Chapter Twelve Fat Sausages
Spice cultivation is a long-term job, and it is not urgent to be urgent.
Gu Xiang looked at the time and it was time to prepare lunch again. She washed her face, picked up a can of sauce from the shelf, and walked towards the direction of the big kitchen.
The sauce was brought for Lao Du.
Lao Du had already expressed his covetousness for the sauce made by Gu Xiang. When he saw the mushroom sauce handed over by Gu Xiang, his face shone brightly. He couldn't wait to take a piece of cooking cake, opened it, dug a small spoon and wiped it on it.
The soy sauce is red and slightly spicy. When the mushrooms are bitten, they are even more fragrant than the meat. Lao Du simply feels that his tongue, which has been degenerated over the years, has suddenly reborn.
As long as he paired it with this sauce, he could eat three of those hard steamed buns that could hurt teeth.
"I really have a bite of sauce every day, and I won't change it if I give it to a god!"
Gu Xiang laughed so hard that he talked to Lao Du for a few minutes, then cleaned his hands, put on an apron and prepared to cook: "Come on, see what you have to eat today."
Soon, several helpers came over with ingredients, and their faces showed a little embarrassment: "Gu Xiaochu, Du Touer, there are still a lot of mixed noodles and wild vegetables, but the pork meat is almost finished, and only a bunch of bones are left."
Lao Du said: "Can you still eat meat every day? You really think that you are a young master from a famous family, so don't choose some of them."
Their Yongyijun has been rich recently. Although they can definitely not afford mutton, they can still eat mutton occasionally.
It’s just that the steamed pork is fishy and bitter. I eat it just because it’s meat and can grow strength. In fact, no one likes it.
However, after Gu Chu's hand, the pork was completely different from what they had eaten.
He felt that it was a hundred times more fragrant than mutton.
No wonder everyone is addicted to it.
Gu Xiang chuckled. The soldiers were all doing physical work. They had to eat at noon. It would be better to have some oil and water. She thought about it and looked around and looked at the ingredients. The bones were also very useful and could not be thrown away. She bent over and picked up the pig thrown aside and took it to the stream to clean it.
Gu Xiang cleaned it up for a while, and turned around and saw Lao Du looking at her blankly, and smiled casually: "Change some patterns at noon today, cold pork dispenser, braised fat intestines, and at night, um, let's just fat intestine noodles. Also, the bones help me chop open the hanging well and put them in it, I'm useful."
Lao Du:!!?
He finally couldn't help but look horrified.
But Gu Xiang didn't see his face. He turned over the soaked pig intestines with great enthusiasm and brushed them with the scallion knots. Unfortunately, there was no sauerkraut water, but it was enough to rub it with more salt.
Blanch the fat intestines in water, marinate them with dark soy sauces. To make it look good, the marination time should not be too long. Just a moment. After marinating, wrap the seasonings made of ginger, garlic, leaves, pepper, cinnamon and fennel, wrap it in water and stew it, and take it out and cut it into finger length for later use...
Lao Du led the chefs to the stove to steam the cakes, and they winked at each other.
When Magistrate Wang sent a young girl who was only fifteen or sixteen years old to the kitchen, he was decided by this person. Old Du smiled on his face. He was not Huang San's stick, so he refused to offend Shangguan, but he felt a little uncomfortable.
As a result, the little girl was so tight that Lao Du recalled the three cake rolls he ate yesterday. He felt that the oil residue was sweet and fragrant. The cake was thin and transparent, but it was very chewy when bitten in his mouth. It made people want to eat one and the next one. When his stomach was full, his mouth still couldn't help but want to eat it.
He followed Shangguan to Fanlou for a meal. Although he did not serve the table, Fanlou invited all the imperial chefs. He had learned the skills of the imperial chefs seriously. Just looking at the knife skills, the placing of the dishes was very good. But after eating the remnant banquet given by Shangguan that day, they just thought it was delicious.
The meals made by Gu Xiaochu make people feel comfortable, as if they have just learned about the five flavors of the world.
When cooking alone, they still don’t. Diners can eat it. Lao Du and the chefs are now obedient to Gu Xiang. First, they look at her craftsmanship and second, they look at her sincerity.
But...the pig intestine is really too out of the ordinary.
Even if it was a pig's belly, Lao Du would not have sweated coldly.
It is a taboo to learn other people's cooking skills. Gu Xiaochu obviously has his own secret recipes. It is not easy for Lao Du to ask and look at Gu Xiang, so he could only look at Gu Xiang with concern, fearing that a little girl would be beaten by those rough men after she was beaten.
The Yongyi Army's military discipline is not good, and a group of soldiers often take action in private if they have disagreements.
Gu Xiang is actually so greedy.
Some of her favorite home-cooked dishes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, mapo tofu, sweet and sour pork ribs, cola chicken wings, and fat intestines.
She has been eating in school cafeterias these years, and it is easy to eat other dishes, but it is rare to have fat intestines.
Pour the vegetable oil, scallion, shredded ginger into the pot in turn and throw it in and stir-fry.
As soon as the fire burned, the strong fragrance burst out instantly and dispersed with the wind. Lao Du and others felt their throats snoring upwards, and looked at each other for a moment.
"Tao Du, why do I smell this thing? It's quite fragrant?"
Gu Xiang wiped the sweat from the forehead with the back of her hand slightly. The shovel in her hand was as big as a shovel, and she had to greet a few big pots. At this moment, she felt that her arm strength was a little insufficient.
There are knives in the system mall, and the knives have a long arm strength. According to the introduction, the knife skills can be upgraded to higher levels. When light, it can be carved on bean sprouts, and when heavy, it can easily crack the beef bones.
There are also small skills such as spoons and pots, and perfect-level skills that can make more than 100 pounds of spatulas like arms and fingers. The original price of these skills is 800 points.
Well, it's expensive.
After stir-frying the fat intestines, pour it out and set aside. The fat in the pot is sizzling. Gu Xiang grabbed a handful of sunflower vegetables and did not chop them up. He put them in large pieces into the pot. He broke the rawness slightly. The fat intestines rolled on the sauce and poured them on directly, and a sizzling sound was sizzling.
Gu Xiang felt that he could destroy three bowls of rice with this dish.
Today, the rice was not cooked and the steamed buns were not out of the pot. Gu Xiang took a pancake, cut it open from the middle, shoveled a shovel of fat intestines and stuffed it in, stuffed some chopped peppers and sauce, and took a bite, which was crispy and fragrant.
"call."
As the food orders increased by 3 points, Gu Xiang breathed out with satisfaction. It seemed that she would cook for herself in the future and could prosper her life at critical moments.
She lowered her head and ate a bowl of rice, making her stomach round.
This is the first time I have eaten so satisfied since I traveled through time.
The fried fish balls she made were of course a rare delicacy in the world. After simplification and simplification, they still shocked the villagers of Guzhuang. But for Gu Xiang, dishes like this that are not very good at serving the table were her life in more than 20 years of her previous life.
Soaked in the familiar fragrance of rice, Gu Xiang stared at the food spots on the system interface-721(3).
The food she gave herself was calculated separately. Gu Xiang thought about it and opened the system mall and gently pulled the list backwards.
[Dali Soup: 1000(1) Food Spot/1 hour...Yanshou Soup: 10000(100) Food Spot/10 days...Food Space: 20000(100) Food Spot/cubic meters...]
Chapter completed!