Lin Chou put the pork net fat chopped into small dices into the hot pot,

"Ahhh~"

As soon as the large cast-iron pot heated to the scorching face by the red charcoal fire and the pork net oil Fu met, there was curling green smoke rising and oil stars bursting.

Lard net oil is also called "flower oil", it is actually the mesentery of pigs, the fat accumulated in the omentum of the pig's abdomen into a network of oil, a pig's stomach is only a few taels, the oil yield is not high, but it is more mellow and fragrant than the lard boiled out of lard.

Just like a simple bowl of lard bibimbap, what others make is more fragrant and delicious than yours, it is likely that it is not a problem of craftsmanship, but the wrong oil.

The oil film boiled to the net oil is brown and crispy, so as not to paste the pot.

Animal oils and fats have a special aroma that vegetable oil does not have, and those who understand it will naturally understand, and sometimes the role of animal fat is not replaced by other oils, such as this pot of oily rice.

Lin Chou used the net oil of two black mountain wild boars to boil out a large bottle of flower oil, which was about 2.5 liters.

The rest is put out and preserved, with the remaining flower oil and oil temperature in the pot, the pork cubes cut from the pork belly are stir-fried, and then the fire is boiled when the surface is elastic and tough, and then the fire square meat dice, maitake dice, carrot dice, white radish dice, boneless and skinned chicken dice, green broad beans and so on more than a dozen raw materials are fried in oil for a while, and then they are served.

Leng Han was a little moved by the fragrance of the fire party,

"Huh? It's out, where did you put the rice? ”

Just now she saw Lin Chou rubbing rice with oil, and then a pot of rice disappeared without paying attention.

Lin Chou took out the green rice that had been "dried" for forty-eight hours from the hot air box,

"Isn't it here?"

The green rice has been scrubbed and dried, and the faint greenness seems to be leaked out from the rice core, which is very moving, and the surface of each grain of rice seems to be covered with a layer of shallow oil, which makes the rice grains smooth and transparent, and full of texture.

Lin Chou found tongs, carefully sorted out the charcoal in the stove, and took out the excess red charcoal, so that the heat transmitted from the stove to the large cast iron pot remained gentle and even.

The green rice was put into the pot, and Lin Chou waved the big spoon to push and stir-fry unhurriedly.

When frying rice, we should pay special attention to the heat, because the rice grains will easily bloom into rice flowers or even melt off, and if a grain of rice is boiled off, it can be said that the whole pot of fried rice will be dyed with a simmering taste, which is the so-called "smoke".

The time to fry rice is about 20~25 minutes, during which you need to keep turning, it is best to push the rice from one direction of the pot to the other, and so on, to ensure that each grain of rice can be fried evenly and appropriately, until the surface of the rice grain is slightly smoky and yellow, expanding to 1.5 times the original size without forming cracks.

The green rice, which has been washed with water and oil, and then dried, is very fragrant and fragrant after being fried.

Especially when the fried caramelized rice grains are washed away by the warm chicken broth, the hot aroma of the rice is completely combined with the warm, moist chicken broth, and the taste is simply unforgettable.

Lin Chou said while spreading the fried raw materials on the rice,

"Actually, I prefer fish soup, emmm, but I forgot to prepare it in advance."

Leng Han guessed,

"So do you want to use Hehua fish, no one here will have the luxury of raising fish in the green rice fields, it is said to hurt the roots."

Lin Chou is also smiling,

"Actually, it's not a root injury, the paddy field where green rice is planted is not very far away from the green salt field, and the salt in the paddy field is a little sufficient, which is not suitable for raising grass fish, after all, carp and crucian carp are freshwater fish."

Lin Chou said and covered the pot,

"The chicken broth is fresh enough, but not thick enough, and if I think so, it's better to add it to the soup made from fried loaches or eel."

"Let's go, come with me to kill a chicken."

Leng Han simply agreed, "Okay! ”

More than half an hour later, Leng Han re-entered the kitchen with a white-striped chicken that had lost its hair and had its stomach removed, while Lin Chou dragged a large handful of wild grass with purple inflorescences.

Leng Han regretted it, and the expression on his face was very bad.

Lin Moumou's so-called "killing chickens" is not as simple as it sounds.

This is to make Lieutenant General Leng open a total of 7 wounds of different sizes on the chicken feet, outside the legs, under the wings, and neck of a poor little hen, and then make the chicken run crazy until there is no blood left, and finally he chopped the poor chicken's head with a knife, so that the whole chicken is wet and bloody, and its performance can be called "heroic" and "heroic" in terms of just the ingredients.

Qing Yuan Mei said in "Suiyuan Food List": Take the chicken that has not laid eggs to kill it, do not see the water, take out the belly, stuff the astragalus one or two, put the chopsticks in the pot and steam it, seal it on all sides, take it out when cooked, the marinade is thick and fresh, and it can cure weakness.

Yuan Mei also said: Steamed chickens are used for chicks, stewed chickens are used for geldings, and old chickens are used for juice; Chickens are tender with females, ducks are fat with males...

Bah, fuck your uncle's duck!

So what Lin Chou wants to do is astragalus steamed chicken, an ancient recipe.

"No water" is more difficult to figure out than the literal meaning, killing chickens without seeing water means that you can't scald your hair with water, you can't wash off blood with water, and so on.

After all aspects are restricted, you can almost only make a fuss about killing chickens.

Exercise more, put the blood clean, so that there will be no blood stasis in the chicken's stomach, and the whole process should not last too long, otherwise the chicken will be tight and pantothenic.

In short, very skillful.

Lin Chou removed the stems and leaves of the "weeds" in his hand, and only left the roots to wash and set aside.

This kind of wild grass with small purple flowers is actually a kind of astragalus, about a kind of "lilac astragalus" that can be seen everywhere in the fields of Heilongjiang before the cataclysm, perennial and particularly cold-hardy, more wild vegetables than wild vegetables, very inconspicuous little things.

This kind of astragalus rhizome is slender, revealing a gentle and weak strand, almost belonging to the model of not growing much.

Lin Chou liked their thickest fresh roots, which were no thicker than chopsticks, and felt that they tasted much better than the medicinal astragalus root slices that still had the thickness of a finger after drying.

After scraping and washing them with bamboo slices a little, Lin Chou stuffed them into the belly of the chicken, found a little pepper and sprinkled it on the chicken, and rubbed and massaged it repeatedly.

The next thing is naturally steaming, filling the cauldron with water, putting a soup pot on the water, setting up a small cage made of bamboo chips on the pot, and then putting chickens on the cage.

Leng Han opened his mouth,

"It's troublesome..."

Lin Chou shrugged and said,

"You don't get tired of eating, some things are just worth the 'trouble', and besides, at most, it's just a little troublesome to deal with."

After tossing these, the oily rice simmered in the pot was already fragrant, and Leng Han glanced at it more than a dozen times in one minute.

Lin Chou found fresh lotus leaves,

"The oily rice is not yet ready, it must be wrapped in a fist-sized rice ball in the lotus leaves, and the lotus leaves are scalded to taste the best."

Leng Han pouted.

Lin Chou smiled again,

"Wait, go out and sit for a while, the chicken soup is steamed."

When Lin Chou and Leng Han went out, they heard Zhao Erye, who was sitting in the willow pavilion, scream in a daze, and his hazy eyes instantly sobered up a lot.

"Kid?"

"What kid?!"

A group of undisciplined guys didn't care about the feelings of Zhao Erye, who was already drunk and confused, and complained frantically,

"It's good to have a boy, tsk, if you give birth to a girl... Even if it's a little bit like Sister Xingxing... Think about it..."

Everyone gasped one after another, almost pumping Yan Huishan into a vacuum.

"Iniquity..."

"Terrifying!"

"What, don't they all say that girls are like fathers, they don't necessarily really make a small star sister, right?"

What does Sister Xingxing look like?

The tiger is running on the waist and shoulders, a hairy face is extremely fierce, and he opens his mouth to be "Lao Tzu", and he is afraid that he will directly draw a knife and harden it, just thinking about it, he feels that the shadow area in his heart is huge.

Second Master Zhao's face was glued to the table, and he spat bubbles on the wine he had sprinkled, and he shouted with a frightened expression,

"Don't..."

"Lao Tzu doesn't want Lao Tzu's baby to look like that... Zhao Lao is afraid that he will directly pinch his grandson to death..."

"Am I pretty... What did Lao Tzu do wrong..."

Huang Dashan couldn't even look at it, staring at the bull's eye and scanning this group of bad goods,

"Get out~!"

Shan Ye comforted Second Master Zhao very carefully,

"Hey, second master, you can marry with confidence, let me tell you, before the cataclysm, there were civil studies that showed that the more fragile the life, the stronger the reproductive ability, because only by constantly expanding the number of populations can the possibility of genocide be avoided anytime and anywhere, and the longer the lifespan, the stronger the individual strength of the organism will probably be limited in its reproductive ability."

"According to them, if powerful, long-lived creatures still have super reproductive ability, natural resources will probably be quickly depleted, which is not in line with the laws of nature or can also be said to be unwilling to see some 'great will'."

"So, with your Zhao family's strong bloodline and famous longevity, and you and Sister Xingxing are both in the fifth order directly, and you want to have a child, hehe, I'm afraid it's even more difficult than winning the lottery."

The words made everyone suspicious, not to mention, who was present didn't know how difficult it was for the evolutionary to drum up a few bloodline descendants, and the higher the rank, the more so.

A typical example is the fat man Wei Tianxing, the fat man is middle-aged and has a daughter, and it is almost a baby to the sky...

Second Master Zhao took his face off the table full of happy water and wine from the fat house, and said inarticulately,

"Nonsense! You... Take a look at our Zhao family... The family is a big business, and the branches are luxuriant... There are so many brothers and sisters... Father... Lao Tzu himself can't even count how many people there are... Still... And there are no brothers and sisters who are left behind..."

Huang Dashan's face is strange,

"Then have you counted how many nameless little aunts your old man has found for you..."

Everyone laughed at Zhao Lao on the spot, which was famous.

Zhao Er frowned and thought, he didn't know what to mumble in his mouth, and it took a long time to breathe a sigh of relief,

"! You're right, surnamed Huang! ”

After speaking, it was as if he had completed a great undertaking, and he fell on the table again, unconscious.

The corners of Lin Chou's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he scolded,

"Fuck Huang Dashan, you guys can't change someone to toss, don't your conscience hurt if you always talk about Second Master Zhao?"

"My conscience doesn't hurt at all," Huang Dashan sniffed hard, "I smell the fragrance, what delicious food did you secretly make for our lieutenant general Leng again?" ”

"Get out! It's not your share! ”

"Shocked! I can't imagine that you, Boss Lin, are such a forgetful grave egg... It's me Huang who is blind and sees the wrong person..."

"Grass, have you been to the Shock Department for further study?"

"Don't try to change the subject, what the hell is delicious!"

"Hehe~"

"Emani Ma Ma Deflated~"

"Dirty! Dirty! ”

"Ge Laozi, do you understand this, and Bilian said that your grandfather Dashan is dirty and dirty? You've just been peeled off the pancake solder, haven't you? Crispy and crispy! ”

The two of you have been back and forth for a long time.

Afterwards, Huang Dashan sighed with a sigh on his last face,

"Twice cool! Lin Zi's trip for ten years is not in vain~"

Lin Chou said a little distractedly,

"Well, after scolding you, I feel like the whole person is alive, fresh and vivid, and jumping around."

Huang Dashan glanced at him,

"Master Shan, I haven't exerted my four successes yet, you kid is far behind."

Lin Chou sneered,

"I'm thirty percent."

"it, come on, hurt each other!" Of course, Huang Dashan was not very convinced.

"I've been saving up my spit value for ten years, do you want to try it..."

Bai Qiongshou covered his face in pain, God knows why everyone is so cooperative with Huang Dashan today, especially Lin Chou.

A few people next to him beeped quietly,

"Tacit cooperation, seamless."

"Rejoice in the enemy, childhood sweetheart."

"Do you think that the mountain master is becoming more and more like a proprietor..."

"I'm afraid this thing is not to rob Lieutenant General Leng of his job!"

"How do you speak, how can you say that you are stealing a job, at most it is digging the foot of the wall, besides, there are goalkeepers who don't let people score?"

"Tsk, the tone of the mountain master is honey and resentful, the resentful woman is the mountain master~"

"Blind beep, your speculation is groundless and unreasonable, if I were Boss Lin... I raised my hands and feet to choose a white amateur... This is a world of Yan dogs, who the hell would choose an ugly beep + bald head as a wife..."

"Upstairs +1"

"What you said upstairs makes a lot of sense."

"Makes sense, it's a physical reason or a girlfriend's reason?"

"It's very boring for you to chat like this, it's biased, what's wrong with your girlfriend, your girlfriend is also reasonable! It's just that her reasoning and yours are not the same reasoning! ”

Bai Qiongshou's heart has collapsed: Holding the grass Nima, as long as Huang Moumou appears in the place where the painting style should be so distorted, right? ?

Lin Chou glanced at the time with a smile, and said to Leng Han,

"The steamed chicken is almost ready, ready to eat~"

Huang Dashan:

"Steamed chicken what?"

"What steamed chicken?"

"What kind of chicken to steam?"

Lin Chou smiled gracefully again,

"Get out."

The final product of astragalus steamed chicken is two small bowls of cool chicken soup that is transparent and yellow, which is fresh and fragrant.

It is conceivable how the chicken soup condensed by water vapor and penetrated the essence of Tongzi chicken slipped off the chicken drop by drop and fell into the soup pot, and it was not easy to have two small bowls of chicken soup.

Lin Chou picked up the boy chicken with chopsticks, controlled the last bit of soup in his belly, and then tore the chicken into strips.

Lin Chou said to Leng Han,

"Smell, this chicken tastes pretty good, the meat of the boy chicken is tender and smooth, and the aroma of astragalus, hmm... I'll mix a small ingredient and dip it in the water later, so I can't waste it. ”

Leng Han nodded, eagerly looking at the steaming rice balls wrapped in lotus leaves.

Lin Chou handed Leng Han a white towel and said solemnly,

"Rub it, saliva is flowing into the chicken soup."

Leng Han took it and wiped it before he reacted, raised his eyebrows and pulled out the golden streamer.

Lin Chou shuddered,

"I was wrong! I apologize! Just kidding, hahaha..."

"Something wrong."

Lin Chou was cautious,

"Uh... Shouldn't you be kidding? ”

Leng Han's golden streamers flew around him, and he was extremely dissatisfied with Lin Chou's answer.

Are you kidding

I don't even understand the simple truth that little fairies never drool!

You are slandering!

Watch and hit!