Chapter 132: Pickled Demon Beast Meat and Poultry Egg Fried Rice
On the city wall of Xiawo Valley, the fire is booming.
Because the last few days have been stir-frying, Gongliang is also bored, so today I want to change the taste, cook a deep sea giant abalone red-necked flower-faced white-eyed duck soup, and then make a pickled monster meat, poultry eggs, fried meat, cold vegetables.
On the edge of the stove, buckets of poultry eggs emitted a burst of umami.
The little guy flapped his wings and flew around beside him, hungry.
Yuan Rolling also sat next to him and looked at the bucket full of poultry eggs, but Gongliang didn't let them eat, and they didn't dare to mess around.
These eggs are all eggs laid by the lion and tiger goose, space mountain eagle, red-necked white-eyed duck, Bazhen chicken, big fat goose, black grouse, etc., just for fried rice, how can they be allowed to eat.
Put the hot oil in the pot, Gongliang first put the diced pickled monster meat down to stir out the fragrance and shovel it out, and then put the oil into the poultry egg liquid.
There are several ways to make egg fried rice, one is to scramble the eggs and put them in the rice, the other is to fry the eggs until they are half-cooked and then put them in the rice, and the best one is to fry the eggs or the egg liquid.
Each egg fried rice has its own characteristics, but there is no doubt that the last one can make the egg wash more intact into the rice, so that every grain of rice has the aroma of eggs.
But this kind of frying method is very test of skill, if you don't have enough experience, you can't fry it at all.
What kind of person is Gongliang, from the past to the present, from the ancestral land to the Dongtu sect, I don't know how many times I have fried rice along the way, and I am full of experience, so I naturally choose the last method.
Some people say that fried rice must be eaten overnight.
Because fresh rice has more moisture and is sticky, it doesn't look good when fried, and it doesn't taste good, so it can't be integrated into the egg mixture. Overnight rice has less moisture, is looser, dry and hard, and can be more integrated with fresh egg liquid when stir-fried, and can also add more flavor. But this statement is also wrong, in fact, as long as loose cold rice is fine, it does not have to be an overnight meal.
Gongliang naturally didn't eat overnight meals, these meals were cooked and cooled by the people of the Space Longbo Country.
Putting in the egg mixture, he quickly poured in the cold rice and quickly shoveled it up with a shovel in his hand.
It's so fast that it's dazzling to watch.
The egg liquid is also under his stir-frying, slowly blending with the rice grains, becoming you have me, I have you, a stream of egg fragrance slowly wafted out of the pot, greedy rice grain swallowed taste, she likes to eat eggs the most.
The little guy flapped his wings anxiously and flew around the poop, and from time to time flew to the edge of the pot to see if the egg fried rice was ready.
Of course, she doesn't just watch, and occasionally takes a small sweat towel to wipe her sweat.
She is a good baby, a good baby of Baba, and Baba likes her the most.
The women gathered around to watch Gongliang fried rice, and felt that he was so charming, so handsome, and so masculine at this time.
For a moment, the whole heart was about to be crispy.
Although Yun Yao and other people from the female finch department are not very pleasing to the eye when they look at the Da Yan people in front of them, they have to say that this Da Yan people are indeed very talented in cooking, and every dish they cook is delicious. It's a pity that it seems to be a little bit out of touch with their female finches, and it seems that it is a bit extravagant to marry him. Therefore, the female finch people moved their eyes to the other Dayan people. As the saying goes: "It's good to have no fish or shrimp", and you can live a good life.
Seeing that the eggs and rice were almost fried, Gongliang poured in the fragrant marinated monster meat.
With the hot fumigation, the aroma of pickled demon beast meat comes out, and the fresh egg flavor, the fragrance of Shangpin Linggu is fused together, turning into a unique rice fragrance, smelling it, making people's mouths water, and smelling it again, making people's stomachs gurgle.
Mi Gu said that his stomach was already hungry, but the baba rice was always undercooked, so what should I do? I could only drink a sip of the spirit juice mixed with venom and press it down.
Gongliang fried it for a while, and when he saw that it was about the same, he said, "Get out of the pot." ”
Then, he grabbed the ears of the iron pot and poured the rice into the wooden bucket next to him, and the clever bear girl immediately brought someone over and carried it to the table.
There were a large number of people, and a pot of marinated monster meat and poultry egg fried rice was not enough, Gongliang fried a few more pots, and scalded some spirit vegetables and cold salad, and then stopped.
The soup was good, the rice was cooked, and the dishes were mixed cold, so everyone sat down at the long table and enjoyed it.
Mi Gu eats the most heroic, sitting at the table, holding two big spoons in his hand to open the bow and scoop rice to the rice bowl in front of him, eating happily. The round momentum is not lost to it, the huge spoon scooped a few times, grabbed the rice bowl and poured it into his mouth, he didn't need to swallow it, he went directly to the stomach.
Compared to the two of them, the little pink fox Xiao Xiangxiang is much more reserved, and eats slowly one bite at a time.
Li'er, like Little Fat Dun, is a starving ghost reincarnated, and eats extremely fiercely.
Although the fried rice is delicious, in front of Gongliang, Phantom Wujing, Mo Siyin, Silkworm and others are still more reserved and eat slowly. Unlike Yun Yao and other female finch people, they are not afraid of laughter at all, and they are like Kui Xiong and others in Dayanbu, gobbling up.
After eating, the sun was setting, and the sun was shining brightly.
Phantom Wujing, Mo Siyin, Silkworm and Gongliang stood together, looking at the sunset in a daze.
The dazzling and gorgeous sunset is so beautiful, so deep and deep.
It's not like the morning glow, which comes and goes quickly.
Under the reflection of the setting sun, the sunset is full of clouds and clouds, endlessly changing, colorful, filling most of the sky, presenting the most rare and rich picture of the day, rendering the scenery of all things in the world, all reflecting the dazzling brilliance.
Standing still for a while, he said quietly: "It's good if the days can go on like this." ”
"It will be in the future, definitely. Gongliang quietly grabbed her little hand and said.
Phantom Wujing didn't expect him to be so bold, he twitched, but didn't withdraw his hand, for fear of being discovered, so he had to pretend to be casual and look forward. It's just a pretty face, already as red as a glow.
It was getting dark, and the black mammoth Dorjee who was wandering in the forest slowly walked out of the jungle, jumped up, jumped on the city wall, and slowly walked towards everyone.
Now Gongliang has more grain in storage, and often opens a small stove for it, and the rice stalks left over from the harvest of Linggu in the valley have also become its food.
Not only that, but it often goes to the forest to hunt for food. After Gongliang had a spirit stone, he often bought pills to feed it. After coming and going, the cultivation of the black mammoth Dorjee has made great progress, and the power of the bloodline has awakened again and again, and it is no longer the old one that could only lie on the ground and wait for death.
"Huh
With a chirp, the golden-winged Dapeng eagle chick slowly flew down from the sky and landed on the black mammoth Dorjee.
Dorjee walked slowly with the chicken, as if there was a feeling of a wild beast breaking out of the cocoon, an awe-inspiring momentum, pressing head-on.
Of course, this is just someone else's feeling, for Gongliang and others, they are friends and family, how can they have any momentum, at most they are honest and cute. ()