Chapter 34 33. The Taste of Hometown

Let me explain, the update is very late today, because the return flight was delayed, I will never take a Capital Airlines flight again in this life, and the flight at 1:00 in the afternoon can become a flight at 5:00, no one else! ****

But Bowen shook his head. He swallowed the chicken and said, "Sorry man, as a Texas cowboy, I could run at 1, mow at 3, dry sheep at 5, ride a horse at 7, and ride a horse at 12." Proficient in poker and stud, 14-year-old sucked MA, 16-year-old wolf hunting, 17-year-old bear hunting, 18-year-old racing all over North America, 20-year-old determined to travel all over the world, now I am 25 years old, you let me stay here Small place?"

As he spoke, he shook his head again: "No, that's impossible."

The army commander who was eating blueberries raised his head and shouted: "Ah, ah, your mother exploded!"

This made Pharaoh very gratified. Although the commander was a bit stupid, he had one heart with him and was worthy of his upbringing.

After eating, he persuaded him a few more words, and said that he was willing to accept Bowen as a civil servant in the town, such as the magistrate, tax officer and so on.

Bowen shook his head even more, he curled his lips and said: "I once swore to God, father, that I would never be a ruling class that deserves to go to hell! Mmmm, this tomato tastes great too, sweet and sour, and icy cool, I like it .”

Wang Bo saw that this guy didn't let in oil, salt, or leak, so he could only shrug his shoulders and give up trying to persuade him. So he felt sorry, alas, this lunch was wasted, and it took a lot of energy.

Bowen was quite diligent. After lunch, he was responsible for washing the dishes and cleaning up the kitchen.

After cleaning, Bowen came out and asked, "My good friend, Wang, can I stay here overnight? To be honest, I haven't lived in a castle yet."

"Aren't you afraid of encountering ghosts at night?" Wang Bo asked back.

Bowen swallowed his saliva and said with a dry smile, "The cowboy is not afraid of anything."

Wang Bodao: "Then do you have bedding? I have a lot of rooms here."

After hearing his words, Bowen nodded happily: "Of course, my bedding is in the car, and I can even sleep outside in a tent. I brought a tent."

Wang Bo nodded and said, "Okay, I'll find you a room later. Bring the bedding up now, and I'll help you."

Bowen waved his hand and said, "That's not necessary, my car is right at the gate of the castle."

In this way, Wang Bo became interested. What kind of car is so awesome that it can drive up this mountain?

The answer is, motocross!

Bowen has a dilapidated off-road motorcycle. He said it was a good one he bought in Oakland for 400 yuan, but Lao Wang can only see that it is broken no matter where he looks!

There is nothing to do in the castle, Wang Bo plans to prepare delicious food.

Opening the sand table, wild birds and beasts often passed by in the area of ​​the homestead. When he entered the kitchen, he took a look and found some bird eggs in the grass.

This time, instead of one nest, there were four nests of eggs gathered together, which looked smaller than the eggs of the seedlings, and the egg skins were green in color. Lao Wang took away two nests, and kept the remaining two nests for the mother birds to incubate.

With nothing else to gain, he began to concentrate on preparing delicious food.

Lao Wang has always wanted to make spicy sauce and spicy meat sauce from his hometown. The meat has been soaked in fresh chili, soy sauce, and water for a day and a half, and it is ready to be cooked. He will start in the afternoon.

Bowen sat in the lobby of the castle and played with a tablet computer. The mountain breeze was blowing, and it was cool with the fragrance of grass and trees. Enjoying the coolness in the lobby was better than blowing on the air conditioner. The army commander grabbed his shoulders and watched him play with the computer. He seemed very curious, and looked intently at him.

Wang Bo whistled, and the commander immediately flew up, and then it circled over Bo Wen's head, and then returned to his shoulder.

This old king is very dissatisfied, what kind of behavior is this? This is a shameful act of collaborating with the enemy and treason! This is the behavior of a parrot thief! Lao Wang decided not to give this little bitch a blueberry to eat at night, let him eat grapes instead!

As a result, the army commander took some shit on his shoulder and then flew up again, flying to his shoulder and chattering happily: "Ah, shit! Ah, shit!"

Seeing that Lao Wang's thoughts changed drastically, maybe the commander is not stupid, his little brain is very clever. Well, give it an extra meal tonight and eat sunflower seeds for it.

With the army commander on his shoulders, he started to make the meat sauce. First, he cut the lean meat into minced meat, and then flew up and down with a sharp knife in his hand, chopping the lean meat strips into small diced meat. The meat has been marinated with chili, soy sauce, sugar, star anise spices and cooking wine, so it can be used directly.

The fiery red dried chili is also chopped into small pieces with a knife, so that the oil is poured into the pan to stir-fry the sesame seeds and peanuts to enhance the aroma.

When the aroma comes out, sprinkle chopped green onion, ginger, and garlic to continue to enhance the aroma. At this time, you can pour in small diced meat, and then fry it vigorously with oil on high heat until the diced meat is fried until it becomes dry and minced.

The pot is frying on one side, and on the other side, a new pot is opened to fry the chili oil. The red crushed chili is easy to be over-fried, so turn off the heat when the oil is boiling, and just put dried chili flakes on it.

As soon as the chili was put in, a puff of smoke rose up, and at the same time, there was a pungent chili smell.

The army commander couldn't bear it, and flew out with a scream, but flew too fast, flew in the wrong direction and hit the door, it quickly got up and flapped its wings, adjusted its direction and finally flew out.

Pharaoh has no pressure, because he put on the gas mask he got from the drug factory in advance, he can be called a scheming boy.

While the chili oil and minced meat were boiling hot, Lao Wang mixed them, put salt, sugar and other seasonings into it, and then poured some soybean sweet sauce and stir-fried vigorously, and the spicy meat sauce came out.

He likes to eat this kind of chili meat sauce very much, whether it is mixed with noodles or eaten on pancakes, it is delicious, so once he makes a jar, it is enough for him to eat for ten days and a half months.

The spicy sauce is very simple, a bit similar to Laoganma chili sauce, but of course the taste is different. A lot of pepper powder and pepper powder are added to the spicy sauce, and the final taste is numbing and spicy. It can be served with rice or used as a seasoning.

With spicy meat sauce, the staple food for dinner is simple. Wang Bo spread out some scallion omelets, mixed eggs, flour, pepper, and sesame oil together, then poured oil into the pot and heated it up, and spread out the omelets.

The trick to spread the omelette is to turn over the omelette frequently, and every time you turn it over, sprinkle chopped green onion and sesame seeds on the cake while the oil is hot, so that the green onion and black sesame seeds will be inlaid on the golden egg cake after it comes out. It is delicious in color, fragrance and taste.

I didn't do anything in the afternoon, but I was busy with a dinner. Looking at the dark night outside, Lao Wang couldn't help but sigh: "The dead are like a husband, and they don't give up day and night! Wang Bo, Wang Bo, you can just go on like this. Let's see when you can realize your socialist values!"

After thinking about it, it's time to eat.

No need to greet Bowen, this guy will not stay to help him build the town anyway, this is a stranger, Old Wang knows this very well, so he just eats and drinks by himself, and of course the commander, he can't be wronged My own bird—of course, the bird that can fly here.

He has also seen it now, today's small town civil servants you like to answer and ignore, tomorrow's world-famous town leaders will make you unable to climb high! I believe that Bowen's refusal of his invitation is not his loss, but his loss!