Seeing the other party's hand rise and fall, the originally lively big fish died in her hand in an instant, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart that Zheng Wan's neat movements were too different from her appearance.

Then, Zheng Wan took advantage of the time when he came to the back kitchen to process the other purchased ingredients together.

After that, the few people returned to Zheng Wan's residence together.

Originally, Wang Qu and the others were still ready to help, looking at the things they had never seen soaked in the wok, they stopped their movements, subconsciously approached and smelled the smell, opened their eyes in surprise, and asked:

"It's peppers here?"

Zheng Wan was marinating the fish with green onion and ginger, and when he heard Wang Qu's words, he replied without raising his head:

"That's right, this is what the pepper used to look like, and the pepper oil you ate before was made from the powder it grinded."

"I see, you can feel a pungent smell when you smell it. I wonder if the lady needs my help? ”

Hearing this, Zheng Wan looked up at the excited crowd and said:

"If Lang Jun wants to help, then make a fire. Raise the stove on the fire, put the wok on top and cook, boil the water for a quarter of an hour, and remove the peppers. ”

"No."

As soon as Wang Qu and the others heard that they had a task, they started working in full swing.

Several of them were originally from farmers' backgrounds, and tasks such as burning fire and water were a piece of cake for them.

As the fire rises, the air around it gradually becomes a little warm, and the cold wind blowing at night does not affect everyone's enthusiasm in the slightest.

As soon as the time of a quarter of an hour arrived, several people quickly fished out the pepper inside, took it aside to cool, and waited for Zheng Wan to use it.

In order to speed up the speed of cooking, Zheng Wan started work in two places almost at the same time.

In the shocked eyes of several people, the sliced pork meat is put into a dry wok and stir-fried, and after the oil is out, his mind shifts to the pepper.

Chop the soft peppers with a knife, because they have been soaked and boiled in advance, these peppers have completely lost their properties when they were dried, and the skin has remained in its original shape, but the inside has long been soft and rotten.

She barely used much force, and the small half pot of peppers instantly turned into minced pieces, and the fiery red color exuded an increasingly intense taste.

Mixed with the aroma of lard constantly emitted from the wok at this time, it directly fascinated Wang Qu and the others.

If it weren't for the fact that Zheng Wan was still here, they really wanted to directly take out the meat slices in the wok and taste the taste, and their stomachs really couldn't refuse this pure meat aroma.

So, while drooling, several people kept stirring the meat slices in the pot, and approached to observe the color of the meat slices, and looked at the golden yellow that Zheng Wan said appeared on them, and hurriedly shouted:

"Mrs. Zheng, the meat slices are fried."

"Really?"

Zheng Wan used the bright moonlight and the firelight next to the wok to observe the color of the meat slices inside.

After discovering that it was really good, she immediately took the spatula from Wang Qu's hand, took out the meat slices, put them on a small bowl, and poured her cut potatoes into the wok.

Several people sighed in confusion when they saw her movements, and couldn't wait to suck up the fragrance that was about to dissipate in the air.

Zheng Wan suddenly felt as if he heard the sound of his stomach screaming, and said with some curiosity:

"Could it be that a few Lang Jun haven't had dinner yet?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Qu immediately blushed, but he just sat next to the flames, not much to see.

He didn't know how Zheng Wan saw it, and several of them deliberately kept their stomachs for this rare delicacy, which was quite embarrassing.

It's just that against Zheng Wan's clear eyes, he was embarrassed to lie, so he had to nod awkwardly.

Now Zheng Wan can be regarded as understanding, no wonder when she chopped pepper just now, she felt that she had been hearing the sound of swallowing saliva, and she thought it was her own illusion.

"Lang Junhe should have said earlier, so I can make some snacks that can be eaten directly. In that case, this fried meat slice with a little salt and chili powder is also good, you wait, it will be good right away. ”

With that, she quickly took out the salt and sprinkled it with the ground chili powder and five-spice powder on the fried pork slices that had just come out of the pan.

Holding the bowl in both hands, it is constantly shaking forward and upward, and the slices of meat inside are constantly turning up and down in the bowl with the movement of the bowl, and after a while, the top sprinkler is evenly wrapped on each slice of meat.

Mixed with the meaty aroma of the meat slices, you can feel the taste just by smelling it.

She held the bowl in her hand and handed it to a few people, and said with a smile: "A few Lang Jun taste it." ”

"Thank you Zheng Niangzi!"

Feeling the rich fragrance on the tip of his nose, Li Qing stretched out his hand anxiously, grabbed the bowl in his hand before Wang Qu, and looked at the golden yellow in his hand dotted with red slices, the saliva in his mouth continued to secrete, and there was a faint tendency to ooze out.

Seeing that he was so disrespectful, the others also began to ignore it, and shot at the bowl in Li Qing's hand one after another, and shouted excitedly in their mouths:

"Let's have a piece."

"Don't eat it alone, this is what Mrs. Zheng gave to all of us."

In order to be able to eat the meat slices into his mouth properly, Li Qing could only let go of one of his hands and leave room for the outstretched hands of others.

He felt the hot temperature of his fingertips, and realized that the fried meat slice had just been fished out of the wok not long ago, and he quickly stuffed the fried meat slice into his mouth for fear of burning.

At that moment, he felt not only the heat on his tongue, but also the constant spicy smell that stimulated him to inhale and soothe.

At the same time, his teeth eagerly crushed the fried meat slices in his mouth, and the fat contained in them exploded as the crispy fried meat slices cracked, and the rich aroma of fat flowed between his lips and tongue.

After the fat is fried, it looks like nothing, and the lean part is a little hard, but when you bite into it, the flavor and texture of the meat are incomparable to that of fatty meat.

As soon as you chew, the "click" sound is transmitted from the teeth to the brain, accelerating the good taste brought by the fried meat slices, which can be said to be burnt and crispy, spicy and delicious, and you can't satisfy it at all in one bite, and even have a feeling of being even hungrier after eating.

Li Qing finally finished tasting this delicious fried pork slice, opened his eyes happily, and prepared to take a few more pieces to taste.

But he found that the fried meat slices in his hand were originally full of sharp points, and at this time there was only one bottom left, and if he opened his eyes a few seconds later, it was estimated that what would be left for him would be an empty bowl.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but say angrily: "You guys, you guys, actually take so much at once!" ”

After saying that, he directly aimed the mouth of the bowl at his mouth and poured the remaining fried meat slices from the bowl into his mouth.

Someone saw his arrogant scene, and hurriedly snatched the bowl from Li Qing's mouth, looking at the two pieces of fried meat left, making the same sound as Li Qing just now.

"You're no better!"

After saying that, quickly throw the last two pieces into your mouth.

At this time, Li Qing didn't care about others snatching his bowl at all, anyway, the fried meat slices had already filled his mouth, and every bite could make people hear the "click" sound of crispy dregs.

With the "click, click, click," the fried meat slices instantly turned into slag in his mouth, and countless fats soaked into his lips and teeth, mixed with spicy peppers, so spicy that he was sweating profusely, and he was unwilling to open his mouth to prevent the food from falling from it.

The satisfaction brought by a mouthful of fried meat slices made Li Qing couldn't help but smile contentedly.

When several people grabbed food, Zheng Wan had already fried the potato strips and started the most important frying part of the grilled fish.

If they have a charcoal fire and enough time, the fish that is slowly roasted over the charcoal fire will naturally be more delicious, but today's small banquet is a bit rushed, and they have to use frying to make the grilled fish.

She took out the green onion and ginger from the pickled fish, firmly picked the cheeks of the fish with her right hand, and helped to stretch the whole fish out with the other hand to prevent it from closing when it was put into the pot, which is not the shape of grilled fish.

Because the fish is a bit big, she even needs to stand up and operate.

And when Wang Qu and the others saw her actions in such a big scene, they didn't care about the fried meat slices in their mouths, and stared intently at her movements.

I watched Zheng Wan carry a six-pound fish in his hand, and then put the end of the fish tail in the oil pan to fry, and waited until the tail was fried to a fixed shape, and then the right hand was slowly put down, and the fish body began to soak in the fat.

Then I saw that she took advantage of this time to sprinkle pepper powder, salt and five-spice powder evenly on the fish, and under the stimulation of the hot oil, it exuded a charming fragrance.

Through the ever-shifting flames, he observed that the fishtail seemed to have been treated, and asked with some puzzlement:

"Why did the lady cut off the fishtail?"

Zheng Wan answered Wang Qu's question while observing the heat, "If you don't cut off the excess part of the fish's tail, even the tail behind it will break together, so it's treated like this for the sake of beauty." If you don't believe it, Lang Jun can observe the shape of the wok, the fish is placed inside and the ends are upturned, and the tail of the fish is softer, and it will break if you are not careful. ”

Hearing this, everyone nodded, and said with some understanding: "I see." ”

Continue to observe Zheng Wan's movements, feeling the aroma of lard and fish together, if you don't know that you can't eat it at this time, everyone really wants to do it now.

Then, in the surprised eyes of everyone, Zheng Wan used a pair of chopsticks and a spatula to turn over the big fish that was almost full of woks.

At the same time, you can also see that the back of the fried fish body has shown an attractive burnt brown color at this time.

Even when Zheng Wan slid on it with a spatula, he could hear the sound of a hard object scraping against the spatula, and listening to it could make people feel the crispiness of the fish skin.

Here, too, she sprinkled flour to make the fish more flavorful.

As the minutes passed, everyone only felt more greedy, and they never felt that time was so difficult.

finally watched the fish cook, but watched Zheng Wan take the fried fish out of the pot, his eyes couldn't help but shift with the position of the fish moving, and even stretched his neck for this and looked at the place where Zheng Wan was sitting.

Li Qing was like this, and suddenly saw a head sticking out next to him, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop Jiang Xu, who was almost poured into the furnace.

Looking at the other party's dazed and ignorant appearance, he couldn't help but sneer: "Even if it's for a bite to eat, there's no need to burn yourself to death, right?" ”

The others also noticed the movement and joked loudly.

"I really couldn't see it before, it turns out that you Jiang Xu is also a person who can do anything to eat."

"It's really, if Li Qing hadn't paid attention, you would probably have to pour it into the furnace by now. It seems that it is better to do this, for your safety, you still give up your place. A certain will is determined, and he will never burn himself for food. ”

The others glanced at the person who spoke and complained, "If you could wipe the saliva off your mouth, this sentence might be a little more credible." ”

"Is there one?"

The question was followed by a burst of snorting, "Shuff-"

Such a funny scene provoked everyone present to laugh out loud, "Hahahaha! ”

Zheng Wan also laughed a few times with everyone, and then hurriedly started work, adding green onions, ginger, shallots, peppercorns, and chili peppers to the remaining hot oil in the pot to stir-fry the fragrance.

Then she added the chili she had just made, which was boiled and then chopped.

As soon as the chili pepper arrives in the wok, it immediately stimulates a pungent spicy taste, and the original yellowish grease is instantly dyed with an attractive red color, and continues to spread throughout the wok with her stir-frying action.

It can be said that such a large amount of chili peppers brings a taste that is not at all comparable to the previous pepper oil, and the pungent taste wafts around with the wind.

At this time, there are still many people here in the miscellaneous room of the capital water supervisor who have not fallen asleep, and when they smell the familiar smell, they can't help but sit up from the bed and say suspiciously:

"Do you smell it? How can there be a taste of pepper oil made by Zheng Niangzi before. ”

Hearing this, the person who lived in the same room with her couldn't help but take a deep breath and agreed to be puzzled: "It seems to be there?" ”

"Could it be that Mrs. Zheng is making food in her utility room at this time?"

"Is it possible? If my son remembers correctly, there are kitchenware in the men's handyman room next door, and you can secretly cook some food by yourself when you are hungry, but the fragrance is definitely not as heavy as that of Zheng Niangzi. ”

"Forget it, I'm embarrassed to go out to eat at this hour, hurry up and go to sleep, you won't be hungry when you sleep."

The restlessness that had just arisen was so ruthlessly suppressed in my heart.

Not only can you smell the fragrance in the miscellaneous room, but also the official's office space, which is only separated by a wall from the utility room of Zheng Wan's residence, can also smell this pungent smell.

Cui Zhiyun felt the irritating taste of the continuous influx of his nasal cavity, and couldn't help but sneeze.