen", which sounds extremely extravagant, and not many people even know about this fried rice, only in some areas of northern China where there are many relics, it has a little fame, but it is almost a street snack and does not enter the elegant hall.

Lin Chou clapped his hands, and suddenly said dumbfounded,

"Ahh I forgot about an important seasoning..."

Bazhen fried rice is made of light and exquisite ingredients, and in the first era of its appearance, it was cooked by light dried seafood transported from the south and mountain and forest treasures collected from the north for self-use, but in fact, its taste is mainly to take care of the Jin and Manchu people, so that Lin Chou himself subconsciously ignored some important seasonings.

- Bazhen fried rice is actually spicy!

And this spicy taste is not usually the spicy taste of chili peppers that modern people can accept, and the source of its spiciness, which is almost completely out of the big stage of the Chinese kitchen, is mugwort oil.

"Compendium of Materia Medica" notes: "Dogwood, the taste is pungent and bitter, the Turen (here "Turen" refers to the area of Sichuan and Hubei) is picked in August, pounded and filtered to extract the juice, stirred into lime, the name is mugwort oil, also called spicy rice oil, the taste is spicy, and it is used in food. ”

Yes, that's right, mugwort oil is indeed made from dogwood.

"Qi Min Yaoshu" notes: "Eat dogwood, plant it in February and March, and it is appropriate to go to the high and dry place of the city embankment, wait for the real opening and collect it, hang it on the wall of the house, let the shade dry, do not make it smoked, the smoke is bitter but not bitter, and when you use it, you can use it to go to the sunspots, and the meat sauce and fish are cheap." ”

In China's thousands of years of history, dogwood has played a very important role in spicy fragrance, and is the main source of "spicy" among the six flavors.

However, because the dogwood is mostly wild, it is not easy to pick, and the processing process is more complicated, after the pepper was introduced from the Americas to China and gradually evolved from an ornamental plant to a condiment, the dogwood gradually disappeared from people's sight.

The fragrance of dogwood is very special, with a strong spicy aroma, which can be used as a flavor for both the leaves and the fruit.

This thing is also called the red thorn (green onion), and the branches are distributed with milky spikes, and even birds dare not perch on it, so it is called "birds do not tread".

As soon as he heard that Lin Chou was going to find Zhu Yu to do something, Wu Ke was so full of energy that he muttered - the last time Lin Moumou said this, Sikong Gongzi was almost depressed to death by mountain pepper oil, and he still hasn't come out of the psychological shadow.

Dogwood, the chili oil made by listening to this name is definitely not a gentle master~

Brother dare to ask you have ever heard a poem - one less person in the dogwood!!

If you say this, you say that you are panicked or not? Just ask if you're afraid?

"If the undergraduate didn't understand it wrong, this is simply the ancient version of the death on the spot," Wu Ke's thinking couldn't help but be empty for a while, "Mountain pepper oil is awesome, why don't you write a poem about it... It's still ruthless to say that... It's a prodigal... No... Actually, I mean... Wolf fire..."

The red thorn onion is not rare at all, Mingguang has such a warm climate, right, the four seasons are like three dogs~!

It's the most normal thing to grow a dogwood or something, what trees, grasses, and shrubs are not in the ancestral mountain, only you can't think of it, you can't see it, okay.

A few people watched Lin Chou pick the leaves and small fruits of green and red from a certain red tree full of spikes and thorns, put them in a wooden mortar, and sprinkled some suspicious white powder into it from time to time, and they couldn't help but panic in their hearts-

What the hell is this just fried rice, let's panic and tick B?

After a short while, Lin Chou came back happily, with a small bowl in his hand containing a clear anointment oil that could barely see the color,

"Smell it, it's still quite fragrant."

This is processed with a hot air box for time, and it certainly does not have the aroma of mugwort oil that comes out of cold pressing and a lot of time, but it is enough to use at this time.

Wu Ke gritted his teeth and said with difficulty,

"Well, it's really fragrant, it should... It's a good match for the triple soup..."

Lin Chou paused for a moment, and said suspiciously,

"It seems that you have some thoughts about this mugwort oil!"

Lin Chou sniffed the smell of mugwort oil very seriously and carefully,

"It looks like this smell... Seems worth a try..."

"But the current mugwort oil is still too rough and rudimentary, maybe it can be refined a little more another day..."

Wu Ke slapped his face.

Thinking that Sikong Gongzi had a hot flush and became ill again one day, he had to come here to drink Sanhe soup, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that in addition to mountain pepper oil, Lin Chou had found a new taste of abusing him.

"Shhhhh

I'm afraid that he, Wu Ke, is really all over the dogwood, and there is one less person.

Lin Chou obviously saw what Wu Ke was thinking, and his expression was very happy.

Heat the lard in a pan, then pour it out and heat the rapeseed oil.

Rapeseed oil is good, whether it is the color of the oil or the taste, the fly in the ointment is that the smoke is choking.

Sauté the diced ham until it changes color, then add the dried shallots and green rice.

No matter what kind of fried rice, it must be inseparable from the word fried, and a good pot of rice can be fried when the heat is in place.

As long as the rice begins to emit a burnt aroma, it is put into the pot and seasoned a little according to the difficulty of ripening the side dishes to ensure the crispness of the vegetables.

Drizzle a little deer blood before it comes out of the pan, and when the rice is steaming hot and fragrant again, you're done.

Su Yourong: "It's over?" ”

Lin Chou shook his head diligently, and he was very serious.

Quickly took a jar, which was filled with yellow and clear old hen soup, and there was a faint skeleton of a hazelnut chicken.

Touching the body of the can, Lin Chou said to himself,

"Well, between seventy-five and eighty degrees, it's just the right time."

After taking a few small quail eggs and beating them, adding chicken fat and mugwort oil and stirring them into the old hen soup, a bowl of egg wash instantly turned into a golden, thick red sauce and tap thicker soup.

"Wow~"

Wu Ke felt that this trick was a bit powerful, and he would definitely be able to learn it.

Lin Chou said,

"The final sauce of the famous dish Bazhen Deer Blood Cake is made of the broth made of those several kinds of lightly dried seafood and the egg wash of the old hen soup, which is completely the same."

Lin Chou found a few flat bottom plates, put a thin layer of prepared thick soup on each plate, and then used a bowl to serve fried rice, slightly compacted and upside down on the plate, and then removed the bowl.

"Yourong can help me sprinkle each plate of fried rice with a little chopped green onion and minced water celery."

"Okay~"

The thick golden sauce, the deep purple fried rice, the sparkling green onion and celery, everything on the plate is like the sunset of the afterglow veins immersed in the golden clouds.

Well, this plate of fried rice by the campfire suddenly looked a little grand.

If you didn't consider the basic composition of this dish, Wu Ke would have thrown off his cheeks by now, but there is deer blood and mugwort oil in it...

"It's really embarrassing to be alone~"

The big-breasted sister snatched Wu Ke's plate of fried rice,

"Don't eat it if you're embarrassed, Lord Blood God just doesn't have enough to eat."

Wu Ke hurriedly grabbed back,

"Don't mind, don't mind, just roll and sing the taste, if it is enough for the old man to eat, how much rice will have to be fried."

Rolling whined twice, shaking his legs with disdain.

Wu Ke: "??? ”

What was it talking about, why I felt the way I was despised.

Lin Chou said,

"Rolling means that it is nothing compared to the one hanging on the sky to worship the sky, not by the size of the hero, it admires yingyingying very much."

Wu Ke scratched his head,

"Uh... Or... Serve a bowl to the big guy of Snow Dumplings too? ”

Su Yourong nodded again and again,

"Yes, yes, yes, thanks to the snowman, I can build a snowman with the rolling adults these days!"

Lin Chou thought about it,

"Forget it, Lao Zhao and Uncle Warlock are both in front, our fried rice is not enough for internal distribution."

Several people suddenly stopped talking.

Thinking about the fact that the members present today are in a hurry, it seems that the number one big stomach king of Mingguang seems to have gathered in Yanhui Mountain unconsciously.

Wu Ke: "Haha, eat, eat!" ”

The rice is snatched fragrant, and Wu Ke is also a bold one, without raising his head or opening his eyes, he has already pulled it into his mouth after snoring a mouthful of rice.

"Huh... uh..."

Surprisingly, the first thing that came to his tongue was not the taste of various spices, sauces or seafood, but the blood of deer.

Wu Ke didn't know how to describe the taste of deer blood, and searched his intestines for a long time, he thought that the taste of deer blood was actually very similar to the feeling of steamed pure chicken blood being fried in a large iron pot, and it was more similar to deer heart meat, very fragrant and strong, but there was absolutely no wild and mean fishy smell.

Wu Ke licked his lips,

"The smell of this blood is a bit fragrant, I never thought that deer blood tasted like this."

The rest of the people nodded.

Lin Chou didn't think so,

"There's still some deer blood left in that basin, why don't you taste it again?"

didn't save Wu Ke at all - after so many procedures, the true taste that can be left is actually very small.

If it weren't for the addition of some raw deer blood in the end, Wu Ke probably wouldn't have been able to taste the taste of deer blood at all.

Wu Ke was still wondering what the deer blood tasted like, and the domineering fragrance of dogwood mugwort oil had already begun to attack.

The corners of his mouth are a little wooden, his lips are a little numb, but his tongue feels a slight cool breeze, and his whole face begins to heat up.

"Damn... What kind of spicy is this... It's also weird..."

Wu Ke continued to chew, the special aroma of rice and deer blood and the fresh fragrance of various seafood bloomed in the mouth at the same time, and the colorful taste that was already integrated was like opening a private party in the mouth, the meat and vegetables were soft and crispy, and the enthusiasm in it could infect everything.

Especially when the tip of the tongue touches the rice grains dipped in the thick soup at the bottom of the plate,

"Wow..."

Wu Ke's eyes are full of light, and they are bright,

"It doesn't make sense, hey!"

"This fried rice is so delicious that I don't have any friends!"

"Why doesn't it glow, such a delicious egg fried rice should glow, okay? If you eat it, you have to add a popping shirt special effect*10086! ”

Lin Chou looked at him faintly,

"Don't beep, your exaggerated expression is so angry that everyone is angry."

Su Yourong said mercilessly with disdain,

"Wet Tiger didn't want to take your money, it's too fake!"

Wu Ke immediately lowered his head and ate silently, as if nothing had happened just now.

In a second, a normal person can probably bring rice from the bowl to his mouth, and if he moves quickly, he can chew it.

And rolling, Lin Chou only heard a few "clicks", and the rolling adults had already begun to dance.

Left twist, right twist.

Right twist, left twist.

Tiger and tiger are majestic.

This is the royal way for adults to express their satisfaction with food, even if they give others a million circulation points, they can't imitate it.

- Emmm, if you can still make this kind of soft movement with a huge body made of six spheres, and still think about that little million?

The big-breasted sister took off most of the rice on the plate a few times, stretched out her hand, and muttered to Yourong,

"Hmm... Yourong peeled me a clove of garlic, thank you. ”

"Oh..."

The big-breasted sister Mali results in garlic cloves,

"Click~"

After a few more bites of rice, fine sweat immediately appeared on his forehead.

Lin Chou asked with a smile,

"How's it going, is it delicious?"

The big-breasted sister nodded, and said to her boss very sincerely,

"Boss, this is the best thing I've ever eaten you've ever made!"

Lin Chou: "......"

It's not Ben Shuai, but I've made so many dishes! Are you praising me or scolding me?

Lin Chou hadn't eaten the rice on his plate yet, and it suddenly went dark in front of him, and he couldn't see anything.

“？？？”

I knocked... This rice... There won't be any hellish side effects...

Good for a long time,

"Damn, black screen?"

The system makes the subtitles flashy,

"Drop, the energy reserve of this system is about to run out, and the technical error is still within the scope of understandability, please don't beep the host, thank you."

Lin Chou: "! ”

This slot is handsome for you first, pick up the car and roll, thank you.

"Drop, congratulations to the host for making the approved dish Bazhen Fried Rice (uncompleted version)."

"Due to the limitation of basic ingredients, this dish is an unfinished version, and [Buryat Bun] has already occupied the quota of unfinished dishes, so this dish will not add additional attribute skills to the system for the time being.

Skills: Jade broken tiles, rabbits and foxes are sad.

Effects: Unknown, Unknown. ”

"I hope that the host will make persistent efforts to supplement the production method of this dish with more reasonable and recognized raw materials, and the system will reward you at that time..."

System: "it... Why is the screen black again... Said..."

After the sound of the system shutting down, Lin Chou almost fell to the ground.

Boss Lin scolded regardless of his image, and his voice was loud,

"Am I pretty, you're black from beginning to end, okay... Hiss... My head is so dizzy..."

The flash subtitles made by the dog beep system are really exciting.

Lin Chou felt as if his brain was boiling, bubbling and bubbling.