Chapter 1556 Alvin’s Craftsmanship

Alvin squatted beside a fire outside the yurt...

Next to him is a huge milk bucket half as tall as a man, which is also an important vessel for him to prepare "milk bucket mutton".

Shangqi was forced to do the hard work of chopping firewood.

Wu Lie and Aesopan were riding horses with the women and children...

Amid the innocent smiles and admirations of the children, Aesopan gradually forgot the sadness in his heart.

After filling his stomach with some tsampa at noon, Asopan became happy again...

Asopan, who had just lost his only relative this morning, behaved like this, but it didn't seem unusual at all.

The open-mindedness of the Tibetan people is vividly demonstrated in Aisopan!

Never wallow in grief, but live in the moment…

This kind of temperament is difficult for ordinary people to have. Even if it appears, it will appear that the person concerned is "mean and unkind"...

But this feeling is definitely not felt by Aesopan. She is like the red sun on the grassland, working hard to bloom, trying to "shine" more people.

Watching little Ginny stubbornly riding a little flower horse passing by in front of her...

Alvin smiled and gave little Ginny a thumbs up, praising her spirit of "never falling into trouble".

Although Alvin has always wanted to cut into pieces the pony that threw his daughter more than ten times in a row...

But little Ginny liked it, so he could only hold his nose and shout, "Awesome!" every time little Ginny turned over on the horse.

Shangqi looked dissatisfied at Wu Lie, who was always attentive to his girlfriend...

Whenever Wu Lie looks over, he chops wood faster.

Even in the end, Shangqi gave up the ax and started tearing up firewood with his bare hands.

Cracks appeared in the thigh-thick wood when he pinched it, and then a pair of iron-like claws would tear the wood into strips along the cracks...

Alvin looked at Shangqi, who was jealous and unreasonable. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Man, you can't do this, you have to have a strategy..."

As he spoke, Alvin shouted to Wu Lie, who had been provoking him out of breath, "Hey, boy, isn't Jesse particularly good-looking?

If you like, I can introduce a few girls of similar type...

Oh, I'm sorry..."

Alvin covered his mouth as if he was hesitating to speak, and spread his hands apologetically towards Lin Hai who was riding the horse...

Shangqi didn't understand what it meant at first, until Lin Hai's horse suddenly "lost control" and knocked Wu Lie to the ground...

He looked at Jessica who was covering her mouth and snickering, extremely happy, and then he understood what Alvin had just done.

Looking at Hehe, he giggled, as if he had gained the strength of martial arts secrets...

Alvin picked up a piece of dry cow dung and threw it on him and said: "Hurry, finish chopping the firewood, and then take Nick and the others to the pond to find some pebbles.

This is the key to whether tonight's big dish can take shape! "

After speaking, Alvin walked to a makeshift chopping board, and a half-sized Tibetan sheep that had been prepared was placed on it.

The skinned and shaved semi-large Tibetan sheep is not too big...

After taking a look at the huge milk bucket next to him, Alvin swung his machete proudly and cut the sheep into pieces.

The fat and tender Tibetan sheep are chopped into large pieces, put on a salt code and marinated in a large basin for a while.

Taking advantage of this time, Alvin threw the removed mutton bones and the meaty mutton chops into a large pressure cooker, preparing to make mutton soup.

Peel the radish, cut it into large pieces with a hob, add green onions, beer, and sprinkle with ginger slices to remove the smell...

Originally, Alvin had to follow his past experience and stir to remove the blood foam...

But I don’t know whether it’s the quality of the sheep or the skill of the people who kill the sheep. These muttons don’t have the above problems at all.

Alvin smelled it and found that there was indeed no mutton smell...

After hesitating for a moment, Alvin sprinkled a handful of salt into the pressure cooker, closed the lid and started making soup.

Glancing at Essopan who was instructing Mindy and Harry to ride horses in the distance, Alvin thought for a while, considering the girl's tsampa-making skills...

He decisively took out the supplies he had prepared from his backpack...

All kinds of flour vegetables, as well as washed and processed lobsters, abalones and other things, were piled on the table...

Looking at the yaks on the grassland in the distance, Alvin shook his head and decided to let them go.

Although those obviously free-range yaks look like they have a lot of meat...

If you are a guest yourself, it's fine to eat a sheep. But eating a cow is a bit too much.

Wu Lie, a kid from Beijing, was dragged back to knead noodles desperately. A few kilograms of flour were enough to keep the adults and children here full.

Alvin doesn't know how to cook high-end pasta, but adding scallion oil to make a doughy pancake is no problem.

There is a big pot of mutton soup sitting there. It would be a shame not to make some steamed buns for such a good mutton soup!

After nearly an hour of busy work, the main event "Milk Pot Sheep" officially began...

Shangqi led several children and collected hundreds of fist-sized pebbles from the pond...

Alvin picked them up a little and threw them into the fire...

A stainless steel milk bucket with a diameter of 50 centimeters, which should be cleaned and ready for later use...

Under the curious gaze of little Ginny, Alvin used the tongs to pick up the hot pebbles and spread them all over the bottom of the milk bucket...

Then he carefully put a layer of tin foil on the bottom, placed celery and onions on the bottom, and finally placed a layer of fat and lean Tibetan mutton, and then poured honey, oil and secret sauce...

The moment the vegetables and mutton are put on top, the hot pebbles at the bottom of the milk bucket begin to stimulate their aroma.

Alvin looked at the greedy little Ginny who was already drooling. He raised his eyebrows proudly and said, "Don't worry, I'll show you Dad's real craftsmanship today...

In fact, I am really a super chef..."

Little Ginny glanced at the fragrant milk bucket, looked at Alvin with an expression of utter admiration, and said, "Dad, you are so awesome!"

Alvin, who was full of vanity, hugged the little girl and kissed her with satisfaction, and then said: "Go and have fun. Don't ride a horse this time. In fact, those sheep can also be ridden..."

Then, under the strange expression of little Ginny, Alvin put the tinfoil on the mutton again with a little guilt, and then put the hot pebbles on it...

Then cover it with tin foil again, put vegetables, mutton, and another sauce to create different flavors.

After stacking the six layers repeatedly, Alvin placed lobster and abalone on the top two layers respectively, and the minced garlic was piled on top as if it was free...

After everything was finally done, Alvin was satisfied and put the bucket of super milk pot mutton with multiple flavors on a makeshift stove, and began to heat and smoke it over low heat...

The tapered neck of the milk pot can fully lock in the heat and aroma by simply covering it with a lid and a towel.

Layers of mutton are grilled and heated in it. The fat of the mutton will soak through the vegetables, preventing them from becoming scorched and stimulating the aroma of the vegetables...

While waiting, Alvin took over the batter that had been kneaded into a pot of porridge from Wu Lie's hand...

Looking at the sticky flour inside, Alvin looked at Wu Lie with disdain and said: "You can't even make noodles, are you from the north?

Why don't you eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year? "

Wu Lie rubbed his hands, which were sticky with flour, and said nonchalantly: "Of course we eat dumplings...

But I can only eat!

I like to eat meat. Do I need to raise a pig at home? "

Alvin frowned and looked at the "unable to speak" Wu Lie. He glanced at Lin Hai who was about to come up to help, but temporarily retreated...

He hit Wu Lie on the head with a bit of hatred, Alvin smiled and said: "You have to tell your mother this, she is the 'pig' in your mouth..."

Otherwise you won’t be able to eat dumplings at all! "

Wu Lie held his head and thought for a while, then said, "Isn't that right? Why is my mother a 'pig'?

At best, she is just a pig farmer..."

Lin Hai, who hadn't gone far, heard Wu Lie's trembling wit, covered his mouth with a "poof" and laughed...

Then she glanced awkwardly at Alvin, who was smiling but not smiling, and pulled Aesopan with her a little embarrassedly, preparing to enter the yurt to challenge the making of butter tea again...

Alvin looked at the silly Wu Lie and felt a little funny that some things are really destined...

A straight man with a lack of brains embodies the idea that stupid people have stupid luck in picking up girls...

This is simply the greatest disrespect for the tens of millions of singles in the world!

Are there many fools among them? Why don't they have girlfriends, haha...

When Wu Lie, the Second Swordsman, took a back seat and Shangqi said he was powerless...

Alvin looked at the mess of dough in front of him...

After hesitating for a moment, he neatly took out a large handful of green onions and chopped them into pieces, then added a few eggs and a handful of salt to the basin, and began to stir vigorously...

Anyway, you can’t make serious pancakes, but aren’t pancakes also made from this kind of batter?

I just want to make it thicker, in theory it should be the same way!

After finishing it, Alvin took out a frying pan, brushed it with a layer of suet and poured an appropriate amount of batter into it.

Facts have proved that pancakes fried in animal fat are surprisingly fragrant...

The mutton fat mixed with the flavor of the green onions in the bread creates an overbearing and appetizing fragrance.

Alvin is limited to his own craftsmanship, and the dough is divided into several styles due to differences in thickness and heat...

When he finished playing with several kilograms of batter, several stacks of cakes were already stacked on the pressing table next to him.

Watching Wu Lie and a few children greedily eating a large piece of fragrant noodles...

Alvin shook his head and said with a smile: "You can't do it if you haven't seen the world..."

Let you see the real craftsmanship! "

As he spoke, Alvin took off the towel covering the milk bucket, and then opened the lid of the bucket neatly...

A huge aroma rises into the sky along with a cloud of steam!

Wu Lie fanned the top of the milk pail with the big cake in his hand, then brought it to his nose and took a greedy sip, letting out a sigh of enjoyment...

Lin Hai in the yurt happened to come out with butter tea. She smelled the overbearing smell and glanced at the butter tea in her hand with a little regret...

Fox was quite considerate and came over to take the butter tea from her hand. After taking a sip, he said with a smile: "The taste is very strange!

It's a bit like black tea made with expired egg custard and whiskey..."

Lin Hai looked at Fox with a sad face and said, "Is this a compliment?"

Fox smiled and nodded, and said, "Compared to the cooking skills of me and the few women I know, this is just a compliment..."

As Fox looked at Lin Hai's helpless expression, she smiled and said: "A woman does not necessarily have to have good cooking skills...

Absolutely no man will fall in love with a woman simply because of her cooking skills! "

Lin Hai watched a group of people cheering and surrounding Alvin, and she asked curiously: "How did you make Principal Alvin fall in love with you?"

Fox was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "It definitely doesn't rely on cooking skills anyway!

There are excellent chefs everywhere in the world, but finding a caring and suitable partner requires luck...

I'll be lucky! "

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I originally wanted to write about the characteristics of the snow area using one person's story, but I still wasn't satisfied after revising it several times.

Piety, prayer, pilgrimage, purity, mystery, holiness, soul baptism...

There was so much written about it, I wanted a more human character.

It's a bit of a pity that it didn't finish well.

But I have tried my best. It is really difficult to write a Tibetan story that everyone can relate to without feeling weird.

To be honest, sometimes I can’t understand their spiritual core!

Starting this story from a snowy area seems a bit overwhelming!

But the key is Alvin and little Ginny. Please bear with me, I will be able to adjust soon!

Finally, please give me a monthly ticket!

Thank you, thank you!