Wild boar meat is actually a medicinal material that can nourish the stomach and treat hemorrhoids. However, it has a strong fishy smell. If it is not cooked well, the taste will be very overpowering.
But today’s chef is obviously very proficient in cooking wild boar.
When Chu Heng came over, he went to the stove and smelled it a little uneasily, but he didn't smell a certain odor, only the mellow aroma of grease.
"It smells good." He looked at the man in his forties holding a frying spoon at the stove with a smile, and asked, "My cooking skills are good, there is no odor at all."
The man waved his hands nervously and said: "I can't be called a brother. I don't have any cooking skills. My hometown is close to the mountains. I often ate this when I was a child. Naturally, I know how to get rid of the stinky smell."
"That's it." Chu Heng suddenly realized.
Du San came to him at this time and said, "Master Chu, let's stop standing here and go into the room to chat."
"Let's go."
Chu Heng nodded and walked to the next cabin with him and Cen Hao.
Seeing this, the three girls of Dong Ting also followed up.
When he passed by the wooden pile where Cen Hao practiced, he glanced at the two dogs holding the bone stick and gnawing happily, and suddenly he thought of that little loli Liu Hong.
If that stupid girl was here, this bone might not be saved!
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he immediately knelt down and stroked the dog's head a few times, then stood up and left.
A few of them came to the house, each found a place to sit down, and started chatting happily. Maybe it was because there were women around. Du San and the others were busy bragging about who they drank with yesterday.
Yes, Qian'er beat someone five points, and there was some color in his words both inside and outside.
The three girls of Dong Ting didn't care about this, and even laughed and interjected from time to time, which can be said to be quite bold and unrestrained.
The group of people chatted like this for a while, and the meat outside was finally cooked.
"It's time to eat!"
With a shout, the noise immediately started outside the house, and it was as lively as the Chinese New Year.
"Go, go, stay here."
Chu Heng pushed away Guan Yue who was holding his arm and rubbing against him, and came outside with great interest to watch them share the meat.
At this time, a small group of forty people had gathered outside the house, each holding a big bowl in their hands, and they lined up in an orderly manner in front of the table set up next to the stove.
There were three large pots on the table, one filled with braised pork, one filled with sliced braised pork, and the other filled with golden steamed buns.
People in line came forward one by one, and each person got a big spoonful of braised pork, three to five pieces of meat, and the steamed buns were all there to eat.
After finishing the meal, they didn't go far, just found a brick or piece of wood nearby, sat down, and started to eat with their heads down.
"tasty!"
“It smells so good!”
"It's just too thin. If it had more fat, it would taste oily when you bite it, it would be delicious!"
"It's good to have some, but why do you still think it's sour when you ask for food?"
"It's just that the dog has only had enough to eat for a few days, and he starts to dislike this and that. He will starve to death!"
"Hey, I'm just talking!"
…
A group of people were devouring the meat, with expressions on their faces as if they were eating a Manchu banquet.
To be honest, sometimes it is a great pleasure to watch people eating and see the satisfied and happy expressions on their faces.
After Chu Heng watched intently for a while, they also started eating.
Compared with those outside, their food is much better. In addition to a large pot of braised pork and a large pot of braised pork slices, there are also pig head meat, pig ears mixed with cucumber shreds, peanuts and persimmons mixed with sugar and other dishes to go with the wine.
This cannot be said to be a privilege. After all, Du San and the others got the food back, so there is nothing wrong with eating more.
"Come on, come on, sit down, sit down, fill up the wine!"
Chu Heng, who had never eaten wild boar meat, took a look at the fragrant meat slices on the table, hurriedly asked people to take their seats, threw away Kuai Zi, and started eating and drinking.
After drinking a few glasses of wine, Du San, who was sitting next to him, seemed to have just remembered something. He suddenly turned his head and said to him casually: "By the way, Mr. Chu, the people in the compound are...
They are looking for Cen Hao all over the city, saying that they want to deal with him, so you should come out and say hello."
"No need." Cen Hao swallowed the pieces of meat in his mouth hard and sneered disdainfully: "They are just a bunch of chickens and dogs. I can kill them all with one hand!"
"I'll show you what you're capable of. I don't even know how many words there are, and you've learned how to use idioms!" Chu Heng raised his eyes and glanced at this guy, and said angrily: "Did I tell you? Here we are.
Under my control, there will be less interference in the messy things that happened in the past!"
"Besides, what good does this fighting and killing thing do to you? Can it fill your stomach or make you money to spend?"
Cen Hao shrugged and said, "I didn't want to interfere, but as you saw, they wanted to cause trouble for me. I can't bear to be beaten, right?"
"Don't worry about it. I'll take care of it later." Chu Heng waved his hand casually, then picked up the wine glass and hummed: "What you want to care about most is the matter I told you. If you can't handle it well, just
Hurry up and take your brother Ken Tudou!"
"I know." Cen Hao responded dully, then picked up the glass and took a sip of wine.
Eaters have short mouths, and takers have short hands.
He has taken advantage of both of these things, so he really can’t be tough anymore!
…
It's night.
The sky was covered with dark clouds and the night was so deep that I couldn't even see my fingers.
"You can go on to sleep. I'll be back around three or four o'clock."
Chu Heng softly comforted his wife, who was awakened by the noise he made while getting up and getting dressed. He bent down and kissed her on the forehead, then walked out of the room quietly.
When he came to the yard and pushed out his bicycle, he was about to open the door and go out.
Suddenly there was a whimpering sound at my feet.
Chu Heng lowered his head and shined the flashlight over, and saw two dogs, black and white, squatting at his feet with their leashes in their mouths, looking at him expectantly.
"Go back to sleep!"
He gently kicked the two bastards away, ignoring their disappointed looks, turned around, opened the door latch, pushed the car out of the courtyard, locked the door behind his back, and then quietly walked out along the alley.
As soon as he came out of Xiaolihua, he saw Du San and Cen Hao squatting at the entrance of the alley, smoking cigarettes.
"Let's go."
Chu Heng greeted the two of them, and the three of them got on the car and blended into the restless night.
After leaving for a while, he turned around with some worry and warned the two people around him: "You two, remember, talk less and touch less people and things when you are in the ghost market. Don't break other people's rules."
"Master Chu, what are the rules?" Cen Hao asked in confusion.
"If you have to buy, don't ask. If you don't want to return or exchange, don't adjust. Don't ask about the cost. Watch the chess without saying anything." Chu Heng learned the rules of the ghost market that he had heard from Na Qingyuan.
"What do you mean?" Cen Hao looked confused.
Chu Heng was too lazy to explain too much to the illiterate, so he rolled his eyes and said, "Just follow me, don't talk, don't move around."
