Brother Ye looked at Yu Jian and fell into deep thought again, and stopped disturbing her, and went through the freezer on his own. His sister had just delivered a lot of fresh meat and vegetables, replenishing the already somewhat bottomed freezer.
A complete one.
"Sister, why don't we make horse sausage meat?" Brother Ye didn't know where he found the horse intestine wrapped meat that had been left for a long time. The skin was frozen hard and was still shiny with oil. Brother Ye thought of boiling it with water.
The taste after cooking makes your mouth water.
This sentence interrupted Yu Jian's thoughts. She raised her eyes and looked at the young man's greedy look. She pursed her lips and smiled: "Okay, then knead the dough quickly. This is the first time we make horse intestine naren this year."
, you need to be more prepared.”
In winter, one of the best meats in Xinjiang Province is horse meat. The preparation of horse sausage is very tedious. Cut the fat and lean horse ribs into pieces, select the most tender meat, and marinate it with water from melted snow. Be careful.
The horse meat is completely penetrated into the horse intestine. Under the protection of the casing, the horse meat is air-dried in the smoke of charcoal fire. With the rapid freezing of the temperature, it can be kept fresh to the maximum extent. After waiting for a few days, the frozen meat is in the smoke of smoke.
Evenly dehydrated, the surface also changes to caramel color, and the fat overflowing from the meat slowly soaks into the casing, and the aroma quietly emerges.
The horse intestines on my hand must have been pickled by Chef Li of the hotel last year. The two ends were tied tightly with cotton rope, one section after another. If you get closer, you can smell the unique smell of horse meat.
Yu Jian took out the big pot for stewing meat, put the horse intestines into it, added cold water and started to stew. The smoked horse intestines already had a slight flavor. When the fire boiled, add a little salt and use a small amount of water to cook.
Simmer for an hour to make the meat tender.
Brother Ye on the other side is rolling out Naren noodles. Naren are noodles, half an inch wide. Because they are uniquely hand-rolled, they taste exceptionally chewy and chewy.
After listening to Yu Jian's words, even though his hands were extremely sore, Brother Ye still finished making two large baskets. Looking at the white and tender noodles stacked together, he felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
Since what we had today was Naren, the free soup was replaced by milk tea with a strong taste. After all, in the hearts of Xinjiang people, milk tea and Naren are a perfect match. There are still four kinds of cooking, not too many tricks, just in
Slightly adjusted the preparation of vegetables.
As the time for the horse intestines to stew was approaching, several people outside the door quietly sniffed their noses. The assistant was a little confused when he smelled this strange fragrance that he had never smelled before. He smacked his lips twice and murmured to himself: "This
What does it smell like?" It was so fragrant that it was like a strand of silk wrapped around the tip of his nose. No matter how hard he pulled it, it couldn't be pulled away. It kept getting tighter and tighter, making it more and more uncomfortable for him.
The landlady smelled it carefully and smiled: "Oh, isn't this horse intestine? Fortunately, these two people know how to cook it. I almost forgot..." Lao Li told her when he left, don't forget it.
There was also smoked horse intestines in the kitchen, but as a result, I was so busy that I forgot about it again.
"Horse...horse meat?" The assistant was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it. His voice was shaking when he spoke, "Is...is it the horse I thought about?"
These Chinese people are so scary! Why do they still eat horse meat? In his impression, horses are good friends of human beings, and equestrian performances are even more colorful. The horse that the boss raises in the racecourse is also good, fat and fat.
It's healthy. He would like it more if the attitude was nicer to him. By the way, what's the name of that horse...
"Louise."
"Yes, yes! That's the name..." The assistant clapped his hands, and his facial features instantly became distorted as he suddenly realized. How does the boss know what he is thinking? Could it be that he has the ability to read minds?
Tang Yuan gave him a cold look. From the movements of his crooked facial features, he knew that he must not be thinking of anything good! As expected, he actually remembered his horse...
The landlady looked at the unnatural look on their faces and explained: "The horse meat we eat is from farmed horses and is very nutritious. If you can eat it a few times in early winter, you will be in good health all year round."
!”
However, despite explanations, the expressions of the two people still expressed their gratitude. The landlady bared her eight teeth, and she would naturally get slapped in the face later.
…
As time went by, a lot of diners naturally poured into the restaurant.
"Teacher, are you really going back to your hometown?" The middle school students in the team followed the middle-aged man and asked reluctantly, "Then will you come back?"
The middle-aged man's eyes were a little melancholy. He looked at the child with dark skin and long eyelashes. He touched his head and said apologetically: "I don't know either."
He came here to teach. From being panicked on the first day to becoming accustomed to it now, it was a change in his mood and his love for these children. But now, his time to teach has come, and he has to return to his hometown.
, to accompany my parents who are already old and frightened.
As for whether he can come back again, he really doesn't know.
The middle school student turned around, hugged the middle-aged man's waist, and sobbed: "I can't let you go..."
The middle-aged man sighed, patted his back, and comforted him: "I won't leave until next spring! Come on, it's our turn to get food."
The middle school student wiped away his tears and let him go, but there was still a cry in his voice: "It won't be long."
"You go back to your seat first, and I'll serve you the horse intestines later." Yu Jian put the dishes on the middle-aged man's plate and said.
The middle-aged man laughed: "What a coincidence, I ate horse meat as soon as I arrived!"
When I passed by the landlady, I didn't forget to say hello, and lowered my voice and said, "I'll pay for their meals later, but don't take the children's money."
The landlady glared at him: "Is your meager salary enough?"
The middle-aged man chuckled twice: "A few meals at your place are enough."
This conversation was overheard by Tang Yuan, who was closest to the cashier. After the middle-aged man left, he heard the landlady sigh in a low voice: "They say the conditions here are poor and the children are miserable.
Where there are only children, it is really hard work for these teachers who support education..."
Tang Yuan's ears twitched, silently pondering this sentence, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.
Not far away, the students were not in high spirits. Even though the most nutritious and uncommon horse intestine naren was on the table, everyone was still in a lack of interest. It was a middle-aged man who took the lead by rubbing chopsticks in his hands.
Swallowed heavily.
The horse intestine meat is cut into thick slices and is alternately fat and lean. The lean meat is wrapped in fat and tender fat, with a smoky smell after burning the fruit wood. Chew it slowly in your mouth. The more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes. After swallowing,
, there is another special aroma returning to the mouth, leaving a fragrance on the lips and teeth...