Chapter 784: The Delicious Dark Cuisine (Four in One)
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After Han Cheng finally made the confused child bride understand what he was asking about, he looked at Bai Xuemei hopefully.
Then, under Han Cheng's extremely expectant gaze, Bai Xuemei was stunned for a while and then said this weakly.
After hearing these words and looking at Bai Xuemei's confused and innocent expression, Han Cheng suddenly had the urge to stand unsteadily and want to fall down and sigh.
It’s written on the paper in the house!
After a while, Bai Xuemei thought of something and said excitedly.
When she said this, Han Cheng suddenly remembered that he had seen Bai Xuemei drawing things on a notebook somewhere in the room, but he did not expect that the time recorded was actually his aunt's time.
After Bai Xuemei said this, she ran towards the house, wanting to get the book to Brother Cheng as soon as possible.
Before Han Cheng even uttered his voice, Bai Xuemei had already ran into the house.
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The little pea smiled happily after receiving the green apricot, and couldn't wait to put it into his mouth.
After bringing it to my mouth, I took a bite without any hesitation.
Han Cheng, who squinted his eyes, could see clearly. After biting the green apricot, Xiao Wandou was stunned for a moment, as if he was still.
After a moment, the dazed little pea's eyes suddenly widened and closed tightly. His whole body shivered, and he stomped his feet on the spot in pain.
While stomping his feet, his hands were constantly swinging, and his whole body was in dancing mode in an instant.
Han Cheng, who knew the taste of this original green apricot, shuddered when he looked at Xiao Wandou's appearance.
After jumping around in place for a while, Little Pea finally calmed down.
Looking down at the green apricot that had been chewed out in his hand, and then at the unscrupulous father squatting in front of him and swallowing his saliva, Xiao Wandou's eyes were full of tears.
This is not a feeling of grievance, but a feeling of bitterness caused by being overflowing with fatherly love.
Just when Han Cheng thought that this little guy would throw away Qing Xing who made him so sour and start making trouble, Xiao Wandou was surprisingly calm.
I saw this guy blinking his tearful eyes, and after being stunned for a while, he suddenly handed the green apricot he had chewed out to the panda Tuan Tuan who was standing aside, looking very coveted.
Tuantuan is also a foodie. Otherwise, with such strength, he would not be willing to accept the devastation from Xiaowu and others just because of some food, rather than leave the Qingque tribe and return to the embrace of nature.
Tuan Tuan usually gets something to eat from Little Wandou's hand, so as soon as Little Wandou put his hand in front of its face, this guy couldn't wait to open his mouth and eat the green apricot.
Then
Then this guy's reaction was similar to that of a little pea. After eating for a while, he suddenly froze on the spot as if he had been cast a immobilization spell.
After a moment, Tuantuan, who had stopped barking easily as he grew older, suddenly howled, then turned around and ran away.
After running a short distance, he lay down on the ground, rolling around on the ground, and at the same time using his two front paws to dig into his mouth.
The lucky general on the side who was still stretching his head and wanted to get a share of the pie saw the hair on his body stood up when he saw Tuantuan's appearance. He exerted force on his four hooves and jumped out of here with a slither.
I stopped when I was more than ten meters away from here. I stood there and looked at the little peas, and then looked at the ball rolling around on the ground with its mouth covered. I felt that it was not safe enough here, so I trotted all the way to the deer with my tail between my legs.
lock up.
After arriving at the deer pen, I stuck out my head and looked this way from a distance. This was really scary to the dog.
Not far away, Han Cheng, who was holding Qingxing by the hem of his clothes and witnessed the whole process with his own eyes, opened his mouth a bit.
Looking at Little Pea standing there with a grin on his face, not yet completely recovered from the soreness, and then looking at the two front paws holding his mouth, rolling around on the ground like a ball, Han Cheng felt that
I feel a little dizzy.
This kid who is still wearing crotchless pants is causing trouble like this now. Will he be able to do this when he grows up?
Han Cheng, who didn't realize at all that this was a crooked upper beam and a crooked lower beam, looked at his son and sighed like this
Returning to the tribe with green apricots in his pocket, Han Cheng carried a small basket and a bronze hoe to dig bamboo shoots.
Fishing in cages is no longer as efficient as it was before, and it will take a while longer.
This is a good time to dig out some bamboo shoots.
After being fed by Xiao Wandou and eating a green apricot, Tuan Tuan became sour and rolled all over the ground. He no longer went to Xiao Wandou's side as he did in the past. Instead, he lay down on a stone far away and put his hands on the ground.
His limbs were spread out, looking like he had lost all his dreams.
However, when he saw Little Wandou taking the bamboo shoots dug out by Han Cheng from a distance, Tuantuan, who had lost his dream, suddenly became more energetic again.
It twisted its plump butt and headed towards where Han Cheng and Xiao Wandou were.
After walking to the side, he stared at the little pea with serious dark circles and looked at the little pea eagerly. When he saw the little pea handing him the bamboo shoots in his hand, the guy immediately hugged him and squatted on the ground.
When I gnawed it, it tasted very sweet.
By the time Han Cheng carried the planed bamboo shoots and took Little Pea towards the tribe, he had already chewed two bamboo shoots and had already forgotten about feeding Little Pea some green apricots.
After returning to the tribe, Han Cheng peeled the bamboo shoots one by one and sliced them with a copper knife. After Han Cheng put them in a clay pot, added water and soaked them, then went to the river to collect the fish cages.
Han Cheng untied the rope tied to the rocks on the shore, and then began to pull the rope toward the shore with his hands.
As the fish cage gets closer and closer to the shore, a trembling feeling is also transmitted along with the rope. This is the beating of the fish in the fish cage.
Times like this are the most exciting.
Han Cheng carefully pulled the rope and pulled the fish cage to the shore. Then he lifted it hard and the fish cage came out of the water.
As the water in the fish cage flows into the river, through the gaps in the fish cage, you can see the fish jumping around randomly inside.
Fish! Fish!
Little Pea on the side pointed at the lively fish and clapped her hands happily.
Although there are not as many fish in the river as before, after seven or eight fish cages are put down in succession, the harvest is still quite a lot.
The big fish were left, the small fish and the fish that looked like they had fish roe in their stomachs were put into the basin and thrown into the fish pond next to the tribe that already had a lot of water.
After doing this, Han Cheng carried the fish cages and fish in a string, led Little Pea and the pandas who were coaxed by two bamboo shoots back to the tribe.
After returning, he took a copper knife and skillfully removed the scales and internal organs, and removed the gills of the fish.
Then it was time for Han Cheng to show off his knife skills.
The fish chosen to make pickled fish is a fish with a black line on each side of its body. Han Cheng named it Heitiao.
It looks very different from the snakehead fish of later generations, but the meat quality is even better than the snakehead fish.
After all, in later generations, most of the fish we ate were raised in fish ponds. Occasionally, I went to Jiangchazi to catch some wild ones. They tasted like motor oil and were not as good as those raised in ponds.
After handling the black-striped fish, Han Cheng told Xiao Wandou not to move, and he came outside with a copper knife, squatted in front of the grindstone, poured water from the basin to wet the grindstone, and then used his hands to
Hold the copper knife on it one after the other, pushing and pulling to start sharpening the knife.
Very different from kitchen knives made of steel, copper knives are very easy to dull.
Later he will fillet the black striped fish, so he can't do it without sharpening the copper knife.
After sharpening it for a while, Han Cheng gently tested the blade with his fingers. If he thought it was OK, he rinsed the copper knife with clean water and returned to the kitchen.
Filleting fish is definitely a technical job. Although Han Cheng is a foodie, and he is still the kind of foodie who likes to make something to eat when he has nothing to do, but after all, he is not from a serious academic background. He has not gone to New Oriental to learn how to control an excavator in English and learn how to cook.
So this piece of fish is still a bit difficult for him.
If you don't get it right, it will be easy to break the fish bone, but you can still get it out after all.
Although there is one more broken thorn in the fish fillet, the quality is a little different, the thickness is a little uneven, and the size is a little different, but if these are all removed, the fish fillet still looks very good.
Han Cheng had been filling the fish for a long time before he finally stopped.
This was partly because Han Cheng's knife skills were not up to par, and partly because there were so many fish filleted that he filled nearly a pottery basin.
There is no way, there are too many foodies in the tribe. Although these pickled fish are mainly made for Bai Xuemei, who is pregnant with her second child, as soon as they are made, there will be a large group of unscrupulous foodies watching helplessly.
The scene is really unbearable.
Can you imagine a group of strong men, together with some equally strong women and some children, secretly glancing at you while you are eating from time to time, and then swallowing furiously?
After experiencing this kind of thing several times, Han Cheng always tried to find new ways to improve his life, adhering to the principle of doing as much as possible.
Although it is still impossible for everyone to eat it, it can still satisfy some people's cravings.
Han Cheng added some salt foam and some fruit wine to the sliced fish fillets, stirred them, and then began to marinate them.
After doing this, I thought about it and found three or four eggs. After cracking them, separate the egg yolks and egg whites. Pour the egg whites into the fish fillets, stir them, and marinate them with the cooking wine.
Add egg white to the fish fillets, and the fish fillets will become very tender when cooked.
After processing the fish fillets, Han Cheng turned around and came to the cave.
As soon as he walked into the cave, he felt a sense of coolness hitting his face. After his eyes adjusted to the light, Han Cheng walked straight towards a corner of the cave.
There are some sealed clay pots here. This is the pickled cabbage that Han Cheng personally pickled after harvesting the much larger Chinese cabbage in late autumn last year.
The cabbages that are still in the improvement period should be washed, dried, and dried in the sun for a while, then they are placed densely in a pottery jar. Sprinkle a layer of cabbage with a layer of salt and arrange it on top.
Ten kilograms of granite was pressed tightly and sealed tightly. After two or three days, some water was added to it depending on the situation, and it was soaked slowly until it lasted about an entire lifetime.
Seeing the reactions of Bai Xuemei and the people in the tribe who ate the green apricot, bamboo shoots and meat slices soup, Han Cheng felt very comfortable.
For a cook, this is the most satisfying thing besides not having to wash pots and dishes.
How about trying more dark cuisine in the future? Come up with more new tricks?
It’s not impossible to try fried tomato mooncakes.
Thinking like this, Han Cheng shook his head again. This is not an easy dish to make. First of all, you need tomatoes and mooncakes.
The sky darkened and night fell. Except for the people who were still on guard on the watchtower on the wall, everyone else had gone to sleep.
Even if the night life is richer than that of most tribes in this era, before the emergence and popularization of magical things like electric lights that can turn night into day, the tribe as a whole cannot get rid of the lifestyle of working at sunrise and resting at sunset.
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little pea son
The lights had been turned off and in the room, Bai Xuemei's voice calling out to Little Pea could be heard.
After the voice fell, the room fell into silence, and there was no response from Xiao Wandou.
little pea son
After a pause, Bai Xuemei shouted softly again. After repeating this, Bai Xuemei climbed up, came to Han Cheng's side and said excitedly: "Brother Cheng, Xiao Wandou is asleep."
Well, just sleep when you fall asleep.
Han Cheng was startled, and then he pretended to be confused and said, as if he was sleepy.
Bai Xuemei paused for a moment, and then reminded her loudly: Brother Cheng, Xiao Wandou is asleep.
A real warrior must have the courage to face the wind and rain. After hearing Bai Xuemei's reminder again, Han Cheng no longer pretended to be confused. He turned around, changed from lying on his side to lying on his back, and then said seriously: Not now, you
There is a baby in my belly again. Come on and sleep well.
Bai Xuemei, who had just looked happy and was about to sit down, suddenly had a sad face.
Han Cheng in the darkness showed a cheerful smile.
It’s really relaxing to have such a legitimate reason for rejection without being described in bad language!
When Han Dashenzi, who was in a happy mood, fell asleep with a smile on his face, there were people in the Tongshan residential area who were sleepless.
(Four in one, one chapter is a supplement.
I’ve been out on business for the past two days, and there are two chapters where I used my mobile phone code on the train, which always felt a little weird)
