Chapter 179 (Food Chapter) Boiled Pork Slices, Garlic Pork, Big Belly and No Brain

Before noon, the three of them had finished plowing the land.

Because she was too diligent, Xiao Ping'er was "deprived" of the opportunity to plow the land, and she was reading books and weaving cloth beside them.

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She could only prepare some drinks and snacks for them during the break, as well as the seedlings to be planted in the afternoon.

Fortunately, she no longer felt lost for not participating in the plowing.

As Gu Ke said, everyone in the valley is a family, there is no need to force it, just do what you like and are good at.

For example, needlework such as weaving and making clothes are all done by Xiao Ping'er and Saranzhu.

He and Xiaoman all wore ready-made clothes, and they didn't feel embarrassed.

After finishing the work that the big animals should do, Saranzhu and Xiaoman took the iced juice and beer that Xiao Ping'er brought and drank them.

Then the two of them jumped into the big lake next to them without taking off their coats, playing in the water and washing off their clothes and the dust on their bodies.

Gu Ke just washed his hands and feet.

Xiao Ping'er naturally used sunflower blood to sweep the outer layer of his clothes to avoid a layer of dust.

He took the hot tea and drank a big bowl in one gulp before "complaining" to Xiao Ping'er: "Fortunately you didn't go. These two childish ghosts asked them to help with the test, and the result was to see who had the biggest dust."

Xiao Ping'er laughed softly.

Of course she knew that it was Xiaoman who shouted "Take my big sandstorm" while plowing the land, and Saranzhu immediately shouted back "Bounce back, add a tornado to destroy the parking lot."

This sentence was naturally memorized by Gu Ke in the text.

As for the car? Of course it was the big toy of the two of them - a four-wheeled small cart.

Compared to the two girls who were not afraid of becoming monkeys, Xiao Ping'er declined the game and asked, "What about this new plowshare?"

Gu Ke: "It's not difficult for two beginners to pull a ten-foot wide plowshare to plow the land. One person can pull a four- or five-foot wide one."

Xiao Ping'er thought about the situation and nodded, "This is much faster than a hoe, and the people outside can grow more food and vegetables."

Gu Ke nodded, then shook his head, "It's a pity that the iron ore output in Dawu is not very high. If this plowshare is to be popularized, the government must increase the supply of iron ore."

But this is almost impossible.

Even if the government increases the supply, the iron ore will eventually fall into the hands of the government and the sects.

The iron that ordinary people get is good enough for daily consumption, and large-scale improvement of agricultural tools and tools is not realistic in the short term.

Of course, stimulating the subjective initiative of the people of Dawu is what Gu Ke has been doing, so he will not worry about these things for them.

Some people in places with a large number of sincere people, such as Xiongjia Village, Taiping Village, and Liangshan Village, were given the skills of craftsmanship and iron ore smelting by him.

They would go to find iron ore and spread the skills.

It doesn't matter if there are no large or medium-sized iron or coal mines nearby. Dawu has a vast territory and will be rewarded sooner or later.

Even if the distance is far, some villagers can be migrated there and a branch village can be opened.

As long as there is enough interest, they will take the initiative to do it.

Gu Ke is only responsible for providing the necessary conditions, not doing everything for them.

Xiao Ping'er cleaned his clothes while talking to him, and added another bowl of hot tea to him before starting to cook.

It's impossible to eat in the house.

The "Shaman" group appeared, and the place of eating became more and more random-generally, wherever they play, everyone eats there.

In March, the weather got hot, and Gu Ke decided to eat light. Boiled pork slices, mapo tofu, garlic pork, and kung pao chicken were very good.

I remember a joke I saw in my last life, saying that when people from other provinces come to Sichuan and don't know what to order, they can order boiled pork slices, which is guaranteed not spicy.

He has eaten Mapo Tofu in many restaurants, but very few are really spicy, and at most they are a bit spicy.

Sichuan cuisine never aims to be spicy, they are just a means to make food more delicious.

Even a dish with a very bad name like boiled pork slices can be fragrant but not spicy - but it is spicy and tastes more enjoyable.

Select pork front leg meat (front meat) and cut it into thin slices, add salt, sugar, egg white, and potato starch, and then knead it. The role of egg white and starch here is to make the meat slices smooth and tender without being dry.

Heat the vegetable oil, add a small amount of pepper, dried chili, and minced garlic to the pan to stir-fry, then add celery, garlic sprouts, and bean sprouts and stir-fry evenly, then add salt, sugar, and shrimp powder (to replace part of the role of MSG and chicken essence), stir-fry until cooked, remove from the pan and put into a large pot, and spread it flat on the bottom of the pot.

Pour the oil again, stir-fry the green and red peppercorns, bean paste, minced ginger and garlic until fragrant, then add coarse chili powder, stir-fry until red, add water, then sugar and a small amount of vinegar.

After the red soup boils, it tastes a bit like spicy hot pot.

At this time, turn to low heat and put the meat slices into the water one by one. Rub them with your hands when putting them in, so that they can be separated and put into the pot in a circle to avoid sticking to each other, affecting the taste and heat.

Wait for a while to let the egg white and starch on the meat slices coagulate and keep them fresh and tender, so that the meat slices can be pushed and heated evenly.

After the meat slices are cooked, you can thicken the soup or not.

Gu Ke chose not to thicken it because most of the boiled meat slices he ate in his previous life were not thickened.

Pour the boiling soup and the meat slices into a large bowl with vegetables, sprinkle with minced garlic first, then sprinkle with coarse chili powder and pepper powder, and let them pile up into a small peak.

Heat a spoonful of hot oil and pour it from the small mountain.

The small mountain "collapses" in the rolling oil bubbles, and the hot spicy aroma spreads.

A layer of bright red oil floats in the whole pot, and sporadic small bubbles are constantly coming out.

"It smells so good." This exclamation did not belong to Gu Ke, but Xiao Man.

She had unconsciously moved her head over from the side, sniffing like Xiao Huang and Xiao Hei.

Gu Ke shook his head helplessly, took out his chopsticks, picked up a piece of white and tender meat, dipped it in the red juice, and stuffed it into her mouth.

Xiao Man opened her mouth tacitly to receive it, with a satisfied expression on her face: "It's so tender, so smooth, and it's fragrant and spicy."

Seeing this, Gu Ke could only reduce the dishes behind. Mapo tofu was no longer needed, but Kung Pao chicken was already in stock, so he took the finished product directly from the warehouse.

Garlic pork is simpler.

The meat is generally selected from the second cut (pork buttocks, sitting board meat).

The so-called second cut refers to the habit of the butcher to cut the meat with the pig's tail first, and the second cut is the hind leg meat.

It is the classic first choice for making garlic pork.

Of course, it is not impossible to make this dish with fine pork belly, and the taste is also good.

After washing, burn the pig skin to burn off the pig hair, which also destroys the sweat glands under the skin and reduces the fishy smell.

Add cold water to the pot, add onion, ginger, salt, pepper, galangal, bay leaves, and cooking wine to remove the fishy smell and increase the flavor (in fact, this is basically the reason for adding spices to meat dishes).

After boiling over high heat, skim off the blood and foam.

During this period, you can "drip" cold water several times in moderation. This is similar to cooking dumplings, which makes the heat inside and outside more evenly to avoid being old outside and raw inside.

Insert chopsticks into the thickest part of the meat. If you can insert it without effort and no blood overflows, the meat is cooked.

This kind of semi-finished cooked meat boiled in water in the valley is automatically processed in batches in the kitchen when it is idle, and then stored in the warehouse.

Whether Gu Ke and his friends are inspired to cook by themselves or trade at roadside stalls, they can be used at any time when needed.

The foreign pigs traded in Qianquan City at the earliest have been slaughtered one after another and used in the transaction.

Now the valley is full of native "local" pigs.

They have no natural enemies, and the food is high quality and sufficient.

The reproduction and growth speed is much faster than that of the outside world. They give birth twice a year, and each time they can give birth to more than ten piglets.

The piglets are also very strong and can basically survive the lactation period.

Once they are through the days of suckling, the piglets immediately enter heaven - there is an inexhaustible supply of exotic grass, grain, and vegetables outside, and they will never go hungry because they can't grab a "canteen pit".

Dawu's pigs are similar to the native pigs in the previous life. They don't "put on fat" quickly, and they can only be slaughtered after seven or eight months of raising.

But the good food, drink and sleep in Yulong Cave Mansion greatly speed up this process, and the piglets are almost grown in five or six months.

At this time, if you continue to raise them, they will not grow meat, and the meat will become older and older.

Gu Ke and his team will regularly select and eliminate some of them.

Sent to the processing workshop, automatically processed, and divided into various types of pork for storage.

Except for a few retained boars, other small boars will be castrated early.

Only the best batch of sows will be retained to ensure the eugenics of the population.

With the ready-made cooked meat, the remaining work is just a sweep of Xiao Ping'er's sunflower blood, and several large pieces of second-knife meat are cut into the thickness of thick paper.

Press around the meat slices to form a symmetrical cone-shaped plate.

Pour the mixture of red oil, pepper powder, soy sauce, sugar, minced garlic, and vinegar, and sprinkle some chopped green onions. The white meat looks like a work of art with red oil and green chopped green onions.

Gu Ke picked up a large bowl of white rice, picked up a piece of white meat and put it in his mouth, and said to Xiaoman, who was also holding a bowl of white rice and accumulating power to the peak, "Let's eat."

Swish swish swish!

Xiaoman's chopsticks almost left an afterimage, flashed across the boiled meat slices, and directly picked up seven or eight slices of meat with even fat and lean.

Don't ask her how she did it. When it comes to eating, the little girl is never inferior to others.

The steaming white rice, which was sticking out like a mountain, was immediately dyed red, and she shoveled it into her mouth with a few chopsticks.

Compared with eating meat slices alone before, the addition of carbohydrates made the world perfect.

To be more precise, carbohydrates are a perfect match with most flavors, and can be sugary or salty, sweet or salty, and spicy is even better.

The juice was locked inside by the solidified egg white, and the meat slices were particularly tender. The celery, bean sprouts, and garlic sprouts soaked in the juice also got the flavor.

This dish alone, with a combination of meat and vegetables, is nutritionally balanced. The only drawback is that it may not be friendly to the stomach.

In the last life, the young Gu Ke could finish three bowls of white rice in one breath just by ordering a boiled pork slice.

In this life, the young Xiaoman faced a pot of boiled meat noodles weighing dozens of kilograms, so at least three pots of white rice had to be prepared.

It was impossible not to eat. After the kitchen characteristics were upgraded to a full-food tonic, the food made by Gu Ke and his friends was easier to absorb and digest.

In short, everyone's appetite increased greatly.

At most, Xiaoman felt that her stomach would be full for a longer time after eating.

This was not a big problem for her who was active - she had to sow the thousand acres of ordinary fields in the afternoon, and she would not be full after finishing the work.

On the other hand, Xiaoping'er tasted the boiled pork slices and gave up decisively.

Even if the dish tasted really good, her taste buds could not bear it, and she did not want to add burning magic damage when washing her marrow.

The sweet, sour and slightly spicy garlic pork, and the Kung Pao chicken with rich ingredients and taste, but not very spicy, were her main targets.

Gu Ke and Saranzhu had strong taste buds, no taboos, and they just worked hard with their bowls in hand.

It took two quarters of an hour to finish the meal. Xiaoman, under Gu Ke's demonstration, soaked a bowl of white rice in the soup of boiled meat slices and ate it before she collapsed on the bamboo chair.

Her small and thick lips were all red and oily, and seemed to be swollen.

But there was an extremely satisfied smile on her face and eyes. She patted her bulging belly with both hands and murmured: "I'm full, so full."

Gu Ke wiped his mouth with a towel, and wiped her mouth with it, and then smiled: "I said I would feed you well if you worked for me. You must keep your word."

Xiaoman nodded.

Even if she was full a hundred or a thousand times, this feeling was still one of the greatest happiness in her life.

Salanzhu followed suit, posing the same posture as Xiaoman and collapsed there.

Seeing this, she also pouted.

Gu Ke was speechless, and threw the towel over casually, controlled by his mind to wipe it over her mouth, and also wiped this guy's mouth clean.

Then he noticed that there was another sight on him, so he turned his head to tease Xiao Ping'er: "You want me to wipe my mouth too?"

Xiao Ping'er shook her head quickly: I am not Xiaoman and Saranzhu, I have wiped it by myself a long time ago.

It's just... I feel a little bit at a disadvantage. What's going on? Am I also affected by the laziness of these two guys? She shook her head repeatedly, firmly denying this possibility.

She, Wu Pingping, must be the most diligent person in this valley, and must be his most capable little employee.

Gu Ke looked at her frowning and shaking her head, and couldn't help but wonder: "Is it because of the spicy boiled pork slices? Are you worried that your stomach will be uncomfortable in the afternoon?"

Xiao Ping'er uttered an ah, and continued to shake her head otherwise: "No, I'm thinking about other things."

Gu Ke nodded, and simply took a can of goat milk from the warehouse: "Drink this, if there is a problem, it won't be too serious."

Xiao Ping'er immediately understood that the "serious" he meant was marrow washing.

Her face suddenly turned red, but it was difficult to explain, so she quickly took the goat milk and took a few big gulps.

Xiaoman beside her raised a hand with difficulty: "Little sister, leave me one mouthful, just one mouthful, and it should be iced."

Xiaoping'er saw her lazy look and couldn't help but burst out laughing: "I know, big sister, you should lie there and digest the food first, so that the goat milk won't come out of your throat."

"It's impossible to vomit." Xiaoman shook her head: "If you really want to vomit, just swallow it hard."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but think of the disgusting jokes that Saranzhu had told, and laughed and scolded.

Xiaoman felt wronged: "What does Ah Zhu's joke have to do with me? You guys scold her."

Salanzhu was complacent: "I'm not like you, who only tells jokes after everyone has eaten."

She stroked Xiaoman's slightly protruding belly with her hand: "You, you just have a big belly and no brains."

"Your eyes are the problem!" Xiaoman stood up angrily, stood in front of her, and held her head high: "Look carefully first, what's the biggest part of me?"

Salanzhu looked at the two huge shadows that blocked the skylight, and couldn't help but be speechless:... Damn it! You can even pretend like this.

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