Zongwu: Madam, please respect yourself

"Eat honey!"

Guo Fu took the honey jar, her face full of excitement.

Peach Blossom Island also produces honey.

However, after all, it is the island environment that makes it difficult for most bees to survive.

There are only two hives on the entire island.

In order to allow these two hives to reproduce smoothly.

Normally, you would never disturb them.

Only when spring comes, the hot air dissipates, and the peach blossoms are in full bloom, dazzling and fragrant, will you pick fresh peach nectar.

Although Huang Rong would also buy expensive jaggery every time she went out.

But those sugars are bitter and astringent, how can they be compared to fresh and sweet honey?

Guo Fu has loved sweets since she was a child. Ever since she became conscious, honey has been her most anticipated food.

It's a pity that the flowering period of peach blossoms is very short.

Even if the bees try their best to collect nectar, by the end of the flowering period.

The most you can harvest is a jar or even half a jar of honey.

Not enough to eat at all.

Guo Fu couldn't wait to open the jar.

Bury your whole face in it.

But then he raised his head in confusion and said to Huang Rong: "Mom, why does this honey have a weird taste? Also, why is more than half of it missing? Did the honey seller steal it?"

"He must have eaten it secretly! Last time, when I bought brown sugar, he gave me a lot of money. If it weren't for Wu Dunru, I would have been deceived by him!"

Huang Rong's naughty little tongue touched her red lips, as if she was aftertasteing it, but then she said seriously: "I don't know, I didn't even have time to open it. Did you eat it secretly, Gong'er?"

Wu Gong rolled his eyes angrily. Although he also ate just now, Huang Rong obviously ate more, okay?

"Yes, I just ate some on the way!" Wu Gong put down the goods in his hands and took the initiative to take responsibility.

"Isn't it sweet?"

While speaking, Guo Fu stretched out a finger and dug out a piece of honey. A happy smile immediately appeared on her face, and she asked herself: "It is indeed so sweet! There is also a faint smell of fish roe. Mom, What kind of flower nectar is this?”

"They're just ordinary wild flowers." Huang Rong felt guilty and handed the pheasant in her hand to Guo Fu, then took the jar back from her hand and said, "I'm going to be a beggar's chicken tonight, go and prepare some yellow mud for me. By the way, take care of the pheasant.

Your Aunt Qingluo will also come over tonight. She has been bragging about how delicious her cooking is. This time I have to let her see my cooking skills. "

"I got it, mother!" Guo Fu melted the honey in her mouth, greeted Wu Gong vaguely, and ran towards the small kitchen behind the bamboo house.

Wu Gong yawned and prepared to go back and have a rest before coming back for dinner in the evening.

Huang Rong walked over and grabbed his ear: "Don't even think about running away, go and carry firewood. There are a lot of discarded wood over there in Qingluo. I took a look and it would be a pity to leave it there to rot and grow mold.

You go over there and get it, and I'll grow some mushrooms!

In addition, you can break some useless scraps into cubes and use them later when begging for chickens. "

When Wu Gong heard that it was such a time-consuming and detailed work, he suddenly felt a little reluctant.

But when he saw Huang Rong's gaze, Wu Gong could only sigh and obediently went to sort out the firewood.

When he came back with firewood, Huang Rong had completely wrapped the pheasant in mud.

The chicken's internal organs and blood had been cleaned, but the feathers had not been plucked out. Huang Rong carried it upside down in the air by its legs.

"Just pile the firewood there!" Huang Rong casually pointed to the ground in the distance, "Remember to pile the firewood well, leaving enough space in the middle to facilitate the flow of air. In addition, keep the flame Blow high."

As he spoke, he smeared the thick yellow mud on the pheasant's body.

Wrap the mud firmly.

Huang Rong's speed was extremely fast. In just a blink of an eye, the entire pheasant was wrapped into a ball of mud.

Huang Rong's hands were constantly flashing with white Qi, and the mud ball wrapped with chicken in her hands was like dough, constantly changing into various shapes.

Wu Gong looked at it in amazement.

Putting aside Huang Rong's skillful technique, he was very curious whether the chicken in the soil at this moment still contained the whole body. After all, if he had been allowed to make the various twisted shapes, the pheasant inside would have already turned into a pile of minced meat, wrapped together with the yellow mud.

While watching, Wu Gong's movements on his hands did not stop at all, and he quickly dealt with the firewood in his hands.

Guo Fu brought candles from behind the bamboo yard.

While shaking the candle, he ignited the pile of wood.

As the flames spread and climbed, blazing flames rose into the sky.

With the blazing heat, Wu Gong took a few steps back?

But Huang Rong threw the mud ball in her hand.

Then move on to the next pheasant.

As one mud ball after another was thrown in, the flames began to languish.

But the blazing high temperature still continues to spread in all directions.

Wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Huang Rong stopped paying attention to these mud balls: "Put out the fire in a quarter of an hour, and then don't worry about it. Just let it go slowly." This sentence was said to Guo Fu. Guo Fu nodded and agreed, : "Okay, Mom! This isn't the first time I've been a beggar, so don't worry."

"Well! Gong'er, come here!"

Walking to the table nearby, Huang Rong had already begun to process the meat she bought in the morning.

"I'm going to teach you how to make a dish. The name of this dish is Jade Di Who's Listening to Luomei. It's made of five different kinds of meat. Each strip of meat is made up of four small strips of meat. There are only five kinds of meat, and one is Lamb rump meat, one is pig ears, one is veal kidney, and one is deer leg meat and rabbit meat. After each piece of meat is made, it has five completely different flavors. This dish is extremely challenging. The knife skill requires splicing five different types of meat together without using any bamboo or wooden skewers to tie them together. The five types of meat are completely mixed together, five five twenty five, which is exactly in line with the rhythm of the flute.

This is my specialty!

I will only teach you once today. I hope you can learn this dish well. "

Wu Gong scratched his head, somewhat confused about what Huang Rong meant.

Especially I don't understand why she wants to teach herself how to cook.

But he was also very interested in this dish.

Without saying anything else, he followed Huang Rong and began to learn how to make this dish.

Huang Rong nodded, feeling slightly warm in her heart.

This dish was taught to her by Huang Yaoshi.

Guo Jing wanted to learn more than once, but she rejected her every time.

Because this dish Huang Yaoshi said it would only be passed on to the Huang family.

When it reached Huang Rong, it was considered to be the end of the story.

Every time I talk about this.

Huang Rong could see the deep despair in her father's eyes.

But today this craft has been completely passed down.

This dish is a very satisfying dish.

The reason why Huang Rong taught this dish was to continue to hone Wu Gong's temperament.

Wu Gong was very serious about cutting. The kitchen knife in his hand was extremely sharp, and it would break if he didn't pay attention.

There are only so many ingredients in total. If they are wasted, there will be no dish tonight.

Huang Rong nodded with satisfaction.

He turned around and picked up the ham he took from Li Qingluo.

There are no white-skinned pigs at this time.

All pigs are wild boars with a strong smell.

Except for some parts.

Most of them are so spicy and fishy that there is no way to eat them.

However, Jiangnan has developed a way to eat wild boar, and that is cured ham.

Dry and cured wild boar legs with plenty of salt.

As time goes by, the unspeakable fishy smell will disappear.

Of course, there is still a little bit of odor deep in the meat.

For this reason, Huang Rong learned another famous dish - Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlight Night.

"Fu'er! Are you ready for the tofu I asked you to prepare?"

"Get ready. The water tank over there is leaking water, but it should be ready for use."

Huang Rong nodded, walked over and opened the lid of the water tank.

Immediately I saw the water tofu wrapped in white cloth, lying flat on the wooden board and hanging in the water tank.

After poking it with her hand, Huang Rong said with relief: "Fu'er, your craftsmanship is getting better and better. This tofu is tender and not falling apart. I can't make it as well as you. I don't know which kid will be cheaper in the future." ."

"Mom! There is still someone here, what are you talking about!"

Huang Rong glanced at Wu Gong next to her and saw that he was concentrating on cutting meat with his head down.

A pleased smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Picking up the washed ham on the side, he used his palms like sharp blades to split the whole ham in half from the middle. Twenty-four holes of almost the same size were dug out in the ham, and then he grabbed the tofu cubes and held them. He scooped the tofu into twenty-four balls of the same size with a spoon and put them into the holes respectively. Then he tied the ham with a bamboo braid and placed it on the steamer that had been prepared nearby.

Just wait until it is steamed, and the umami flavor of the ham will be completely soaked into the tofu, and the fishy and pungent smell will be completely offset by the beany smell of the tofu, leaving almost no unpleasant taste.

In the end, just ditch the ham and eat tofu.

This is the famous dish of the Huang family - Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night.

Of course, the most important step is to use Huang Rong's family's orchid brushing hand, with dexterous and gentle fingers and a slight amount of luck. Only then can the tofu be completely taken out of the hole without damaging it. to the tofu, leaving unsightly marks.

Arrange the steamer.

After taking a look at the fire.

Huang Rong gently wiped the sweat from her forehead. Li Qingluo and Wang Yuyan slowly walked through the bamboo forest.

The sound came to her before she even got close.

"Oh, it smells so good! Our Gang Leader Huang cooks the food himself, how embarrassing does this make me! Do you want our mother and daughter to help? Gang Leader Huang...!"

Huang Rong snorted coldly: "If you keep talking nonsense like this, you won't eat this meal today."

"Hehehe! That's not possible. How could I not eat such fragrant food?

Tell me what help you need from me? "

Huang Rong sneered in her heart, and immediately came up with a bad idea: "Go to the back and wash the plates and bowls. They will be used soon!"

Although it is hot on the island, the water is from underground rivers and is extremely cold.

Don't look at washing dishes as a simple matter.

But trying to wash all the small mountains of dishes and chopsticks would definitely make Li Qingluo suffer.

Li Qingluo didn't know the secret.

He agreed directly, rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the backyard.

She walked deliberately in front of Wu Gong, and the alluring aroma of green tea hit her face.

Wu Gong happened to finish cutting the last piece of meat and looked up at Li Qingluo's back.

Without turning around, he said directly to Huang Rong: "Godmother, do you need to soak it in water after cutting it?"

"Yes! Just go to the back and wash it with water. Be sure to wash away the blood, otherwise it will affect the taste and leave a fishy smell!"

"Okay, then I'm going!"

Wu Gong saw that all of Huang Rong's attention was focused on the steamer in front of him, so he walked towards the backyard without hesitation.

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