"The old thorn buds are also planted in the forest. They are said to be quite delicious. I will find snow clams and other things sooner or later. Vertex 23S. The fastest update."
No one paid attention to him.
Wen Zhongjiu picked up a piece of fried beef trotters and put it into his mouth. The fiery, fiery spicy taste went straight to the tip of his tongue. It was so spicy that it made people spit it out, and it was so spicy that it made the scalp numb.
The thin slices of beef hide and tendon are very tough and crisp when chewed. After getting used to the spiciness, your mouth will be filled with the refreshing aroma of meat and bones, and the rich color will make you forget to leave.
"Click, click."
Everyone has obviously discovered the beauty of this dish. Compared with the fresh and bright mutton, this stir-fried beef trotters obviously belongs to a completely different category.
One is like Xiaojiabiyu, the willows blown by the wind are gentle and charming, smiling sweetly;
A child is like a child of the world, who trusts the reins and takes pleasure in grudges and grudges, is charming and fierce.
But no doubt...
Fried beef trotters are perfect with wine!
Wen Zhongjiu grabbed the wine jar and took a swig. The wine wet his clothes, and the smell of alcohol overflowed. His face was as red as blood, and he shouted,
"Huh...pleasure!"
Bai Qiongshou, Shen Feng, Wen Zhongjiu and the old man, everyone on the table was drinking and drinking in a lively manner, except Shan Ye was excluded.
It's a scorching summer in other places, but only Shanye's surroundings are like snow in June.
Shanye swallowed his saliva wildly,
"Damn it, you guys are all sadists, I want to drink too..."
"Emmmm," Comrade Xiao Wu pondered for a long time,
"Master Shan, I also have a bottle of kvass here, which is an alcoholic drink brewed from barley. It's sweet and refreshing. How about you order some too?"
Huang Dashan's face was ashen and he cursed loudly,
"Then you dare to say that something that looks like damn horse urine is wine?"
Everyone yelled in unison,
"Wu Ke, how dare you!"
Comrade Xiao Wu was so frightened that he shrank his neck and looked at both sides.
"Okay, let me talk too much..."
The spicy cherry mouth of the potted plant really turned cherry red. She looked at Ye Luan with eyes full of sympathy.
"Hey, that big-breasted woman, you really don't want to come over and eat together?"
Ye Luan shook his head and smiled,
"I have eaten just now, and I don't eat meat."
The potted plant curled its lips,
"It's so pitiful... But how did you grow into that shape if you don't even eat meat? This simply violates the laws of physics."
The swallow chuckled,
"Girl, you seem to have forgotten that there is a fruit called... papaya."
Bonzai said angrily,
"Papayas and the like are all lies. My aunt asked several people to come all the way to get some pink papayas, but they are of no use at all."
Master Shan smiled obscenely,
"Small-breasted lolita and big-breasted sister, you are destined by fate. You have been given a permanent attribute by the great will of this world. No matter how much you struggle, it will be useless."
Even the potted plant’s eyes turned green because of anger.
"Hey, a dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth, you're just talking nonsense!"
Master Shan sneered,
"I am a cultured person. Do you know what being a cultured person means? How can I talk nonsense? What a joke! I say this because I have solid evidence!"
"..."
A group of people looked at each other and almost burst into laughter.
"Then tell me, what evidence is it?"
"Stupid!" Mr. Shan snorted coldly, "Listen up!"
"There is an ancient poem that says:
Give me papaya and give me Qiongju in return.
Give me peaches and give me Qiongyao in return.
Give me wood and plums, and give me gold and nine in return."
Bai Qiongshou blinked,
"This poem sounds quite similar to that, but... what does it mean specifically?"
The potted plant shivered and whispered to himself,
"This, this is not scientific...there are still people..."
Huang Dashan rubbed his unshaven chin twice, stretched out a little finger, gestured with something as big as a tiny bit, and shook his head seriously.
"The meaning of this poem by an ancient great sage is, no matter if you give me melons, fruits, peaches, and plums, what I give you back is just a jade piece as big as a piece of jade. Well, it's just a piece of jade."
"..."
Well, I hope this ancient sage will not jump out of the coffin board and break your back molars.
I drank a bottle of cold beer and felt refreshed.
Everyone was in high spirits, and more and more wine jars were empty, making Lin Chou even more cheerful.
However, he still withdrew from the wine party because the yak frozen in the underground cold storage still needed to be processed by him and there was no time to delay.
The meat quality of yak is different from that of ordinary beef. It has a stronger "beef" flavor, which means it is fishier and smells tougher.
Although the yak does not bleed, the beef will be more tender, but the blood will also make the meat smell a little stronger.
After several hours of freezing and hanging, the blood in the beef has lost a little more, but it still looks thick and almost purple in color.
For a cook who pursues color and fragrance, this is not the color effect Lin Chou wants.
But it is perfect for a unique way of eating yak.
Air-dried yak meat is air-dried with bones and skin intact, without bleeding or any treatment. The mature beef meat is bright red, showing its ruggedness and boldness.
The history of Han people eating raw beef can be traced back to 3,500 years ago. With the productivity at that time, eating beef was undoubtedly an extremely luxurious behavior, and it was often accompanied by harsh laws.
But earlier than that, there are meat products made from yak meat as the main ingredient in Tibetan areas.
Yaks grow in high-altitude areas, where their living conditions are bitter and cold, and their food is not plentiful.
Therefore, yak meat has less lumps of fat and higher protein content. Its nutrients are hidden deeper in the cells and can be converted into heat at any time to maintain survival.
Similarly, colder areas mean fewer parasites, bacteria, etc., therefore, eating raw yak meat is relatively safer.
There are many ways to eat raw yak meat in Tibetan areas, but air-dried yak is undoubtedly the most widely accepted.
Take the slaughtered yak, break it into two pieces at the spine, roast the hair and scrape off the black ash, and evenly apply rose salt from Taimurraya, the highest peak in the world, on its surface.
Rose salt has a lower salinity and is more fragrant and has a very strong mineral aroma.
And those with the same origin can create wonderful sparks.
Lin Chou needs to simulate the icy weather and biting winds of the plateau in an underground cold storage. Only the air-dried yak produced in such a temperature and environment can truly restore its original taste.
Fortunately, the temperature of the cold storage can be controlled. Lin Chou found a high-power hair dryer from the fucking system and started blowing it on the yak.
Yak meat also needs proper lighting, so Lin Chou got a simulated fluorescent lamp and set it to illuminate for 16 hours a day.
After finishing all this, Lin Chou clapped his hands...then scratched his head...
"That's not right. What I've been doing lately doesn't seem to be a current job."
Indeed, the things Lin Chou has made recently, including bacon, cured bear paws, and this air-dried yak meat, can last from a few months to several years, and there is really nothing that can be enjoyed immediately.
"This is not good."
Lin Chou said this and walked out of the underground cold storage happily, feeling very happy.