After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Chapter 108 108 Spicy Oil Splash
Zhao Yuanle asked: "Can I use this to make spicy oil?"

He Ju shook his head: "This can be used as sesame oil. It is the most delicious when you add it to the noodles. It is better to splash it with vegetable oil and add some lard."

Zhao Yuanle: "Let's serve chili peppers tonight. I also bought soy sauce and vinegar this time. It's just right for cooking noodles."

Zhao Yuanlan and Yao'er also looked at He Ju expectantly at the same time.

He Ju smiled: "Okay, you have worked hard, I will come to make noodles tonight."

Zhao Ercheng, who was lying beside him, interjected.

"Add two eggs and make egg noodles. This is the third child's favorite."

He Ju nodded, fiddled with his sleeves and ran into the chicken coop.

"Let me see how many eggs the hens laid today."

Zhao Yuanle walked into the pigsty with the four little piglets.

Zhao Ercheng stopped her.

"Show me these little piggies."

Zhao Yuanle brought the little piggy over and showed it to Zhao Ercheng.

Zhao Ercheng looked around and sighed: "How good-looking this pig looks."

Zhao Yuanle chuckled lightly.

She actually thinks so too.

The hair of the white pig is also white. It has a pair of European-style large parallel double eyelids and big eyes. The eyelashes are long and curled. The mouth, nose and ears are all lined with pink. Its appearance is quite high when it is clean.

After Zhao Ercheng saw it, he warned: "It's better to raise them separately first, and then get them together after a few more days."

Zhao Yuanle hummed perfunctorily, turned around and went to the pigsty, and put the four white pigs together with the previous black pigs.

How can the pigs she raises get sick? There is no need to worry about these problems.

Unexpectedly, the black pig who was enthusiastically shaking his head and tail at Zhao Yuanle suddenly snorted twice angrily at the four white pigs.

Zhao Yuanle: "Huh?"

When Zhao Yuanle was puzzled, the black pig ran into the four white pigs angrily.

The one who was hit on the head screamed, and slipped into the corner in a panic.

The black pig didn't stop after bumping into one, and the black pig did the same with the other three, relying on it being bigger, more aggressive, and more familiar in its territory, it picked four with one hit, screaming and forcing the four white pigs to bump into each other. Seeing the four white pigs shrank in the corner.

Zhao Yuanle's head was full of question marks.

Ah this...

I haven't heard that domestic pigs are also territorial?Still exclusive?
Zhao Yuanle sighed and looked at the four white pigs huddled together.

"Why are you so cowardly? One of the four was beaten like this."

After the black pig beat up the four white pigs, he raised his head and wagged his tail cheerfully at Zhao Yuanle, walking around Zhao Yuanle's feet.

Zhao Yuanle squatted down and touched Heizhu's head: "It's amazing."

She really had to separate the pigs.

So, she found a long piece of bamboo fence and put it in the middle of the pigsty, and used stones to compact it for padding.

However, just as the four white pigs wanted to come over to rub against Zhao Yuanle, the black pig rushed to the fence for a moment of fierceness, and the four white pigs shrank back again.

Zhao Yuanle couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Good guy, the domineering black pig is in love with me."

Zhao Yuanle walked out from the pigsty. After she got out, she scooped up some water to wash her hands. After washing her hands, she went outside and moved the two big bath tubs in.

At this time, Zhao Yuanlan had already put away the food she bought.

Yao'er took the shortbread and ran to the corner to tease the dog, but the little black back was not used to it yet, even if Yao'er fed it to its mouth, it would not dare to eat it.

Zhao Yuanle didn't see the kitten, so he asked curiously.

Yao'er pointed to the back room.

"The cat has moved to San Niang's house."

Zhao Yuanle groaned, and his eyes fell on the kitchen.

He Ju had already picked up the eggs at this time and was looking for something in the kitchen.

Zhao Yuanle walked in and saw that she had already grabbed a lot of dried chilies and chopped them up.

At this time, there were very few small chili grinders, and most of the chili noodles sold outside were ground by stone mills or hammered.

Most people grow chili peppers at home, and they often dry the chili peppers by themselves, and then grind or hammer and chop them when they want to use them.

Seeing Zhao Yuanle come in, He Ju said to Zhao Yuanle: "Go and pull two green onions, and then go to the room where the herbs are kept to pick up some grass fruit fragrant leaves."

Zhao Yuanle smiled slowly.

From the day she crossed over, she wanted to give Lu a hand.

She is quite good at splashing hot peppers.

She walked over and took the knife from He Ju.

"I'll cut it."

He Ju didn't think much about it, and gave Zhao Yuanle the knife, and went to pull the onions by herself.

Zhao Yuanle took another knife from the side, and the two knives started chopping peppers rhythmically.

After chopping half of the dried chilies, she took out the garlic mortar and pounding stick from the cupboard, and crushed the remaining half of the dried chilis.

Coarse chili noodles, thin chili noodles.

Zhao Yuanle mixed the two parts of chili noodles together, cut ginger slices out, and rummaged through the cupboard for a while, and found white sesame seeds and white sugar.

In fact, she still wanted onions, but she didn't have any at this time, so she had to forget it.

Then it was up to her to find other spices.

If there is no mangosteen, then grass fruit, cinnamon bark, star anise, baikou, fennel, clove, and a little bit of comfrey.

Finally, Zhao Yuanle found the peppercorns from the hanging bag, ground the peppercorns with a garlic mortar, and mixed them into the chili noodles.

He Ju came back with shallots and coriander. They had already been washed by the small river, and they only needed to scoop up a little more water to wash them.

When He Ju brought these in, he was about to start a pot and heat up the oil.

Zhao Yuanle volunteered.

"Sanniang, let me come."

He Ju: "Okay, I'll watch from the side."

Although splashing hot peppers is very simple, it takes experience to control the oil temperature. If the temperature is high, the fry will become burnt, and if the temperature is low, it will not be fragrant.

Zhao Yuanle confidently started the pot and put rapeseed oil in it.

He Ju's eyes gradually became distressed with the poured rapeseed oil.

"It's fine, it's fine, what are you doing with so much oil?"

Zhao Yuanle still put enough oil, and then started to light the fire.

When the oil is hot, she puts coriander slices and ginger slices and scallion slices in, returns two firewood and turns to low heat to fry slowly.

Until these are golden brown, she scoops these out with a slotted spoon.

He Ju quickly took a bowl to catch it.

"Save this to eat at night, there is still a lot of oil on it."

Zhao Yuanle nodded, and after finishing all this, he began to add more firewood, heated up the fire, and the temperature of the oil increased. At a certain point, He Ju hurriedly said it was over.

Zhao Yuanle had also withdrawn the firewood at this time, and when the oil temperature dropped a little, he sprinkled the white sesame seeds into it and fried it until fragrant.

He Ju looked at Zhao Yuanle in surprise: "You prodigal woman, you have found me hiding so much?"

Zhao Yuanle stuck out his tongue and observed the oil temperature. When the oil temperature was about the same, he added comfrey and picked up the pot directly.

She has added sugar and white wine to the chili noodles, and added sesame oil to stir it again. The spices are buried underneath, and the prickly ash noodles are mixed in the chili noodles.

With a clap, Zhao Yuanle poured hot oil into it, and He Ju hurriedly picked up chopsticks to stir, and after stirring, he found that there was still so much material in it.

She glanced at Zhao Yuanle angrily: "You are the one who eats."

　small theater:

　　Little black pig: Oh tui, a group of inferior pigs dare to pollute the air, accepting the blessing of the pig god, they will all die!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)