On the fourth day of November, the winter solstice, it is advisable to make cured meat.

"Whirring ......"

Outside the window, the snow was falling, no longer in the shape of rice grains, but in clusters, like cotton, very beautiful.

"Is the meat chopped, add some salt and spices to marinate."

Gu Bei personally removed the excess fat from the pig's small intestine, turned it over again, rubbed it with salt and flour, rinsed it again, and washed it cleanly.

The City Lord's Mansion is making bacon and sausages, and His Royal Highness the Prince has done it himself, who dares to be idle? So everybody is helping.

Ye Wei held a heavy big knife, first cut the meat into small pieces, and then chopped it, she had a lot of strength, and she was very handy in doing this kind of work.

After chopping, Ye Wei put down the knife and asked like a chef killing chickens on the side, "How much salt is put in this meat?" ”

The chef glanced at the meat, held it in his palm and gestured, and said, "That's probably it." ”

"Understood."

Ye Wei took salt from the salt shaker, sprinkled it on top of a large pot of minced meat, sprinkled spices, poured some wine, and stirred well.

Some places like to add sugar to make sausages, and some places like to add chili peppers to make sausages, but Gu Bei's habit in his previous life was not to add sugar or chili peppers, only salt.

After the meat was marinated, Gu Bei found a bronze funnel for wine, stuffed the end of the funnel into the small intestine, grasped it tightly, and then poured the marinated meat from the top of the funnel into the small intestine.

Gu Bei poured it, and Ye Wei poked it with chopsticks next to him, and the speed was not slow.

After the small intestine is filled with meat, it gradually swells up, because the small intestine is thin, and the fat and thin pork is clearly visible, which makes people happy to look at.

A large pot of meat was filled, and Gu Bei looked at the fresh sausages that were coiled into a large roll, feeling a great sense of accomplishment.

"Hang it up with a rope and hang it up."

Ye Wei found some kneaded twine, tied the sausage section by piece, and hung it on a bamboo pole.

With such a big city lord's mansion, there must be more than that, but those are all handed over to others to do, Gu Bei makes a pot with his own hands, and he has a good time.

In addition to sausages, there are bacon, duck, chicken, fish, etc., all marinated with salt and spices, and then pierced and hung with rope.

Among them, what made Gu Bei most excited was the monster meat and demon beast meat.

The amount is not much, only a few dozen catties, he personally cut it into strips, pickled it, and then hung it up.

This should be regarded as the world's high-end bacon, and it must taste good.

A large pile of meat products were threaded with rope, hung on bamboo poles, and put into the baking room of the castle lord's mansion.

The baking room is not wide, only a small window, and there is a fire pit in the middle, which can be placed above or around the fire pit.

In the evening, all the cured meat is made and the baking room is full.

Dried firewood, fragrant fresh twigs, orange peels and other spices were placed in the firepit.

"Ignition."

Gu Bei personally lit the dry thatch and thin branches in the fire pit.

Soon, the dried wood was blazing, scorching fresh twigs and spices, and a large amount of fragrant smoke came out.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The smoke choked Gu Bei enough, but when he came out, he was laughing.

The process of making lap-mei by himself made him feel like he had returned to the small mountain village in his previous life, which was a very good feeling.

Next, the cured meat will be smoked in the baking room for a month, and there are servants who are in charge of watching the fire, so that the fire does not burn too much and does not let it go out.

In the steaming, smoky baking room, these cured meats will gradually dehydrate and become dry, and the aroma in the smoke will also be adsorbed into the cured meat, forming a unique taste and smell......

When Gu Bei and the others were making bacon, Li Qingling was still alchemizing, she had been immersed in this state for a long time, and her side was very clean and would not be easily disturbed by the outside.

Li Qingling has been trying to refine the third-order elixir, and if she can refine it successfully, she will be a third-order alchemist in the future.

Becoming a third-order alchemist is much more difficult than becoming a third-order martial artist, it requires a lot of time and energy, and there is enough talent.

The reason why she desperately entered the mysterious forest to find the elixir was to refine the third-order elixir, but unfortunately, she tried several times and failed.

"I don't believe I'm going to fail."

Li Qingling is a very persevering and resilient person, after failure, she immediately summed up her experience, made more adequate preparations, and then carried out the next alchemy.

When the fourth time failed, the raw materials for refining the third-order pill were also exhausted, and Li Qingling had no choice but to stop temporarily.

"Squeak......

Li Qingling opened the door that had been closed for a long time, and a cold wind blew in her face, which made her brain sober up a lot in an instant.

"Master said that alchemy requires a lot of experience accumulation, and it can't be forced, perhaps, my accumulation is not enough."

Li Qingling walked out of the door, closed the door, and walked around the city lord's mansion casually.

At this time, it was already night, and in the city lord's mansion, the lanterns emitted a hazy candlelight, reflecting on the snow on the ground.

The sky was still snowing, Li Qingling reached out to catch a ball of snowflakes and watched it melt quickly in the palm of his hand.

Suddenly, she smelled a spicy scent, and she followed it to the dining room.

In the dining room, Gu Bei and Ye Wei were eating hot pot, the pot was a copper pot, and a pottery stove was placed underneath, and charcoal was burning in it.

The water in the hot pot is "gurgling", and the peppers, spices, and meat in it are constantly rising and falling.

"It smells so good!"

Li Qingling sniffed, only to feel that her appetite was open, and she walked into the dining room.

"Miss Li, it's just in time, sit down and eat hot pot together."

Gu Bei beckoned Li Qingling to sit down and brought her dishes and chopsticks.

Li Qingling sat down and looked at the table, only to see some large plates of cut meat on the table, the meat was demon beast meat, cut very thinly, and the slices were good.

In addition to meat, there are also fried tofu and other dishes that are often eaten in winter.

"It's called hot pot?" Li Qingling had never tried this way of eating before, and she felt that it was quite fresh.

"Yes, there is a charcoal fire burning underneath and a pot on top, and you can eat it while cooking, so it's called a hot pot."

"I'll show you."

Gu Bei sandwiched a thin slice of meat, put it in the hot pot and soaked it a few times, only to see that the thin slice of meat quickly changed color and rolled up.

Then, Gu Bei put the cooked meat slices into a small plate of dipping sauce in front of him, put them in his mouth and chewed.

The monster meat is very tender, and it contains a lot of energy, and the taste is very rich after dipping the dipping sauce, and the stomach is warm after eating.

Li Qingling learned from Gu Bei's appearance and tried it, it was really delicious, a bright smile appeared on her face, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her long eyelashes were like crescent moons.

"It's really delicious."

Gu Beidao: "Miss Li's alchemy is hard, so if you like it, eat more." ”

The two chatted while eating, and the atmosphere was very pleasant.

Ye Wei is much more arrogant, she eats meat and drinks at the same time, she is so refreshing that she can't talk at all.