Chapter 573: Pig head braised son is the new head, so I should have heard of it!
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On the second night, Lin Chou discovered a problem.
Because some people come too diligently...
Emmm, as a qualified, considerate of customers, and extremely handsome restaurant owner, Lin Chou was of course embarrassed to name those people, such as Wu Ke, a researcher at the Research Institute, and Zheng Zheng, the chief of a certain department of the Development Committee.
Fu Zhengwei, deputy section chief of a certain section of the Development Committee, etc., etc. A large number of low-level evolvers or ordinary people, Lin Chou said that they did not remember these names at all.
The above chestnuts are all on a list of incomplete statistics. These people came so diligently that in one day Lin Chou was left with a hundred and a half pots of stewed pork and dozens or hundreds of missing chicken wings and chestnuts.
Chicken legs with salt chicken.
If these things were thrown away, even Lin Chou would feel unreasonable and lose his conscience.
This is also the hateful thing about ordinary people. They eat too little. Isn’t it just a salt chicken weighing ten or twenty pounds? Isn’t it just a pot of large pieces of stewed meat? Why can’t I finish it?
mmp I must write a slogan next time, and I will be fined 10,000 yuan for one tael of leftovers. It doesn’t matter if I don’t give it. You can choose the high-end customized service where the big-breasted lady personally takes the living corpse rolling pin and punches the leftovers into the throat!
Thinking about the ferocious shape of the dough, which was as ferocious as a mace, Lin Chou almost laughed out loud. I guarantee that after experiencing it once, the road will be smooth.
Lin Chou's head hurt when he looked at the large row of leftovers. The education he received since childhood in the alley has been affecting him so far.
For example, some unscrupulous fathers often teach their unsatisfactory sons like this. You can waste time, you can waste air, you can waste family love and friendship, but if you waste a grain of food, I will beat you to death. The truth is so simple and crude.
Whether you like to listen to it or not, if you don’t listen, you will be given a beating.
He rolled his eyes and suddenly had an idea.
Not long after the radio was sent out, Bao Er jumped off the motorcycle with a big bamboo basket on his head, swaying and performed a funny "empress" salute.
"Hey, Boss Lin, you want the Qianzhang and fried bean skins."
Lin Chou agreed quickly and went out to get it, then asked Bao Er not to leave, waiting here to deliver the things back to the base city.
Needless to say, Qianzhang is also called dried tofu or tofu skin. It is as common as tofu or soy sauce in the base city. It is not too expensive. Even ordinary people can occasionally have fried pork intestines with dried tofu.
On the other hand, oily bean skin is less common. Oily bean skin is made by boiling soy milk to form a natural oil film on the surface and then picked up to dry. The pieces one by one are called oily skin or tofu clothes, and the ones piled together into strips are called yuba. When dried,
After making it, it will turn into a light yellow color with a very shiny surface.
Bean clothing can be said to be the essence of soy milk. It clears away heat, moisturizes the lungs and nourishes the stomach. It is very nutritious. However, in the job of selecting bean clothing, it is difficult to select high-quality bean clothing without spending several years practicing the craft.
Soak the oily bean skins in warm water, and open the Qianzhang one by one, and put them in a cool place to dry off the excess water. Lin Chou began to prepare the dishes.
He wanted to send these two leftovers back to the alley. There were many people in the alley whose living conditions were not as good as those of Uncle Hu and Sister Hu. Although Lin Chou's family used to run a restaurant, they used to eat Baijia food when they were young.
Taking care of your acquaintances is definitely the right thing to do now.
Leftovers are still leftovers, and taking them back like this would be too "real". You still have to save face, and you have to deal with them a little.
Slightly cut up the remaining large pieces of stewed wild boar. There are pig head meat, pork loin chops, pork legs, bone-in meat and other parts. The stewed Black Mountain wild boar has tight skin and tender meat, and everything is ready.
You can see the pink lean meat and the snow-white fat meat, which is very beautiful.
After cutting and removing the bones, put them in the same large basin. The pelvic floor has been covered with multiple gauze in advance. After all the cuts are completed, take out the gauze bag and place it on top of the circular chopping board. Press another chopping board on top, and put a heavy stone on the chopping board.
The chopping board below is tilted at an angle of fifteen degrees, and the large basin is placed under the short side to catch the dripping soup, oil and water. The salt chicken is chopped and deboned and disposed of in the same way.
Under heavy pressure, yellow grease kept squeezing out of the pork chopping board, and then fell into the big basin.
If the weight is enough, keeping it like this for six hours can squeeze out all the fat in the pork, especially the fat.
But the chicken only needs one and a half to two hours. If the time is too long, the chicken will be crushed into "firewood".
Before the catastrophe, when weddings and weddings were held in the countryside, flowing banquets would often last for several days, especially wedding banquets. Whole chickens and whole pig heads and pig knuckles were indispensable to the existence of the town. There were more than ten or twenty dishes at a table, and there were usually leftovers at the end.
All of them are meat dishes with the most oil and water.
It's impossible to serve it a second time, as the appearance is already ruined; leave it to your family to eat, as it's too greasy.
Besides, there are dozens of tables with some left over at each table, so my family will definitely not be able to finish them all.
I don’t know when it started, pig head stew came into being, specially made with leftover pig heads and pork knuckles. Of course, chicken is also used in some places.
Then when everyone ate it, they thought, hey, I have never tried this dish before. It is delicious, it is meat and not greasy. As a result, this stewed pig head has become a must-have dish at the flowing banquet.
After a few hours, the fat leaking from the pork gradually decreased. Lin Chou removed the big stone and moved it out of the house, then opened the gauze bag.
The pork inside has been squeezed so much that it becomes a large, dense mass.
"It should be fine."
With a kitchen knife, everything can be cut into one centimeter thick slices without breaking, like aspic.
Spread the sheets out, put a piece of pork...er...extrusion on top, leaving some space on the edge to prevent the meat from being squeezed out under heavy pressure, and then roll it from one side to the other, rolling it into a roll
Press well.
The pork is rolled into thousand-sheet rolls, and the chicken is rolled into soaked soybean skins. Finally, the rolled rolls are placed layer by layer on the chopping board, pressed against the chopping board and stones, and waited for formation.
The weight will make the fried bean skin and chicken, Qianzhang and pork perfectly combine.
The prepared chicken stew and pork stew can be sliced and eaten directly. There are circles of mosquito coils inside the thin slices, which looks pretty good.
It can also be coated in flour and fried, or even stewed, marinated, or baked again without breaking.
Lin Chou made some estimates and found that the braised pork on this chopping board weighed at least three hundred kilograms, so he called Bao Er and asked him to take these things to Uncle Hu and distribute them to the familiar people in the alley.
Bao Er chuckled and said,
"It smells so good... Boss Lin, can I have a couple of pieces?"
"Just don't eat it all, go ahead."
"okay!"
Bao Er agreed and left happily.
Someone asked,
"Boss Lin has started doing takeout now?"
Lin Chou smiled and said, "No, there are some vegetables left. It would be a pity to throw them away. Let's make some stew and send them back to the alley for the old neighbors to try."
The man was stunned, "Boss Lin is really... thoughtful."
But he was thinking in his heart, if he read correctly, those leftovers were Montenegro wild boars and salt chickens. They could easily be distributed in dozens or hundreds of pounds per pound. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of pounds were given away?
If he were still a first-order evolved person, even he would be jealous for days!
Although several people were smiling, the chattering words on their lips had another meaning.
"Ha, you are really lucky to be Boss Lin's neighbor."
Lin Chou shook his head,
"People in the alley usually take good care of each other. Even in the most difficult years, no one died of hunger in Pythagorean Alley."
The hunters nodded one after another, and almost everyone walked out of the alley. Sometimes I still miss the life in the alley.
But even if I go back now and want to see my old neighbors and bring some small gifts, I don’t dare to accept them. When I meet them, I just nod and bow down and treat them as big shots. To be honest, it’s not a good feeling. As time goes by, the contact will gradually fade away.
not enough.
Although it is said that not returning to one's hometown after being wealthy is like walking in brocade clothes at night, but when one really "returns to one's hometown", one feels uncomfortable.
"Boss Lin has a good idea. If we really send back things like salt chicken for free, how can the people in the alley dare to accept such valuable things? How much can they earn in a day if a chicken costs hundreds of circulation points?"
"That's right, talking about these is different. As for the leftovers, just put them away."
Some people rolled their eyes and said,
"Do you still have leftovers like this? Give me a few hundred pounds. Hey, I think it would be good to drink."
"If you don't mind, I actually kept some." Lin Chou smiled.
"Hey, that's right. Cut us a plate and have two bottles of refreshing beer!"
"I also want."
"Hey, Boss Lin, how much do you charge for this thing?"
Lin Chou smiled as she cut up the meat and stewed it.
"There is no reason to sell a dish for two people. As long as it is available, every guest who comes will get a plate for each table."
"Haha, Boss Lin has been treating guests and delivering food these days. I'm afraid he won't be able to keep his honorable title of Iron Rooster!"
"Stop beeping. You talk so much nonsense when I give you food. Can't eating food stop your mouth?"
Lin Chou winked and said to everyone,
"This is called taking a long shot to catch the big fish."
"Okay, let's wait until our brothers are fattened up before slaughtering them?"
Lin Chou gestured, as if he was looking for where to operate on everyone, "Yeah, I'll kill them hard."
Everyone laughed.
The hunter at the front table started shouting after tasting a piece of the stew.
"Hey, I think this dish is better than stewed meat. It's fragrant and not greasy. Even the dried tofu is flavorful."
Others said,
"Boss Lin, is your fried bean skin filled with chicken? I've had this kind of dish before. Wrap it in lotus leaves, steam it in a pot, and pour the juice into a thin gravy. It tastes really good.
...Well, this one now tastes better than the one I had before.”
Lin Chou nodded, "I can try it next time."
Lin Chou felt very happy that a dish had gained a lot of people's hearts.
The hunter at the front table said,
"Hey, salt chicken, Boss Lin's signature dish. I don't know what secret recipe is used to make it. How can it taste any worse? My son loves this. Every time I go back, I have to bring a dried salt chicken to him.
, one time I forgot about this problem, and this kid played with me like a donkey, rolling on the ground and crying."
someone said,
"Hey, brother, is your surname Wang? Wang Xiaopeng's father, right?"
"Ah? How do you know?"
The man walked up to the table,
"Brother Wang, I, Sun Yue's father, Sun Mingyuan, we met at the parent-teacher meeting of the martial arts school."
Lao Wang, who had a big beard, slapped his forehead,
"I'm going...sit down quickly, sit down quickly, hey, after all, we share the joys and sorrows together, we two brothers must have a drink."
"What's wrong with you two? Is there any other explanation here?"
"My daughter is also in a martial arts school. How come she has never heard of any parent-teacher meetings?"
Lao Wang and Sun Mingyuan looked at each other and laughed, "Don't mention it, it would be embarrassing to mention it."
"Tell me, tell me, Boss Lin will go to Qingquan Mountain and swipe my card."
Lao Wang cupped his fists and said, "Thank you... Then I will put on this old face and just talk about it."
"I wonder if you have heard of it. The Qinshan Martial Arts School values culture and martial arts, and does not prohibit students from fighting... Ahem, a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue, they are trying to learn from each other."
Everyone laughed, who didn't have a naughty child at home, but almost all of them were training in Qinshan Martial Arts School, and those who hadn't been admitted were also worried about their places.
"Let's talk about this discussion. As a child, there are a lot of people who get angry after fighting... At the beginning of the month, suddenly a gentle and ordinary person knocked on the door and said he was visiting his home. My son fainted when he saw him.
, I asked, good guy, teacher from the Political and Education Department."
"I thought we couldn't neglect them. The little bastard must have caused trouble in the school. I quickly invited him in to serve tea and water. The teacher was also easy to talk to. Only after I told him did I know that my little bastard was gathering in the school.
I got a group of people to fight in the lower class, and eighteen people beat six people..."
Everyone laughed wildly,
"Your son...has been promoted to a higher class?"
Lao Wang rolled his eyes crazily,
"If this kid gets promoted to the advanced class and still finds a bunch of people to beat up the kid from the lower class, I'll have to skin him alive... That little bastard just got promoted to the intermediate class this year, and there are eighteen good guys to beat him up.
There are six of them, and when I think about it, it must have been broken or injured by someone else’s child, so hurry up and don’t let anything happen again.”
"After I went there, I met this brother."
Sun Mingyuan, who was named, blushed from his neck to his face.
"Oh, it's embarrassing, it's so fucking embarrassing! I, Sun Mingyuan, have never been so embarrassed in my life... I thought at first that my son Sun Yue had beaten him up, so I thought about taking all the money with me.
, I want to give you a good apology, but I didn’t know that Sun Yue and the boys from Brother Wang’s family, a total of sixteen people, were killed by six kids from the lower class!"
Everyone in the dining room burst into laughter.
"No, then what else are the school teachers doing to you? Want to compensate you? Hahaha..."
Sun Mingyuan smiled bitterly and said,
"There is a rule in the martial arts school. If the losing party is the first to find fault, they must bring their parents to read an apology letter in front of all the teachers and students in the school!"
"puff!"
"Cough cough cough!"
There are some who spray vegetables, and there are also those who spray wine.
Lao Wang gritted his teeth,
"Damn, there are tens of thousands of people! I was ready to strangle the little ones in my family to death and then commit suicide."
Sun Mingyuan's eyes wandered leisurely without any trace.
"Eighteen of us parents finished reading the apology letter, and the child's class teacher said to us sincerely that as evolutionaries and as fathers, let us teach the little kid how to fight... He also said that he would lose again next time...
All his salary and bonus will be deducted."
A group of old men looked at each other in disbelief,
"If a student in my class loses in a fight, even the class teacher will have his salary deducted? Damn it!"
Lao Wang nodded,
"The deduction will be directly given to the class teacher of the winning student. The competition among teachers in martial arts schools is fierce. Not only the students are fighting, but the teachers are also... ahem, fighting."
Everyone was talking a lot,
"I think this is good. As a child, his bones and meat are tender. How can he become an evolved human being if he doesn't exercise himself properly?"
"It's just that if a bunch of naughty kids have nowhere to vent, what's the point? It's much better after there is competition. They can take class and train more seriously. If they fall behind, they will be beaten!"
A young female hunter disagreed and said,
"It's too dangerous. What if the injury is more serious or...then what?"
Lao Wang laughed,
"Young lady, you don't know. In the school, a guard is three meters tall, a teacher is five meters tall, and everyone has diluted magic plant essence in their arms. Not to mention injuries, as long as their heads are not smashed, they can be saved.
It looks like chaos, but it’s actually safe! Otherwise, there are so many martial arts schools, and Qinshan Martial Arts School is the best!”
Someone said with a smile,
"Brother, I'm more concerned about whose family those children in the lower classes belong to. They are really promising... they will definitely become great talents in the future."
Sun Mingyuan scratched his head,
"One is the only son of Qin Caishen's family, and the other... seems to be called Calabash Baby? I can't remember..."
Lin Chou didn't even take a breath and almost choked himself.
"Qin Sheng? Calabash baby? There's no one named Erhu..."
"Yes, yes, there are two tigers, Boss Lin, how did you know?"
Lin Chou sighed,
"Both Calabash Boy and Erhu are from Pythagorean Alley, and their home is right across from mine... No wonder the intermediate class has lost... It's not unfair, Erhu's alienation is almost over, and in a while, we will be the real ones
A first-order mutant."
Lao Wang opened his mouth wide and did not close it for a long time.
"How old is the child? He is a mutant!"
"Is this Pythagorean Alley a geomantic treasure? No, I have to take a look another day..."
"Let's go together!"
Everyone was laughing and joking, preparing to join in the fun together in a few days to see what kind of alley there were that had so many powerful characters.
Not to mention those two little evolved people, even Boss Lin came from Pythagorean Alley.
Lao Wang stared at Lin Chou again and again,
"Let me tell you, Boss Lin, if there are any outstanding people in your alley, tell everyone about them."
Lin Chou didn't understand what he meant.
"No, there haven't even been a few evolved humans before..."
Lao Wang said categorically,
"It's impossible. You think this evolved person is a leek. When he comes out of a nest, he happens to live right across from you."
Lin Chou spread his hands and said, "This really doesn't exist."
Sun Mingyuan rolled his eyes,
"Perhaps it's the section of land where Boss Lin's house is located? Three evolvers, what is this if it's not a geomantic treasure?"
Lin Chou said,
"Actually, there are four. It's a pity that my father didn't survive the mutation."
Lao Wang sighed repeatedly,
"Mutation and alienation are better. 80% of people can successfully survive the alienation, unless it is a particularly ferocious alienation that can be completed in a few days or even an instant... But it is said that the chance of an awakened person dying during the awakening process is 70%
!The chance of suffering irreparable sequelae is as high as 80%, a narrow escape from death..."
"well..."
Everyone said,
"They say evolution awakens, evolution awakens, this is just taking people's lives... knowing that they may die, there are still countless people crying, begging and hoping to jump into this pit."
"I almost burped when I was transformed. If an evolver hadn't happened to pass by and give me a mouthful of magic plant essence, I would have died."
"Oh, you are considered good. I went to the Research Institute to see it, and it was said that a bone was injured when awakening. You will only be able to reach the third level in your lifetime, not to mention that your life is half shorter than that of a normal person!"
"Master Wei, isn't it the same? There are some problems... But Master Wei is Master Wei after all, a man who dares to taste the poison of life. The sixth level is the sixth level. The sixth level can increase your life span by at least a hundred years."
When Lao Wang saw this, he hurriedly said,
"Okay, if the committee listens to this, it will inevitably increase your taxes by a few percent. No one wants to become an evolved person. How can we resist the living corpses and alien beasts, and how can we defend the city!"
"well..."
"What a sigh! If you don't want to be an evolver, then there are tens of millions of ordinary people who are eager to take your place. Every adult is shouting at you, holding 7,000 points a month, and letting you run away and sighing? How shameful?
So ashamed!"
"Fuck your mother, who is standing up for grandpa...Zheng Huai? Ahem...Colonel Zheng."
Zheng Huai stared at him fiercely,
"You're scolding me, why don't you scold me?"
"Ahem...it's just a joke, just a joke, Colonel Zheng, don't take it seriously."
Zheng Huai snorted and asked Lin Chou,
"Where are the people named Bai and Shen Feng? I came to drink with them."
Lin Chou thought for a moment, "I don't know...Lao Bai dragged Shen Feng away yesterday and never came back. When I got up in the morning, the car was not even there."
"Come to the altar of Sancai and serve some side dishes...these two boys must be scared, haha, you're a coward."
Lao Wang said,
"Master Bai, doesn't he have a musk deer bag from a mountain musk deer? There should be a large-scale auction today...there are held every year around the Chinese New Year, ten in a row."
Zheng Huai's eyes turned red with envy, and he looked at Lin Chou, "These guys are really lucky."
It goes without saying that the musk deer sacs of the mountain musk deer will bring huge profits. Huang Dashan exchanged a crystal inside for millions. It has long been spread.
The auctions before the Spring Festival also mean that the year is coming to an end. After the ten auctions, it will be the time for the whole city to celebrate the Spring Festival, and the entire base city will have a holiday except for essential personnel.
This holiday is still compulsory. Hunters are not allowed to go out of the city to hunt. Even if they hunt back, their harvest will be confiscated, and there is also a huge fine waiting for them.
When this policy came out, almost all hunters were opposed to it and remained unmoved.
This is the Chinese New Year, the most important day of the year.
Mingguang needs to celebrate every important festival in the most solemn way to release, use joy to dilute the cruelty of existence, and use it to show and release hope!
Lin Chou breathed a sigh of relief. The New Year is coming, so it seems like he should prepare some red envelopes, New Year gifts and the like.
Acquaintances in the alley need to be sent off, Xia Dasha's family, Lao Bai, Lao Shen, etc. need to be taken care of, hiss, and Leng Tyrannosaurus...
In the past few years, I didn't feel that it was so troublesome. The year passed as soon as I opened my eyes and closed them.