Chapter five hundred and ninety-ninth crock pot of chicken
Excellent ingredients are either extremely complex or extremely simple, Lin Chou firmly believes in this. Summit 23S.
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Now that we are in the wilderness, there are no better conditions for meticulous work. Besides, if he just wants to get a complete kitchen, others may not be able to accept it.
Lin Chou said,
"I'm going to make a crockpot chicken with chicken and mushrooms. I want..."
Qin Wuyong picked up the three chickens without saying a word.
"Don't worry! I'm good at killing chickens to retrieve eggs!"
Barrage,
"Brother Wuyong, when will you have some dignity?"
Qin Wuyong laughed, his expression was quite proud,
"Between delicious food and dignity, I can only choose chopsticks."
After boiling a pot of water, Qin Wuyong carried the pot and carried the chicken to the lake.
The water in the lake is very clear. With the good eyesight of the evolved people, even in the dark night, groups of tadpoles and small mountain catfish fry can be seen wandering aimlessly under the surface of the lake.
Qin Wuyong pointed at the water with an extremely serious expression.
"See, this is the bloody accumulation of primitive capital."
Barrage,
"..."
The three chickens were scalded separately in water, and Qin Wuyong used the lake water to pluck the feathers and remove the internal organs of the chickens.
These hens were not poisoned to death by centipede poison. Two of them were wrapped around the neck and suffocated to death, while the other one had too many wounds on its body and should have died of excessive bleeding.
Qin Wuyong suddenly realized,
"That's right. I said this chicken is definitely not afraid of centipede poison. In ancient times, it was said that the rooster's comb is the holy medicine that can cure centipede poison, haha."
Three chickens, two hours, not even the tiniest chicken intestines, Qin Wuyong, were wasted, all were processed.
"Boss Lin, I've got it done... Damn it, what the hell is this!!"
Xiao Xiao looked dry, as if explaining and comforting her eyes. Even she, who had watched the whole process, was confused.
"Brother Lin Chou said he wanted to burn a clay pot... He mixed it with a bunch of mud, kneaded it and threw it into the fire... When he took it out, it looked like this..."
Next to the fire are placed four earthenware vessels the size of basins. They are 40 centimeters high, with a large belly and a thin flat bottom. They have no ears or lids. However, their surfaces are as black as lacquer and as bright as water. They look rough but are actually simple.
It does not lose an ancient charm, it is very delicate and has a strong artistic flavor. In short, it does not look like something that can be baked in just a few hours. It looks like it has been handed down from the ancient times before the cataclysm.
The price of precious porcelain is almost the same.
Qin Wuyong wanted to pluck out his eyeballs to prove that he was really blind.
"Did you really cook this thing? Two hours?! How long does it take me to pluck a chicken feather??"
Lin Chou nodded expressionlessly. If he could really burn Nixi black pottery in two hours, why would he be talking about this? He would have applied for World Heritage status long ago.
He just made some yellow mud, kneaded a lot of urine can-shaped objects that were either round or flat, and lit a fire. Then, the system used it. He asked for four earthenware dustpans and let the system put it directly.
Coming from the ashes.
Of course, the most important task still required him to do it himself to find the black clay pots produced by the four systems from the pile of waste and install a beep that was smooth and smooth enough.
"Well, a lot of them were burned, but only four were formed."
Seeing a lot of stuff in the ash pile, Qin Wuyong felt that he was somewhat balanced. He was pulling and pulling, his eyes wandering back and forth between the four slim black girls and the pile of urine jars.
"It's not Boss Lin. There's a huge difference between the formed and the unformed, right?"
Lin Chou said boldly, "Ahem, it's the first time you have a fever, so you will inevitably make mistakes."
Barrage,
"Hold the grass, 6 turned over my Boss Lin."
"Bake black pottery for two hours? Why don't you go to heaven!"
"Well, this black pottery made by Boss Lin is probably Tibetan style. It's so good that it looks fake just by looking at it. If it wasn't steamy, I would have thought it was brought back from ancient times."
Lin Chou secretly rolled his eyes. You need to take these four black pottery jars to the scientific research institute now to make a carbon 14 test to ensure that except for the ashes on them, they are the real ones from 1,700 years ago.
Cut the three chickens into pieces, and visually check that they can just fill four earthenware pots.
Qin Wuyong knew what was going on when he saw Lin Chou's eyes.
"Okay, I'll go dig out two more stone pots and come back."
Everyone had a good rest yesterday and had a full meal in the morning, so no one minded spending more time waiting for delicious food.
Lin Chou smiled and took out the treasure he had just harvested, and explained the origin to the camera amidst the sound of Qin Wuyong banging the pot.
Barrage,
"Hey, there's this kind of mushroom? I've never heard of it."
"The world is full of wonders, but this is too mysterious. Does this mushroom need to eat gold to grow?"
"Yeah, it's another one we don't know about. There are so many damn good things out there, but I'm afraid you won't recognize them even if you're lucky enough to see them!"
"Same feeling."
Lin Chou deeply agreed,
"Well, but the chance of encountering something of this level is no less than winning the jackpot."
"Before the catastrophe, when the environment was suitable and in the best years, the annual output of fresh mushrooms in the several growing areas of the hairy mushroom was no more than 500 kilograms. We couldn't even set a price for it. We could only say that it was a bad year.
It’s fate that we got together.”
"Actually, even I don't have much hope. I thought that maybe the scientific research institute had dug up the gold mine, and the hairy mushrooms were afraid of the extinction of the population and were not selective about food, so I just randomly found a place like this to grow. The environment is actually not that big.
It's too hot here for them."
The barrage was hilarious,
"Damn it, this is a high-end black bar."
"If you are brave enough to be a master of art, can you do this? I'm sorry..."
“Boss Lin’s sense of humor... Not only did I not laugh, I also shivered.”
Qin Wuyong carried two pots and put them on the ground, "Hey, what are we talking about? It's so lively."
Xiao Xiao interjected,
"Everyone thinks that Brother Lin Chou is much more humorous than you."
Qin Wuyong looked at her strangely, "Oh, when did brother Lin Chou start calling?"
"You...hum!"
Lin Chou stood up and said, "Ahem, here comes the serious work, cooking and cooking."
"Today I'm going to make an upgraded version of chicken stewed with mushrooms...emmm, mainly because of the limited conditions and lack of spices. I don't have vermicelli here either, otherwise I could really stew the whole chicken with mushrooms."
The barrage was full of "hahaha".
Qin Wuyong rolled his eyes, what's so funny about this?
"Ahem, I'm going to make a crock pot chicken. That's why I burn black pottery."
"When it comes to Crock Pot Chicken, we have to talk about a place called Zhuji before the Great Catastrophe. The Crock Pot Chicken here is outstanding. The container used by the locals to cook Crock Pot Chicken is made of clay.
The clay pot is also called a '畚'. Without this kind of vessel, the clay pot chicken would not be called clay pot chicken."
Lin Chou picked up a fired black pottery "畚" and took a close-up of it.
"Cooking food in earthen pottery containers has a history of thousands of years in China. Even in the current era of catastrophe, it has not been abandoned. Especially this kind of rough black pottery, the dishes made with other cooking utensils can not provide ingredients.
It has a unique taste, and many people call it an authentic earthy aroma.”
"The dustpan I use is a special one. It's about three centimeters thick. It's perfect for making crock pot chicken, except for the strange shape."
Spread a layer of ginger slices on the bottom, place the washed and dried chicken pieces skin side up in the pan one by one until it is full, then wash and add the mushrooms.
Put the chicken and mushrooms on the earthenware basket and pour a bottle of rice wine into each one.
"Hey, hey? Boss Lin, why do you still carry cooking wine when you go out?"
Lin Chou smiled indifferently and thought it was cooking wine, "I'm not only carrying cooking wine, I'm also carrying soy sauce!"
"..."
After adding soy sauce and cooking wine, this dish has completely completed the first step. Place three two-centimeter-thick stone slabs in the stone pot, just enough to support the basket and prevent it from direct contact with the bottom of the pot.
Putting the lids on the four pots in turn, Lin Chou clapped her hands and said, "It's done."
Xiao Xiao and Qin Wuyong blinked.
"It's over?"
"Is this the end?!"
Lin Chou spread his hands, "It's over~"
Qin Wuyong couldn't laugh or cry,
"This is too simple...I didn't even add salt and water..."
Lin Chou said,
"The basket is not in direct contact with the bottom of the pot, and the food can only be cooked by relying on the heat transferred from the baking pot and the tiles. Almost no moisture is lost. Moreover, I added a lot of rice wine and some soy sauce, plus the chicken is being heated during the heating process.
This is enough to remove the moisture that is precipitated from the chicken. One of the characteristics of Crock Pot Chicken is that it does not add water."
"I thought that the Zhuji Crock Pot Chicken uses Xianju Chicken, which was raised on short-footed pears. Our chicken was raised on large centipedes, so the taste should be the same, not to mention that there are large amounts of hairy mushrooms.
Here’s the secret weapon.”
"Wait a minute, wait a minute..."
Qin Wuyong suddenly discovered a question that had been subconsciously ignored by several people, "Mushrooms and chickens have different levels, right?"
Lin Chou thought about it for a while and understood.
"Ah, Xiao Xiao... it should be fine. I'll know after I eat it and try it."
Xiao Xiao almost cried,
"I won't be able to eat it..."
The barrages of comfort rained down,
"Xiao Xiao, don't cry, stand up..."
"Xiao Xiao, don't be afraid~ You can smell it if you can't eat it~"
"That's right, it's a pity that we can only watch."
"It's a pleasure to hear and see (add two exclamation points to indicate the tone)!!"
If Qin Wuyong hadn't tried his best to stop him, Miss Xiao, who was full of anger, could have broken the recorder into more than a hundred pieces.
Qin Wuyong asked,
"How long do we have to wait?"
Lin Chou fiddled with the charcoal fire and replied, "Look at this fire, it will last two to three hours."
Qin Wuyong said dryly.
After half an hour, Miss Xiao asked,
"How long will it take? I can't really eat, can I?"
"Two hours, maybe."
After another half hour, Chi began to wander around Lin Chou and the fire.
Lin Chou's face was expressionless,
"An hour and a half."
"oh!"
These are the overlapping sounds of three people.
Every minute and second that followed became painful, because the heavy stone pot lid and the bamboo leaves caulking the gaps could no longer cover up the aroma in the pot.
Gungun also floated over. His hammock finally completed its mission and was completely scrapped. Mr. Gungun was swinging on it just now.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa?"
It is followed by the modal particles of Sigouzi,
"Oooh woof!"
Lin Chou rubbed his eyebrows,
"Half an hour...no, just fifteen minutes!"
The moment the lid of the pot was opened, a total of seven heads appeared directly above the pot, namely: Lin Chou, Qin Wuyong, Chi, Xiao Xiao, Gungun, Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai.
The main reason why there are no Sigouzi is that these guys have short legs and can't reach them, and the little black and white guys always stand on Gungun's head.
If you dare to pick up the edge of the pot, the furious Boss Lin might change his mind about eating dog meat tonight.
Lin Chou was unhappy,
"What are you looking at here? Set the table, put the dishes and chopsticks, and get ready to eat!"
A black gold-colored clay pot was placed on a simple stone table, steam was rising, and the bonfire illuminated the entire temporary cabin with sufficient light.
Everyone sat in rows, even Gungun was no exception, but it was a pity that Mr. Gungun could only sit outside the bamboo cabin in grievance.
What appeared in the basket was a pot of soup that was as light as water. The bright orange fat reflected the light of the fire. Even the tender chicken skin and pink chicken seemed to be coated with a layer of burning color.
The hairy mushroom fully stretched out in the soup, and even appeared twice as lively as when it was in the ground, as if this moment was the most glorious moment in its life. Perhaps considering the thinking of a gluttonous eater, it is indeed true.
That's true.
After more than two hours of collision and fusion between the mushrooms and the chicken, the fresh aroma of the plants and the fat aroma of the animals completely merged together, and the fresh fragrance bursting out was indescribable and difficult to distinguish from each other.
This is exactly what Lin Chou wants, a harmony like thunder from the sky, a combination like thunder from the sky and fire from the earth.
Lin Chou said,
"Xiao Xiao, wait a minute, let's try it first."
Xiao Xiao looked at Lin Chou with tears in her eyes, "Oh~"
Qin Wuyong chuckled evilly, and then a piece of extremely fat and tender chicken leg meat entered his mouth.
"The chicken skin melts in your mouth, like a bowl of hot soup, fresh, warm and moist. The chicken...chicken...sizzles. How should I describe this feeling? It's like, like the delicate arms of a beautiful woman."
Boneless, it is obviously hot, but it makes people feel pink and slightly cool..."
Before he finished speaking, a bunch of barrages popped up,
"Manual use sister-in-law."
"Brother Wuyou, you are so shameless..."
"The anchor is involved in pornography and has been reported."
Sure enough, when Qin Wuyong swallowed his first bite of crock pot chicken, Lin Chou's system prompt came.
"Congratulations to the host for producing a recognized delicacy: Crock Pot Chicken (modified). The first production received a 120% special effect bonus, eliminating some negative effects, and all attributes were +12.
The Golden Rooster is released (only):
Traveling through youth and recklessness, the son of the plane shows off, the peak of life, nothing more than this.
Those who eat this dish will be watched by the great will, the power of luck will be added to them, and their luck will be permanently increased by 1 base point.
Note:
If a person who eats this dish encounters a golden rooster crowing, the special effect will be a hundred times greater and the effect will last for 24 hours."
"Hey, congratulations to the host for properly matching ingredients, understanding some of the essence of cooking, and making a high-quality and rare dish called Crock Pot Chicken (modified) regardless of level. It has been fully recognized by the apocalyptic God of Cooking system and has been included in the God of Cooking menu. Special reward: Advanced Lottery
One chance, intelligence value +7. Since the host has made a dish that ignores the level for the first time, an additional high-level lottery opportunity will be awarded. I hope the host will eliminate the bad and keep the good."
"Would you like to use Advanced Lottery*2 immediately?"