Reborn: Still want me to be the receiver? impossible

The oil content of the fat meat was quickly dried out, and the pieces of fat meat shrank several times.

Shu Zhiqiang fished out the oil residue and set it aside to dry. Only when it cools down will it become crispy and delicious.

However, before the oil residue could cool down, a hand reached out and took away a piece.

"Hiss..." Shu Zhiguo sucked in a breath of air, holding the oil residue in his hands and doing acrobatics.

A piece of oil residue was thrown from his left hand to his right hand, and then to the left and right with his right hand. He didn't put it into his mouth until it cooled down.

He swallowed it in a few clicks, showing an expression of enjoyment.

Xiong Fengxia slapped him on the head and scolded him: "You brat, be careful of blisters on your hands."

Shu Zhiguo chuckled, picked up another piece and handed it over: "Mom, try it, this oil residue is really fragrant!"

"Mom won't eat it, so you can eat it." Xiong Fengxia shook her head and looked at Shu Zhiqiang: "Qiangzi, can you just fry the oil residue?"

"If there's too much fried food, we won't be able to finish it."

I cooked two dishes before. Although they were both vegetarian, there was already a grease residue on them.

One meat and two vegetables are definitely a good combination. This meal may not be served only a few times a year.

"It's okay, I'll fry another pork belly and stir-fry bamboo shoots, and then make the lobster:

If we can't finish it, let's eat it at night. The meat will become stale if left out for a long time. "

Shu Zhiqiang shook his head and smiled. Then put the Ma bamboo cut yesterday into the pot and soak all parts with water.

Seeing this, Shu Zhiguo on the side continued to squat behind the stove after eating another piece of oil residue.

Although he couldn't open his eyes due to the fire in the pot hole, the corners of his mouth were still slightly raised.

The lard residue was really fragrant, so fragrant that he felt happy in his heart.

Shu Zhiqiang covers the Ma bamboo with a pot lid and can take it out and cut it when it is cooked.

After doing this, he squatted down and peeled the lobster shells while sitting on the small bench.

The two vices of a lobster are very poisonous. Once caught, you will be bruised and even bleed.

So Shu Zhiqiang very cautiously grabbed the lobster's back and pulled it out. Then he clamped the telson with his left hand, and with his right hand he used force to lift it up from the gap between the helmet and the telson.

The lobster's vise swings wildly, as if it is making a death struggle.

The next second, its entire helmet was lifted off, and its brain and Huang were thrown into the trash can.

Seeing this scene, Xiong Fengxia couldn't help but frown, feeling a little cruel.

But when I think about the fact that these are bugs produced by bacteria in my childhood, and they harm crops all day long, I feel a little relieved. What's going on?

She pulled a low stool from the side and sat opposite Shu Zhiqiang, ready to help with it.

However, Shu Zhiqiang waved his hand and said with concern: "Mom! This is very dangerous. Don't touch it. I'll do it."

Xiong Fengxia, who had always cooked by herself, was suddenly at a loss when she was free.

She wanted to do something to help her son but was stopped, leaving her standing by not knowing what to do.

Shu Zhiqiang quickly noticed this problem, so he asked the other party to help cut some pork belly slices and green chili shreds for later use.

After hearing his words, Xiong Fengxia smiled and went to cut the ingredients.

Shu Zhiqiang shook his head and sighed, pinched the shrimp body with the helmet peeled off, touched the middle part of the tail of the shrimp with one hand, pressed hard, twisted and pulled;

A black and white excretion pipe was pulled out together with the shrimp tail fan.

Shu Zhiguo, who was lighting the fire on the side, looked a little curious, so he added two pieces of firewood to the pot hole and moved a stool over to sit on it.

Seeing Shu Zhiqiang peeling off the shrimp shells quickly, he couldn't help but ask: "Brother, where can I eat these insects?"

Hearing this, Shu Zhiqiang didn't do any charades and pointed directly to the parts except the tail of the shrimp.

"Hey... I said the inside of the shrimp tail is edible, but I didn't ask you to peel the meat out!"

His brother is really a talent. As soon as he said this, he saw the other party peeling off the shell of the shrimp tail, revealing the snow-white shrimp meat.

Shu Zhiguo held up the shrimp meat in his hand and said with a smile: "I just said I was a little curious."

Having said that, he almost drooled when he stared at this piece of shrimp meat.

Snow-white and smooth, it should be delicious after cooking, right?

Shu Zhiqiang shook his head and smiled, and quickly removed the shells and shrimp lines from the several kilograms of lobsters.

Let Shu Zhiguo take it and wash it, while he fished out the bamboo shoots from the pot.

After some boiling, the bamboo shoot meat is no longer as hard as before.

Place it on the chopping board, cut it into pieces with a knife, and put it on a plate for later use.

Then he turned around, poured out the water in the pot, and wiped away the water with a rag.

The iron pot quickly burned red. Shu Zhiqiang immediately scooped up some lard and put it in with a shovel. The pot surface immediately became shiny.

He had no ink marks, and then put down Xiong Fengxia's cut pork belly and stir-fried it.

Before the meaty aroma of the oil residue dissipated, a stronger meaty aroma came out again.

The pigs in this era have not been fed with feed, and it is truly pure, natural and pollution-free pork.

Just the aroma of the pork, fried pork in one family, would be an exaggeration to say that the whole village smells the aroma.

Especially when it comes to garlic. After a series of ingredients such as ginger and dried chili are poured in, the aroma is simply indescribable.

"Brother and sister-in-law, that guy bought two bottles of old music. Are you going to drink some here later?"

Shu Biao sat outside smoking dry cigarettes, enjoying the meal with his elder brother and sister-in-law who came over smelling the aroma of meat.

He said that his son had bought a few kilograms of pork and might not be able to finish it later, so he invited the two of them to have a drink together.

Seeing the envy and jealousy in the other person's eyes, he felt sour in his heart.

"No, Biaozi, where did Qiangzi get the money to buy these things?"

Zhou Muying walked directly into the room and felt uncomfortable looking at the supplies on the table.

How much do these things cost? That’s not how money is made.

What is the most important thing? It’s just that these things are not from your own home!

He has never enjoyed being an eldest brother or sister-in-law so much, so why should he be the younger brother?

No, I have to find a way to bring it back later.

"Hai, Qiangzi caught some fish last night, didn't he sell them in the market?

That boy was filial. He just made some money and wanted to honor Fengxia and me. "

Shu Biao was a little carried away by the envy of his brother and sister-in-law, and he spoke as if he had no control over the door.

After hearing his words, Shu Long and Zhou Muying were already fighting in their hearts.

They decided to find out how they caught the fish while they were drinking.

At this moment, the strong aroma of ingredients and meat wafted out from the backyard, and the stomachs of the three of them all made growling sounds.

Shu Biao couldn't help it anymore and strode directly into the backyard.

"No, why hasn't it been fried yet? I'm so hungry just from the smell of this meat."

Shu Long and Zhou Muying also followed in, and their eyes turned red when they saw the plate of stir-fried pork belly with sesame bamboo shoots in Shu Zhiqiang's hand.