built in the original

Cut the fish directly into thick slices that are one stroke long and two fingers wide, cut a large handful of diced ginger and garlic to cover it to remove the fishy smell, and sprinkle some salt to taste.

The fish is being marinated here, and Qi Su goes to the cave to take out the pieces of fat that he has treasured.

Probably because they are at the bottom of the food chain being hunted and killed, these beasts have been running for their lives for many years. They have a lot of muscle, but pitifully little fat. After accumulating for so long, Qi Su only managed to save a pot of fat.

These fat blocks are all taken from the viscera of wild beasts. They are neat and clean, and the oil yield is quite high. Surrounded by a whole pot of oil plates, the oil is boiled out to fry fish, which can be said to be a very rich way of eating.

Qi Su randomly chopped the fat into small pieces, and put the pan on the fire together.

This pot was the bowl that Erbai scratched out to give as an apology, it was too big, and he used it as a pot.

The diameter of the pot is three or four squares, the depth is thirty to forty centimeters, the walls and bottom are very thin, and it heats up very quickly.

Put half of the oil plate in, and it didn't take long before the pot started to emit green smoke, and the sound of small oil bubbles bursting could be heard one after another.

Qi Su patiently waited for the oil to boil for a while, guessing that the bottom layer of fat was almost boiled, so he turned over with the extended chopsticks to avoid sticking to the pan. When turning the pan, there was already a thin layer of oil underneath up.

The aroma of fried lean meat boiled in oil is very attractive. After a while, the tigers who scattered because they disliked the squirrel beasts gradually gathered again.

"smell good."

"It smells delicious."

"So white meat can still be eaten like this?"

Qi Su corrected while taking out the oil residue that was almost dried out, "It's not called white meat, it's called suet."

The big white tiger squatted obediently, his eyes gleaming, he watched the smoke rising from the pot and swallowed his saliva, obviously he didn't hear what Qi Su was saying.

The clear oil gradually spread upwards, and one after another, the golden oil residue was bubbling, and the pot was full of joy, and the words "eat me" were almost pasted on the body.

Can Dabai endure such an arrogant and ostentatious attitude?

That must be impossible!

Its thick-haired claws gently scratched the wall of the pot once and for all, staring at the frying pan with piercing eyes, taking advantage of the moment Qi Su turned around to carry the fish, it swiped out its claws and went straight into the pot.

Just as Qi Su picked up the pot of salted fish, there was a heart-piercing howl of pain behind him, he quickly turned his head to look, and saw Dabai's front paws were covered with hot oil, and he was so scorched that he jumped on all fours.

"Oh! It's so hot! Qi Su's water is so hot!"

Qi Su Fu forehead, you think this oil is clear and translucent, so you really treat it as water?

The water is only [-] degrees when it is boiled, and the oil is almost [-] degrees if you add it casually. The hot oil dares to stretch out its claws. If you don’t burn yourself, you will be burned.

"It's not water, it's oil, a liquid much hotter than water."

Dabai doesn't care what is oil and what is water, he knows that such delicious meat is tempting him, and he is very angry if he can't eat it!

He howled for a while, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he simply squatted down in front of Qi Su, his beautiful eyes stared at Qi Su accusingly,

It's all your fault! No meat for me!I was so hot that I haven't eaten meat yet!You are ruthless!

Qi Su inexplicably read some meaning from Dabai's eyes, and couldn't help being amused, it's just a few oil residues, it shouldn't be.

He smiled, scooped up the oil residue with a spoon, filled a large basin full, sprinkled a thin layer of salt on it, and divided the forks that had been sharpened earlier into each tiger.

Although the name of oil residue is not good, it is delicious, and there is a little lean meat in it, which is equivalent to crispy meat when rounded.

Coupled with the white and fine salt sprinkled on the surface, both the appearance and the taste are enough to make the tiger's mouth water.

The freshly baked meat dregs are really hot, no tiger dares to grab them with bare hands, the fork that Qi Su brought at this time is really not too timely, the tigers immediately grabbed the fork and poked at the dregs.

Slightly harder texture, deep-fried flavor, plus the salty aroma of salt, the taste of oil residue is definitely worthy of its aroma.

"Oh! So white meat is so delicious! It's completely different from what I used to eat!"

"That's right! I've eaten white meat before when I was very hungry. It was thick and greasy, and it made me feel uncomfortable after taking a bite. It didn't taste like this at all!"

"Qi Su Qi Su is really amazing! You can make such an unpalatable white meat so delicious!"

The tigers were extremely awkward with their forks, poking their noses and faces for five or six times before they could eat a piece of oil residue, but just like that, they didn't give up, and they ate one bite after another, happily.

Qi Su couldn't help raising his eyebrows, he may have found a way to let the tigers develop good hygiene habits.

The tigers were buzzing around the oil residue over there, and Qi Su's fish pieces were also put into the pot, covered by the smell of the oil residue before, the movement of frying the fish can be said to be silent.

The tiger cub with no claws was messing around, Qi Su happened to take his time, the fish was very tender, and it would get old after frying for a long time, and it was easy to get raw when fished too fast, so he had to work slowly and meticulously.

He slowly poured out half of the pot of fish fillets, picked them up after deep frying, and poured another pot until the big pot was full, and the tigers hadn't finished removing the oil residue over there.

It's rare that the food I made was not robbed once, and I really feel a little unaccustomed to it.

Qi Su took a piece of fried fish fillet and bit it off. There was no thick flour coat, and the fish fillet did not absorb too much oil. The outer layer was just golden and crispy fish skin.

It took less than an hour from salvage to making the finished product. The fish inside is not only tender, but also has a fresh and delicious taste, that is, in the original, if it is changed to before time travel, where can you get such an original taste.

Qi Su was not a person who liked to eat fried food. After all, this kind of food sounds unhealthy, but now after eating a piece, his hand uncontrollably stretched out to the fried fish bowl.

He was like this, not to mention the original tigers who saw the delicious fried fish for the first time.

Dabai noticed that Qi Su seemed to be eating shui thorn meat, he was a little bit conflicted at first, shui thorn meat is not tasty, this is something all tigers know.

It's one thing to have a deep-rooted impression, but he just couldn't help being curious, that's Qi Suye, and there's nothing bad about what he makes.

In the end, Dabai still couldn't hold back, and ran over to take a bite of the fish fillet. Just this one bite stunned him.

!!!

Is this the spunlace meat he had eaten before?

How can the spunlace animal meat be neither fishy nor smelly nor prickly, but also fragrant and crispy, tender and smooth in the middle!

Qingcao kept staring at Qi Su, she didn't believe that the stinging beast meat would be delicious, but she always remembered that Qi Su would often make some wonderful things that she hadn't seen before, so she was very entangled.

When she saw that Dabai was stunned for a moment, she immediately stopped being entangled. Look, Dabai must have been stunned by the unpalatable water thorn meat.

Dabai likes to eat meat the most, even he can't accept the spunlace meat made in this way, one can imagine how unpalatable it is!

Qingcao looks at Qi Su with some complacency, a soft-handed cub should be obedient, and you are disobedient, and even went to fish for such a nasty thing as a squirrel beast, this is a lesson learned, hum!