The fish was drunk in the depression, and Lin Chou set up a simple fire pit on the shore with pebbles and put the cauldron on it.

Zhao Ziyu and Rolling Roll came back soon, and it seemed that they had wiped out the wild bud rice field, and even the branches and leaves were all back.

Zhao Ziyu rolled up his sleeves, "Brother worried, what's the matter?" ”

Lin Chou then remembered that the most important ingredients were not brought, so he had to let Rolling run again, bringing back corn flour, ham, etc., as well as ...... Uninvited big-breasted sister.

Rolling is the blood god of the big-breasted sister, although she doesn't have much of a cold, but she is definitely the "own person" in Rolling Heart, she can't be ignored, there is something delicious, and she must be called.

The big-breasted sister looked Lin Chou up and down, and it was hard not to think of the honey contempt that Lin Chou received after carrying his master behind his back and petting other people's cats.

Yes, it's better to send it to Zhao Ziyu when it's ready.

"These corns, rub all the corn kernels off, and then grind them into a pulp with a clean stone."

The big-breasted sister immediately started it, she didn't even use tools, she grabbed it with her hand, and the corn kernels on the cob fell off immediately.

Zhao Ziyu couldn't be exposed to the source crystal rain for a long time, so he had to hide far away under the rock wall, his eyes were blank and he rubbed the bud rice, while muttering,

"I don't want to eat fish, I don't want to eat fish, Master Ben really doesn't want to eat that fish again..."

......

Lin Chou used a large pot to mix two kinds of dry corn flour in a ratio of three to one, then mixed it with stream water, put a white cloth on the stone and leavened it.

After an hour, wait for the two to grind the fresh corn kernels into a pulp, then cut a handful of ham dices, and pour all the fermented corn flour into a loose dough.

Then light the dry firewood found by the big-breasted sister, and the heat quickly soaked the cauldron.

Put heavy oil in the pot, and after the oil is hot, Lin Chou asks for the most important and only seasoning: bean paste.

The soybean sauce was brought over by Hu's sister-in-law Toma Liu, and Hu's sister-in-law's family made dark soy sauce for a living, and the soybean sauce was even more mellow and thick.

Although this thing doesn't look good, I don't have to say anything about the taste.

Stir-fry the fragrant bean sauce in hot oil, stir-fry a few times, take out the small fish in the depression and put it directly into the pot.

After the edge of the pot is heated, the cornmeal dough forms a cake and slaps on the edge of the pot with a snap.

"Zila..."

Until the cakes were all pasted, the cauldron was not full, and this pot was too big.

Find some clean long branches and spread them on top of the pot, then cover them with fresh plantain leaves and use them as lids.

"It's... It's over?? ”

Zhao Ziyu's face was full of despair and despair - why, so simple!!

No, this is not the style of Brother Chou I know, absolutely not.

Lin Chou was very satisfied,

"It's over, the iron pot stewed fish sticks to the cake, you still want to eat it after eating."

He ate it once at Uncle Tiger's not long ago, and the fish was a palm-length sea fish, which was not authentic.

The smell has made him unforgettable, especially when he was knocked to the ground unconscious by Uncle Tiger with a glass of wine at the end.

...

Today he uses freshwater fish, which is the most suitable for fish sauce and willow roots, and there is also the extremely delicious chiyu.

There are only a few Chi fish, but it is already a rare superb, and the fish sauce made must be fragrant to the bones.

The fire was booming, and the heavy aroma of sauce and fish soon wafted out, and at the same time, the scorching sound of tortillas came from the pot.

As the saying goes, a thousand rolls of tofu and a thousand rolls of fish.

A rolling word, refers to slow cooking, after the pot is boiled, simmer slowly over low heat, keep the hot noodles slightly boiling without foaming.

Fish is extremely rich in protein, muscle fiber tissue is relatively soft and fine, shrinks after heat, is resistant to cooking and is not easy to taste, so simmering over low heat can increase the delicious taste of fish, and can also more thoroughly integrate the flavor of fish into the soup.

The sound of the water in the pot gradually turned into a thick gurgling sound, and the soybean paste and the small fish blended together, indistinguishable from each other, and when the fragrance wafted, it was also the time when the cake was charred.

The plantain leaves that serve as the lid of the pot are removed, and a large cloud of steam erupts.

Zhao Ziyu's disdainful eyes froze, "Impossible, this is not right, I didn't even put the seasoning!" ”

"Open meal, open meal!"

The big-breasted sister is absolutely unambiguous, scooping up two tortillas, smearing fish sauce in the middle, and as soon as the two pies are closed, they are rolled.

The big man whimpered, and ate it.

One....

Two....

Three....

Lin Chou secluded the road,

"Bears can't eat bud rice, and they won't know how to count if they eat bud rice!"

The big-breasted sister glared angrily, and the rolling adult ignored it directly.

Lin Chou shrugged, silently indicating that the cold joke just now did not come from our mouth, and broke off a piece of cake and threw it into his mouth.

The pastry with fresh corn kernels and diced ham is very sweet in the mouth, and has a faint aroma of ham, which is still the nostalgic taste of memory.

Tortillas are fragrant and sweet, and they are a very popular snack in Xiacheng District, and Lin Chou didn't wait for his father to cook a few more pots when he was a child.

Seeing that Young Master Ziyu was still staying, Lin Chou said,

"Why doesn't Ziyu eat it?"

Zhao Ziyu sighed, followed the example of a big-breasted sister, smeared the fish sauce on the flat side of the cake, and opened her mouth to bite it.

"Sss

Young Master Ziyu was burned to tears.

The fish are so small, so small that you can barely feel their bones, and when you pick the tip of your tongue, the delicate flesh peels off layer by layer, melting in your mouth.

At this time, Zhao Ziyu realized, oh, it turns out that there are still bones.

The bones are so soft and soaked with sauce that they taste like the same size of meat floss, not only do they not look rough, but on the contrary, they can make people have an endless aftertaste.

Although the fish is small, the flavor of the fish sauce is very domineering, and every bite can stimulate the appetite from the deepest part of the mouth, promote the secretion of saliva, and you can never stop eating it.

The simpler the method, the more it can highlight the original flavor of the ingredients, and although the sauce is strong, it does not mask the aroma of the fish at all.

The seemingly simple and crude combination of the two can actually reflect Lin Chou's confidence in the quality of this dish and ingredients.

It's not about craftsmanship, it's not about skill.

The combination of sauce and small fish seems to be born that way.

When Zhao Ziyu tasted the tortillas again, there was only one thought left in his heart:

This thing, this tortilla, Master Ben likes it!

Before, he was forced to eat a few bud rice sticks, and now he tasted the taste of corn tortillas, Zhao Ziyu suddenly wanted to try the roasted corn that Lin Chou said.

......

Lin Chou couldn't help but sigh in his heart, there was no more luxurious way to eat, Chi Yu was actually used to make fish sauce.

If this had been before the cataclysm, there would have been countless diners and chefs who would have preferred to make themselves into pâté, right?

Whatever!

Now it's our boss Lin who is in charge.

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