I have a deep mountain

Chapter 4 Stir-Fried Pork Belly with Porcini Mushrooms

Han Dong, who was in a state of excitement, looked at this large group of elves, and couldn't help but like it in his heart.

He immediately dug them up and piled them aside, and when he dug halfway through, he realized that he had nothing to put back.

He stood up and looked around to see if he could find some large taro leaves to use as containers.

It's a pity that taro is obviously not suitable for this kind of living environment, and Han Dong couldn't find a container to hold things for a while.

Looking at the bunch of cute porcini mushrooms, Han Dong felt very reluctant.

A drop of dew fell from the pine needles and landed on Han Dong's collar.

"Hiss, it's so cold."

The temperature in the mountains was already low. Even Han Dong, who had been busy for a long time, still felt cold.

Clothes and trousers were also wet from the dew on the leaves of the plants in the mountains, and the feeling of cold increased a lot.

The next time the transmission comes, I must prepare more things.

Han Dong glanced at his thin white T-shirt, and suddenly thought of something.

Yes, just wrap the porcini mushrooms in your own clothes.

For the delicacy in the mountains, let alone take off your clothes, even if you take off...

Forget it, although there is no one here, but if the place where the teleportation is sent back is not at his home, but on the street, then he will be angry.

Han Dong looked at the countdown to the teleportation, and it would take more than 40 minutes.

After digging out the rest of the porcini mushrooms in this piece, the time should be almost up.

So Han Dong bent down again to dig out the remaining boletus.

In order not to damage such a rare ingredient, Han Dong dug very carefully. Fortunately, the soil here is soft black soil, and it doesn't take much effort to pry it with branches.

After digging up the boletus within sight, Han Dong checked the transmission time, and it showed that the cooling time was up and it could be transmitted back at any time.

So Han Dong immediately took off his T-shirt and tore it with his teeth along the seam. A good T-shirt was torn into a big piece of cloth.

Only in this way can Han Dong forcefully fit all these cuties.

After taking off the T-shirt, Han Dong's shoulders and arms were covered with goosebumps from the cold, but he didn't care so much, all for the food!
After Han Dong reluctantly packed the pile of boletus, he immediately chose to send it.

【Transmitting...】

After a burst of white light, Han Dong returned to his bedroom.

In his arms was still a huge pile of delicious porcini mushrooms.

"Fortunately, I can bring you back from there, otherwise I would be frozen in vain."

Han Dong looked at the group of boletus with a smile and said.

He quickly found a piece of clothing to put on. It wasn't cold here, but Han Dong was still terrified by the three hours just now.

After returning, the mobile phone also recovered the signal, buzzing and vibrating a few times.

It was an advertisement pushed by the APP. Han Dong crossed out the advertisement and checked the time. It was 21:20.

Han Dong understood that the three hours over there was only equivalent to less than one minute in the real world.

After that, if I go to the deep mountains and old forests to buy wild goods, I don't have to worry about the passage of time in the real world.

Han Dong looked at the pile of porcini mushrooms, a little confused:

"How should I explain your origins to grandpa and grandma?"

……

Early the next morning, when Han Dong heard the rooster crow, he got up and rode his grandfather's tricycle to the county.

Hanjia Village is only ten miles away from the county seat, and an hour's round trip by bicycle is enough.

Not long after, Han Dong arrived at the county vegetable market. He picked out a piece of fat and thin pork belly, and bought some colored peppers.

Onion, ginger and garlic are available in the vegetable field at home. You don’t need to buy them, just pick them now. There are also a lot of vegetables. The loofah in the yard is already ready to eat.

Grandma and grandpa also got up early. When Han Dong got home, grandma quickly said:
"You've only been back for a day and you're in a hurry to work?"

Han Dong smiled and said:
"Grandma, grandpa, let me cook breakfast from now on, your grandson is a cook!"

Grandpa Han Qingguo fetched water to wash his face and said with a smile:
"Grandma, now I can be lazy."

Humming a little tune, Han Dong went to pick the onions, ginger, garlic, peppers, and lettuce he needed, and secretly took out a handful of porcini mushrooms that were hidden under the bed yesterday from the room.

He went out to the yard and began cleaning in earnest.

There is a pressurized well in the middle of Han Dong’s yard, and before using it, some water must be filled into it to form a vacuum so that groundwater can be extracted.

There are many mountain springs in Tianhe County, and the ground water is clear and delicious. Han Dong was thirsty when he was playing outside when he was a child, and he would drink a few gulps directly to his mouth when he came back, and he never had a stomachache because of it.

Han Dong washed off the slick oil on the surface of the pork belly, the red and white are distinct, and the thin pork belly with fat has the best taste. It took Han Dong a long time to choose this piece.

After all the dishes were washed and cut, Han Dong went to the kitchen and heated the pan with oil. There was not much oil in it, and the pork belly itself had a lot of fat.

Han Dong first fried the oil from the fatter parts, and the oil pan crackled. After the heat was right, he added ginger and garlic to fry the aroma.

Then pour all the meat into the oil pan, "Zi", a burst of heat comes out of the pan.

When the meat in the pot was half-cooked, Han Dong added the washed and cut porcini mushrooms. After the white porcini mushrooms were mixed with pork belly, the meat and porcini flavors blended to form a special aroma.

"Xiaodong, what are you frying? It's so delicious!" Han Qingguo walked in and said.

Han Dong smiled and replied:
"Grandpa, I went to the county to buy some meat this morning. I saw someone selling porcini mushrooms. I thought they were quite fresh, so..."

Han Qingguo squinted his eyes and looked into the pot, with a flash of excitement in his eyes:
"Unexpectedly, there are porcini mushrooms on the market now, and we haven't eaten them for many years."

"Grandpa, wait a little longer with grandma, the dishes will be ready soon." Han Dong said.

Grandpa smelled the smell of the kitchen and refused to leave. He smiled and said:
"It's better for grandson to come back, so that grandpa can enjoy the food again."

Since Han Dong studied at the culinary academy, he would take the initiative to cook for his grandparents every year when he came back from vacation.

The two elders are also full of praise for their grandson's cooking skills, and can clearly feel that the level of his grandson's cooking is improving every year.

After the flavors of pork belly and porcini mushrooms are mixed, Han Dong pours in the chopped green and red peppers, stir-fries slightly, and then pours in light soy sauce, salt and sugar to enhance the freshness.

After the pork belly and porcini mushrooms are dyed a layer of caramel, they look more attractive from the outside.

When it comes out of the pot, the hot aroma rises, and Han Dong sprinkles a handful of chopped chives, which is full of color, fragrance and taste.

Grandpa Han Qingguo couldn't help swallowing, and hurriedly picked up the fried pork belly with porcini mushrooms and walked to the yard.

As long as it doesn't rain, grandma and grandpa eat on the wooden table in the yard, where the air and light are good.

After putting the dishes on the table, Han Qingguo took a few glances into the kitchen. Seeing that his grandson was still frying loofah, he quickly picked up a piece of porcini mushroom with his index finger and thumb and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Huh~huo~" The freshly cooked dish naturally burned his mouth, and Han Qingguo was eager to taste it, so he turned the boletus up and down several times in his mouth before he dared to chew it up and swallow it with his teeth.

The rich mushroom fragrance instantly filled Han Qingguo's mouth, like the taste of beef stewed with mushrooms, but its taste is smoother than fresh beef liver.

It smells fragrant at the entrance and wraps around the teeth for three days.

(End of this chapter)