Chapter 165: Pork sauerkraut stewed vermicelli

The horned wood viper sucked heavily to clear his nose, took two steps forward, and a pair of long legs also rubbed against Song Shushu's legs.

"Little Jiaojiao, if you have something to say, don't get so close, your snot is about to flow into your mouth!" Song Shushu took two steps back.

The horned wood viper snorted a little annoyed, and rubbed it on the cane.

On the awl's face, the wave smile appeared again, "Uncle Song, just with my long legs, can't you be tempted?"

"What can you do if you want to be tempted?"

"Why don't we elope?"

"Elopement, what do you think?" Song Shushu said with a surprised expression.

I never thought that early in the morning, this horned wood viper actually came to elope with him, and he was really fragrant, so that the horned wood viper let go of his hatred and took the initiative to hook up with himself.

Jiaomu Viper lowered his voice and said: "Uncle Song, let me tell you, I have been in the world for so long, but I am not a fool in vain, I have a lot of deposits in the bank, at least eight figures!"

Song Shushu lowered his head and moved his fingers, counting them by ten millions, eight figures, tens of millions, yo drink, what a rich woman!

"What's there to be nostalgic for in a small broken village, you take me, I take the true Yang Heart Method, let's go to the island country of Donghan to see the beginning of the sun, go to Meijian across the east and west coasts, practice and drink coffee in the Alps, go to the Aegean Sea to sail on a yacht, practice tired, you can do whatever you want with me, don't you look forward to such a day?"

Song Shushu's jaw was about to fall to the snow, this horned wood viper, the second is not light! I believe there is a ghost.

"To put it bluntly, you're here for the True Yang Heart Method, right?" Song Shushu said.

One of the fingers of the horned wood viper was on Song Shushu's chest, and he said coquettishly: "What do you say, you don't know how handsome and charming you are, why don't people treat you well, I just hope to attract your attention!"

Song Shushu was immediately unhappy, this is treating himself as a second fool, only children will use this nasty way to get the attention of the opposite sex.

"Are you relying on yourself to live a long life, so you will treat me as a child!"

"How is it possible, in my eyes, Village Chief Xiao Song is a hero who stands up to the sky!"

"You can pull it down, if you keep talking, you're going to vomit yourself, don't you just want to be full of the true Yang Heart Method, this really can't be handed over to you, just a vicious woman like you, she will definitely stir up the wind and rain, and she will never stop until she does something!"

"How is that possible!" "You have only known me for a few days, you still don't know me, I believe that as long as we have a deeper understanding, you will change your opinion of me!"

"No, I don't want to know your depth at all, you can go back quickly, the snot is really flowing into your mouth, salty or not!"

The hornwood viper was so angry that he stomped his feet, returned with hatred, and ran very fast when he went back, and he had been at the door with Song Shushu for so long, and he had already frozen.

Song Shushu was also very angry, this horned wood viper was simply playing with himself as a second fool!

When I turned around, I saw Er Fool fluttering in the snowdrift, and the snowdrift that had just been saved was fluttered away by it again, so angry that Song Shushu chased it with a broom and smoked it for a long time, which was a little relieved.

The days of cat winter in the north are actually quite boring, except for chatting and pulling calves, there is basically nothing else to do.

Fortunately, Ganxi Village now has something to do again.

Whoever the true Yang Heart Method is taught to is up to Song Shushu.

These monsters that I have made friends with on weekdays must be counted as a share, and a group of monsters are crowded in the hut every day, breathing and spitting, like fanatics.

Outside the window, the snow was falling, and inside the wooden house, it was as warm as spring.

Song Shushu also practiced for a while, except for his body being light and energetic, he didn't seem to be of much use to himself, he couldn't summon a big sword when he reached out, and he couldn't fly like a bird like Uncle Luo Kun, who could fly like a bird with his arms stretched out, and he was bored with practice.

Song Shushu was so busy with cultivation that he left all the food behind, and Hu Li kept arguing that she was hungry and thin.

Looking at her like a devil, she has never been fat, where did she get thin, but the two aunts Xiong and Zhu are really thin.

I flipped through the Aunt Bear brand freezer and turned out a large piece of wild boar loin chops.

Now Song Shushu really doesn't like to eat wild boar, and everything he does has a fishy smell.

Now that the sauerkraut has been pickled, take out two and wash it, golden yellow, cut the stubble into shreds and put it clean in the water, only a faint sour aroma.

You don't need to put oil when the pot is hot, and the sliced wild boar loin is fried in the pot until the oil comes out, and this kind of meat oil is most suitable for stews.

Add green onions, ginger, garlic, peppercorns, and stir-fry again, then add an appropriate amount of soy sauce, and then put the sauerkraut into a piece and fry, but not for too long, if you fry for a long time, the sauerkraut will also be fishy.

Stir-fry until the oil and water cover the sauerkraut, then add water to the pot and simmer over low heat.

Whether it is wild boar or sauerkraut, it is resistant to stewing, and the more it is stewed, the more fragrant it is.

When it is almost stewed, add a few more handfuls of vermicelli until the vermicelli is also stewed.

The two large basins full of pork and sauerkraut stewed vermicelli began to drool before they reached the table.

In the north, the dish of pork and sauerkraut stewed vermicelli is second only to chicken stewed mushrooms, and these two dishes are enough to entertain any distinguished guests.

The sauerkraut is pickled quite successfully, and the stew is also fragrant, if there is any drawback, that is, the wild boar is too hard, far less soft and glutinous than domestic pork.

But for these monsters, this is already a rare delicacy, two pots of pork and sauerkraut stewed vermicelli, and there is not even soup left, so anxious that they are stupid and wandering around.

It was Song Shushu who stuffed a few pieces of wild boar meat from his bowl into its big mouth, which could be regarded as a little comfort to its wounded heart.

"Village Chief Xiao Song, tomorrow the whole elbow will be boiled, pig's head stewed or something!" Hu Xiaolin used his fingers to pick at the shredded meat between his teeth in his mouth, and said vaguely.

"The heavy snow is closing the road, where can I give you a whole elbow of pig's head stew!" Song Shushu said while eating soup and rice.

"It's snowing heavily, let's go into the mountains tomorrow!" Tiger roared in the forest, and then stabbed Lang who was smacking the wine next to him, "Old wolf, what do you say!"

"Go, it's time to rest, practice like this every day, sooner or later you will go mad!"

Song Shushu has not yet expressed his opinion, and this matter can be regarded as decided.

After a night of silence, when Song Shushu woke up in the morning, his chest was straight, and when he reached out to touch it, it was rhubarb, holding his claws, leaning on his neck, lying on his stomach and sleeping soundly in a twisted state that violated the rules of physics.

A slap pulled this shameless away, still feeling depressed, looked up and found that something was wrong, I woke up this night, and I was holding back my morning urine, it stands to reason that it was also morning, why was it still so dark, the chickens were crowing, why was the sky not bright.

I got up and pushed the door, once, twice, three times, but the door didn't open.

After all the strength of the milk was exhausted, the door finally pushed open a crack, and clumps of snow poured in through the crack in the door, almost buried him underneath.