I'm not a wild eater

Sprinkle the ground hydrochloric acid fruit powder evenly, shake the bamboo stick lightly, and let the excess powder fall back onto the banana leaves.

Put it on the fire and burn it again to consume some of the sour taste of the hydrochloric fruit.

With the boiled water just now, there were seven or eight bamboo sticks in the kiln soon, which were burning as firewood.

"To be honest, I never thought that one day I would eat pork liver and eat it so delicious."

"I didn't eat this thing before, not even a bite."

【Me too, the pork liver is disgusting. 】

[Pork liver is delicious, if it doesn’t taste good, it’s because the person who cooks it is not good at cooking. 】

[I definitely didn't believe this before I said it, but when I saw Master Mu, I was a little shaken. 】

[Where can I buy this hydrochloric acid fruit, buy some and go to BBQ next time. 】

[In the past, some people would buy vinegar to make vinegar, but I haven’t seen it in the past few years, so I can’t buy it online. 】

[Compared with pork liver, I want to eat the pork kidney over there. 】

Take a sip of water and rest.

Muqing held the roasted pork loin in his hand, and took a bunch of it to try first.

After confirming that there is no problem, put all the powder on the banana leaves.

In the end, some hydrochloric acid fruit powder that fell out was also eaten by Muqing, and there was no waste at all.

"belch."

After a full burp, Mu Qing drank the water in the glass.

He looked down at his stomach.

"I'm full, I haven't felt this way for a long time."

"Before, it was normal to eat five or six percent full, and at most eight percent full."

"This feeling of being more than full makes me feel very happy."

"Sao Nian, cherish your happy life of eating at home? Because some people don't have enough to eat."

【Bah, if it weren't for the bonus, I would have believed your nonsense. 】

【Ah, I was almost moved by Master Mu, so I brought back the previous sentence. 】

【Hahaha, don't say that, Master Mu also got this bonus based on his strength. 】

[That's right, I also watched the live broadcast, learned cooking skills, and gained a lot of knowledge that is useless but sounds great. 】

[My pastor is really, very distracted eating and drinking in the wilderness. 】

【Why every time Master Mu wants to be sensational, you come to break the stage, laugh to death. 】

You bunch of fake fans!

Mu Qing got up helplessly, threw the bamboo stick in his hand into the kiln, and added two more firewood.

Take the chopsticks to check the condition of the oil pan.

"A large part of the oil under here has been boiled out. After all the oil is boiled, the oil residue can still be used to make dumplings."

"Chop up the oil dregs, add carrots, mushrooms, scallions, and a little ginger."

"Students who have the conditions can try this recipe. It's really delicious, fragrant but not greasy."

Chapter 100 The Creepy Night

on the screen.

Regarding whether to eat carrots, whether to eat green onions, and whether to eat ginger.

Whether to eat dumplings or glutinous rice balls during the Chinese New Year, and whether to use aged vinegar or white vinegar for dipping dumplings, heated discussions began again.

Muqing found a half-remaining bamboo, pulled it aside, and sliced ​​it into bamboo pieces.

Sit on the stone table and start to make things up.

"When the oil is ready, I will cut the lean meat into strips and fry them in the oil pan."

"Frying can quickly dehydrate the pork, and then hang it on the hillside to dry it, so it can be stored for a long time."

"I'm going to make a colander now, and I'll use it later to scoop up the oil residue and lean meat in the oil pan."

The colander is on the side, and the oil cooking project in the earthenware pot is already halfway through.

Muqing rummaged through the pile of firewood he cut back before, but he couldn't find the ideal branch.

Finally, I chose a small bamboo with a suitable length, put it on the side of the stove, measured some, and cut a small opening with a machete.

I cut a wide bamboo strip, one end was sharpened, and inserted it into the gap cut before.

The wide bamboo strips are reinforced by winding and binding bamboo strips.

Sharpen the end of the bamboo, bury it deeply into the soil next to the stove, and step on it firmly with your feet.

"Hey, in response to everyone's enthusiastic request, today's second prize quiz begins."

"The prize is the pottery bowl."

After finishing speaking, Mu Qing went back to the stone table, took out the lean meat in the basket, and cut it into slightly thicker strips.

The meat strips are all cut, and the color of the oil residue is almost the same.

Muqing took out a slightly sparsely woven small grill from under the bed, and hung it on the wide bamboo strips.

Take the colander from the table and scoop out any grease from the pan and pour it onto the grill.

The oil adhering to the oil residue trickled down.

Muqing piled up the oil residue very concentratedly, very little oil dripped out of the oil pan, and most of it returned to the oil pan.

"Unfortunately, my pottery bowl still belongs to me for the time being."

"Or, you can save it for the next prize quiz, hahaha."

Mu Qing faced the camera with a flamboyant smile.