60s white-eyed wolf

Grandma was angry, it was because the whole family didn't dare to scratch the tiger's head. After she cried a few times and swung the soles of her shoes so that Fugui ran away with his head in his arms, and he was very tired, he staggered and couldn't stand firmly, so Grandpa remained silent. He stepped forward, gently supported the old woman, and took off the sole of the shoe.

Grandma glared at him angrily, then turned her head and scolded the second child: "What the hell did you do, uncle? You don't know anything about the danger of my nephew going up the mountain to hunt wild boars, and I can't help you at all. I'm going to carry pigs." Be quick to curry favor!"

Cao Qingxian laughed foolishly, and said: "I don't know how powerful the rich are. Next time I want to hunt and kill pigs, I will definitely help him. Unfortunately, the boss has a profit, and the river is given to others. It will be fragrant." ..."

The local merchants in the town call the pig’s head commonly used in sacrifices “Lishitou” for the sake of flattery. Lishitou with sauce is a rare delicacy with wine, and it is usually eaten only during the Chinese New Year.In recent years, there are fewer and fewer people raising pigs in the countryside, and this dish is also rare.

The old lady was so angry that she almost collapsed, and slapped the second child's pig's head: "Lishitou, you bastard! You only know how to eat!"

"Okay, okay, don't be angry. When you meet a big wild boar, the rich and noble soul will be scared. Let it rest and rest. Get some pork to eat, and the whole family will feed it well."

Grandpa patted Grandma's hand, and stared at his son, as if poking a stake, giving birth to this son is not as good as a piece of firewood, which can be used to light a fire!

"Mommy, Mommy, meaty meat!"

Baofeng was so frightened that he couldn't speak clearly, and he wasn't afraid of being covered in blood, his eyes saw a mountain of meat, and he couldn't hold back his saliva.

Wang Liuzhi calmed down, picked up a piece of meat with shaking hands, his spirit was instantly excited, he couldn't help but grinned his mouth to the ears, and for the first time in so many years firmly helped the rich nephew to speak: "Mum, don't talk about it!" Wealthy, let him calm down, such a big pig, it’s really hard to do it! Oh, the wild pork is thick, you must put more ginger and spring onion, and eat it with soy sauce.”

Yingzi and Miaoer didn't speak, they stood beside the pork silently, swallowing their saliva, their eyes shining.

Mrs. Zhang looked at the greedy faces, big and small, and didn't bother to say any more. She gave Fugui a blank look, and said, "My soy sauce bottle was dragged away by some mouse, and I still want to eat roasted pork?"

"Oh! I remembered. Two days ago, I wanted to learn how to cook to honor grandma, but I took the soy sauce bottle and forgot to return it." Fuguizuo suddenly realized, hugged grandma with a playful smile, and flattered her, "Ala grandma The cooking master taught here is considered to be top-notch!"

He turned his head and said to Second Aunt: "Second Aunt, you help me this time, and I will show off my skills in cooking big dishes, so that you can make sure your tongues are fresh."

"Don't waste good things, what kind of dishes can you cook? You can cook rice cakes with a sticky bottom, but there is one who can eat a rich tongue!"

Grandma laughed and cursed, but it didn't stop her grandson's filial piety. She gave her daughter-in-law a wink and asked her to "let her go."

It's not that she can't trust the elder grandson, it's because the child was spoiled and raised, and his fingers didn't touch the spring water. Xiao Chenguang was curious to imitate his aunt to cook rice cake soup, but he was scalded by the firewood, and cooked a pot of muddy soup sticky to the teeth. , how dare to let him go to the stove.A man's family is not a chef, and he has no reason to go to the stove.

"Grandma, don't underestimate people! I'm an apprentice, I'm no longer Wu, Wu Xia... Cough, I will definitely let you eat with praise and be convinced."

Cao Fugui snorted twice, for a moment he couldn't remember the idioms Grandma had taught him, so he went to pick up the pork after a while.

"Second brother, help Fugui divide the meat, cook it in a pot today, and marinate the rest with salt, eat slowly. It's cold, don't spoil it."

It's rare for her grandson to be filial, and Mrs. Zhang doesn't want to spoil the interest of the child. Besides, wild pork is rough. If it really doesn't taste good, she washes it with water and stews it again. It's still edible when it's overcooked, and the meat can't be ruined. , but it's just a little condiment.

Cao Qingxian hurriedly agreed, grabbed the pork from his nephew, picked it up and walked to the kitchen, Wang Liuzhi also hurriedly followed.

The children were so excited that they rushed to surround the stove, drooling as they waited for the pork to come out of the pot.Grandpa shook his head, couldn't stop smiling, moved a low stool and sat in the patio, and briskly pulled bamboo mats, weaving baskets by moonlight.He is skillful and can weave flowers with his eyes closed when making these things.

Mrs. Zhang looked at the thick pile of wild meat, and counted carefully with her fingers.

Wild boars run around in the mountains, rushing east and west, and the meat is thick and fishy. Only by making sauced meat can the smell be concealed.It's a pity that soy sauce is so expensive that it can't be used for sauced meat.There is no shortage of sea salt in the coastal areas of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, but it costs a lot to marinate this big pile of meat.

She thought about asking the second child to bring some pork to her daughter Lianxiu, and asking Qingzhu and Qingshi's two good grandsons to make up for it too. The county town can't eat meat a few times a month.I will ask my son-in-law to buy more salt. By the way, I don’t know if I can buy an iron pot. Cooking in clay pots every day is troublesome and wastes firewood...

Taking advantage of Grandma's careful planning, Cao Fugui rubbed his feet with grease, and under the cover of his second uncle and the children "escaped from birth", making up his mind to let the whole family have a "good" meal.Although there are few jade stones, there are still a few pieces. It is rare to spend more than a meal of pork. After eating a good meal, it is not a waste to eat "suffering" to farm.

The ancients said: I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all the money is gone.This gossip really appealed to him.

A master chef can't do it, he's good at pretending. He's seen a lot of how the master assigns his apprentices to cook in the state-run restaurants in the county.If you don't stare at the restaurant, where can you get delicious food and spicy food.

Cao Fugui instructed his second uncle to chop the meat, and his second aunt to wash the pork and cut ginger, onion and garlic. While the two were busy, he quietly turned over the recipe in the refining room.It is not in vain to catch rhubarb and wild boar, but now it is very handy for "Lianlu".

In the refinery, Rhubarb was lying on the side of the medicine field, bored. When his mental power swept past, the dog seemed to be aware of it, stood up vigilantly, whined, and flicked its tail.

Cao Fugui didn't have time to pay attention to it, so he rummaged through the food recipe grid, found a recipe of "braised wild boar meat", and quickly took a closer look.

Fortunately, there are not too many kinds of seasonings for this dish. Soy sauce, cooking wine, onion and garlic, as well as cinnamon and star anise. Except for chili and rock sugar, there are almost a few others at home. Grandpa has secretly hidden them for many years. A small half bottle of rice wine was just used as cooking wine.

Grandma is particular about cooking, and he has a tricky mouth. Although the family is poor, they don't have very good food on weekdays. It's rare that there is any meat, so Grandma has to go to the stove to prepare it carefully.

Keeping the recipe and ingredients in mind, he hurried out of the kitchen and asked Grandma for help.

"...Chili peppers are easy to handle. There must be some at Mrs. Chuan's house next door. Let Yingzi borrow a few. Rock sugar is expensive. Where can I get it now? Fugui, why don't you use brown sugar instead? There are still some in the house. .”

The brown sugar was not cheap either, just this little bit was left over when Mrs. Baofeng gave birth to Miaoer and confinement.

As soon as the words were spoken, Mrs. Zhang felt a pain in the flesh.Fu Gui hurriedly nodded and said, "Okay, okay! Grandma, sugar is a must."

I dragged my grandma to dig out a small paper bag of brown sugar that I treasured, before he repented, Cao Fugui snatched it between his hands, and hurried back to the stove.

When Yingzi brought a few small dried red peppers, the water in the earthen pot was boiled, and he hurriedly began to direct: "Second Aunt, cut the pork into pieces and boil the water, and then boil a pot of boiling water, yes, where is the vegetable oil? The bottle is here Me, whoops, by the way, it would be nice to cut up some radishes and stew them, Second Aunt, please wash a few more..."

As soon as the second aunt turned around, Cao Fugui swiftly swept the recipe of "braised wild boar meat" in front of the treasure furnace in the refinery. The pot of pork and all the bits and pieces of seasoning were swept into the treasure stove, and the clay pot with only clear water and boiled soup on the stove was swiftly covered with a wooden lid.

"Brother, when will we be able to eat?" Bao Feng couldn't bear it anymore, he looked into the kitchen, sucking his saliva with his fingers in his mouth.Miao Er blinked, silently followed behind her sister, leaning against the door frame and huffing her nose.

"Okay, let's simmer for an hour, and my big dish will come out of the pot. Don't open the lid of the pot while cooking, otherwise all the umami will leak out."

Cao Fugui pretended to explain it to his second uncle and the children. Cao Qingxian didn't know how to cook, so naturally he nodded in response to what his nephew said, and just focused on lighting the fire in front of the stove.

Bao Feng stared at the steaming pot on the stove, nodded solemnly, and resolutely defended the pork!

Having said that, Cao Fugui is also afraid that it will not be safe. In case someone lifts the lid of the pot and exposes his "trick", it will really look good.So I had to be patient and squat by the stove, waiting slowly.Although it only takes a short time to refine in a treasure furnace, ordinary people don't stew meat for an hour and a half. How can it be cooked badly?No matter how much he brags about his skill, he can't cook meat in the blink of an eye.That's really scary!

Although they are all relatives in the family, the old ancestors have been admonishing with a miserable face, don't show the treasure of Lianlu to others, and don't be too high-profile to attract people's suspicion. There is always a reason, and I guess I have suffered a lot.

Cao Fugui listened to grandma's teachings since he was a child. He is not very old, but his mind is transparent.

Shengsheng boiled it for an hour, until the second aunt had stewed the radish in another jar, and then he solemnly stated that the stewed pork was done.

Standing up, he carefully held the handle of the lid, shielding the eyes of others with his body. The moment he opened the lid, Fugui quietly put the freshly baked meat from the refinery into the jar.

The rich and thick fragrance suddenly permeated the room, the fragrance was lingering to the bone, soft and greasy like silk, with a pungent and pungent smell, so that people's souls would be scattered.

Cao Fugui couldn't describe it at all, his mind went blank.

He stared straight at the jar, regardless of whether it was hot or not, he stretched out his claws to pick up a large piece of sauce-red, half-fat but not thin, trembling meat, and stuffed it into his mouth at once, fresh, sweet, Spicy, lingering with the salty aroma, the slightly transparent sebum is elastic and soft, when you bite down, the oil slowly seeps out to moisturize the lips and tongue that lack oil and taste, and you don't feel greasy at all. It also has tough tendons and is so chewy that you can't stop eating!

It seemed that before he could taste the taste, a large mouthful of meat had disappeared in the bottom of his throat in an instant.

A strange hot air flowed down the throat and stomach, rippling in the limbs and bones, as if a hundred catties of strength were suddenly generated.Cao Fugui licked his lips nostalgicly, thinking that he was too greedy for meat, so he had a different feeling after eating.

Taking a closer look, there is still an evaluation label floating on the jar:

[Ordinary Braised wild boar meat - meat that is boring and exciting, only sauce can be overwhelmed. 】

Constitution +1

He froze in astonishment, with a strange expression on his face. What is "Physique +1"?

"...Brother, brother, can I eat it, is it delicious, si—"

Seeing the eldest brother swallow a large piece of meat, his face suddenly changed as if he saw a sow climbing a tree, Bao Feng jumped in anxiety, couldn't hold it anymore, rushed into the stove and asked eagerly, swallowing his saliva.

As soon as Cao Fugui lowered his head, three pairs of large and small eyes stared at him firmly - the earthenware pot with meat in his hand, and a pair of naive small eyes bent into narrow slits beside it.

"Go sit down at the table and call grandma to eat together!"

Brother Fugui waved his hand imposingly, and the children cheered, and they were swept away like a typhoon. They arranged the table and chopsticks in a blink of an eye, and sat at the table in an orderly manner.

A jar of stewed wild boar meat was brought to the table, and Baofeng licked the bottom of the plate before it lasted enough for a cup of tea.

Wang Liuzhi held a bit of marinade on the tip of her chopsticks, and her expression was in a daze. Compared with this can of meat cooked by her eldest nephew, the food she cooked in the past half of her life is so good that even a dog would not hesitate to eat it!Isn't that what the emperors in the capital ate back then?Could it be that what my mother-in-law said is that wealth is born with Su Hui?It doesn't matter if you can eat, how can you cook?Could it be that the sky eats the stars and descends to earth?

Cao Qingxian didn't say a word, and he and his son shared a piece of dry meat. He couldn't say anything, he just knew it was delicious, Tai Te Niang's was delicious!He didn't put down his chopsticks until the bowl was empty, and with a silly smile on his face, he said, "Fugui's meat is cooked well, it's delicious! After eating it, his strength will increase by three points."

"Zhu Bajie eats ginseng fruit!"

Grandma spat, gently sandwiched a piece of meat left in her bowl, and put it in Baofeng and Fugui bowls.She really didn't expect Fugui to have such a skill, the taste of this roast meat is no worse than the private dishes made by the master chef in the young master's small kitchen back then.

Grandpa glanced at it, picked up the pork belly in his own bowl, picked the thin half and put it in the old woman's bowl silently.

The smell of meat wafted from every household in the team, and the entire Huanglin production team was immersed in rare joy.

Suddenly, a shrill scream sounded from the end of the village, followed by the bang of gongs, and someone was vaguely yelling: "Help! Put out the fire!" Captain Shi's anxious roar was interspersed with noisy voices.

The old Cao's family was eating happily around the low table, they were all taken aback when they heard the sound, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Mrs. Zhang frowned, and said: "Second brother, go and find out, what's the matter? There's a lot of trouble, and it's not peaceful to have a good meal."

Cao Qingxian hurriedly stood up to answer, and hastily opened the courtyard door to leave the house.Everyone was a little uneasy sitting, but the children didn't care about that much, and poured out all the juice from the bottom of the jar seriously.

Not long after, Cao Qingxian ran back sweating, with a dignified expression, and said, "Old Sun's house is on fire."