In the production of meat, "nitrate" is the most important ingredient and is indispensable. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

That's right, it's the "nitrate" of "gunsmoke", which can fry explosives.

Lin Chou used to tann the skin of the nitrate powder left a lot, soaked in water, sprinkled on the prepared pig's trotters, and then sprinkled with green salt and kneaded together, so that the salt and nitrate water soaked into the inside of the pig's trotters, sprayed with some wine and placed in wooden barrels, fermented for six hours and then taken out.

The pig's trotters are pulled out in ice water for an hour, scraped off the surface of the pig hair and other debris, and then scrubbed with alum water to remove the astringency after nitrification more thoroughly.

The nitrated pig's trotter skin is tight and crispy, the skin is translucent, and the ruddy meat and the white tendons can be reflected in the subcutaneous trance.

Lin Chou advocates the original flavor of the meat, and does not use heavy ingredients.

Therefore, only put water into the pot to cover the pig's trotters, ginger slices, onion knots, peppercorns, star anise, cinnamon, and dry shannai into gauze bags, tie them tightly with lemongrass and soak them in the soup, add half a catty of Qingquan Mountain and pig's trotters and simmer for one hour, turn over the pig's trotters, and then cook for half an hour out of the pot.

Take an oak vat, stack the pig's trotters neatly, pour the remaining part of the marinade over the pig's trotters, sprinkle with dozens of cumin and dried chili peppers, cover and press tightly, and put it into the zero degree layer of the thermostat.

With the help of Shan Ye and others, all kinds of things were busy for two days and two nights before all kinds of pickles were made.

The mountain master followed all the way.

In the end, the same thing was hung on the eaves or into the kitchen, and only the last bucket of braised pig's trotters was also stuffed into the freezer.

"Why is this up again?"

"The meat should be cold soaked for at least seven days to achieve the best flavor."

"So, I was fucking busy for two days and two nights, and in the end, there was nothing to eat?"

Master Shan's grievance, there is no such thing as you!

So what?

Lin Chou firmly believes that time can bring the best taste, and unfinished food must not be provided to customers for consumption.

Looking at the various cured meats hanging on the eaves and under the trees, Lin Chou clapped his hands contentedly, climbed the big home tree and slept in the tree house, leaving a messy hunter who scolded his mother.

After smelling the smell for two days, he looked at it with such a blank eye, thinking that it would be another feast when Boss Xiaolin was busy, but his mother asked, the earliest will take a week to eat in his mouth, those cured meat or something are more angry, I heard that it will have to wait until next year?

I have old friends who are like you, and now the grave is grassy.

You lack great virtue, you are gone.

"I'm a Fack."

Shan Ye spat and made a final summary.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, he had to get into his own car like other hunters and go to Meng Zhougong.

Damn, don't go, let your little forest listen to the chorus of hundreds of people snoring for a night.

....

Xiaoqiu's cheerful body covered with crystal slime appeared and disappeared on the ground, and worked hard.

The entire hillside fell into tranquility, and the leaves of the red beans began to glow green, and the faint and refreshing sweetness became more and more intense.

At the gate of the pitcher plant fence, a pink off-road vehicle in a skirt stopped silently at the door, the door opened, and a messy green-haired, sleepy-eyed potted plant jumped out of the car.

"Well~"

The potted plant stretched his waist widely, rubbed his face, and took out a pink palm-sized fruit from the side of the steering wheel, and swallowed it in two bites.

Then pat your chest,

"Sister, you have to fight for your aunt, your aunt's happiness in the second half of her life is all counting on you."

Then squeeze your little fists and cheer yourself up.

Out of nowhere, he took out the huge treasure bag and sneakily got into the fence.

"Click!"

The potted plant deftly dodged away, and a pitcher plant's large mouth gnawed at the pebbles on the ground, and continued to bite at her.

The potted plant smiled and waved her hand, and bursts of green stars floated out of her palm, like a silk scarf or streamer, shuttling back and forth between the pitcher plant fences.

Everywhere it passed, the restless pitcher plant instantly gathered its leaves and mouth and fell into a deep sleep.

The potted plant raised his thin eyebrows proudly and walked towards the yard,

"Xiaoqiu, Xiaoqiu, where are you, I'm coming to see you!"

Xiaoqiu peeked out from under the ground, opening her big mouth with only two small black teeth,

"Gollum..."

The potted plant pulled out a handful of green grass from the treasure bag, and it was still moist with dirt on it.

Xiaoqiu's cry became more and more urgent, and she took the potted hand in her mouth.

"Oops, loosen up, stupid!"

Xiaoqiu chewed on the grass, and the potted plant wiped the slime on her hands with a disgusted face.

"Next time you bite me, I won't bring you supper, you will starve to death!"

"Gollum... Woo...."

The potted plant ignored the aggrieved Bala's Xiaoqiu, opened the bag, and picked off the ripe pink fragrant red bean fruits one by one and put them in.

Xiao Qiu's long body was half exposed to the ground, tilting her head and "looking" at her suspiciously.

Bonsai muttered,

"Oh, silly Xiaoqiu, you don't understand... You can turn the soil more and make these fruits grow bigger and better, and that's it! ”

The bonsai bag had apparently undergone some indescribable modification, and it was not known how many fruits it contained, until it swelled into a ball with a diameter of five meters, and the bonsai was re-tied and dragged out of the fence.

"Boom."

The potted plant covered his head blankly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a pure black, plush pillar standing in the center of the gate at some point.

The bonsai was immediately replaced with a very festive smile,

"Oh, Lord Roll, it's hard, I have to keep vigil for that iron rooster on such a sultry night, that ..... I won't bother you, I'll go first..."

Slide!

"Knock, knock!"

hit a big bag of potted plants crying and mourning, and the inspiration moved,

"Roll on, sir, look what I brought you, it's a delicious hard corn candy, it's fragrant and sweet, I'm sure you'll like it."

Rolling raised his head and snorted disdainfully.

With its height, the potted plant at its feet can't see the rolling expression at all, and even so, the rolling adult is still proud.

"That's... And the smell of bamboo shoots..."

"Huh??"

The rolling adults fell down with a bang, and the flying dust almost buried the potted plant alive on the spot.

As a qualified salesman, the bonsai still maintains a smiling face showing eight snow-white teeth, quietly wiping the ashes on his face and holding up candy.

Rolling resisted the urge to kill with a cute face, his eyes were shining, and he poked out the tips of his claws and carefully played with the palm of the potted plant twice.

Well, yellow and green sweets.

The color of the bamboo shoots is....

Then you should choose....

"Huh."

The barbed tongue can lick off the surface layer of a few centimeters thick even if it is a stone, but it is extremely dexterous to avoid the delicate palm of the potted plant, and take away all the candy without falling.

"Whew."

While the flowers were rolling, the adults were immersed in the self-absorbed dance, and the potted plants threw the treasure bag to the roof of the car, and drove away in the car.