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Chapter 41
"call!"

Looking at the slim figures of the two three-petal mushrooms, I was more than relieved, the task and the food are with me!

Three-petal mushrooms don’t want Qinggang to have requirements on the host, and they are not as delicate as chicken fir. As long as the conditions are right, they can be seen in the early morning or after the rain. Because they are relatively large, almost one can be fried in a plate.

He just picked up the three-petal mushroom and went straight to the well. Since Teacher Wang likes to wash it so much, I will leave it to him.

"Is that how you look at it?"

He just spread his hands, yes, that's how I looked.

"By the way, Mr. Wang, I will make the fungus today!"

Wang Shi raised his head and looked at He Zhi in surprise. He knew that this boy was good at craftsmanship, but he was a little lazy and would not do anything he could do without, especially cooking.

Wang Shi was a little hesitant. Speaking of which, he was itching to face these bacteria. Before when there were many people, he always complained about being tired and flustered.

"If you don't do well, I won't let you go."

Not only nodded quickly, he had already figured out how to eat the three kinds of fungi.

Clean the pot. Although chicken fir oil is what he looks forward to the most, whether it is Qinggang mushroom or three-valve mushroom, he should not only pay equal attention to them!
There are many ways to eat Qinggang fungus, but after all, eating too much will cause dizziness, so don't be greedy, and you are more than planning to use it to stew chicken soup.

Poor guys in the chicken pen, they didn't know that He Zhi had already walked towards them with a butcher knife. When they saw He Zhi coming, they thought it was breakfast, and they all rushed to stick their heads out.

"Yo, you're the fastest, it's you!"

Since I want to eat it, I have to deal with Qinggang fungus. I picked the liveliest one, and it has become a hair-shedding chicken on the chopping board in less than twenty minutes under more than a few spring and autumn knife techniques...

There is no other difference from the usual chicken soup. It is more than frying the chicken with oil and salt, then adding water, boiling the water in a wood stove, and then transferring the chicken to a small pot. There is no need to add too many other ingredients. Put a few slices of ginger and garlic, and simmer slowly on a small stove outside for about 45 minutes, and finally add the Qinggang bacteria and simmer for 15 minutes on low heat.

In this way, the soup can best maintain the umami taste of Qinggang bacteria.

The chicken soup was the first thing he did, because it took the longest time, and the chicken soup was boiled in the pot, so he could continue with other things.

Chicken fir is the most delicious. Considering that the group has already exploded, he decided to make oily chicken fir. This is the best way to preserve chicken fir, so that at least it will not be beaten.

Of course, it is impossible to make all the chicken fir oil, so I plan to take some of it out. Fresh chicken fir has a unique taste. He plans to use the meat of the cured pork belly on the wall at home, slice it and steam it together with chicken fir. Ham is used, but isn’t food adapted to local conditions?

Both methods are very simple, just be careful when cleaning the chicken fir, and then tear the chicken fir into shreds.

Fried chicken fir is a well-known dish. It can be stored for a long time if it is well preserved, so that you can feel the deliciousness of chicken fir in the unused season.

It's very simple, heat the rapeseed oil, watch the oil at the bottom of the pot gradually smoke, and feel it with your hands on the rapeseed oil.

He directly grabbed the chili peppers that he had prepared in advance and threw them into the oil pan. After these people took a bath in the pan, a mature aroma was emitted.

It’s more than just pouring the shredded chicken fir into it, and slowly stirring it with an iron spoon. The most important thing in this process is the heat. After the chicken fir is put into the pan, the water is slowly fried.

If the heat is too high, the chicken fir will burn quickly, and those pots of chicken fir oil can become waste oil.

But firewood stoves are not natural gas, and it is not so easy to control the heat. Of course, it must be Mr. Wang.

Watching the chicken fir in the oil pan gradually change color, showing a yellowish color, the whole kitchen is filled with the unique aroma of oil chicken fir.

"All right!"

Wang Shi, who was standing at the stove, couldn't help reminding.

He Zhi nodded, and took out a bag of salt from the side, this was the final seasoning.

As for how much should be added, don't ask, just ask for the right amount.

Take out the big pot that was prepared before, the chicken fir oil is still too hot, it is not suitable to put it directly into the container, so I plan to wait for the temperature to drop in the pot first.

As for the steamed chicken fir, there is no rush, and it can be prepared with lunch later.

Yes, when they came back, they took care of the fungus and sent out the insatiable Qinggang fungus one by one, only then did the two of them realize that it was almost ten o'clock.

Grandpa and the others have already made breakfast, and they have rarely done it in the past two months, and they still feel nostalgic.

After eating breakfast indiscriminately, it wasn't just that they felt busy starting lunch, and this was the scene before.

Three-petal mushroom, not only the mushroom that I ate the most when I was a child, of course it is compared to other wild mushrooms.

There are almost no restrictions on this kind of mushroom. It has been found not only in the garden, but also on the fields and roadsides...

The best way to eat it is to stir-fry it, without any other ingredients, just cook it in the pot alone, and it will be a delicious meal in a few minutes.

"call!"

Looking at the chicken fir that was steaming in the pot, He Zhi finally had time to take a rest.

That's why he runs away when he can cook, don't expect to take the initiative.

"Okay, Mr. Wang, how about a popsicle?"

Not only is the mood good, the weather is even better, the sky is hardly a cloud, and the sky is blue and clear, right?

This kind of beautiful scenery brings the same high temperature. Although the beginning of autumn has passed for a few days, the real heat in my hometown is really picked after the beginning of autumn. The so-called autumn tiger.

Although I got spiritual satisfaction from the operation just now, I got a huge blow physically. I just took off my shirt and twisted my hands. Good guy, wring water out!

"See, Teacher Wang, that's why I don't really want to cook."

Not only did he shake his clothes in front of Wang Shi, what he got was a look of disgust.

Summer's kitchen is indeed hell, even Wang Shi himself, who is burning the fire, is soaked in sweat on his back.

But, "Don't!", it seems that Mr. Wang is still a little brooding about not being able to deal with this meal himself.

Not only did he still take out three popsicles, his grandparents naturally wouldn't eat them, so Xiaoyan had already squatted aside.

He Zhi sucked his big tongue, squatting opposite Teacher Wang, staring at him while sucking, seeing Teacher Wang's scalp numb, and after the big tongue was melted by He Zhi, the whole body looked like a slime, plus That green color...

"Any old popsicles?"

Hearing Teacher Wang's words, he grinned, this smile scared Wang Shi even more, his big tongue faded, and his tongue was dyed green, more than just a smile, that picture.

He Zhi quickly took out the old popsicle hidden behind his back.

"Mr. Wang, it's a bit mellow, don't you mind?"

"Don't mind, don't mind."

After finishing speaking, he took the old popsicle in He Zhi's hand and found an excuse to slip into the kitchen.

It's more than just laughing more happily, it's such a bad taste.

(End of this chapter)