There is a very big pot in Dousha Village. To be more specific, it is a huge copper pot. It is said to have been passed down from ancestors. I heard that it is related to Zhuge Liang. The specific events are too far away to be clear, but Yun Zheng is still
I'm sure this should be a military pot.
Usually this thing is hidden in the old patriarch's house and is never used once in a while. When he heard that Yun Zheng couldn't find a suitable pot for cooking meat, the old patriarch specially brought this treasure over for Yun Zheng to use.
Beef cooked in a small pot is not fragrant. This has long been a common knowledge in the northwest. Beef cut into small pieces is not fragrant when cooked, so Yunzheng cut the beef into large pieces and threw them all in, boiled them over high heat, and grated them.
For blood water, pour in new water and boil again, then pour it out after boiling. The third water is the water that is actually used to cook the beef.
There were very few spices available, only ginger, onion, garlic and Sichuan peppercorns. Yunzheng had no choice but to make do with it.
Cooking beef is a laborious job. With his bare back, the cocklebur spirit stirred the beef with a long bamboo pole. It didn't take long for the aroma of the beef to float out.
Everyone in the village ate their dinner beside the meat pot. The beef was not yet cooked, but the beef soup with a thick layer of butter was ready to drink.
The most delicious thing is to scoop it out and add salt and coriander. There were not many opportunities to eat beef in the Song Dynasty. The family rice was soaked in the Yun family's beef soup. The old patriarch ate three big bowls in one go. After finishing the meal,
He kept talking about sin after putting down his bowl and chopsticks. In his opinion, living like this is a sin.
When the beef was cooked until it was cooked, Yun Zheng used an iron hook to pull it out and put it on the mat next to it to cool down. The salt flavor had already penetrated. Then he cut the beef into small pieces, poured it with dogwood water, and smeared it with peppercorns.
Then rub the icing sugar in and dry it in the sun, and everything will be fine. The delicious beef jerky is completely ready.
People in Jiangsu and Zhejiang need to bring various pickles with them because of their travels. Only these pickles can ensure that they will not go bad on the road. Of course, stinky tofu and other stinky delicacies have emerged.
The only thing Yun Zheng is worried about is whether the humid weather here can dry the beef jerky quickly. If this is not possible, then he has to use grilled beef jerky. The beef jerky produced this way will lose the smell of sunshine and the flavor will be worse. However,
It doesn't matter, you are lucky to have beef these days. Who dares to ask for the taste?
Five cows were cooked five times. It was already late at night when the last cow's turn came. Yun Zheng demanded that the beef be cooked thoroughly this time. After all, he would be counting on it to entertain guests tomorrow.
There are not many people in the village who are free. The children don't feel sleepy even in the middle of the night. Every one of them can always get some beef offal from their mother with their mouths open to satisfy their cravings.
The opportunity to eat beef. The beef offal distributed to each household is also tumbling in the earthen pots of each household.
The bacon was busy coming in and out, and she was always worried about the women who were cutting the meat. Two of them had already rolled their eyes, but they still looked for opportunities to stuff it into their mouths.
Yun Zheng sat in front of the window with a scroll of books and said to the bacon with a smile: "Eat it if you like. There will be so many jobs like this in the future that you can't prevent them. When they get hurt, they won't eat anymore."
"No, young master, they haven't eaten enough. Look at the tiger. If you eat any more, you will be strangled to death." Bacon pointed anxiously at the woman in front of him who was eating and complained to Yun Zheng.
Yun Zheng put away the book in his hand and patted Bacon's head and said, "What if you don't do this? You can't cut the beef by yourself until next month. I can't help you, and neither can Yun Er."
, Quan thinks this is their wages, they are all from their own village, they can eat whatever they want, it is not a big deal."
Bacon always doesn't understand why the young master is so calm. Birds that eat a bite of his own crops need to be scared away with stones, so why are they so tolerant to these women who eat secretly?
At dawn, while there is dew, the women pour the beef slices into the basket, add dogwood water, salt, pepper, and sugar icing sugar, and keep kneading them with their hands until each slice is covered with seasonings.
Let it dry on the bamboo mat and wait for the sun to rise.
Yun Zheng got up after sleeping for half the night. After washing, he went to the bamboo mat, took a piece of beef and put it into his mouth to chew slowly. He nodded while eating. It tasted really good, with a hint of sweetness in the salty aroma.
The aftertaste still has a bit of spicy flavor, and the flavor of Sichuan peppercorns is also strong, which is stronger than the beef jerky I ate in later generations. The only shortcoming is that it is not spicy enough.
Yun Er now completely regarded himself as a child. He left the house naked, ate a piece of beef jerky and went to find the unconscious bacon who was sleeping on the firewood pile. This poor girl didn't get along at all last night.
Through the eyes, the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy is at the age where he loves to sleep. He falls asleep when he gets a little free time. Yun Er pushed her twice but didn't wake her up.
"Someone has stolen the beef!" Yun Er shouted suddenly, and the bacon jumped up. He swung the stick and looked around for the meat thief with his confused eyes.
"Go back to the house and sleep, the dew has wet your clothes." Yun Da ordered, and continued to look at the cutting skills of the beef slices. They were not bad, and the thickness and size were consistent. They should look good.
Bacon was pushed back to the room by Yun Er and went to sleep. As he walked, he promised the young master that he would take a nap. There would be guests at home soon and he would never dare to be rude.
The guests will not come until noon. They only need to make a cold beef dish, a beef soup, a steamed beef tenderloin with Chinese toon, a fried beef dish with green onions, a fried beef dish with celery, and a cage of beef buns. Compared with the so-called big dishes they often eat,
, this is already the best in the world.
The tea is still tea leaves roasted by oneself, and the wine is the fine aged rice wine brought back by the old patriarch. Among these people, Liu Xiancheng is the best to drink, followed by Wugou monk, and the most difficult to drink is Shuijian.
Mr. Liang, a well-informed man, I heard that he lived in Bianliang City, Tokyo for two years.
The ingredients are all ready-made, but Yun Zheng needs to make the steamed buns himself. Ignoring others, Yun Er's mouth is already watering when he heard that Yun Da is steaming beef buns.
The flour has been fermented. I mixed a little alkaline flour with it. I took some and kneaded a small dough ball and put it on the fire. When the dough ball was cooked, I broke it open and smelled the fermented dough. After eating a little, I didn't notice any sour taste.
It showed that the alkaline flour in the fermented dough was mixed well, so I took the prepared beef filling and started making buns.
The craftsmanship of thin skin and large stuffing with eighteen pleats cannot be achieved, but the buns made by Yun Da are consistent in size and not too bad in quality. Just after wrapping a basket, Yun Er urged Yun Da to steam the buns.
Ever since the cage was placed on the pot, Yun Er stood by and refused to move away. Curious Yun San also came over wagging his tail. After a while, the house snake climbed up the tree unsteadily and vomited.
What exactly is Yun Er going to do with his tongue?
After finally waiting for Yunda to say that the buns were cooked, Yun Er quickly rushed into Bacon's room and dragged the sleeping bacon under the bed: "Bacon, get up quickly, there is something delicious. Yun Da has made beef buns."