I'm not a wild eater

The last time he felt that he would not be guessed, he accidentally failed to keep the clay pot.

[This, who would have guessed this? 】

【Master Mu is such a thief, if he had hung up the grill earlier, we would have guessed it. 】

[I still know how to drain the oil, Master Mu, go sell fried dough sticks! 】

[Careless, careless, I thought Master Mu had changed his sex, but he was still so picky. 】

【Hahaha, my beloved Taoguo changed his surname in a blink of an eye, and Mu Ye expressed his displeasure. 】

[Hey, the envy of the young lady who got the clay pot has multiplied a thousand times. 】

After scooping up all the oil residue, Mu Qing brought over the meat strips on the table.

For the first time fried meat sticks, Muqing cautiously put only a small part in, paying close attention to the condition of the meat sticks.

Toothpick meat, sweet and sour pork loin, lychee meat, flavored jerky

Among the recipes given by the system, there are as many as [-] recipes that require the step of frying.

But each kind of time, heat, and re-explosion requirements have subtle differences.

Muqing decided that the basic operation should refer to flavored jerky, and the specific practice still depends on oneself.

After frying for a while, Mu Qing carefully picked up a strip of meat.

Open a small section and see what's inside.

Mu Qing blew on the short piece that was pulled out and put it in his mouth.

"Well, it's a bit greasy."

"Maybe it will be a little better after the oil is drained and dried, otherwise it is really greasy."

"And this kind of meat strips that are fried directly without wrapping starch, the taste is not so tender."

Mu Qing clicked his mouth.

The fragrance is still very fragrant.

【Master Mu, you are floating. 】

[It's bloated, it's bloated, and I dare to dislike it even if I eat meat. 】

【Master Mu, you have changed, you are no longer that person who eats a fish bone and says it is delicious. 】

[Meat Tiao: Are you tired of this?Pooh!Scumbag! 】

【Master Mu, make some starch and fry it, it will be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. 】

【Mu Ye: Come on, come on, change some starch for me. 】

"I can make some starch from cassava, wrap the meat strips and fry them."

"After the starch is coated, the moisture inside the meat will be locked."

"It's delicious, but it's not storage-resistant."

After frying for a while, Muqing took another section and tried it.

The audience couldn't help reminding Muqing, [You don't have a lot of lean meat, so don't let it be eaten before you fry it. 】

Pour the oil residue drained from the grill into a bamboo bowl, and Mu Qing took out the meat strips and placed them on top to drain the oil.

I put some meat strips in for frying, and all the meat strips were finished. I looked at the time of the live broadcast, and it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

Looking at the other meat that has not been processed, Mu Qing deeply felt for the first time what is the burden of sweetness.

Remove the firewood from the stove and let the oil in the clay pot cool naturally.

Firewood was added to the kiln.

Mu Qing took the basket, took a handful of short-lived tree ropes from the beam of the shelter, and walked towards the creek.

Today's moon is not round, so Mu Qing had to take a firewood in his hand for lighting.

"This day reminded me that I need something to ensure the lighting at night."

"Although the torch is easy to use, it only takes two or three times to die. If it takes longer to come out, it will be a one-off."

"Now that I have the materials, I can make two candles."

With the help of wood and the faint moonlight, Muqing took down the pig bones from the tree.

The chops are cut from the backbone one by one, tied with a string, and one end of the string is tied with a knot to tie all the ropes that hold the ribs together.

Find a place where the water flow is relatively stable, and soak the ribs in it.

Another vine was taken, passed around the knot of the rope, and fastened them to a small tree next to it.

"It will take a lot of time to deal with all these foods."

"I really don't have the strength to stay up all night today, and I don't have enough firewood."

"The temperature of the stream water is still very low at night. I soak them in the water to ensure that they will not break."

"Although it will affect some taste, but there is no way."

Muqing treated the rest of the spine in the same way, and soaked it to the place where the young crabs were kept.

Finally, Muqing piled the cassava higher to make room for a basket containing some meat and offal.

[It's in the middle of the night, it makes my hair stand on end. 】

【The way Master Mu cut the ribs just now really looks like that kind of perverted murderer. 】

[Yes, yes, I figured it out, he suddenly raised his head and smiled at me, then his eyes glowed red. 】

[Hey, don't say it, don't say it. 】

[Master Mu stayed up late last time and it scared me, this time too, I will never watch Lord Mu's late-night live broadcast again. 】

[Why do I feel so exciting, I must be a fake woman (cover face)]

Soak any meat that is too late to handle.

Mu Qing looked up at the environment, thinking about what he did just now.