Chapter 954 Try to win the half-year's life of an unethical elder
Chapter 954: Trying to win half a year’s salary from an unscrupulous elder (please subscribe and vote)
Afraid that the Third Young Master might accidentally get his hair fried, he picked up a dried meat stick that was no worse than a wooden stick and beat him randomly, leaving him speechless and speechless.
After beating the dried meat in the palm of his hand for a long time, Cheng Chubi heard a sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping.
When I raised my eyelids, I saw a dog passing by across the street with its tail between its legs and howling.
Then three younger brothers, four, five and six, grabbed their weapons and shouted energetically while chasing after them.
There was also the Cheng family servant who was panting behind and chasing his three younger brothers.
Seeing this scene, Cheng Chubi's face darkened, and he almost wanted to smash the dried meat stick in his hand.
Forget it, I'm too lazy to pay attention to those three little bastards, let's think about how to fix this thing, maybe I can make something suitable...
Cheng Chubi's eyes suddenly lit up, why did he forget that good treasure, pork floss!
One of the compressed dry food formulas I just made contains meat floss.
It just so happens that these dried meats, which are as hard as sticks, are really good ingredients for making pork floss.
Anyway, no one eats this stuff at home. It's all made into floss. Maybe the three brothers can still eat some.
Cheng Chubi took the dried meat stick and wandered back to his room.
Then he revised the three-part ingredient list again, and then asked Deng Chengxin to take it to the housekeeper, Uncle Fu.
"Besides, remember to tell Uncle Fu to send all the dried meat to me."
"Sir, what do you want with these things?"
Deng Chengxin glanced at the list, and couldn't help but look at the third young master in confusion.
When Cheng Chubi heard such questions, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.
"I'm going to use it to make military rations and try to win half a year's salary from some unscrupulous elder."
"..." Deng Chengxin copied this list and left Cheng Chubi's house in confusion.
I always felt that when the young master spoke, his expression looked particularly forlorn, and I don't know if he was stimulated by something else.
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Cheng Chubi carried the dried meat stick and came to the kitchen of old Cheng's family.
Behind him was Deng Chengxin, who looked very strange, his eyes fixed on the dried meat stick in the third young master's hand.
I really don’t understand what it means for the Third Young Master to carry this thing everywhere he goes.
But now that we are in the kitchen, could it be that the Third Young Master has an idea and is planning to use this dried meat stick to make some delicacies?
Deng Chengxin couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he thought of the Third Young Master's unpredictable but always mouth-watering cooking skills.
Cheng Chubi walked into the yard and glanced around, and saw the big roller used to crush grain.
I staggered to the point where I stood in front of this large stone roller, which must have weighed at least two thousand kilograms.
A donkey was watching the rotation of the big stone roller, and a servant was carefully sweeping the flour from it.
At this time, I heard that Third Young Master, the literary and culinary director of the old Cheng family, came to the kitchen to inspect the work.
Cheng Bao, the new steward, hurriedly jumped over. "I've seen the Third Young Master. What do you want the Third Young Master to do?"
Cheng Chubi smiled and nodded at the steward Cheng Bao, shaking the dried meat stick in his hand and asked.
"It turns out to be Uncle Bao. Can this thing crush the dried meat in my hand?"
"???" Steward Cheng Bao looked at Cheng Chubi with a confused look on his face, and then at the stone roller.
I always feel that there is something wrong with my ears and I hear something out of tune.
Deng Chengxin looked at the expressionless face of the third young master and cautiously advised him.
"Sir, why don't you just eat it? Let's not waste it, okay?"
"What's a waste?" Cheng Chubi glared at Deng Chengxin unhappily.
He shook the dried meat stick in his hand, which was hard enough to be used for beating sap during robbery, and explained patiently.
"I'm going to make this stuff into meat floss."
"Pork floss?" Cheng Hu and Deng Chengxin looked at the dried meat stick with confused expressions. The meat was so tight, why did it loosen?
Cheng Chubi ignored these two guys and called to the servant who had packed up the stone grinder to lead the donkey forward while he stuffed the dried meat stick inside.
"Here, I'll stuff this thing into the roller and make the donkey go slower, little by little."
Then he heard a sound like a piece of wood breaking. Cheng Chubi stood aside and looked at it until he ran over it.
Cheng Hu and Deng Chengxin both saw the dried meat that had been crushed and cracked into a flat shape.
Cheng Chubi used a tool to move the dried meat to another position, and asked the servant to continue leading the donkey to drive the roller.
After seven or eight laps, Cheng Chubi brought a dustpan filled with food and swept the floss that had been crushed into minced meat into the dustpan.
He stretched out his hand, pinched a small amount, and put it into his mouth. Cheng Chubi squinted his eyes and felt the taste carefully.
Hmm...it still tastes like bacon jerky, and after being crushed, you don't need to chew it. You can just sip it and wait for the saliva to moisten it before swallowing it.
Cheng Hu also took two bites, smacked his mouth, and couldn't help but point at the pile of wood chips.
"Third Young Master, could this be meat floss?"
Cheng Chubi nodded with satisfaction, pinched some more and put it in his mouth, tasting it while explaining.
"Yeah, but this process is wrong. It should be in a semi-dry state and the meat should be crushed and spread out.
In addition, our roller is too powerful, but this is okay, after all, it is going to be placed in the army rations, so just break it into pieces."
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Since you have to do it, you must make people look at you with admiration and make His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty feel sad for today's act of teasing the younger generation.
Let Li Ji cry and offer him half a year's salary.
When I think about it, I can use multiple varieties of compressed dry food as bricks to whip those elders who have no moral ethics.
Cheng Chubi suddenly became very motivated, and then began to give orders to Cheng Bao, instructing the dozen or so handymen in the old Cheng's kitchen to get busy.
The first step is to break all the materials or grind them into fine particles. And it should not be too fine to avoid clumping and scale during the production process.
When General Cheng finally led the eldest and second eldest children back to the house, only one-third of the various ingredients that His Majesty had given him had been carried.
Cheng Yaojin couldn't help but be a little confused, and waited until Uncle Guan Dingfu explained.
Cheng Yaojin was happy as he stroked his thick beard like a steel needle.
"Young man, this guy must have offended His Majesty again by making some kind of mischief.
But it’s okay. We’re celebrating the New Year in our house this year, so there’s no need to buy them.”
The housekeeper, Uncle Fu, nodded with deep understanding. He quickly thought of another important matter and reached into his arms to take out the note.
"What I said is absolutely true, but Sir, the Third Young Master gave the villain this note, saying that he was going to compress the army rations."