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Chapter 605 Both the cat and you want to know the taste of beggar chicken!Dundun: Poor enough to eat

Chapter 605 Both the cat and you want to know the taste of beggar chicken!Dundun: Poor enough to eat dirt? 【Subscribe】

"It's easy, and I can do it too!"

Seeing Lin Xu making mud, Shen Jiayue volunteered to help.

If you want to talk about other dishes, maybe you really can’t help, but for the dish of Beggar Chicken, we can know it when we are three years old, okay?

Chen Yan said:

"If you can, then I can too, isn't it just playing with mud..."

Seeing her daughter and niece rolling up their sleeves and looking like they were about to strike, Han Shuzhen couldn't help but said:

"If you two are in a hurry, take Dundun to the nearby plank road, or help dig wild vegetables, don't make trouble here, how old are you, and you still want to play in the mud."

There are so many people here, so don't pay attention, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?

Shen Jiayue pouted, and hugged Dundun:

In the past, beggars had no pots or stoves, and they used this method to make do with stolen chickens, but now, basically no one operates in this way.

He didn't pay attention when he came here, but only now did Qi Siming realize that the clothes inside were uneven and wrinkled.

Although the beggar chicken has not been roasted yet, you can make something else first, so that everyone can rest assured that it is not a problem that so many people are waiting to eat beggar chicken.

"That's true. Twist the chicken from the neck without bleeding, then dig out the chicken's buttocks, take out all the internal organs, stuff some salt into it, and wipe mud on the chicken feathers until The location of the hair root, roasted and peeled off, the mud will bring down the chicken feathers, so there is no delay in eating... This is a standard way of beggars, but it is not advocated now."

Around the same time, I greeted everyone to go back from work and prepare for lunch.

Then take a piece of blanched lard oil and wrap the chicken body.

But the quantity is quite a lot, everyone will start together, chatting and choosing dishes.

But after cutting it open, a gust of hot air gushed out from the inside. If he hadn't dodged for a while, he would probably have been smoked by the hot air.

After Lin Xu applied it, he began to apply the next one.

It is a little strange to this place, and it feels like it has been here before, and it is just about to take a look.

She stood up, intending to take a picture of the opening process, so that foreign friends can experience the mysterious oriental food.

Back in the kitchen, Lin Xu mixed the washed wild vegetables with dry powder and steamed them in a pot.

Zeng Xiaoqi said:
"I just remembered after you said that. There are still four chickens buried in the pit. I have to save some stomach, so as not to stare blankly later."

Lin Xu said:

Fortunately, people who can eat like this basically don't pay attention to the taste, just fill their stomachs.

Zeng Xiaoqi's parents couldn't stay idle, they opened up a vegetable field beside the pond, and the couple are tending it right now.

The little guy has long wanted to see what's going on here.

That game has many dark scenes, and there are many horror elements. When playing at night, you can often hear the girl yelling.

The leaves of Zanthoxylum bungeanum, especially the young ones, not only have the unique freshness of plants, but also have the faint numbing smell of fresh peppers.

Shen Jiayue immediately picked up a piece, chewed and ate it.

"It's the same as making fried food. You sprinkle a layer of dry powder before making the batter. Sure enough, all cooking can be mastered."

When arranging, keep a distance from each other, not next to each other, otherwise it will not be easy to ripen.

After two hours of roasting, the chicken skin is basically crispy and boneless. The chicken skin has the fragrance of lotus leaves and the unique moist feeling of lard. It is very enjoyable to eat.

Relax slightly, roll out the dough sheet slightly thicker than the pancake, and wrap the beggar chicken.

Dou Wenjing asked:
"Isn't that how steak Wellington is done?"

These days, who doesn't want to eat some chickens and ducks raised with vegetables grown at home.

Taking out the four grilled chickens and putting them on the tray, Lin Xu carried them outside.

She wanted to talk about her figure, but when she thought about it, it was somewhat insulting to use such an external factor as Lele's head.

After making the traditional yellow clay beggar's chicken, Lin Xu went back to the kitchen and started kneading noodles to make crispy beggar's chicken wrapped in noodles.

Although the longer the time, the better the taste, but the chicken skin is easy to get mushy.

The lotus leaf is wet, and the yellow mud is easy to fall off when directly applied. Lin Xu grabbed a handful of dry soil and sprinkled it on the surface of the lotus leaf.

After Lin Xu reconciled the yellow mud, he washed his hands and went to the kitchen to prepare to wrap the beggar chicken.

Shen Jiayue said:
"I didn't expect it to be so delicious. It's still made in an oven. It might taste better if it's made with yellow mud in the pit."

"It smells so good, this is the beggar's chicken."

This is the advantage of building an ecological garden. All the ingredients are sourced from local sources, and they are raised and grown by themselves. Not to mention the cost, customers like it just by looking at the chicken farms and vegetable fields.

In this way, three layers are set, wrapped with cotton thread, and a chicken is ready.

Take the lotus leaf away, and the slightly ruddy chicken inside will show its original shape.

She was already mentally prepared to gnaw a mouthful of mud, but she didn't expect this to be unnecessary.

Lin Xu said:

"Other geniuses are withdrawn and reticent, and are not good at communicating. Our family Lele really has no shortcomings."

Wrapped in bread?

"Let's eat, dinner is late today, everyone is probably starving."

Put the wrapped beggar chicken on the grill of the oven, set the temperature, and start roasting.

Lucy has become a professional shocker. She didn't expect that any weeds that grow in the field can be eaten. At the moment, she is holding a cleaned mother-in-law and is being fooled by Dou Wenjing and Chen Yuanyuan to fill her mouth.

The chicken with the crispy skin is especially delicious.

In order to prevent the temperature from getting too high, he deliberately sprinkled a layer of dry soil in the pit, and then put four beggar chickens that looked like dinosaur eggs into it.

"Xiaoxu, I heard that beggar chickens in the past were not as particular about it as they are now. They eat mud without losing their feathers. Is that true?"

Now that there is such a place to go, you can also let the children feed the alpaca and ride the pony, which definitely makes people want to come, even if the adults don’t want to come, the children also want to come.

While filling the pit with firewood, he chatted with Lin Xu about Beggar Chicken.

Upon hearing this, Dundun immediately wagged his tail.

On the nearby land, Shen Guofu dug a hole, put firewood on it, and set it on fire. After the firewood was burned into charcoal, it could be used as a beggar chicken.

Taking the marinated chicken out of the pot, Lin Xu put some soaked dried shiitake mushrooms, dried bamboo shoots, dried shrimp, ham, red dates and other ingredients into the chicken belly to make it taste better.

Don't worry about the lotus leaves sticking to the dough, after baking, the lotus leaves will fall off with a light shake.

Although Dou Wenjing doesn't know how to cook, she has seen and heard a lot, and knows some terms and techniques.

In this way, it is the simplest steamed wild vegetables. After it is out of the pan, sprinkle some garlic paste and stir it. The taste is super good, and eating more is good for your health.

Before cutting, Lin Xu felt that the dough was not too hot and the temperature was okay.

Lin Xu said:

Chen Yan opened her mouth:

Lin Xu said:

Burning a fire seems simple, but there are also skills. For example, when the fire is halfway through, you need to knock the firewood against each other, so that the charcoal on the surface will fall off, and the wood inside will continue to burn.

"Today's lunch will be a bit late."

Lin Xu took a small knife and cut open the crispy dough with a click.

The thickness of the yellow mud is about two centimeters.

These days, Uncle Shang and his wife dug up a lot of lotus roots in shallow water.

Everyone looked at the baked golden dough, and couldn't help exclaiming, the color and the fragrance of the noodles are so lovely.

Uncle Shang was delighted when he heard it:

At the last layer, the lotus leaves were almost dripping with oil, and the rich fragrance kept teasing the people around.

Lin Xu said:

Lin Xu said:

After chatting with Uncle Shang for a while, Lin Xu went to the vegetable field to say hello to Zeng Xiaoqi's parents, and asked about his adaptation to work and life.

"Well, don't worry, it's pretty good here."

The dishes were brought out one after another, and everyone sat in the yard, chatting while eating.

Chen Yan turned around, listening to Lucy speak English, a bit regretful that she didn't choose a foreign language major back then, otherwise she wouldn't have communicated with Lucy in sign language like a fool.

Roasted together with the chicken feathers, the fishy smell and impurities in the chicken feathers are not spoiled at all, and they all go into the chicken.

Put all-purpose flour in the basin, put some salt, sugar, yeast powder, custard powder, and baking powder into it, stir it into flour flocs, and then knead it into a dough.

He sighed inwardly, and then said:

The amount of yeast powder should be less, about one-third of the usual dough, because this dough doesn't need to be fully raised, it just needs to be fluffy.

Now there is no fire, only some sporadic coals are still burning. Although Dundun is not used to it, but with Lin Xu by his side, at least he is not afraid.

The dough is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, with a hint of lotus leaf aroma and chicken umami, and it tastes quite delicious.

Those migrant workers in the capital, who can come to eat with their parents every now and then, and even act like a spoiled child?
And Qi Zhentao just suffered a big loss in terms of nepotism, so he can't be allowed to make the same mistakes again.

Seeing her eating, the others also picked up the dough and tasted it.

Mixed with fresh and tender eggs, it tastes particularly delicious and enjoyable.

As for the number one group pet, it was naturally a certain fat cat who did not want to be named.

Seeing a fire next to it, the little guy was startled. Fortunately, there were many people around, so he tentatively walked over. He didn't dare to get too close, but he really wanted to see what was in the fire pit.

While making mud here, Zeng Xiaoqi and Qi Siming had just washed their faces and walked towards the pond with their respective backpacks.

Wrap it and put it on the lotus leaf scalded with hot water, put the chicken back on the corner of the lotus leaf, then roll forward, then fold the excess part of the lotus leaf on the chicken, continue to roll forward, and put the whole chicken wrapped up.

"When tourists come later, you should be busy. When summer begins, you will have to dig lotus root belts, fish, and there will be people fishing. Maybe you will have to add more people."

"Yes, Chinese food and Western food have many common cooking methods. In addition to beggar's chicken, there is also breaded lamb shank in the northwest region, which is similar to Wellington's method."

After understanding, Lucy let out a long sigh of relief.

Change a lotus leaf, this time with the back of the chicken facing up, and wrap the chicken with the same lotus leaf.

If the lotus root is not dug clean, turning back will affect the growth of new lotus root, and even cause the new lotus root to burst.

The dough in the oven has turned golden brown at this time, and it is slightly puffed up, and it looks very crispy.

The amount is not very large, mainly to match the taste of the chicken.

The two went shopping two days ago, Zeng Xiaoqi bought some spring clothes for her parents, stuffed them into her backpack and brought them here today.

"Very good. It's much more comfortable than before, and the work is easier. I'm even embarrassed. Is this really not a loss?"

"It's always the same."

"Get busy, we've been busy all our lives, and when we're free, we'll feel tired...By the way, in a small corner in the southwest, the chicken farm has already been completed, and the chicks have been put in. I'm afraid it will delay the use. I first bought two hundred half-sized chickens weighing more than a catty, and I also bought a lot of ducks, and I will continue to eat and try not to buy from outside."

Lin Xu took a shovel and carefully scraped away the charcoal and ashes on it.

The IELTS score is the average score of the four dictation, reading, and speaking scores. It is not easy to achieve an eighth score, which is basically at the level of the mother tongue.

Zeng Xiaoqi refused as soon as she heard it:
"No, it's pretty good here, there are no complicated interpersonal relationships, and the work is much easier than in my hometown. If I change to a taller job, my parents will not adapt."

This practice is called kiln chicken.

And for Zeng Xiaoqi, it doesn't matter how much her parents earn, as long as she doesn't get bullied in her hometown, she can come and visit her from time to time, which is much better than many migrant workers.

The temperature inside is very high, full of fragrance, the fragrance of lotus leaf, the fresh fragrance of chicken, the strong fragrance of lard, these flavors mix together, making people salivate involuntarily.

Lin Xu put down his chopsticks and came to the side of the fire pit when it was almost time, ready to dig out the beggar chicken inside.

However, regardless of kiln chicken and beggar chicken, although there are differences, they are essentially the same type of dishes.

Put the ingredients in place, fold the chicken feet into the chicken belly, and put the chicken wings into the chicken neck, so as to prevent the chicken wings and chicken feet from being burnt.

It can be eaten outside and inside, and it feels more cost-effective than baking it with yellow mud.

"That's fine, I'll tell you when I go back, and my parents won't be allowed to follow Zhang Luo."

After burning into charcoal, put it into the pit.

Chen Yuanyuan on the side asked:
"Brother, the master said just now that there are eight chickens, isn't this little mud enough for you?"

"Lele has successfully entered Aunt Lucy's classmate group, and now hundreds of foreigners are chatting with her to practice oral English. It should not be difficult to get the IELTS score of [-] required by Professor Cui."

Lucy opened her mouth wide in surprise, held up her phone and began to shoot.

Shen Guofu sniffed:

Lin Xu looked at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock.

Lin Xu picked up the cotton thread on the lotus leaf with a knife and uncovered the lotus leaf layer by layer.

Having nothing to do, Lin Xu went to the pond to look at the water. Although the water area of ​​twenty or thirty mu is not large, it is not small either.

When the time was almost up, Lin Xu turned on the oven, and a scent wafted out of it.

At the door of the kitchen, Lin Xu mixed the yellow mud by kneading dough, and then beat it hard a few times to make the mud as sticky as possible and wrap it on the lotus leaves more easily.

Lin Xu carefully cut the dough and placed it on an empty plate next to it.

Leaving aside the hygienic issues, the taste of the chicken feathers and roots inside will not be much better.

"Let's go son, Mommy will take you to dig wild vegetables."

"How many can be battered counts as a few, and the rest are wrapped in bread, so that there are vegetables and staple foods, which are more delicious than those wrapped in yellow mud."

Modern cooking pays attention to factors such as beauty, taste, aroma, etc., so the practice of beggar chicken has also been improved, and various branch methods have also been developed.

It is estimated that dinner will not be served until one o'clock in the afternoon.

All the chickens were wrapped, and Lin Xu took them outside. He was talking to foreign friends about Lucy, who actually uses mud as a delicacy in the Chinese people, and then he reacted:

Zeng Xiaoqi straightened her hair by her ears:
"I did it on purpose, so that if my parents think it's too expensive to give up, they can excuse that there are wrinkles and I can't refund..."

Not long after, Shen Jiayue came back with Dundun in her arms and a few aunts who were digging wild vegetables in the woods. Dundun no longer needed to be hugged, but raised his tail, walking slowly and powerfully, like a tiger descending a mountain .

Sprinkle some dry soil on the beggar chicken, then pile the remaining charcoal on top, put some smaller firewood, and burn around the pit.

"My dad has been helping to inquire these days. He always feels that it is inappropriate for your parents to work here. It seems that we are very rude."

All the wood has almost turned into red coals, and the heat can be felt from a long distance.

Qi Siming touched his backpack and asked:
"This is a new dress for my uncle and aunt. Why are you so stuffed? There will be wrinkles."

Such as Qiankun beggar's chicken, such as bread beggar's chicken and so on.

"What a great opportunity to practice listening. It's a pity that Lele is not here, otherwise my English will definitely improve."

Lin Xu used a shovel to dig out one-third of the charcoal in the pit, and spread the remaining two-thirds underneath.

But everyone is not in a hurry, even Lucy, who didn’t eat dim sum on the way, is not hungry. Now she is squatting next to the fire pit, introducing Chinese food to her foreign friends.

This foody and fun-loving look is very much like Shen Jiayue when she played "Subway Leaving".

It's a pity that the figure is much worse than that of the tiger, and it is more rounded, so it looks full of cuteness.

"No, this is to use the soil as an insulation layer to indirectly heat the chicken inside, so that the smell of the chicken will not escape, and the taste will naturally be good."

Lin Xu put on disposable gloves, tore open the fully cooked chicken while it was hot, and used chopsticks to pull out the ingredients stuffed in the chicken belly.

"What? Didn't you just put it in the mud and eat it?"

This is the simplest method. In addition to digging a pit, you can also build a simple earthen kiln, and put the chicken in the kiln for stewing.

Besides, Lele is cute and cute, and the iconic mushroom head is very joyful, and she is the second group favorite in the circle.

Then he fried some small miscellaneous fish caught by Uncle Shang, fried bacon with wild vegetables, washed and chopped the young pepper leaves, put them into the beaten egg liquid, and made a large plate of fried pepper leaves. egg.

In this way, the temperature in the pit is always high, but it will not burn the chicken.

Chen Yan grabbed a piece of chicken wing, and while gnawing on it, she sent a message in the group to poison Shu Yun.

"Oh Maikar, this grilled chicken...beautiful!"

"It's okay to live here, Uncle Shang?"

A total of four beggar chickens were smeared with these yellow mud, and all of them were finished, and charcoal had also been burned on Shen Guofu's side.

Lucy saw it, and followed with her mobile phone, and Dundun also followed.

There are not many wild vegetables in the woods, and they are not big.

Even people from some English-speaking countries, if their education level is not high, still can't get such a high score in the test.

So that's the case...Qi Siming lived a good life since he was a child, and he has never experienced this.

Then carefully pulled out the four completely dried and blackened dinosaur eggs, knocked off the ash on them with a shovel, and put them into the tray.

It is ready to be put on the dining table, so that everyone can witness the smashing of the soil.

Dundun looked at this scene in surprise, his eyes full of doubts:
"Meow meow, is this poor enough to eat dirt?"

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