Taoyuan Mountain Village

The 712nd chapter Yushan fragrance of meat

Early in the morning, the fog was lingering.

Jiang Xiaoye opened his eyes, patted the wet little brown bear and said, "It's time for milk."

The little brown bear immediately raised his head and ran towards the ranch quickly.

"In the future, I can sleep in late. If you cultivate your sister, you will not make any progress and waste resources!"

Jiang Xiaoye was very distressed when spending six million resources in one night.

Throwing away the two dull beads in his hand, Jiang Xiaoye started a busy day.

Little Owl didn't catch the field mouse, and stood on Jiang Xiaoye's shoulder constantly pecking Jiang Xiaoye, flapping its wings for meat.

"I'm hungry, wait for me to cut the meat for you." Jiang Xiaoye touched the little owl's belly. His belly was flat. It was obviously not a prey.

The early morning in Yushan Village is very busy.

Make rice cakes, boil rice sugar, and make smoke in every household.

The pigs were slaughtered. This was the first batch of bacon. Jiang Xiaoye chose more. These artificial wild boars were fat and fat. So cute, of course, they are the most suitable for making bacon.

"Xiao Ye, how do you plan to make bacon? Is it smoked or dried?"

The old man got up early and prepared the jerky for those special arms. He knew last night that his blood was suddenly boiling, so he had to come and watch it himself.

"Which one is faster?"

Jiang Xiaoye felt that these two methods were very slow.

"Hurry up?" The old man thought for a moment: "I remember that the smoked taste is very good, but you need to smoke the branches of pine and cypress, orange peel, grapefruit peel and so on for a month. It takes too long. Air-dried is fine. Salt Spread white wine with the marinated meat with peppercorns. It seems to taste okay, and it's faster."

"Grandpa, you didn't really work in the cooking class before, did you?"

Jiang Xiaoye looked suspicious, because his grandma said that his grandpa could not cook before, and he would suddenly cook when he came back. He still knows so clearly now.

"Fuck, fart, your grandfather, I have been on the battlefield, stop talking nonsense, you say which one you want to do."

The old man looked a little frustrated.

Jiang Xiaoye chose air-drying. He had no choice but to air-dry him.

Someone from the village also came to help, fried volcanic chili oil, mixed ingredients, cut pork, looked for bamboo sticks...

"Cut the meat strips 30 centimeters long, 5 centimeters wide, and about one catty. Don't cut them larger or smaller. Make the bamboo sticks evenly tied. Hey, yes, that's it!"

"Don't chat over there and fry salt, hurry up, Xiao Ye, are you sure you use chili oil?"

The old man commanded the audience with great energy and did not forget to ask Jiang Xiaoye.

The old village chief couldn't even intervene.

Jiang Xiaoye whispered: "People are originally used to keep out the cold. You must use chili oil. The taste is almost okay. It must be spicy enough."

"Spicy enough and simple!"

The old man nodded and continued to command.

Several people cut pork together, and the following series of processes, the breath of volcanic pepper made these people feel a little bit hot instead of chill.

"Xiao Ye, what kind of chili are you?" An aunty tasted a bit, her face flushed with hotness, and she took a bite of sugar and she still didn't get over.

"This is very spicy, volcanic pepper, you can't eat it directly." Jiang Xiaoye quickly reminded.

Xiao Hei jumped into the river after eating, you dare to taste...

Jiang Xiaoye has a lot of jars at home. He bought a lot of salted duck eggs when making salted duck eggs.

Wash the jar clean and pour the cool chili oil into it.

Salt the pork, add some white wine, and then smear spicy oil.

"Xiao Ye, are you making "spicy" meat? Can it be eaten like this?" The old village chief couldn't understand a bit. How to apply some chili oil to marinate?

"The customer's request must be the kind that is abnormal and spicy. I guess the taste will be quite enjoyable." Jiang Xiaoye felt that he was making the devil's food. Can this food be eaten by then?

The pickling time is generally three days, and Jiang Xiaoye feels that with the power of these spicy oils, a few hours is enough.

"The customer asked to stop paying attention to the taste." The old village head couldn't help but admire it. It's probably from Sichuan, or who else did it?

Put the meat into the pot and pour a layer of spicy oil to infiltrate.

Jars of meat continued to be done, Jiang Xiaoye asked someone to carry them to his yard. There was no need to worry about Xiao Hei stealing this taste. Now Xiao Hei barked his teeth when he saw the pepper.

Most of the meat of several pigs was turned into cured meat, and they were busy until noon.

Jiang Wu brought people here. At the same time, there were cars with ginseng. For a while, everyone in the village surrounded him.

"The movement is a bit big."

Jiang Xiaoye smiled and rushed over and said, "Aren't you afraid that people who care about your ginseng cultivated in our village?"

The effect of this ginseng is amazing, and it is estimated that people have long been eyeing it.

"No one dares to come. Here, the hidden masters of China know what it means. Those in the Western world who can't wait to hide you are far away, you are safer here."

Jiang Wu knew this very well. No one would find an invincible existence in the Four Realms for a little ginseng.

And Jiang Wu knew that there was a terrifying old corpse, a flying dragon!

"That's true, whoever comes to look for things will be done."

Jiang Xiaoye felt right. Who would dare to come? When the strength is low, even a group of little guys can teach him how to be a human being. If the strength is strong, it will be even worse. It will bring out the old corpse and the poisonous dragon.

"By the way, Captain Jiang, how much ginseng is added this time?"

Jiang Xiaoye remembered the business, and now there are too many people who want to divide the ginseng greenhouse.

The most important thing is... he is the big head!

Most of the money is in his hands, and every 100,000 allocated is actually only a small part.

"I plan to double this time, do you think there is a problem, Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Wu whispered: "Next year there will be a very important competition, which is about a very important place to compete, so we must win. It is estimated that resources will be cultivated at all costs when the spring starts next year."

At all costs...

Jiang Xiaoye couldn't figure out what exactly was worth fighting for, and it wasn't the time to grab turf.

But this can’t be asked, Jiang Xiaoye nodded and said, “There is no problem at all, but the villagers’ money needs to be paid in advance by you, I’m not in a hurry.”

"Of course!" Jiang Wu said overjoyed: "I have prepared the money. There is no problem with this."

The money is ready, and the preparation is quite sufficient.

The old village chief came in a hurry, shaking hands with Jiang Wu excitedly.

"How many?"

Immediately, the old village chief asked Jiang Xiaoye quietly.

Jiang Wu is already a second-rate master, so he can hear it naturally.

"Double, every household can be allocated, don't worry, there will be no problem if you come to dozens of households in the future. I will find someone to take care of it for now."

Jiang Xiaoye immediately explained the situation.

"Okay, okay!" The old village chief said excitedly: "It can be regarded as having a share, and having a share!"

The argument is the most intense in the Ginseng Greenhouse Village. After all, there is no basis for trading, and of course they are not willing.