Chapter 213 (Food Chapter) Summer Night, Cold Cup and Crayfish

Xiao Man jumped and swung, blood and energy were released, and the lake water in the small clothes was immediately thrown out, forming a large area of ​​water droplets around her body, making Gu Ke and Xiao Ping'er's face and body full of water.

Both of them looked calm.

After "Gou Zi Man" shook off the water droplets, Xiao Ping'er released blood and energy, and wiped off the water on herself and Gu Ke.

Saranzhu also went ashore and immediately wanted to do the same as "Man".

This time Xiao Ping'er was one step ahead, and the sunflower blood swept over. Saranzhu shook her head and tail several times in vain, and there was no water at all.

Xiao Man laughed and hugged Xiao Ping'er: "Little sister, you did a good job."

Saranzhu followed decisively and began to compete for Xiao Ping'er's ownership.

Gu Ke hurriedly walked away to avoid being a shield.

He came to the long stone steps specially set up for rest and sat down, with a round stone backrest behind him.

Automatically blocking out the crackling sound of the palms slapping his flesh, he relaxed his body and leaned back to appreciate the surrounding scenery.

The so-called not knowing the true face of Mount Lu is because you are in this mountain.

On the Yulong Peak, looking down at this piece of cattail marsh, it is like snow and cotton, very much like a large piece of floating and shining brocade.

At this moment, being in the middle of it, you can see the clumps of cattails floating and swaying in the lake, drawing a line of fluorescent tracks.

This is like taking a high-altitude photo of a gathering of tens of thousands of people, a dense crowd of heads, most people sigh how spectacular it is and then pass it.

When you are in it, the small group of people you see is also of various shapes and sizes.

Walking alone, meeting friends, reuniting families, and classmates gathering, each has their own purpose.

Some are happy, some are impatient, some are noisy, and some are fighting.

If you are used to looking down from a high place and overlooking all living things, it is easy to miss the scenery in these details.

Xiao Ping'er also got out of the fight between the two sisters, took out a long small table, put it in front of the stone steps, and placed various iced drinks and snacks.

Sitting next to him, she whispered: "Make some more barbecue and side dishes?"

Gu Ke pinched her little face: "Just make some braised food."

Xiao Ping'er was slightly embarrassed and lowered her head when her face was attacked. She hummed lightly and took a dozen dishes of braised food with her hands and feet.

Gu Ke picked up a bowl of old yogurt, scooped up a large spoonful, and wanted to put it in his mouth, but he felt close to the sight of the young employee.

So his hand naturally drew an arc, and his mind pinched her little mouth by the way, and fed her a spoonful of yogurt.

Xiao Ping'er was quietly crouching, staring at him and recalling the boat trip, and suddenly felt a large lump of cold, sour and sweet things in her mouth.

I couldn't help but be startled, and then I saw Gu Ke with a smile on his face: "Feed you another mouthful?"

Xiao Ping'er really likes yogurt, or she should have a preference for most dairy products.

Seeing the little employee still open her mouth in surprise, Gu Ke's hands couldn't help itching, so he stuffed another big spoonful of yogurt in.

Xiao Ping'er's cheeks suddenly bulged, like a hamster, and she looked three points like Xiaoman.

Understanding what happened, her eyes curved, her heart and mouth were the same, sour, sweet and soft.

Unfortunately, it is impossible to "enjoy" feeding all the time.

Xiaoman next to her had already glimpsed what happened here, and immediately shook off Saranzhu, swooped over, squatted, and opened his mouth: "I want it too, ah~~~"

Gu Ke's hands tonight are often faster than his brain, and he quickly filled two big spoonfuls into the bottomless hole under his eyelids.

Saranzhu followed closely, leaning forward, and put her head on Xiaoman's head, vowing not to fall behind: "And me, ah~~~"

So next, the big bowl of yogurt was tasted in the upper and lower mouths in turn.

Xiaoping'er was watching the behavior of Xiaoman and the other two girls, and couldn't help but start to think again: initiative... is really useful.

After the yogurt was divided, Gu Ke was busy with his hands, but he didn't put a spoonful into his mouth. He quickly grabbed a handful of salted peanuts to calm himself down.

He didn't forget to divert attention: "You can't always have barbecue hot pot on summer nights, you can also have a cold cup."

"What cold cup?" Xiaoman grabbed a braised chicken leg and asked while satisfying her meat needs.

Gu Ke casually said: "In my hometown, every summer night, after everyone has finished a busy day, they have nothing to do, so friends and family members will meet outside the door on the street, sit on a small table and stool, with three or five cold dishes and a glass of beer, and chat for two or three hours."

"So, cold..." He pointed to the small dishes on the small table.

"Light..." He threw up a salted peanut in his hand.

"Cup." He picked up the iced beer and took a big sip, which was full of coolness and refreshing.

Saranzhu grabbed a spicy rabbit head, took a bite, and said vaguely: "Mine is not bland at all."

Gu Ke was used to her quick refutation and shook his finger: "There are several ways to say this. One is bland, not referring to the taste, but to the taste of eating."

"Second, sometimes the name of the dish is just a vague reference and generalization. As long as most of them are cold dishes and relatively light, they can be collectively referred to as such."

Thinking of the situation in his previous life when he sat on a small bench on the street, ate cold cups, and talked about the situation, he casually added: "Stir-fried snails and spicy crayfish are also very common, which are really hot and spicy. If you really want to eat something hot, make a bowl of tomato and egg vegetarian noodles, fry the eggs until one side is golden brown, and spread them on the noodles with a sweet heart inside, and take a bite...tsk tsk."

He said it so smoothly that he suddenly felt a heavy pressure on his knees. It was Xiaoman who started to perform a spell: "Old Gu~~~It sounds delicious, why don’t you make it now?"

Gu Ke:...Okay, I was wrong.

People who really ate this at home in the previous life usually bought some stewed vegetables from outside - making it troublesome at home, which is completely opposite to the trouble-free characteristics of the cold cup.

The fried snails and spicy crayfish are all cooked by chefs at small stalls outside.

He just told them that he was at home, but he couldn't change his words.

Being on the banks of the gorgeous and dreamy Silver Lake, in the pampas grass marshes, we immediately lit a fire to fry and stir-fry, and the spicy oil smoke hit our faces. It really felt like burning the harp and boiling the crane.

However, even Xiao Ping'er looked expectant when looking at Xiao Man who was staring blankly and Salanzhu who said "I'm just waiting to eat, I won't say anything".

Gu Ke suddenly realized that this was because he said it was his "hometown".

For the third woman, no matter how delicious the food is, she still wants to truly feel the characteristics of his "hometown".

After thinking about this, he nodded decisively and said, "Then let's cook faster. Chef Xiaoman, Xiaoping'er and Azhu will handle the ingredients."

Xiao Man's cooking skills are intelligent and he can draw inferences from one instance to another, and the dishes he cooks often surprise people.

With Xiao Ping'er's sunflower vitality and Salanzhu's spiritual control, the speed when processing ingredients in batches is terrifying.

It doesn't take much time to make two hot dishes in this way - the main thing is to get the ingredients to the right temperature, and some time cannot be saved.

If you eat too much, even ten breaths of time will be too much.

At that moment, Xiaoman had an idea and fetched a small oven from the hut, and then fetched a large iron pot, rapeseed oil and various seasonings from the kitchen.

Pour tons of oil into the pot, while Xiao Ping'er and Salanzhu quickly processed the river shrimp while the oil was still hot.

There is no crayfish in Dawu, but there is a kind of black crayfish produced in the Northern Desert region, which looks relatively similar.

It is small in size and grows in mountain streams with clear water, or in rivers and lakes near mountains.

Therefore, it does not have the muddy smell of crayfish, does not require heavy spicy spices, and is also delicious.

Of course Gu Ke doesn't care about this.

The water quality is said to be good, but Dawu is afraid that there is no place beyond Dongfu Lingquan, and there are few natural enemies. The black crayfish reproduces much faster than the outside world, and there is one in the lake at the livestock farm.

Just because it looks like a crayfish, use it.

As soon as Salanzhu's thoughts moved, a large number of black crayfish flew up to the shore, fell to the big rocks and piled up in one place.

As if they sensed something was wrong, they waved their claws and ran around.

Unfortunately, there was no way to escape, so he quickly grabbed the tail of the shrimp, pulled out the shrimp thread by spinning it, cut off the head of the shrimp, removed the stomach, and threw it into the water tank.

Xiao Ping'er stimulated the blood energy and swept over the shrimp body like a brush. She quickly changed the water again and thoroughly cleaned away the sediment and debris.

The cleaned black crayfish are lifted from the water tank, the water droplets on the surface are swept away, and they are thrown into the oil pan.

The oil temperature in the big pot was just 60%, and a faint smoke was coming out.

The black crayfish slid in along the edge of the pot and immediately stirred up waves and made a sizzling sound.

At this time, the small oven increased the firepower. Xiaoman grabbed the edge of the pot with one hand and waved the chef's special spoon with the other hand. He turned the pot over and over to keep the shrimps fried evenly.

When the shrimps turn orange-red, indicating that they are cooked, pour them into the bamboo dustpan next to them to control the oil.

Pour a small amount of oil again, add the diced onions, ginger, and garlic until they change color slightly, then add cardamom, bay leaves, cinnamon, green and red peppercorns, and dried chili segments.

In order to prevent these spices from being heated too quickly and causing them to burn, most people will soak them in cold water for half a cup of tea in advance.

Gu Ke doesn't need it here. Xiao Ping'er acts as a humanoid refrigerator. He uses sunflower blood to season the food before putting it in the pot. It's better than soaking it in water.

After the spices are stir-fried until they are fragrant, add the all-purpose bean paste and hot pot base ingredients to stir-fry, and then add light soy sauce to ensure that the stir-fry flavor is rich enough.

At this time, add the fried shrimps, stir-fry a few times over high heat and mix well. After pouring in the ale, add an appropriate amount of sugar, vinegar, pepper, MSG, and salt.

After the fire comes to a boil, turn the heat to medium and cook about half a cup of tea, sprinkle with green onions, and the sweet and sour spicy shrimp is ready.

Put away the kitchen utensils and condiments, leaving only the big pot on the shelf, take out a large plate of hot shrimps, and place it among the many cold dishes.

Gu Ke reached out and picked up a shrimp, peeled off the shell with two fingers, put it in his mouth and took a few bites, nodding with great satisfaction: "Xiao Man's craftsmanship has improved again, everything is just right."

When the three girls saw him eating, they had no time to listen to his taste.

The shrimp meat is slightly soft and tender in the mouth. It is cooked just right but not too fried to the point of losing its elasticity.

The juice wrapped in the shrimp is not spicy at all, but the sweet and sour taste is more obvious.

This is taking into account the tastes of Xiao Pinger and Salan Zhu.

Both of them are the kind of people who can eat spicy food but don't pursue spicy food.

Gu Ke and Xiao Man are lovers of heavy flavors that have a certain degree of spiciness and will find it more enjoyable.

But the three girls are loyal fans of the sweet and sour flavor, so they finally chose the sweet, sour and spicy flavor.

Gu Ke heard this taste from a stall that made spiked potatoes in his last life.

At that time, the aunt who fried the wolf-toothed potatoes asked him: "Want sweet and sour flavor, spicy flavor, or sweet and sour spicy flavor?"

He has always been keen on classic spicy flavors, but occasionally wants to "have them all" and is very satisfied after tasting them.

He didn't like the sweet and sour taste alone and got tired of it after a few bites.

If you eat too much pure spicy flavor, most of it is just that.

But mixing the two together gives the ingredients a richer layer. The bland ones, such as potatoes, vermicelli, fish, shrimp and crab, will make people love them.

Rich ones, such as pork, beef and mutton, can also suppress the greasiness and make you enjoy it.

At this moment, the three women are too busy talking, which is the proof.

But he kindly reminded: "Eat slowly, these shrimps are just right, the taste is not good when eaten right away, put them in the pot and soak them in the soup for a while, and the taste is best after they are fully flavored."

But only Xiao Ping'er slowed down a little, the Shamans were reluctant to do it: What soaking? Eat it first and then talk about it.

At worst, I can stir-fry another pot later and soak it enough then.

Gu Ke just reminded, and he quickly finished the shrimps on the plate.

Anyway, the plate can't be poured back to soak the juice, the taste is just like this, it doesn't matter whether it's fast or slow.

After eating, looking at the pile of shrimp shells on the plate, I sucked the oil on my fingers twice, and I was very satisfied.

Saranzhu saw it and asked, "Why are you licking your fingers?"

Gu Ke replied, "A crayfish that doesn't suck its fingers and shells is imperfect."

Saranzhu was suspicious and put her fingers into her plump and wide lips and sucked them, then pulled them out with a pop sound: "It seems... I don't feel anything."

Having said that, she would suck her fingers from time to time when eating shrimps, as if she always felt it was very smooth (hands)?

Xiaoman followed suit and immediately followed suit.

Xiaoping'er hesitated between sucking and not sucking, mainly because she felt that there was no need to suck, and once the blood was rolled up, all the juice would not escape.

If she didn't suck, she would always see the other two sucking and making popping sounds, looking very fragrant.

Gu Ke picked up a braised chicken wing and teased: "What, you want someone to suck it for you?"

Xiao Ping'er looked at his mouth, her face slightly hot, and quickly lowered her eyes and shook her head: "No, no."

Xiao Man's head leaned over from the side, took a sip, and then made a popping sound, shaking her head regretfully: "The braised sauce is much worse than the sweet, sour and spicy sauce."

Gu Ke looked at his empty hands, and there was a layer of bright saliva, all of which came from Xiao Man, who was still eating shrimp.

Xiao Ping'er: ⊙﹏⊙? ? ? How could it be like this?

When she was still thinking about how to be sucked, Xiao Man sucked her directly.

This leapfrog action step was never in Xiao Ping'er's mind, who followed the routine.

Gu Ke just shook his head helplessly and picked up another chicken wing to eat.

In the past few months, when he was alone with Xiao Man, he would feed this big foodie all kinds of food from time to time, and sucking fingers was a common occurrence.

With something on her mind, Xiao Ping'er gave up her favorite sweet and sour spicy shrimp and tried all kinds of stewed dishes instead.

Compared to shrimp that require two hands and constant sucking of fingers, stewed dishes are much easier.

Giving two foodies a chance is giving yourself a chance. A certain hired worker was inspired continuously and finally found a little bit of the right idea.

Smiling at the two sisters busy with the big pot of shrimp, she quietly sat beside Gu Ke and enjoyed this noisy and quiet summer night together.

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