My travels can open treasure chests

Chapter 211 Learning to Make Mongolian Braised Noodles
Gradually, more people came into this yurt.

There are not many things in this yurt, except for a TV set on the wall, and there is only this big round table left.It seems that this family often holds such gatherings, otherwise such a room would not be specially made.

These Mongolians are very enthusiastic.

In the past, when Han Qi participated in such dinners, except for the organizers, few other people took the initiative to chat with Han Qi.

The girl chatted with Han Qi a lot, and for no apparent reason, she also received a lot of hostile looks.

After all, Han Qi's friends are all men. Boys of their age generally socialize with the same sex, so the girls they bring are all female companions or interesting friends. Interest is to slap them in the face.

So Han Qi seldom participates in dinner parties with many strangers.

But here I don't have that kind of feeling at all, everyone will be very enthusiastic about Han Qi, and Han Qi will be included in the chat.

Eat food and drink.

Then came the roast lamb.

These two roasted whole lamb dishes are the highlight of tonight. Agulagri roasted them himself. The whole body of the roasted lamb looks golden to the naked eye, with a unique and rich aroma, and white sesame seeds are sprinkled on the skin.

When pounded with chopsticks, the skin of the roasted lamb is split open, and then the tender meat inside can be seen.

And because the skin was broken, the meat inside was as hot as hot oil.A smell of meat shot out, tangling in the nostrils, grabbing everyone's throat... at least grabbing Han Qi's throat, making him salivate and swallow continuously.

(╯▽╰) So fragrant~~
When I saw their barbecue before, it seemed that there was nothing special about it. Why is it so delicious when it is made?
Fuck, if I knew it, I would have been watching it outside.

This family is very good at cooking. The roasted whole lamb of Agulageri smells so good, it must be called the best in color, fragrance and taste.However, the noodles made by his wife are also delicious, and that kind of interview is not as sophisticated as roasting whole lamb, and it can usually be made at home.

Han Qi thought to himself... I have to ask later to see if she can teach him the trick.

After opening the skin to dry for a while, Agulagri took off the front legs of the lamb and handed it to Han Qi: "Brothers, eat more, our roasted whole lamb here is the best in the country. After eating this, there is another lamb." , don't be polite."

"well."

Agulag day started, and then everyone started eating.

They are all torn directly on the mutton by hand. The function of the chopsticks is not to clamp the meat, but to separate the skin of the roasted whole lamb at the hottest time to save the meat inside, otherwise even the iron man will be scalded arrive.

Han Qi had eaten it before, but this time he ate at least one-fifth of the mutton at one go.

This is roasted whole lamb, not the kind of mutton that weighs every catty in Han Qi's hometown.When eating here, there are very few people who are preoccupied with using scales to count the ingredients. At most, they will grab a lot, and there will be more, not less.

And in a small gathering like this, it doesn't matter how much meat there is.

As Agulager said, enough wine and enough meat.

Of course, a party will not only have two roasted whole lamb dishes, as well as fragrant braised beef and stewed meat soup. The whole yurt is smoked hot by these dishes, and the fragrance permeates the yurt, which really whets the appetite.

Someone turned on the TV, which broadcast the Avenue of Stars of CCTV 3.

Mongolian singer Guo Qiya is singing Mongolian songs.

Many people at the table started to sing along. Although Guo Qiya sang with a female voice, the chorus of a group of big men on the table was not unpleasant.

It seems that they also often engage in chorus singing, very neat, and the cooperation is also very tacit.

Han Qi didn't know Mongolian, so he couldn't get in the conversation at all.

So far, all the Mongolians Han Qi has met can speak the Mongolian dialect fluently, but this Mongolian dialect is not Mongolian, but Chinese with a serious accent, and the popularity of Chinese here is very high.

But this does not affect their liking for their own national songs.

Mongolian singing is actually very nice, as long as you can calm down and listen carefully.

This kind of language is not as gentle and soft as Wu Nong's whispering in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, but it can give people another kind of bold and unrestrained feeling. From their singing, it seems that you can see the whole grassland, cattle and horses The appearance of galloping on the grassland.

Since Han Qi didn't sing, they booed and asked Han Qi to sing after singing this song.

They didn't know the identity of Han Qi's singer, or even whether Han Qi's singing was good or not. When they said it, they only thought of Han Qi singing a Chinese song.

But they didn't expect Han Qi to sing Hongyan.

After the lyrics were sung, they were dumbfounded.

Long live God, does this person sing so well?
The original singer of this song was Huslen, but he did not write it. This song has been circulated on the grasslands for a long time.Huslen just sang the swan geese in Chinese and became popular, but there are also his own arrangements.

The swan geese sung by Han Qi is the original Mongolian folk song taught by others.

If this song was originally sung by someone, it would give people a feeling of flying far away, but when Han Qi sang this song, due to unfamiliarity with Mongolian, he was a little nervous and often soared high, but it gave people a feeling of flying away. Swan geese fly high, feeling more free.

After a song was sung, one of them quickly asked, "Brother, don't you know Mongolian?"

"I don't know how. I memorized this song by force."

Someone raised their thumbs up: "Amazing! You can sing even better than Qi Ya Ge Ge Mu."

The singer he mentioned is a Mongolian folk singer. Although he is not well-known outside the world, he is very well-known among the Mongolian people.Specially restore and restore some ancient Mongolian folk songs, the sound is very nice.

"Where... I'll just sing nonsense."

Han Qi wasn't trying to be modest, he didn't know much Mongolian now, so he must be singing nonsense.

If he could know the meanings of all the words, his singing would probably be more than three times better than before, because he is most proficient in using the emotions in songs to move people's hearts, but he doesn't know Mongolian, so it is difficult to sing "Swan Goose" ” to impress them.

However, as Han Qi's strongest profession, even with so many restrictions, it still makes everyone addicted.

Then they began to play a game similar to drumming and passing flowers, and whoever was chosen would sing.

Han Qi didn't participate, he went to learn how to make braised noodles.

It seemed that he couldn't walk to the town today, so he had to set up a tent here, but Han Qi had to learn how to make this stewed noodle before going to bed.

The kitchen in the yurt is actually a guest room. On the left side of the house is the bedroom, which has a cabinet and can put some clothes.In the middle are valuables, statues, paintings, etc., and on the left is the kitchen, with cabinets, gas tanks, and various seasonings.

No one had learned how to make noodles with him before, and Gilgrad was a little shy.

"These are materials," she said.

A pile of ready-made noodles, sliced ​​pork belly, naipizi, potatoes, green onions and ginger, green peppers, peppercorns, star anise, dark soy sauce, thirteen spices, monosodium glutamate and salt.

Who dares to say that this is the kitchen of ethnic minorities? Han Qi and he are in a hurry.

Heat the pan, put oil, and fry the meat directly, then add pepper, star anise, green onion, ginger and green pepper, fry for a few times, then add dark soy sauce and salt.

Han Qi simulated it in his mind while watching it, so that he could remember it more clearly.

Seeing that Han Qi was really studying hard, Jillegler continued: "After putting all these seasonings in, fry them a few times, add potatoes, milk skins, and then add water. Don't let the water cover the potatoes. Bring to a boil first, then Simmer on low heat for about 10 minutes."

Han Qi joked, "If you say you are Han, I will believe you."

Jillegler blushed a lot, not because he thought of Han Qi, but because he seldom stayed in the same room with other men...even if they were cooking in the kitchen.

After 10 minutes, she lifted the lid, spread the noodles evenly, put the lid on, and said: "Change to medium heat and simmer for another 10 minutes. It's very simple, not a particularly difficult dish."

"I think I have learned it." Han Qi said.

It's really simple, but it tastes delicious.

And with a little modification, it is easy to make a restaurant's signature dish, at least it looks very good after it is done.

(End of this chapter)