I am a pirate in Ming Dynasty

Time slipped by quietly, and in the afternoon, the two people in their sleep finally reacted.

"What is it, it smells so good!"

Huang Ying, who woke up slightly, twitched her nose twice. The hunger caused by physical consumption instantly swallowed up her reason. With the strength squeezed from her cells, she struggled to get up from the bed.

The maid Zhihua also woke up and shouted in a daze: "Miss, I'm so hungry!"

Huang Ying wanted to say something, but she felt dizzy for a while and only murmured: "Get up when you are hungry. There is something to eat when you get up."

The two figures struggled to get up from the bed like insects, staggering like wilted vegetable leaves, unable to grasp the balance of their bodies at all.

Just when the two of them felt that sense of powerlessness, Qin Shang brought them fragrant rice porridge.

There was something to eat. For the two of them, it was like rain after a long drought. There was no image to speak of. They just grabbed the porridge and started drinking it.

The aroma burst out as soon as it hit the mouth. It was refreshing and had a fresh taste. The slightly salty porridge made the two of them appetite. It didn't take much time for the two of them to finish the porridge. .

After drinking, the two of them regained some energy. Zhihua looked at the empty bowl and looked at his lady with a slumped face, "Miss, I'm still hungry!"

Huang Ying was not much better than Zhi Zhihua, staring blankly at the bowl which was cleaner than her face.

She turned to look at Qin Shang, who was still sitting on the side, and asked with a slightly rosy face: "Is there any more porridge?"

"Also, but you can't eat anymore. You are still very weak. If you can't take care of yourself, eating too much will not be good for you. I will get you some food in the evening." Qin Shang ignored it. With pitiful looks in their eyes, the two people took away all the dishes and chopsticks, leaving the two people seemingly speechless.

"Miss, do you think this Shang Qing has the feeling of Huang Jun, who cares about us in everything?" Zhi Hua muttered.

Huang Ying was also a little aggrieved, thinking about when she had suffered like this at home. Not to mention that she had a few big blisters on the soles of her feet yesterday, and she couldn't even eat as much as she wanted. When she thought about what that guy lied to her last night, she hated her. Teeth itchy.

She is the eldest daughter of the family, and everyone in the family is obedient to her. Not to mention speaking harshly to her, anyone who says something they shouldn't say will be pulled out and taught a lesson.

But since I met this hateful Shang Qing, he not only deceived them, but also starved them. It was a heinous crime and should be punished with three swords and six holes.

The sulky Huang Ying was extremely depressed and subconsciously pinched the little maid next to her, causing the little maid to let out a sweet cry.

Zhihua pitifully touched the two rows of blue marks on his arms, his face wrinkled into a little pumpkin in sadness.

Qin Shangke didn't care how hard the people inside were, but he had worked hard for this meal. What goes into a bowl of porridge is luxurious enough for a farm family.

The old hen was slaughtered and he borrowed some herbs from Sister-in-law Zhang (fortunately, Sister-in-law Zhang had taken medicine for the elderly in the family before and had some tonics left). Qin Shang made a pot of soup and tore the cooked chicken into very small pieces. Small threads, a pot of porridge made with old chicken soup and thin threads.

The porridge that Huang Ying master and servant drank not only had the function of filling the stomach with food, but also the function of replenishing the body's vitality.

However, Sister-in-law Zhang did not ask Qin Shang for a penny for these things, and the two were in a stalemate for a while over this matter.

Qin Shang once again felt the simplicity of the ancients. Usually, Sister-in-law Zhang's family would only drink some rice porridge and make soup with more rice and less rice. She probably wouldn't serve meat twice a year, but for guests like Qin Shang, she was willing to eat rice porridge. All the chickens that lay eggs at home have been slaughtered, which can be said to be unsophisticated.

In addition to her husband and children, Sister-in-law Zhang also has an old father-in-law at home. At night, the old father-in-law who is walking also returns home.

Zhang's father looked stern, Qin Shang said hello when he saw him, and Huang Ying's master and servant, who were already dressed, also hurriedly saluted.

Father Zhang stroked his beard and said: "These little guys do understand politeness. I am a country man, but I don't know so many false etiquette. The visitor is a guest. You can stay here in peace until your adults come to look for you."

Qin Shang smiled and replied: "Grandpa, we are in trouble. It will be difficult to find our family members for a while. Please don't blame the boy for disturbing us."

These words immediately made Father Zhang laugh out loud, "Just stay here, you guys are annoying me, I don't want anything more than what I want!"

Sister-in-law Zhang was about to say something when the sound outside attracted everyone's attention.

The lights in several houses quickly turned on, and everyone in the house ran out.

Under the black night, the outlines of several big men appeared vaguely. Women from several houses came forward excitedly. They were relieved to see that all the men in the family were fine.

It was rustling, and it took Qin Shang a long time to figure out what happened. It turned out that Zhang Chuyi and several village men caught a wild boar in a trap and took a few rabbits. It was a great harvest.

Because he had to take care of two weak people, Qin Shang didn't go out. He saw Zhang Wazi running inside and outside, echoing the adults' voices and shouting: "Eat meat, eat meat! There is meat to eat!" "

The night seemed to be infected by this emotion. In the deep winter night, the whole body of the frozen people was filled with coldness, but here there was a raging fire burning in everyone.

The excitement of the men and women continued until late into the night. Even if they lay down, they could still hear the unstoppable whispers.

Qin Shang had some insomnia. The scene tonight was a bit shocking to him, but he could understand what kind of emotion it was.

Huang Ying also suffered from insomnia. In her opinion, how could a person who has nothing live so happily? This scene was something she had never seen before, and she had never thought that eating a meal of meat could make her so happy?

Thinking of this, Huang Ying turned over, and in front of her was Zhi Hua's face, sleeping very soundly, with a silly smile on her lips.

She turned over speechlessly and looked sideways at the other side. Even late at night, she could still feel the outline of the sleeping person's face in front of her.

Huang Ying thought of the porridge during the day, and knew from Sister-in-law Zhang that Qin Shang had worked so hard to cook it. I heard that this guy almost fainted just to cook a pot of porridge. Sister-in-law Zhang said that he was not in good spirits but still managed to cook the porridge. His perseverance Definitely not a human being.

Huang Ying recalled how they had just met. This guy was a down-and-out guy, but now he had become the butler of his master and servant.

Thinking of the instructions her grandmother gave her before leaving, Huang Ying's face was filled with sadness.

In this way, with extremely complicated thoughts, she didn't fall asleep until very late. In her dream, she kept searching for the purpose of her trip, but she couldn't find it.

Confused, she woke up faintly amid the screams.

The other two people on the bed had long since disappeared. Looking outside through the window, the sun was almost beating down on their buttocks. His face suddenly turned red. Being a guest in someone else's house, being so lazy would make people think of themselves.

I quickly stood up, and as soon as I hit the ground, I felt that the pain in the sole of my foot was much better. There was no tingling sensation like yesterday when I stepped on the ground.

When I walked out of the door, I found several families gathered around and busy, some were boiling water, some were marinating meat with coarse salt, and some were kneading noodles.

The weirdest thing is that Qin Shang is also busy. He is carrying a big basin with colorful pig intestines and some bloody things. Just looking at it makes you sick.

Pig excrement is often something that can be eaten in farmers' houses even if you don't want to eat it. The taste is really good.

Qin Shang has cooked it countless times, and he is very comfortable with cleaning this thing.

But the smell was so overwhelming that everyone else couldn't bear it and stayed away. Zhang Chuyi was a down-to-earth person, so he came closer and said, "Shang Qing, please step aside and I'll take care of it. You are a guest, how can I let you do it?" Do these things?”

Qin Shang said indifferently: "It's okay, Brother Zhang, it's just a little bit of water, I'm very skilled."

Huang Ying was disgusted by this, and Zhi Hua beside her kept pulling her arm and said, "Miss, Shang Qing is crazy. He wants to eat that smelly thing. Please persuade him quickly."

Huang Ying glanced at the people around her and whispered, "Just watch, let's not talk too much."

Qin Shang did not need anyone else's help to collect the water one by one.

By the time everyone reacted, Qin Shang had already sorted out everything, even the pig intestines.

Immediately, the smell in Qin Shang's place disappeared a lot. This scene made other people watch in fascination. They never knew that the water could be treated in this way.

When it was time to cook, Qin Shang took a dip in the pot alone. Due to seasoning restrictions, Qin Shang could only cook some simple dishes.

In order to effectively remove the fishy and muttony smell of food, he also borrowed a small jar of rice wine from Zhang's father and soaked it in water to remove the smell.

When cooking, the most important thing is fat, and lard is the best. Boil some lard first, and then cook the pig intestines directly.

Because pig intestines are oily in nature, the fat is boiled out after constant stir-frying. When there is too much oil in the pot, the fried pig intestines turn into boiling oil.

It wasn't until the pig intestines turned into crispy vegetables that Qin Shang scooped them out piece by piece.

Then it was time to fry other parts. Qin Shang kept the pork liver and soaked it for a while. Finally, after frying other things until almost done, he controlled the blood flow of the pig liver, sliced ​​it into pieces, and cooked a delicious pot. Pork liver soup.

Deep-frying was Qin Shang's impromptu idea. After all, Northeastern China is very famous for its three-fried fried foods. Without rich seasonings, it is not a wise choice to cook these strong-flavored foods. Not to mention whether they taste good in the end, the taste cannot be removed. But what really kills people.

Qin Shang's final result was fried pig meat, a large bowl of solidified lard, and a large pot of delicious pork liver soup.

No one in the small village had ever seen eating pig sesame like this. They all looked over curiously. They were so afraid of the smell of pig sesame that no one dared to try it.

But the aroma is very tempting.

Qin Shang first pinched a piece of pig intestine and put it into his mouth. The vegetables were crispy, and the salty taste of it with a little salt burst out in his mouth instantly.

Zhang Chuyi had been standing not far away from Qin Shang. Seeing that Qin Shang was eating something sweet, he curiously picked up a piece and tried it. As soon as it entered his mouth, he was shocked by the taste.

The upper and lower jaws chewed rapidly, and there were sounds of satisfaction coming from the mouth.

At this time, other people were curious and stepped forward to try it. As a result, everyone couldn't help but praise the taste.