Lin Chou picked a lot of green artemisia before, and the quinoa had a sweet and slightly astringent taste when it was young, but once it grew up after the season, it would be like the lump in Lin Chou's hand, and it could only be burned as firewood.

The quinoa grows old very quickly, and Lin Chou picked so much that he came back, but he actually used it for another purpose.

Although the old version of the quinoa has not really reached the level of firewood, the branches and stems have become hard, and Lin Chou bends these quinoa and hardens to see any water, only dry and whitish fiber veins.

Stuff the quinoa into a lump and stuff it into the stone depression, and then use a pebble to crush it a few times, and these quinoa can become a mess of things, which is what Lin Chou wants.

made several balls in a row, and Lin Chou was satisfied.

But his behavior made others inexplicable,

"Brother Sorrow... What are you doing here? ”

Lin Chou strung these quinoa dumplings with a stick and stood in an empty stone pot,

"Children can't eat too much meat at one time, it's easy not to digest gastroenteritis or something, get something light for you to balance."

As he spoke, he picked up the soup pot with roe deer meat and poured it down along the skewers made of sticks and quinoa dumplings.

The loose fibrous structure of Artemisia quinoa can play a good role in filtration, and can absorb some of the oil.

After filtering back and forth a few times, the broth no longer has many oil stars, and the soup color has become much clearer, showing a faint milky white.

The artemisia flavor of the old version of quinoa is not as easy to bring out as the young leaves, and even if the whole pot of soup is still hot, it is only a little more fresh.

"Almost."

Remove the excess meat flavor and oil star in the broth and pour in the white seed kernels that Lin Chou soaked before, boil over high heat and simmer slowly.

The white seed kernels are more and more stretched in the broth, and they have changed from white to a somewhat crystal clear texture.

Lin Chou said,

"The soaking time is a little short, I'm afraid I'll have to cook it for a while."

However, the others obviously didn't care, because by this time the bamboo rat had been burned and yellow on the outside, and every time the grease dripped on the fire, it was a beautiful cluster of blue-white smoke, and at the same time the aroma of meat balsam burst out in a large area like a cloud bomb.

Qin Sheng suddenly shouted something, rummaged through his backpack, and finally took out two packs of puffed food bags and tore them open.

"Wha, I'm not mistaken, the salt, pepper and spice packets of these fries are individually wrapped and sprinkled at the end!!"

Qin Sheng waved the packaging bag triumphantly, and the fries were scattered everywhere,

"Hahaha, your brother Sheng is really a genius!!"

It's a pity that geniuses are generally treated by being tied to the stake and burned so that their parents don't know each other.

"Why didn't you say it when you ate roe deer meat before!"

"Are you going to hide your smuggling?"

"Okay, it turns out that you brought salt, but you didn't hand it over to the organization!"

Ping Pong's electric cannon flying feet and ears rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, Qin Sheng screamed again and again,

"I was wrong, I was wrong, didn't I remember it for a while... Besides, the roe deer meat has no salt, and I think you eat it quite deliciously..."

"How dare you say that? Sister Yu, flat him! ”

"yes, that's too much!"

Qin Sheng handed over a bag of excess salt to Lin Chou miserably, and all the rest was confiscated and sprinkled on the bamboo rat, not much, but this bit of salt and pepper was enough to bring out the more delicious taste of the bamboo rat meat.

Qin Sheng was very sad to lose the right to choose the first part:

The two bamboo rats have eight legs and are gone;

Four slices of pork ribs that look very exotic, gone;

The remaining two tails, from the cervical vertebrae to the spine to the tenth of the buttocks, belong to him.

Qin Sheng wanted to cry without tears.

Lin Chou swallowed his saliva silently, you are content, no one thinks of sharing a piece of handsomeness.

Well, it's all kids, kids.

Lin Chou, you have to be humble and humble.

Xia Yu smiled and handed Lin Chou a bamboo rat hind leg,

"Brother Chou, try it, this is just baked by me!"

- I couldn't be more moved.

The bamboo rat meat is very Q-bomb, the texture is very good, the red and white meat will not dry out after being grilled, and it is full of protein and fragrant in one bite.

The recipes of bamboo rats are all related to bamboo, which has a lot less fishy smell than ordinary animals, but faintly reveals a bamboo-like smell, full of oily and moisturizing, and leaves a fragrance on the lips and teeth.

Lin Chou said with a smile,

"It's a good bake, and the craftsmanship is better than mine."

Xia Yu raised his head proudly,

"That's it!"

Qin Sheng's mouth was full of oil and instigated the poor vertebrae,

"Wow... It turns out that rat meat is so delicious, I knew why I had to wow today, alas... It seems that in the future, I will have to go to the lower city more often, and the people in the lower city will enjoy it very well. ”

The other friends who said this rolled their eyes wildly, and Erhu reminded,

"Qin Sheng, this is a bamboo rat, not a mouse, it's completely different!"

"Eh, don't worry about those details, there's a rat in the name, it's all about the same... Almost! ”

“...”

Hmm, Qin Sheng seems to have opened the door to a new world.

The white seeds in the broth are almost boiled, and ten minutes before they come out of the pot, they are poured in the minced tubers of the wild lily that are unique to Zushan and the wild garlic is brewed, and then the pu choy is added before the pot.

"Come on, come on, serve it yourself, there's a stone bowl I dug over there, wash it in the stream and use it yourself."

"It's coming!"

"Good..."

Lin Chou pointed to the various plant scraps on the plantain leaves,

"Smell what you want to add and sprinkle it into the porridge bowl - the taste of mountain stone leeks and mountain onions is better, and the wall crack is recommended."

Seeing this group of little guys and a Xia Dasha who was bigger than anyone else and had a younger mentality than anyone else, fighting together for the right to use the spoon first, Lin Chou felt that he was a lot younger.

"Huh? No, this handsome person is not old!! ”

Ahem, a certain forest's mentality, I'm afraid it's going to collapse.

But after tossing for so long, Lin Chou finally ate a hot meal that could fill his stomach.

The white seed kernels have been soaked and boiled for a long time, soft and glutinous, and the fragrance is crystal clear, and the broth that has been cleansed by the white seed kernels is like a natural hook, sticky, smooth and hot.

This simple and wild white seed rice porridge has won unprecedented praise higher than roasted bamboo rats and roe deer meat.

"It's so fragrant, so sweet!"

"This mountain onion tastes better than any green onion I've ever tasted, well... Wild meat, this is wild meat! ”

"I like the cabbage inside, it's crisp and light."

"That white white lily is not bad, but how does it look green when boiled? Strange..."

Qin Sheng blinked,

"Hey, you don't understand this, you meet alum green (lv) meet alkali (jian) green (lv)!"

Hey, your brother Sheng is really erudite.