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Chapter 86 Green Rice Porridge

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Green rice has a hard texture, a yellowish-brown color, is twice as big as ordinary rice, and is oval and almost round.

Just grab it with your hand, and you can smell the salty smell on your hands when you pull it out.

Rinse it with water three times and take out a wide-mouthed earthen jar that has never been used before. It is about forty centimeters high and slightly tapered in the middle.

Pour the green salt rice into the earthen pot, fill it with water to 90%, and sit on the stove.

The flames of the wood burning at the bottom of the stove licked the bottom of the pot warmly. Use a long-handled wooden spoon to stir the bottom of the pot from time to time to prevent the rice grains from burning.

In less than ten minutes, the water inside gradually boiled.

Crock pots conduct heat very slowly, but are constant and long-lasting, making them the best choice for making porridge.

Lin Chou used a wooden spoon to carefully skim off every trace of yellow-green foam, which is the "essence" of the salt-alkali flavor of green rice.

Stir gently and skim off the foam. After repeating this step three times, there is no more foam in the earthen pot, and the porridge water gradually takes on a light milky white color.

Grains of green rice emerge from the boiling soup from time to time, becoming round and moist after being soaked in hot water.

When the rice grains collide with the earthen pot, there is no longer a crisp sound of tinkling. At this time, the rice grains have softened.

Green rice is extremely hard, but as long as the heat is right, it can make the best porridge. This is one of the reasons why green rice is so expensive.

There is so much bright light that people hold a lot of circulation points in their hands waiting to enjoy it.

Keep moving your hands, and every time the spoon turns three times at the bottom of the jar, gently lift your wrist. The water flow driven by the spoon hidden at the bottom of the jar is just enough to create a foam-free splash on the water surface.

"Brother Lin, what are you doing?" Mr. Shan walked into the kitchen, picked up a fresh green onion leaf and stuffed it into his mouth, "Well, this thing is delicious!"

Lin Chou looked amused, "Make porridge, green rice porridge..."

"Hey, is this one hundred and one kilograms of broken rice?" Huang Dashan came over and smelled it, "It doesn't smell like anything!"

"Making porridge and cooking porridge all depends on the word "cook". Meditate and wait slowly. What's the rush?"

"Brother Lin, you have the wrong mentality. It's better for young people to be a little angry. They can lower their heads and rush with their heads to make a way out!" Shan Ye glanced at the foot of the mountain a few times, "Shan Ye, let me tell you! The world

Is there any obstacle that you can't pass? Don't be hit so hard by an irrelevant woman! Look, there are millions of young girls waiting for you to be favored. If you give up a dog's tail flower, you still have a whole life.

A forest!”

"roll!!!"

Lin Chou really wanted to smear all the soup and water on his face.

With a good attitude and a good artistic conception, you can't let me just pretend to be cool?

I grabbed two handfuls of wild vegetables at the mouth of the well, washed the roots, soaked them with green salt to remove the moisture, put them on a plate, and sprinkled with green onion leaves.

The wild vegetables all over the ground are one of the most common dishes in Mingguang. Every household is accustomed to grabbing a handful of vegetables in the yard and serving them. Under such climate conditions, there are countless kinds of zero-level wild vegetables. After ten days in the streets and alleys behind the house,

If it is not cleaned once every half month, its root system will penetrate the wall into a honeycomb.

It's a pity that no matter how much I eat, I still don't have enough energy to fill my stomach.

Cover the earthen pot and simmer over low heat for an hour.

Opening the lid, the unique fragrance of fresh rice hits your face, green rice porridge is ready.

At this time, the magical effect of the long-necked earthenware pot comes into play. It is long and high enough, and the upper and lower temperatures are stratified. Half of the cooked rice is complete, and the other half becomes flocculent rice paste. This is qualified good porridge.

Five bowls were poured out and placed on the center island. Half of the jars were left.

"Come and have a try!" Lin Chou called out and added, "The good green rice porridge is not free!"

"Brother Lin, you are really stingy!"

Lin Chou rolled his eyes, "No matter how small a mosquito's legs are, they are still meat! How can you know that firewood and rice are expensive when you are not a householder? My back hurts when I stand and talk!"

Master Shan retreated in defeat, "Brother Lin, I have surrendered!"

Carrying a bowl of porridge to the potted plants, Lin Chou was in a dilemma. Apart from feeding the chickens and the fences, Lin Chou had never fed anyone.

Leng Han said calmly, "I'll do it."

"okay."

Zhao Ziyu winked at Mr. Shan and began to say the secret code, "Did you see that that person is really my cousin?"

Master Shan also lamented, "Is the number one female tyrannosaurus in Mingguang Base City going to feed others?"

Chicken talks to duck.

Leng Han gently stirred the rice porridge with a porcelain spoon. The heat and fragrance evaporated faster. Every grain of rice looked plump and plump to the extreme. It had been boiled and bloomed like a flower. The center of the rice grains showed a slight green color, like pearls.

Jade, I think it is like the stamens of a real flower.

You can tell how fragrant, glutinous and smooth this porridge is without tasting it.

"Gudong."

Leng Han couldn't help but swallow his saliva, this porridge... so tempting...

Zhao Ziyu looked away and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, "Brother Chou, I want a bowl of this porridge!"

Shan Ye had already held a bowl in his hands and started drinking. He smacked his lips while drinking, "No, I've had porridge cooked with green rice. It doesn't taste like this. It's just ordinary ingredients that are not even zero-level."

, why does it smell so good...how can it smell so good?"

Zhao Ziyu said while running to the kitchen, "Yes, yes, I drank it every day when I was a child...it doesn't taste like this!"

Swish.

Lin Chou suddenly realized, no wonder the Black Heart System sent over another mission. It turned out that the problem occurred here.

The black heart system itself prohibits the use of non-level ingredients as the main raw materials to make food. However, judging from the rules of a certain system that triggers tasks multiple times, it is based on the opinions and needs of customers, and even puts a lot of lead time; when

When the two collide, Lin Chou is the one-way doormat in the middle, allowing the black-hearted system to flatten and shape him.

Damn it, from now on you will face the risk of becoming disabled once a month!

"Brother Chou? Brother Chou!!"

"Uh, what's the matter?"

Zhao Ziyu said pitifully, "Can I pack up the remaining half of the can and take it away? You know, there is a very old grandfather in my family. He is very old and his teeth are not good.

My appetite is also bad, I want this porridge..."

Dear Master Ziyu, are you talking about the old Zhao who carried their boss back in front of hundreds of thousands of toothy wolves in the wilderness?

Shan Ye shrugged and pointed to the side, "Ziyu, there's no need to pretend to be pitiful, here..."

Leng Han held a medium-sized bowl in his hand and drank the porridge one spoonful at a time, while Zuo Chen was holding the jar and throwing the last bit of rice into his own bowl.

Lin Chou suddenly remembered and walked into the kitchen and brought out a stack of vegetables, "Here, I forgot to bring the salted wild vegetables. The porridge costs money, but this one is free!"

Zhao Ziyu wailed, "Why!"

Leng Han's expression was indifferent, "I paid for the whole can of porridge. You're welcome for the bowl you just had."


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