Chapter 32 The third brother even has to scramble for the food to feed the dog)
"Feed the dogs and feed the pigs?! Did I hear that right?" Cheng Chubi's whole body was in a state of confusion, and even his thinking almost fell into chaos.
Are you still human? What kind of cool operation is this? Beef louvers and belly collars are suitable for hotpot shabu-shabu shabu-shabu, and braised tripe and mesh tripe are suitable;
Beef intestines can be used to make beef hotpot that smells terrible but tastes extremely delicious and can make you eat at least three more bowls of rice. It is very delicious.
There are also beef whips that will make the neighbors cry after being stir-fried; there are also delicious cow eggs that are also well-prepared, but they are actually used to feed dogs and pigs?!
I really want to throw you all away to feed dogs and pigs. The most precious thing in a cow has been so ruined by you. Cheng Chubi feels that his anger is almost uncontrollable.
"Yes, those things are full of filthy things. Anyone who dares to eat them will naturally have no choice but to throw them to those beasts." Chef Mei on the side nodded in agreement with a matter-of-fact expression.
At this moment, Cheng Fu, who had been playing with the ax for a long time, put down the axe, picked up a sharp knife, and cut open the cow's belly with great deftness. With a clatter, all the intestines, liver, belly and lungs came out.
Cheng Fu rummaged around quickly and used a sharp knife to remove the beef liver, beef heart, beef lungs, and beef kidneys that could be used to make delicacies. After that, he took his foot and shoved the remaining contents aside with a look of disgust.
Kick.
"Take it quickly and feed it to the animals at home."
"Slow down!" Cheng Chubi was horrified, as if he was shouting to save someone under the sword, and his voice instantly rose an octave.
"???"
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Everyone was frightened by Cheng Chubi's sudden loud shout. Cheng Fu, the chief steward of Lu Guogong's mansion who was in charge of slaughtering cattle, was completely confused.
Didn't I explain it just now? Could it be that the third young master is going to fall ill again?
Cheng Laosi hurriedly took out the medicine in his arms, and Lao Wu and Lao Liu on the side quickly stepped forward and grabbed Cheng Chubi's lapel. "Third brother, let's talk carefully if we have anything to say, don't scare people..."
"You... leave those things for me, I want to eat them." Cheng Chubi looked anxiously, pulled the two younger brothers aside with his big hands, strode forward, pointed at the tripes and said loudly.
"..." A gust of wind, gentle and soft, gently swept through the entire yard.
A hanging nose hair of Cheng Fu, a high-ranking official, was blown into the air and landed on the pile of cow waste that Cheng Fu disliked.
Everyone's eyes were as wide as bells, their expressions were full of confusion, and they looked at the third young master blankly.
"What are you looking at?" Cheng Chubi's face turned dark. "Do you understand that after these things are processed, they taste better than beef?"
"..." Another gust of wind blew by, and everyone except Cheng Chubi remained dumbfounded.
"Give me the knife." Cheng Chubi immediately got angry. You guys don't believe it, don't worry, I'll do it myself. Is it easy for me to eat it in one bite?
"Third Young Master, you, you really want to eat...how about I give you the beef liver and heart, but you better not eat those?"
Cheng Fu, the great butler, forced out a smile and tried to please him.
"What the hell..." Cheng Chubi truly felt that there was a gap between him and these rough guys from more than a thousand years ago. It was a generation gap that was far deeper than the Mariana Trench.
In the end, under Cheng Fu's persuasion, the third son of Duke Cheng of the Duke of Lu could only stand aside and give instructions while Cheng Fu took charge himself.
"Yes, I cut off the four stomachs of the cow, and kept the cow penis and eggs, as well as the cow intestines..."
Cheng Chubi breathed a sigh of relief and asked the two servants to put aside the things he wanted, and then asked them to wash them repeatedly according to the method he taught.
As for the beef intestines, after thinking about it, Cheng Chubi decided to ask the boys to clean the cow intestines as well. Not everyone can accept deflated beef hot pot.
What if he makes a mess and causes everyone in the house to hide their noses and run away, and the neighbors will rush to the Yamen crying and complaining that they are maliciously polluting the air in Chang'an City.
Even if the government does not dare to come into the house to arrest him, it can easily affect the relationship between neighbors. There are already too many rumors about me, the third eldest son of the Cheng family, so there is no need to actively add more information.
Besides, the stir-fried beef intestines are also so delicious that the kids next door will be craving for them.
The three younger brothers were squatting wretchedly not far away, watching Cheng Chubi instruct the boys to deal with the cattle waste that had been intended to be fed to dogs and pigs.
"The third brother actually wants to eat the things that are fed to the dogs. What should I do?"
"What else can we do? As long as he doesn't eat raw food, it's only right to tell him when dad comes back later."
"Alas...poor third brother, I don't know when he will be completely normal."
"Don't talk nonsense. Remember, the third brother is completely healed. At most, he is just out of tune occasionally. This is what dad told me."
"Fourth brother is right, but what if third brother wants to eat raw food?"
"So we have to keep an eye on Third Brother and keep our spirits up."
"good!"
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Cheng Chubi had his people process the ingredients he needed, and then had them take them to the ice kiln to freeze them, so that he could enjoy them another day.
Since my dear father is going to hold a grand family banquet today and invite heroes and heroes from all walks of life? No, it is the civil and military dignitaries from the court who are coming to the mansion to enjoy the delicious food.
Then, as his own son, he must take on the responsibility of the head chef and provide everyone with a whole-ox feast that is both delicious and delicious, which can be regarded as a way to repay the care that his family members have shown to him during this period.
The best beef tenderloin is naturally the best ingredient for making beef dumplings, and beef meatball soup is also a must. In addition, delicacies such as stewed beef brisket are of course indispensable.
There are also excellent dishes such as stir-fried beef back tendons that need to be cooked carefully. As for the braised beef, the most suitable one is of course Jianzi meat...
Cheng Chubi put on the clothes he wore when showing off his cooking skills and began to direct the more than ten kitchen staff to move in the kitchen yard.
Is there an iron rod for hammering meat? Haha, there is a pair of iron maces on the weapons rack of the old Cheng family. This thing is also very fun to use for hammering meat. Well, it just looks a bit scary.
Several rough men who were responsible for cutting the whole cow into eight pieces were already squatting aside to watch the fun. After all, cooking delicious food is not accomplished by sheer force, but requires excellent talent.
The chief steward, Cheng Fu, who was the main expert in dissecting bulls, had put on his clothes again and sat aside to rest.
Although there was an accident along the way, fortunately, the Third Young Master did not do anything other than take away the cow's sewer and those strange things, which finally gave him some peace of mind.
But later, the Third Young Master wanted to take away the beef ribs, a good material used to make crossbows, and said that he would also use them to make food. Cheng Fu was stunned and tried his best to persuade him.
Only then did he reluctantly persuade him to stop.
But we still had to pay the price of a beef back tendon, and the third young master also had to eat the back tendon...
Sigh... Cheng Fu wiped his sweat. It seemed that recovering from the Third Young Master's illness was an arduous task that required long-term planning.