Chapter 68 The food is good, but the beer is missing
"Okay, okay, you will make the arrangements at noon, hahaha, now that the little monkey is grown up, he knows how to take care of grandpa."
The old man touched his gray beard and responded with a smile.
"Look at what you're still missing, and I'll find it for you."
After saying that, he stood up, fearing that Zhang Yu would not be able to find something.
Zhang Yu quickly held down the old man. Apart from the old man, Zhang Yu was the most familiar with this house. He knew where everything was, otherwise he would not be familiar with the food.
"Master, just sit down. I don't know what's going on in your room."
"I'll just arrange for someone to help me in a moment."
"By the way, little one, go to the back of the house and see if there's still a lot of firewood. If not, I'll chop some for the old man to pile up."
"Hey, Brother Yu, I'll go right away."
The younger one went to see the firewood, while Zhang Yu went out to get some meat.
The old man dug a cellar on the north side of the shed to store game animals, as well as some vegetables and mushrooms.
Zhang Yu picked out a medium-sized piece of pork belly. There was a lot of meat next to it. It looked like it was sent by Zhang’s father.
After looking at the prey in the cellar, I found that where the prey was originally kept, except for some dead pheasants and hares, there was nothing else.
Looking at the somewhat empty storage area, Zhang Yu couldn't help but sigh, the old man is indeed old, not like he was when he was young.
Zhang Yu took another pheasant, climbed out of the cellar, closed the lid and held it down with stones.
I took the things into the house and started to defrost the meat.
I found a big basin, threw the pheasant in it, and soaked it in hot water.
"Brother Yu, I don't think there is enough firewood. Let's chop some more."
"It's done."
It just so happens that Zhang Yu has nothing to do now, so he just wants to chop some firewood and stretch his body.
"Master, you are in the house, watching the things defrost. The little guy and I have finished chopping the firewood, and then I will go back to the house to pack lunch."
Before going out, Zhang Yu did not forget to give the old man a few words.
The old man is a strong man. When he heard Zhang Yu asked him to watch these things in the room, he immediately quit, put on his military coat, and went out.
Zhang Yu had just chopped two pieces of wood and moved a bit, when he saw the old man pushing the door open and coming out.
"Master, it's cold outside. You'd better go inside to warm up. I'll finish chopping in a while."
As soon as I finished speaking, I shivered in the cold wind.
"Why should I go into the house? I'm not too old to move, so I should go out and do some exercise."
"You, you, you chop yours, I'll watch mine."
Hey, since this stubborn old man came out, Zhang Yu knew that he couldn't persuade him to go back, so he left it to the old man, waving to the little man and asking him to put the wood on the anvil.
After chopping a few pieces in a row, Zhang Yu felt a little tired. He stopped doing it for a long time and forgot all about some skills. He kept humming with brute force.
Fortunately, after splitting a few pieces, I regained my previous experience. I lowered the ax in the direction of the wood, holding the back half of the ax handle, and split the wood with the help of the falling force of the ax.
The little man also helped and replaced me during the process. Zhang Yu went back to the room to drink water and see how the meat and pheasant were turning.
The old man entered the house while Zhang Yu could not see him, took the ax from the little man's hand, and while chopping firewood, talked to the little man about his strength.
However, the old man did not expect that the shack had windows, and Zhang Yu could see whatever the old man did.
Zhang Yu smiled and shook his head, letting the old man move about while he was in the room and started working on lunch.
First cut the meat into pieces, slice the mushrooms, and turn out the Laoye barbecue grill.
I found a small basin, put the meat pieces in, and marinated it with the only ingredients.
Carrying a hatchet, I went out and chopped some twigs. I cleaned them and put them aside. Later, I used the twigs to spread the meat and mushrooms together and bake them.
He found another big pot, went out and filled a big pot of snow, brought it back to the house, and placed it next to the stove to let the snow in the pot melt slowly.
When I had free time, I started to clean up the pheasants, plucked the feathers, and carried the chopping board and the pheasants out. After more than a mile of land, I started to disembowel the pheasants.
In this mountain, when handling animals, you must stay away from your residential area to prevent the smell of blood from attracting predators.
Although I heard from the old hunter in the village that the wolf cubs in the mountains have migrated north, there are not only wolf cubs in the mountains, but also a kind of carnivore, and blind bears must also be careful.
To a certain extent, the blind bears are more difficult to deal with than the wolf cubs. Although it is winter now and the situation has been the same in the past few years, I cannot be 100% sure that all the blind bears are hibernating. What if some of them are not hibernating?<
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This knowledge was all taught to Zhang Yu by the old man. Although the old man did not allow Zhang Yu to hunt with him, he still told Zhang Yu his experiences.
Zhang Yu quickly disposed of the pheasant and found a place to bury the removed internal organs, using thick snow to hide the smell of blood on the ground.
Seeing that nothing was missing, Zhang Yu returned to the house with confidence, cut the pheasant into pieces, and chopped some onions, ginger, and garlic.
Seeing that the snow in the big pot had melted, I took the big pot outside the door, borrowed the snow water in the pot, and brushed the big pot.
Put the big pot on the stove, dry the water, add a spoonful of lard, and put it into the pot. When the lard melts, add onions, ginger, garlic, and throw in a few dried chili peppers.
Stir out the aroma, throw the chicken pieces into the pot, stir-fry for a while, add some seasonings, add two ladles of water, and cover with a lid.
Then roll out a spoonful of stick noodles, mix in some dough, lift the lid of the pot, place the dough around the edge of the pot, and then close the lid again.
"Cooking 50."
What Zhang Yu cooks is a famous Northeastern dish stewed in an iron pot. Although there is no goose, there is pheasant, so the taste must be no worse than that of goose.
There is just a lack of seasonings. The seasonings here are really very few. They can only ensure the salty taste of the dishes.
But being able to have a meal of stew in an iron pot on the mountain has a unique flavor.
Just this stew in an iron pot directly filled up Zhang Yu's experience points, allowing Zhang Yu to successfully advance to level four cooking skills.
After finishing the stew in the iron pot, we started to build the barbecue grill. The old man's barbecue grill is very simple, just two forked iron rods, and there is a round iron piece underground to fix the iron rods.
There is also a huge long skewer, which is used to pierce the meat. Zhang Yu estimates that this skewer must be more than one meter long.
I took the skewer out and brushed it with snow to make sure it was clean. Then I went back to the house and put the marinated pork belly and chopped mushrooms on the skewer and put them on the two iron rods.
A small torch was piled with wood below, and the firewood from the stove was used to light the small torch. Zhang Yu found a stool and turned the sign happily.
This is the first time since time travel that I have had barbecue and stew in an iron pot. The only thing missing is a little beer, but with Daqu to drink, it makes sense.
This is how we eat in the mountains. If we were in the village, someone might cause trouble.
The two people who were chopping firewood outside smelled the fragrance wafting from the house, immediately dropped what they were doing and rushed into the house.
The two people who had been working for a long time, looking at the one-meter-long large meat skewers and the fragrant pot on the stove, Zhang Yu could really hear the growling in their stomachs.
"Master, please quickly wash your hands with me and go to the stove to warm yourself up. We will have dinner in a while."
The two men quickly washed their hands and sat by the stove, staring at the meat skewers in Zhang Yu's hands with big eyes and tears of happiness at the corners of their mouths.