Chapter 562: The Aura of the Tyrant

In later generations, ostriches were also raised, but the ostriches originated from the desert, and captive breeding also required a site.

Gu Sande and they put the ostriches in a small yard of ten or twenty square meters, of course not.

Now that they have been killed, there is nothing to say.

"It's not easy to raise, and it's not easy to discipline when you raise it. When I went back, I sent a letter to my mother to ask if I could get a little Jingba to let people take it back, so that I could take care of the house, and I couldn't bite anyone if I was small. ”

"Hmm."

After that, Wei Lan asked Gu Chao to fetch water, and he rolled up his sleeves to clean up the blood on the ostrich's legs, "With such a large amount, I won't be able to eat it for a while and a half...... Do you cut two bamboos and cut some bamboo sticks? ”

It's still hot, and if you can't finish eating, it's going to be bad, Wei Lan plans to make something that can be left for a long time.

Gu Chao cut the bamboo, just like a few years ago, neatly climbed the wall of the yard, and then neatly turned it down.

When he sat beside Wei Lan and chopped bamboo sticks, Wei Lan couldn't help but mention Ji Fengyao's matter in the afternoon, and then mentioned his own concerns.

Gu Chao's knife slashed slowly, turned his head to look at Wei Lan with a deep gaze, and reassured in a deep voice, "Don't worry." Xie Jinghong: I'll mention it there. ”

"Hmm......" Wei Lan bowed her head slightly, the corners of her mouth caught a shallow smile and lowered her head, and her thick long eyelashes covered the worry under her eyes.

Both of them are cute younger brothers, whether they succeed or fail.

May everything be done in moderation and no more fearless sacrifice and harm.

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The bamboo skewers should be sharpened like toothpicks, cut two catties of meat, Gu Chao's hands can be wasted, and he simply doesn't want bamboo skewers.

Gu Chao's bamboo sticks were cut halfway, Wei Lan waved his hand to stop, beckoned him to peel the garlic, and turned around to find Fang Xia to ask for various accessories.

What dried chili, pepper, pepper, cooking wine is not temporarily replaced with liquor.

There is no chicken essence at this time, but two years ago, "monosodium glutamate" began to be promoted, and there happened to be a small bag at home, Fang Xia usually didn't use it much, Wei Lan wanted it, and she gave it to Wei Lan.

Wei Lan adjusted a five-spice base and a spicy base, and the ostrich meat was finely shredded and added with white wine, a small amount of salt, starch, and ginger slices.

Taking advantage of the time between pickling, Wei Lan asked Fang Xia for a small bowl of sesame seeds, and fried the sesame seeds in a hot pan, because the ostrich meat had to be marinated for a while, Wei Lan took out the broad beans and peas that he had picked out with Fang Xia and fried them together.

After all this, the ostrich meat is almost marinated.

Pour wide oil into the pot, wait for the oil temperature to be hot, and the ostrich meat can be cooked.

Wei Lan tied her clothes, held the basin containing the meat in one hand, and held a colander in the other hand to prepare to dry at any time, but after waiting for a few minutes, there was no movement in the pot, not even a little bubble.

Wei Lan's face wrinkled into an emoji of an old man looking at his mobile phone in the subway, and he heard a sound of "squeak, squeak, puff".

Tilting his head to look at the mouth of the stove, "Good fellow, I said it!" ”

Wei Lan knocked the colander in his hand twice on the stove "DuangDuang", and said in a crisp voice: "Can we do it while eating?" ”

"Yes." Gu Chao spit out the broad bean shell in his mouth, put the dustpan containing the broad beans again, clapped his hands and started life again.

During this period, the sound of "squeaking" in the mouth is still constant.

The chewing sound is small, and when you are busy, you have to stuff a broad bean into your mouth and continue to chew.

Wei Lan was angry and funny, the ostrich meat in the pot was bubbling open, and she teased: "Anyway, he is also a big boss worth hundreds of millions, so can't he be elegant?" What about the domineering spirit of the king? ”

(End of chapter)