Those years of farming in the mountains

Chapter 105 The Delicacy on the Tip of the Tongue

In his previous life, as a person who was not spicy or unhappy, Chen Yu only felt that today was really lucky.

In this small forest, two mountain peppers can be found.

He didn't think about transplanting, it was too much trouble.Mountain pepper is said to be a tree, but it is actually a kind of shrub. It is cumbersome to transplant and may not survive.

Simply write down the location, two pepper trees are enough for him to eat for a long time.

Mash, stir...

Half a teaspoon of salt, a teaspoon of soy sauce, a teaspoon of tempeh...

Stir and smooth the slag.

The slag is left, and the juice is poured into the pot.

Naturally, Chen Yu wasn't looking for trouble, but was making the sauce according to the method he remembered.

Hot sauce.

In vain, the seeds of more than a dozen mountain peppers were peeled off, and finally this small half bowl was made.

"If you want me to think, the oil on the other side is the best."

But it’s not chili. It’s hard to tell what flavor remains after the hot pepper is oiled. I’m not sure whether it’s more mellow or burnt.

This step can only be omitted.

"Ginger slices, cloves, star anise, pepper, peanuts..."

nothing.

Looking at the sauce in front of him, Chen Yu approached and sniffed his nose lightly, his face was not satisfied, ordinary people say that a smart woman can't cook without rice, not to mention that she is far from being a "smart woman", it is already very good to be able to do this .

But the taste is really bad.

It can only be said that it can barely catch the eye.However, when I thought that I didn't expect much, but still had a strong fragrance, although the spicy was not irritating but fragrant, I stopped thinking about it and looked forward to the finished product later.

Smelling the spicy smell, I moved my index finger.

It would be better with just a little more sugar.

Not without regret, Chen Yuxuan put the sauce in the bowl, and then went to the stove to turn the wild pork.

The dried mountain products in the farmhouse are full of firewood and must be boiled.

Fortunately, it didn't dry for too long, about two or three months, so there was no need for a lot of firewood. After the water was boiled, the grease was removed in just two quarters of an hour, and the flesh color turned red.

The edge is dotted with white spots, which means that the oil and water have been removed, indicating that it has been cooked through.

If it has been placed for a long time, or if it has been frozen, it is estimated that the skin and flesh will be full of fine and small holes.

Fortunately, this is still very 'fresh'.

He squeezed the chopsticks, inserted one end into the meat, stirred it a few times, looked at it, nodded, and then picked it up on the table to cool it for a while.

Wait for the oil to solidify again, so as not to slip the knife when cutting.

On the other hand, the chili sauce was not finished yet, so he continued to work.

After the basic seasoning is over, it's time to chop the vegetables.With the hot sauce in hand, purslane can naturally be served cold, and eating will be quite different from before.

Beep!
The blade is sharp, back and forth on the root of the vegetable, quickly put it on the plate, and put another one under the knife, and chop it quickly.

Today's two kinds also have to be long, too short to taste, so he cuts the knife very quickly.

It didn't take a few knives to solve the problem.

At this end, the firewood had just been picked up, and the meat was cold, so Chen Yu scooped water to clean the iron pot.

After rinsing twice, there is still some fat on the bottom.

Before coming to the meat, wild boar meat is darker in color than ordinary domestic pork, and at the same time, the smell is stronger. If it is directly slaughtered and put into the pot, it will make people have a strange feeling of urinating.

Of course, this is not a big deal for people who are extremely hungry, but neither the farmers under the mountain nor Chen Yu have reached that point, and Xizhou is generally stable. Although the banditry in Guangyong is gradually increasing, the cholera village is a minority after all.

After all, a group of mud legs, there is nothing to fish for.

So this wild boar obviously went through other processes after being hunted down. I don't know if it was an indigenous method. Anyway, not only does it smell no fishy smell, but it also smells of vegetation.

I really don't know what kind of herbs these farmers used.

Put your fingers aside and lick lightly.

Immediately, his eyes widened, good guy, he has been pickled with salt.Even the lowest quality mountain salt, which is refined by local methods, is not available everywhere.

Soil salt, coarse salt, refined salt.

Taoism uses the second class, and the former is also called sand salt, not salt mixed with sand, but the other way around.So this kind of salt is the cheapest and most widely spread.

However, many ordinary people don't eat it, but use it to pickle and store food like in front of them.

It is even used when raising cattle and horses-mixed with salt water for these big guys to drink.

Refined salt is also called snow salt, and it is as white as snow. It may be an exaggeration to say that it is priceless, but it is not an exaggeration to say that a jar of one hundred taels of silver is not an exaggeration.

Back to the moment, Chen Yu withdrew his fingers and cut the meat into shreds with one knife.

If it is not too thin or too thin, the boar meat is just mixed with taste, if it is too thin, you will not be able to find it if you want to eat it later.

When it's ready, pour in some clear oil—this oil has a slightly astringent taste, but it's normal, even in the restaurant at the foot of the mountain, Chen Yu didn't eat the same oil as in his previous life, so it can't be called pure.

Pour some, and the yellow color is floating in the pot.

The temperature gradually increased, and a few bubbles formed, and crackling sounded in my ears from time to time. It was water droplets rolling into the oil and splashing.

Boar pork in the pot.

Zi la la crack!
All of a sudden, there was a lot of movement, and at the same time, the smell of burnt fragrance wafted to the nostrils.

Chen Yu swallowed, and kept stirring.I have pre-cut bracken on hand, waiting to be cooked later.

He waited until the skin of the flesh was golden, and even faintly began to blacken and charcoal, before he picked up the shaft and poured it down.

Another stir fry.

The bracken should not be oiled for too long, otherwise it will not be crisp but soft in the mouth.

A little water from the well was poured down, and the water vapor flew in front of him with a splash.

After closing the lid, Chen Yu lifted it up after a while. A strong aroma pulled his nerves. He took the sauce, scooped a small spoonful of it and sprinkled it on top, added some seasonings, stir-fried it twice, and scooped it up. Serve on a plate.

Steaming hot, put it on the table.

Then, he poured the purslane into the pot, stir-fried it with the remaining oil and water, and quickly picked it up.

Two plates of hot dishes came out of the oven, and there was another plate of cold salad dotted with red chili sauce.

Chen Yu scooped up three ladles of water, dug out rice, and the flames were so high.Then put the wooden lid on and stop taking care of it.

Carrying three dishes to the courtyard, the fragrant wind gusts along the way, swaying and fluttering in the courtyard.

It was not early at this moment, it was already noon, and he already felt hungry in his belly, so he didn't want to stay any longer, and he wanted to taste his handicraft and the taste of the fresh chili sauce with his chopsticks in hand.

Yo~
After eating the chopsticks in the air, he lowered his head and saw the gluttonous deer approaching, staring at the dishes on the table with a pair of big eyes.

Chen Yu is speechless, it is indeed delicious, but you are a deer, you can yell if you eat it.

Yo~
Facts proved that the other party might really want to try it too, so he helplessly rubbed the fawn's head, then picked up a cold purslane in a place where there wasn't much hot sauce and threw it over.

The deer swallowed it in one bite.

chew.

Then jump three feet high!

Yo Yo Yo!
Looking at the vegetable roots spit on the ground, Chen Yu saw the other party jumping up and down in the yard wagging his short tail with black lines all over his head.It is estimated that it is spicy.

Just say you can't eat it, you have to be greedy.

Ignoring it, he took one and put it in his mouth.

The more he chewed, the weirder his face became.

Fresh, crisp, and tender are definitely not lacking... It's just a little spicy, no, it should be said to be too spicy.

It's just right for dinner.

He didn't spit it out like a gluttonous deer, but he swallowed it, thinking it was quite delicious.

　Let me go, it’s the same as not opening it for free, so you can prostitute for nothing if you say it looks good?Simply.In addition, I can't change the name of the previous chapter, so let's do it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)