After being dressed as cannon fodder, I feed tyrants by cooking skills

Chapter 44 Sausage Fried Rice
Suddenly feeling a chill in the back of his head, Meng Hu covered his teeth with his hands and looked at Chu Yanjing with a grin: What's wrong with him?Why did the master light the back of his head all at once?

"Hurry up and work!" Well, after a long time of trouble, it turned out that this was the matter.Isn't it just carrying a girl on the back of a cart? That's not a problem at all!He, Meng Hu, was full of strength, but it was always beneficial to go out and do some physical work.

After doing business with Chu Yanjing for so many years, although he doesn't know anything about doing business and calculating profits, he can still understand the reason why businessmen don't trade at a loss.

"Hey, I said, Miss Jiang, can you make me a small meal when I get back?" He had a big appetite, and he had already digested most of the lunch.

Maybe one day they will have to leave this place to sell goods on the road again. I don't know if they will be able to eat the dishes cooked by Miss Jiang in the future.Forget it, let's get drunk today when we have wine, and we must seize every opportunity while we still have food.

"That's easy to say."

"Got it!"

Meng Hu seemed to have oiled his feet, and pushed the cart back to the door of the shop in a hurry.He tried his best to avoid potholes and stones on the road to reduce the bumps.

A trip to the black market cost Chu Yanjing's 15 taels of silver, Jiang Yu's meal, and...Meng Hu's little effort.

Helping him to the hut in the backyard to take care of everything, watching the girl close Wuqing's eyes, Jiang Yu's hanging heart finally fell down.She went to the kitchen and lit a fire to cook.

This Meng Hu has long been gearing up for the sausage hanging in the lobby, and he has been thinking about it for a long time, but he always forgets to ask Miss Jiang to take a piece for him to taste.

Don't forget anything this time!He stared at the sausage as if hunting, and when the kitchen curtain was lifted, he hurriedly ordered to Jiang Yu: "Miss Jiang, please make me a sausage, I haven't tasted it yet. What does it taste like!"

This is also good, cook a pot of sausage fried rice for Meng Hu, and cook a pot of white porridge.

Right now the girl is falling asleep, and when she wakes up she will be able to drink porridge.People who are weak cannot eat greasy food, otherwise their appetite will be bad for digestion.

Thinking of this, she took a bamboo pole and removed the sausage in the lobby.

"I'll do it, I'll do it. You can't do this kind of manual work. Just leave it to me." Meng Hu stood up and grabbed the bamboo pole, raised his head and put the hook on the rope hanging from the beam.

A large string of sausages bumped into each other, the bamboo poles could not bear their weight and bent, and the rope binding the sausages slipped down. Fortunately, Meng Hu made a timely move.

Handing the sausage to Jiang Yu, he touched his oiled palm, brought it to his nose and smelled it vigorously, and a smell of meat immediately filled his nostrils: it smells so good!

Meng Hu smacked his mouth twice, it was so good, he ate meat again.

Wash off the dust on the sausages and cut into small cubes, peel the potatoes and cut them into thumb-sized pieces.Take out two large bowls of steamed rice, pour in the seasoning and stir evenly to ensure that every grain of rice is covered with the sauce.

But Jiang Yu still seemed to feel that something was missing, but she couldn't figure out exactly which seasoning was missing.Looking at the few red tomatoes piled up on the side of the sticky board, a light seemed to flash in her mind.

By the way, lack of ketchup!
Speaking of this ketchup, Jiang Yu burst into tears.What if the seasonings to be used cannot be bought outside?Then do it yourself!However, due to limited conditions and insufficient materials, the only things that can be prepared are tomatoes and sugar.

The first is to remove the stalks of fresh tomatoes and make a cross, soak them in hot water for a period of time to facilitate peeling.Then he was going to crush the tomatoes and mash them into juice. Qi Yan watched with interest and shouted for help.

The slender fingers with well-defined joints hold the peeled tomato, and the five fingers are closed together and clenched into a fist. With a little force, the bright red juice gushes out.He didn't show any expression, and Jiang Yu could even see a trace of indifference on his face.It is handy to pinch one by one, as if doing this kind of thing often.

Could it be that his family is in the business of butchering pigs?He had inherited his father's mantle as a butcher before he lost his mind?

But I want to come back again, who kills pigs to pop the pig's head?Although Ah Yan's palm is big and there are still many calluses on it, it is definitely not possible to headshot a pig.

It's really off the mark!
Jiang Yu shook her head vigorously to drive these messy thoughts out of her head.Seeing that Qi Yan was squeezing vigorously, he splashed the juice on his clothes a little carelessly.

The light-colored clothes were stained, and it really looked like the color of blood.

She couldn't help but think of the scene when she saw him at the door for the first time, and it was the same with him, the crow-blue robe was stained with sticky blood, and the wet blood was still dripping from the sleeve...

Put in the sugar, cook over a low heat while stirring with a shovel to prevent the pot from sticking, until the soup is thick and ready to serve.

The ingredients of the things you make yourself are simple, and there are absolutely no harmful substances.It's just that the taste doesn't taste that good, but it's better than nothing, and everything has its own value.

Add another spoonful of tomato sauce and stir the rice again.

The hot oil in the pan met the water droplets and splashed Lao Gao, and went straight to Jiang Yu's white arm. She let out a pain, and stretched out her hand to see that the place where the hot oil was splashed immediately turned hot and turned into little red spots.

Perhaps it was because the water was not drained when washing off the starch on the potato cubes just now, so they were directly poured into the hot oil pan.

Hearing the sound, Qi Yan immediately put down the firewood in his hand, and pulled Jiang Yu to the side of the basin to wash her.Hearing Jiang Yu's cry of pain, he actually panicked, he didn't know what to do, he just thought that cold water would cool him down, and if his sister was scalded, a shower with cold water might not hurt so much.

"Sister, do you feel pain?" Qi Yan's eyes were full of distress, and he held Jiang Yu's burned arm and refused to let go.

"I'm fine, just keep lighting the fire. Let go, or you'll be burnt in a while." Hearing that Jiang Yu said she was fine, Qi Yan was relieved, and turned around to put the firewood into the fire again. In the pit.

Fry the rice well and put it out, put the washed rice into the pot, cover it, and keep the fire strong.The rice porridge is delicious when the rice is boiled until it becomes soft and rotten.

As soon as the sausage fried rice was served, Meng Hu went straight to eat the diced sausage in the bowl.

Hey, don't look at the black thing hanging on the beam of the house and it doesn't look good, but it has a special taste in your mouth!

If they take a few of these things with them when they walk in the caravan in the future, if they encounter a ghostly place with nowhere to go before the village or behind the store, they can eat a tooth-making sacrifice, which is no better than eating dry pancakes!
"Miss Jiang, can you sell me some sausages?"

(End of this chapter)