Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

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A cup of tea.

Chang Xia was the first to use wooden chopsticks to pick up a piece of crispy meat with oil residue, whistling and cold.

Then, in front of everyone, he opened his mouth and took a bite.

Crispy, charred, and chewy, crispy meat with oil residue. With every bite, you can feel the aroma of oil residue, bird eggs and fruit powder intertwined.

The strong fragrance slides along the tongue coating all the way into the throat, and finally reaches the stomach.

"Gollum!"

Nanfeng is the closest, let alone swallowing saliva or something.

Her stomach screamed in disgust.

"Okay, it's fried." Chang Xia said.

The words here just fell, and Xylophone Nanfeng didn't need her to speak.

The first to use wooden chopsticks to pick up the crispy meat from the stone pot, but they remembered that Su Ye was by the side. So, put the crispy meat with oil residue into the wooden bowl and hand it to Su Ye first.

Su Ye was rude, took the wooden bowl, picked up the crispy meat with wooden chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.

The hot oil residue crispy meat tastes very good.

Apart from the oily smell, there are no other drawbacks.

After all, the crispy meat with oil residue has just been fished out of the stone pot, without draining the oil.

"Delicious!" Su Ye nodded without saying any adjectives.

The empty mountain next to him is self-taught, learning the xylophone and Nanfeng by himself.

Soon, various sounds of exhaling and chewing came from the kitchen.

It was very hot, but no one was willing to stop. It feels like eating Sichuan Mala Tang and hot pot. It's hot and spicy, but I can't bear to stop.

"Fizz!"

Others, hot jumping feet.

Unstoppable whirring.

"Empty Mountain, don't eat for yourself. Come, take these to the cellar."

Chang Xia hurriedly took a large bowl of crispy meat with oil residue and handed it to Kong Shan, asking him to take it to the cellar to Shen Rong and the three. Although it was said that fried food was too hot, Chang Xia wanted Shen Rong to try it.

After all, she was the female who promised to raise Shen Rong.

"Hey! Good." Kong Shan ate, and happily returned to the cellar with the bowl in hand.

He heard Nanfeng say just now that noon is a pig-killing dish.

The root has already chopped the main dish pig's head. Chang Xia stewed the pig's head first, and then added the pig's five flowers and pig's small intestines later.

Listen, like a stew.

However, it is Chang Xia who cooks.

Kong Shan believes that killing pig dishes is worth looking forward to.

The dishes cooked in Changxia are not unpalatable. This is recognized by all tribesmen.

Su Ye and the others were eating, Chang Xia added water to the stone pot, then put the chopped pig heads into the stone pot piece by piece, and threw some **** slices into it. The pork head meat such as pork belly and pig small intestines are boiled several times and then boiled. The pig head has bones, so it is not so easy to become soft and rotten when stewed, and it will take a little longer.

Because it is a pork-killing dish, the pork belly is deliberately cut into larger pieces.

At the same time, the pork pork with more fat is also selected.

The small intestine of the pig is cut into half finger length, and the large intestine of the pig can also be added. However, Chang Xia wanted to eat pork intestines fried with sour radish. The pickled radish was already pickled when Chang Xia was in the animal den. After counting the time, it was almost time to taste.

The tribe calls the radish white root, and there are a lot of them growing near the tribe.

Like cabbage, it has not been planted, but it can be seen everywhere.

There is no radish and cabbage in this season, and the pickled radish in Changxia was harvested last year.

A bit shriveled, but still crunchy and sweet.

A radish king among the real radishes with a weight of almost ten pounds.

"Nanfeng, go to the utility room and bring me five radishes." Chang Xia said.

Cabbage, there are two in the kitchen. She asked Xylophone to help clean and drain the water, and after the pork slaughtered vegetables were stewed, she went in and simmered together. Radish, she is going to make radish balls, she boiled oil today, and Chang Xia wants to make it hard. Of course, this is also wilting like radish and cabbage. If you don't eat more quickly, it will be broken.

On the contrary, yams are well collected.

Can be stored for a while.

"Radish, are you going to stew the bones with radish?" Nan Feng said excitedly.

Stewed pork ribs with radish, stewed pork ribs with radish, Nanfeng has eaten both. She doesn't like eating radishes very much, and always feels that radishes have an indescribable taste. However, she thought the stewed pork ribs with radishes was very good.

Chang Xia looked at the radish that Nanfeng brought, and it really wilted a lot more than the previous two days.

"No, I don't make soup. I'm going to make radish balls. You help wash the radish and make it into silk." Chang Xia replied. At the same time, wave the spatula to skim off the blood foam from the pig head simmered in the stone pot. After skimming the foam, add some cold water to it, and throw a few pieces of sour pulp.

"Carrot balls, like fish balls?"

"Fish balls, I want to eat fish balls."

Suddenly, several people in the kitchen couldn't help but talk.

"Almost!" Chang Xia said: "If you want to eat fish balls, Nanfeng has to go to the pond beside Baihu Lake to catch fish. There are not enough fish at home, so you need to cook the fish for Shen Rong."

"Forget it, let's eat pork-killing vegetables at noon. Fish balls, next time." Su Ye shook his head and refused.

So much food is enough.

There is no need to eat for the sake of eating, there is something that should not be wasted.

After hearing this, everyone suddenly stopped.

Nanfeng quickly washed the radish and handed it to the xylophone to shred.

In terms of knife work, the south wind is not as good as the xylophone.

Xylophone took the radish and chopped five radishes with a few clicks.

"Changxia, the shredded radish is ready. What should I do next?" Nanfeng asked, holding the pot.

Chang Xia turned his head~www.wuxiamtl.com~ looked at the shredded radish in the tub, and replied: "Add salt, and stir the shredded radish evenly. After mixing, it needs to be marinated for a while. Xylophone Amu, you cut some For the chopped green onion, wait for the shredded radish to be marinated, squeeze out the water inside, add chopped green onion, bird eggs, a little fruit powder, shrimp powder and salt and stir, mix well, you can roll into radish balls, and then fry them until cooked."

"It's not easy to want to eat something good." Su Ye sighed softly.

Xylophone echoed, "Listen, it's complicated."

Nan Feng kept silent, quietly remembering the steps that Chang Xia just said. In terms of memory, Nan Feng said that she was not afraid of anyone. When it was time to start, she was a little difficult.

then.

some discussion.

Xylophone decided to help Chang Xia skim his blood.

Leave the making of radish **** to Chang Xia.

Root has gone to the cellar and is having a bit of fun.

From time to time, the sound of boiling water in the stone pot could be heard from the kitchen. Chang Xia marinated the shredded radishes and rolled them into radish balls. Nanfeng helps to heat the pot, and when the oil in the pot is hot, you can fry the radish balls.

On the other side, Chang Xia asked Xylophone to put the pig five flowers into the stone pot and simmered. The pig intestines and cabbage are left to the end. The pig intestines don’t need to be cooked for too long. The taste will become hard after cooking for a long time.

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When the pork belly in the pot changes color, pour the pig intestines into it.

At the same time, the radish **** were also fried.

At noon, I ate pork-killing vegetables, but I didn't make barbecue. Su Ye helped to fry a sifted fruit powder cake.

At this moment, the rich aroma permeated the whole kitchen.

The few people who were busy in the cellar couldn't help but think about it. It's a pity that he was dragged by Shen Rong and not allowed to leave. Several people stared blankly at the door of the utility room above in the cellar, which was pitiful.

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