Becoming a master chef starts with raising pigs

No matter how sad the moment is, time will slowly dilute the emotions. Dong Shengsheng named the cat 'Xiaoju', even though it is a little black cat with white gloves~ As the days go by, the small composition in the comment area is also slow Slowly diminishing, those who have left are not forgotten, but kept in their hearts, waiting for a certain moment to return to the world again...

The documentary "Folk Chef God" was officially launched following the hot search tail of Tangtang's takeaway house. Everyone scolded the program team for being a chicken thief, while making a memorandum, waiting for the main film to be broadcast.

The broadcasting rights were sold to a new domestic platform, a young video site known for its many fashionable people.After a long warm-up, almost all users know that there will be an exclusive gourmet documentary on Friday night, and the recently popular Little Chef will also appear in it.

'Eating is undoubtedly the most important thing in a Kyushu person's day.Frying, frying, stewing and boiling, countless interesting people have made the simple act of filling the stomach complicated and artistic.In addition to the luxury restaurants listed in various lists, there are folk delicacies passed on by the masses. Next, please follow our camera to find the folk chefs hidden in the market! '

At the end of autumn, the vitality on the prairie began to wither, the wind blew a biting coolness, and the snow line on the distant mountains did not melt all year round.The youngest sister was still sleeping, and Zhuoma and the older children got up early to work in the morning light.

Parents have their own things to do, making milk tea, making milk tea, and going to the city to buy fodder.Dolma took her elder brother and two dogs out to herd the sheep.

She let out a breath of white air, turned her head to look at the camera, her light brown eyeballs and the blush on her cheeks made her look extremely wild and beautiful, and there was a screen of beauty crit in the barrage.

Then the big guy heard the man give them a critical blow: "People in your city have never eaten ice-boiled sheep? No way, this is the most common food on our grassland~"

'I can't even afford pork, let alone lamb...'

'Yesterday I went downstairs to eat mutton skewers. I saw the stall owner put up some chicken. I didn't dare to speak. After all, the price was on the table. I ate thirty skewers with tears in my eyes. '

'Prairie girl is just direct, directly hitting the pain points of the old hats in our city. '

Dolma and her younger brother rode horses, led dogs, and drove sheep, galloping on the grassland, while their mother on the other side was cooking at home.Zhuoma's mother has a specialty dish that everyone in the prairie knows, and everyone in the inland area pays a lot of money to ask her to be the chef, but she is flatly rejected.

"We prairie people cannot live without this land~"

She took out a fan of mutton and put it in a large iron basin beside it, and waited for it to thaw naturally before turning around to make milk tea.Different from the pearl milk tea in the modern city, the practice on the grassland will be more rough.

The accumulated cow dung came in handy, it would make the stove burn more vigorously, a whole piece of big tea brick was knocked out with a small hammer, and the homemade butter was put into the pot, and small bubbles were produced when it was heated, and it was fried until it was browned. The rice and fresh milk were put into the pot and stirred repeatedly until the whole pot of milk tea turned beige brown, and the whole yurt was filled with fragrant mist. In the shadow, my mother picked up the big fan of mutton.

"With all of you today, I dare to make this dish alone. Usually, I have to wait until the whole family is gathered and the flock is tied up before I dare to light the fire." All kinds of small question marks, what do they mean?

Zhuoma's mother brought out a large clear ice cube from the refrigerator, and explained: "This is what my baby's father brought back from the snow line yesterday. There is no man's land over there, and the snow does not melt all year round. This ice cube is clean. Let’s go.” Fearing that the guests from the city would be disgusted, she put the basin of ice in front of the machine, and the lumps under the lens were as clear as the highest-grade crystal.

Ice cubes were spread on the bottom of the pot, and the whole mutton was chopped open. In this way, a layer of ice and a layer of mutton were neatly placed.The fire for making milk tea just now has not been extinguished, and Zhuoma's mother stuffed some old dried cow dung into the pond.

The blazing fire kept licking the bottom of the pot, and the miniature camera recorded the situation in the pot. The ice cubes at the bottom gradually melted, and the mutton melted with the lingering ice floes. When all the ice cubes melted into water, the surface of the mutton began to turn white. , Mother Dolma opened the lid of the pot and began to add side dishes to it.

Carrots, hawthorns, onions, and a few pieces of old ginger were randomly thrown into the pot. The voice-over asked: Is there any particularity about the side dishes?

"What's the point? My baby's father buys some fresh vegetables when he goes to the city to see fresh vegetables. Put whatever he has, it's all delicious!"

The ice-boiled lamb in the picture is too tempting, the clear and oily soup is bubbling, the lamb has been stewed until crispy, with the waves of water colliding with each other, and because of the rapid separation due to the elasticity, the vegetables are Some passers-by either sink to the bottom or melt, becoming a pile of fresh vitamins.

The camera cuts to the prairie outside.Puji Puji showed some small heads on the endless pasture, their color was gray, and at first they couldn't tell what they were, until someone asked on the barrage, 'Is that a wolf? ', one stone caused a thousand waves, the screen exploded, and everyone sweated for Zhuoma's family.

Before it came out of the pot, Zhuoma's mother threw a small handful of pepper powder into it.When the younger daughter woke up in a daze, the husband and children who went out also finished their work and went home for dinner.

The lamb chops are still connected to the bones, and a big piece of meat is held by the child's hand, which is more visually impactful. The family members sit around in front of the milk tea pot, chewing on a piece of meat.

The camera gives a close-up of the face.The little doll lost a tooth and held the lamb chops with his hand. The children on the grassland were extraordinarily bold, and regardless of whether they could eat it or not, Ang Wu took a big bite.The mutton looks thick, but it is easily torn off like being preyed by a tiger. The skin is connected to the meat, and the meat has tendons.

Barrage: "Tears bursting from the corners of my mouth..."

At the same time, the cameras outside are still dutifully recording everything. There are more and more small animals in the distance, and the prairie wolves on the TV look very tough, but the ones in front of them, maybe only their faces, are actually somewhat Silly look.

Dolma looked into the distance, chewing on the mutton in his mouth, turned to his parents and said, "I have to leave quickly after eating, those gray things are coming after me."

Dad looked up, took a sip of milk tea, and comforted her: "It's okay, this pasture is almost ready, let's leave today, don't be afraid."

"I'm not afraid. This is not the first time. They are just looking over there. These animals are the smartest, so they won't catch up."

Listening to their conversation, the film crew let go of their hearts but did not dare to let go completely. The animals that can only be seen through cages in the safari park are close at hand. It feels that they can tear everyone apart with a speed of [-] meters. The timid ones have already started to move into the house quietly.

After a meal, Zhuoma’s family drove the sheep to a distant pasture. Before leaving, his father left the stewed bones with no meat. It formed a circle around the bone.

'How delicious this must be, with such scary wild animals coming together! '

'This documentary feels like a godsend!I want to stick here until the latecomers make a pilgrimage (put the jade back lightly). '

'Every frame is beautiful!This is not humanities, this is like a landscape geography promotional film. '

'I want to eat lamb...'

The video continued, with thick narration.

'The delicacy on the prairie brings people and nature together, and the stories in the deep mountains are slowly growing. '

Old man Zhou was a well-known carpenter in ten miles and eight villages when he was young. Now that he is old, his children have all gone to the city to beg for a living. He moved to live in a small house at the foot of the mountain by himself, so that it is convenient to go up the mountain to pick mushrooms, and it will be quieter.

During the holidays this year, everyone will come back to see him.Talking about wasting money and what to do when you come back, the guy who has already started to pack up the mountain.Taking advantage of yesterday's light rain, he carried a small basket and climbed up the mountain alone.

The air is as cool as spring mist, and the dense branches above the head are intertwined with each other, making the woods dark and dark. The dead branches and fallen leaves under the feet are piled up thickly, and the film crew carrying the camera is deep and shallow.The camera was wobbly, not knowing where to shoot, old man Zhou held a small hoe and gestured twice to indicate that there was something here.

At the foot of the tree, a cluster of crowded mushrooms whispered hello to everyone.Outsiders can't find the slightest treasure. In the eyes of the old man Zhou, there are no secrets. He takes three steps and one turn, and every time he gets up, he will have new gains.The people on the bullet screen were dumbfounded, as if they were playing the highest level of 'find the difference', the rookies were almost blinded, and the big guy pointed twice lightly, which made people feel suddenly enlightened.

All kinds of mushrooms picked should be sorted and processed. Those that need to be dried should be picked clean, those that should be washed should be put into a small basin, and those that need to be marinated should be put aside separately. My son and daughter just called and should be home soon. Old man Zhou Sheng Start the small stove and start to make soup for them.

Put a piece of white pork suet in a small black casserole, and throw two or three pieces of red peppers picked in the small yard at the door into the pot. enjoy.All kinds of mushrooms are torn into large pieces, put into the pot and stir-fried twice, add a bowl of clear mountain spring water, cover and simmer.

"In our big mountains, we have everything~ but there is no excitement that young people love. When I was young, I loved going to the mountains to pick fungi with my friends. Now children like to watch TV and play with mobile phones. In a few years, this Everyone doesn’t know what’s in the woods~” The old man Zhou smoked a pipe, seemed to think of something, and said again: “This is not bad, it’s time to get it from the mountains for decades. And clean them up."

The weather in the mountains changed quickly, and the sky was still clear and blue in the morning. Now, the cirrus clouds rose and covered the sun.

"Dad, let's come back~"

The son and daughter walked into the small courtyard with their own mouths, big and small bags, and the old man Zhou stood up to greet them with a smile, and couldn't help complaining that they were shopping blindly again.

"It's not a blind purchase. I brought you a few clothes and changed the quilt. This kind of silk quilt is light and thin. Don't cover it so thick in the future. It's hard to breathe. The kids chose a flat panel for you. Let's Isn’t this also connected to the Internet? From now on, if you have nothing to do, you can make a video call, and you won’t go to the city if you are told, how can you let people feel at ease by yourself!”

After trying on the new clothes, old man Zhou went to look at the soup in the pot. A circle of children surrounded him excitedly. The soup made by grandpa is the best in the world!