I add points to my martial arts in the real world

Chapter 147 Shara
"Come on, come with me. The rooms are all ready-made. My eldest brother's room is empty. They don't come back to live often. Even if they come back, it's okay. They are in the town. It's okay if they don't live here."

Xiao Hu took the two of them to the third floor and took a look. It was a clean room, with a bed without sheets, a wardrobe and a dressing table. There was air conditioning in the room, and everything looked new.

Just when Xiao Hu was introducing, his wife had already come to the room carrying sheets, bedding and pillows.

"Come on, just leave this place to my wife. I'll kill a chicken and make challah for you at noon today. Brother Qian, you can have a drink."

Seeing that her wife was already busy, Xiao Hu was about to take Qian Dong downstairs.

"It's okay to drink. You can drink a little. Wife, you accompany your sister-in-law to clean up. Brother Hu and I will go downstairs."

Qian Dong put his luggage in the room, walked downstairs with Xiao Hu, and said to Gong Yan, as for whether he can drink alcohol, he was quite able to drink before, but after practicing martial arts, both his physical fitness and digestive system have improved. I don’t know how much it has improved, but basically I have never been drunk.

"Okay, you go ahead. Come on, sister-in-law, I'll help you."

Gong Yan was not that ignorant. She nodded with Qian Dong and then took the initiative to communicate with Brother Hu's wife.

"Brother Hu, what is Shara?"

Qian Dong followed Xiao Hu downstairs and asked.

"Shala is a specialty of our place. It is cooked with wine and food. I will kill a native chicken later, fry it and pour a lot of our home-made wine into it. Then you can eat meat and drink at the same time. , you can control the length of time when the wine is cooked, we call this Shala.

In addition to native chicken charlatans, we can also make croaker charlatans, native duck charlatans, and mushroom charlatans. There are many varieties. Any important reception here will have this charlatan. "

When Xiao Hu talked about Xia La, his eyes lit up.

"Oh, I understand. I'll have to study later. I'm really looking forward to it."

Qian Dong has never tasted it, but he is still looking forward to it. In fact, this method is similar in many areas of our country.

In Guangxi, wine and pig offal are cooked together, and in Taiwan, mutton is stewed in wine. Qian Dong has never tried it, but I heard that the meat cooked this way has a unique taste, and drinking this wine is very stomach-warming and very comfortable.

However, this method has a common feature, that is, the wine used must be made from pure grain wine to make it delicious. If industrial wine is used, it will only destroy the pot of soup and make it completely unpalatable.

Mr. Hu Fengjun smoked a cigarette and stroked his cat while the two women cleaned up the room. Qian Dong watched Brother Hu catch a big hen in the chicken shed at the back.

Next, he was very quick with his hands and feet. He killed the chicken in a few strokes and then roasted the whole chicken on the fire, using the fire to burn off the hair.

This is different from what Qian Dong usually sees. Whether he lives in his hometown or in Guangdong Province, all he sees is scalding with boiling water and then plucking the hair.

This was the first time I saw someone directly singeing hair with fire, but he didn't express his opinion. Looking at Xiao Hu's skillful movements, it was obvious that he was an experienced cook.

"Ankang, you go kill another duck and make it a painted duck. Qian Dong is a martial arts practitioner, so prepare more food."

Sitting on the recliner in the living room, Mr. Hu Fengjun's voice came loudly.

"Okay, ba."

Xiao Hu and Qian Dong were killing chickens and burning their feathers on the front floor, so he heard the old man's words very clearly. "Brother Qian, how big is your appetite?"

After Xiao Hu finished speaking, he looked at Qian Dong curiously, and asked the old man to give a special explanation. It was obvious that Qian Dong's appetite must be extraordinary. If he only ate one more bowl, his grandfather would definitely not say more. There were so many guests. Cooking some rice is for sure.

"Well, under normal circumstances, it's enough food for three or five people."

Qian Dong showed a polite smile, and then revealed a little bit about his appetite. Practicing the Great Zhou Tian Gong only stopped his appetite from increasing, and Qian Dong estimated that after he learned the bone training Longhu Jin from Grandpa Hu, , the weight and appetite should still increase.

"Such a big appetite? My grandpa is over 80 and eats more than me. I didn't expect you to eat more. Are all martial arts practitioners so good at eating? Is your wife the same?"

Xiao Hu opened his eyes wide and looked at Qian Dong's figure again. He didn't look fat. Ordinary people can eat enough for three or five people, which is not enough to fill their throats.

"No, no, my wife has a normal appetite, but I eat a little too much."

Qian Dong waved his hands repeatedly.

Next came a lot of busy work, including a big pot of Charla and a pot of duck in lacquered oil. The lacquered oil is oil pressed from the fruits of the sumac tree. The cooked dishes have a strange aroma and are a local specialty.

In addition, there is also a pot of mushrooms. Although there are only three dishes, each pot has a huge portion.

"Come on, brother Qian, and my brothers and sisters, please try this lacquer oil duck first, taste it a little first, because many people will be allergic to this lacquer oil after eating it. You can eat a little bit first, and you won't be allergic later." If you have any reaction, continue eating. Today’s challah does not contain lacquer oil, so even if you are allergic to lacquer oil, it will not affect this dish.”

The entire meal was cooked by Xiao Hu. His wife was spooning Xia La on the side, and everyone had a bowl in front of them.

Qian Dong thanked him repeatedly. According to Xiao Hu's words, he first picked up a pair of lacquered oil ducks with chopsticks. The duck was a local duck raised at home. It didn't have any fishy smell. With the lacquer oil, it did have a special fragrance. The combination of the two, Extremely delicious.

After tasting the lacquered duck, everyone clinked glasses with each other. Qian Dong took a sip. His mouth was filled with the aroma of wine, mixed with the sweetness of local chicken. It warmed his stomach after drinking it. It was indeed unique. Flavor.

"This is delicious. I didn't expect it to be so delicious."

Gong Yan also took a mouthful of lacquered duck and her eyes lit up. Then she took a sip of the served Chara and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Sister, this one does not contain lacquer oil today. It would be more delicious if lacquer oil was added. Not only is it delicious, it is also nutritious. After drinking it, your stomach will feel warm. Drinking this is good for women."

Xiao Hu's wife, who was sitting next to Gong Yan, couldn't help but say something. This was the first time Qian Dong heard her speak. She had some accent and her Mandarin was not very good.

"Come on, let's continue drinking."

Mr. Hu Fengjun, Xiao Hu and his wife, and Qian Donggongyan each drank two bowls of a large pot of charlatan and were almost wiped out.

The meal started next, but Xiao Hu had already taken out a large bucket of wine and started to refill Qian Dong and Gong Yan's wine.

After drinking two bowls of charlatan, Mr. Hu Fengjun started to leave the table after eating a large bowl of rice, leaving the rest to let the young people continue to drink.

(End of this chapter)