showdown!I enjoy life on the island

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Chapter 166 Pan-fried devil fish liver (five shifts)

"There is a little iron left, so I won't make weapons or anything like that."

Xu Le walked back to the workshop slowly, picked up the hammer, and pulled the basket containing the iron slag.

The iron slag in the basket made the sound of tinkling and clanging metal.

Barrage--

"What do you do if you don't make a weapon?"

"Iron products... that is to make tools? I don't know what kind of tools Mr. Xu Le will make this time."

"Never mind him, I'll just watch Mr. Xu Le's show quietly!"

The iron slag is put into clay pots and melted in a ventilated furnace.

Xu Le explained: "In the past few days, when we cook, we always use earthen pots or earthen pots, or directly roast them on the fire."

"So today I will make another iron pot out."

"Fried, fried, boiled, deep-fried, steamed, stewed, baked, stewed, since you will live on the island for a year, you must have a rich diet."

"There is no need to worry about the source of raw materials on the island, but without corresponding pots and utensils, this cooking method cannot be enriched."

"Although good ingredients only require the simplest cooking method, good cooking methods can also better bring out the flavor of the ingredients."

While talking, Xu Le had already dug out the outline of the most common family frying pan on the fine sand mold.

The bottom is flat, and the walls are concave upwards. Anyone who sees it will feel familiar.

Then, on another piece of mold, a relatively convex profile is piled up and compacted.

When the two molds are combined, the space in the middle is exactly the outline of the iron pot.

"Let's just make a simple cast iron pot. A cast iron pot with a thick wall has excellent heat storage capacity and can best force out the fragrance of the dishes."

- gurgling.

The molten iron is poured directly into the mold at one time, waiting for cooling and opening the mold!

A dark cast iron pot, heavy.

When taking it out of the mold, Xu Le wiped off the sand on the surface, exposing the rough surface of the iron pot.

Then use two wooden boards to clamp the cast iron pot handle to round the shape.

"A very versatile iron pot, finished!"

Barrage in the live broadcast room——

"You can start eating the iron pot."

"Wrapped in batter and deep-fried, the children next door will cry!"

After Xu Le simply cleaned the iron pot, he evenly spread a piece of suet on the inner wall of the pot.

"It is better to cook the pot according to the old technique. The pot that has been opened in this way is not sticky and easy to wash."

blah blah...

Oily smoke rose, and Lin Xihan felt that this scene was also very unreal.

Survival on a deserted island, there is still a pot...

She suspected that as long as enough time was given, Xu Le might not be able to build a resort on the island.

After all, it's only the ninth day... In a year, how far can Xu Le develop?

Following this bad guy, there was no sense of urgency at all... She painfully recalled her previous experience of surviving on a deserted island.

It started to hurt my stomach... The gap between people is too big... Lin Xihan curled her lips unwillingly.

Meng Yiyi was very calm, silly Baitian felt that it was only natural for Xu Le to fiddle with her thighs.

Aren't thighs omnipotent?

The starry eyes twinkled under the bird's nest head, and she made a blind judgment with her common sense of life, which is not very normal in her painting style.

Then, sniffing the scent of oil in the air, I didn't disappoint——

gollum...

Silly Baitian ate a lot of breakfast... Xu Le followed the voice and saw Meng Yiyi's bulging cheeks.

I get it, I must have eaten too many sour grapes.

Meng Yiyi, who eats five meals a day, has the ability to eat anything as long as it is eaten.

Careless... I only know that she eats sweet fruits, but I didn't expect that she can eat sour grapes as well.

And after eating so many sour grapes, she didn't feel sour at all.

Sure enough, she is the daughter of the suspected military god, with extraordinary talent, I admire her.

Xu Le continued to spread the suet evenly on the inner wall of the pot and heated it over low heat.

After the inner wall of the cast iron pot showed an oily luster, he removed the pot and scrubbed it with warm water.

The pot is done!

Get angry!

Barrage in the live broadcast room——

"I don't know what kind of dishes Mr. Xu Le plans to use the new pot this time?"

"Fry some fried pork?"

"Or fried shredded potatoes? Oh yes, no potatoes..."

In the camera, Xu Le was burning the pot in a hurry until the smoke rose, and then he slowly got up.

"For this dish, let's make pan-fried devil fish liver!"

Barrage--

"I remembered! After killing the devil fish, Mr. Xu Le mentioned such a sentence!"

"The liver of the devil fish...is it really edible? It looks really hard to swallow..."

"Hehe, the liver of sea fish is very rich in fat. Whether it is the taste or the nutritional content, it is a must!"

"I'm still a little skeptical... Ah, I'm not skeptical of Mr. Xu Le, I'm just skeptical of this devil fish."

"It's a new fan at first glance from the upstairs. At this time, the old fan has no time to doubt it!"

"My little brother is indeed a newcomer, so what are the old fans doing at this time?"

"Old fans are ordering takeaway at this time! Prevent being poisoned!"

"..."

I saw Xu Le shaping and cleaning the devil fish's liver to remove some impurities on the surface.

Then put it directly into the cast iron pot that has been burned out.

In an instant, there was a dense barking sound.

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Chapter 167 Honey Grape Sauce (six more)

The sea breeze blows away the rising oily smoke, and through the diffused smoke, you can see the devil fish liver in the cast iron pot, gradually changing color.

When the cod liver was put into the pan, there was no oil, but there was already a thin layer of fat on the bottom of the pan, which had been fried until it oozes out.

At the moment, small bubbles are crackling.

In the bright cod liver oil, the skin of the cod liver gradually turns brown, and at the same time exudes a tempting fishy smell.

Meng Yiyi swallowed her saliva: "It's amazing, it smells like fish, but it doesn't smell bad at all after frying!"

Xu Le said: "Fry everything in the oil pan, even if there is fat, if it is fried at high temperature, it will taste very fragrant under Maillard's reaction."

With a thin wooden spatula, he carefully pushed the cod liver in the oil pan.

Be gentle to prevent the tender cod liver from being smashed by the spatula.

"One side is almost cooked, and the other side is fried below."

He held the shovel in one hand and the handle of the pot in the other, and then he lifted the pot suddenly, sending it forward and retracting it.

The cod liver in the pot was thrown high, and then caught by the pot as it fell.

The rippling fish oil provides the lubrication that allows the liver to slide back to the bottom of the pan unharmed.

blah blah blah...

Barrage--

"Show it, show it off, Mr. Xu Le is showing off again!"

"That's the most tender fish liver. After turning the pot like this, it can still guarantee that the skin will not be broken. Good work!"

Keep frying!

When this side was also fried until it was fragrant, Xu Le scooped up the fish liver neatly.

It was placed on a stone slab that had been scalded on the fire a long time ago.

The cooked cod liver was still hot on the slate, and the oil splashed everywhere.

Putting the iron pot back on the fire, Xu Le looked at Meng Yiyi: "(￣▽￣)"

Meng Yiyi: "⊙ω⊙"

Then Xu Le snatched half a bunch of sour grapes from her hand.

Meng Yiyi: "(?Д?)"

"Bad thigh!"

"You won't think so when you eat later."

He squeezed the sour grapes out of the pulp, put them directly into the hot oil, and fried them over low heat.

The juice in the grape flesh is forced out under high temperature and mixed with the fish oil to form a rich grape sauce.

The sour aroma is overflowing.

When the grape sauce thickened to the hanging pot, Xu Le added wild honey into it and continued to stir.

Among the sour aromas, some floral and sweet aromas are immediately added.

After stirring a few times, Xu Le evenly poured the honey grape juice on the awakened devil fish liver.

The sauce slid off, staining the liver a bright purple-brown.

Xu Le opened the cod liver with an iron blade and evenly stained it with sauce.

Pick up a slice.

Meng Yiyi: "Ah—"

Then Xu Le put the fish liver slice he picked up into his mouth.

Meng Yiyi pursed her mouth aggrievedly.

Seeing this familiar scene, Lin Xihan patted Niaowotou on the shoulder, and embraced Silly Baitian with green eyes shining.

It was another good day for oranges... Xu Le felt the warm taste of the fish liver in his mouth.

"The scalded slate maintains the temperature of the cod liver, so the aroma does not dissipate as the temperature drops."

"The smell of fried fish oil has a fishy smell, which is a completely different experience from land-based fresh food. It will be more intense and more stimulating to the sense of smell."

"The fish liver itself is tender. After frying, the fat in the fatty liver melts and the structure becomes looser. It not only melts in the mouth, but soaks in the mouth like thick porridge."

"But to say the best, it has to be a sauce made of wild grapes and wild honey boiled in fish oil."

Xu Le picked up another piece of fried fish liver, covered it with a layer of honey grape sauce, and fed it into his mouth.