The peace of the Three Realms depends on me [Food]

22. Hot fat intestines

The vegetable field of Ji Ping'an's family is pleasing to the eye no matter what time of year it is. Even in the winter when the vegetation is withered, there is a different kind of vitality in the vegetable field.The vegetables in one ridge and one ridge grow neatly according to the variety. After harvesting the pickled vegetables and most of the cabbage and radishes, the most abundant green vegetables and cabbages in the vegetable garden are flower-like vegetables.

After entering the vegetable garden, Ji Ping went straight to the side facing the river, where he planted garlic.

There is a saying in the farm family called "seven onions and eight garlics", which means that onions are planted in July and garlic in August.The garlic he planted in the eighth month of the lunar calendar has now grown. They are more than a foot high and the stems are as thick as a thumb, which is enough to withstand the severe cold in winter.

The green slender garlic leaves overlap each other. At first glance, the garlic field is not as neat as the green vegetable field, and it looks a bit messy.But this does not affect their taste. The leaves of green garlic in winter are thick, and the stir-fried meat dishes are simply a must!

There is a thick layer of straw at the root of garlic seedlings, and the stem near the straw is purple-red.Ji Pingan held the stem near the root with a little force, and there was a slight sound of root breaking under the soil, and a garlic with soil left the ground.

Add some garlic sprouts when stir-frying fatty intestines and pork liver, the taste will become more delicious.

A dozen or so garlic can fry two large dishes, so Ji Pingan stopped pulling the garlic.He picked off the yellow part of the tip of the garlic leaves, and then grabbed the outermost old leaves and tore them down. The old skin of the outer layer was pulled to the root to reveal the slightly reddish stem inside.

Ji Pingan peeled off the garlic roots, and he put the garlic sprouts in the bamboo basket.Just as he was about to pick some green and red peppers, a little white flashed in the corner of his eyes.Turning his head, he saw Xiaobai sitting on the fence of the vegetable garden.

Xiaobai's blue eyes stared at Ji Pingan, and Ji Pingan said softly, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Bai said softly, "I don't want to stay with He Lang."

Ji Ping'an immediately understood: "Lang Zi said you again?"

Xiao Bai flicked his tail: "I don't care about him."

As soon as he finished speaking, He Lang chased him out with a broom in his hand: "Don't run away! I'll tell you I'm safe, but this cat scolded me!"

Ji Pingan quickly stood in front of Xiaobai: "Hey? Calm down! Why are you so angry with a kitten!"

Xiao Bai said calmly: "To be precise, he scolded me first, he scolded me as an ugly thing."

What Xiaobai said was the truth, because when He Lang met him for the first time, he said he was ugly, and Ji Ping'an could testify to this.Ji Pingan didn't even need to think about it, He Lang must have said Xiaobai again while he was away.

He Lang said angrily, "Isn't it true that I said he was ugly? He actually asked me to take a pee to see myself!"

Xiaobai corrected seriously: "That's not what I said, I meant: you should go to the pool to take care of your face."

As the Demon Emperor, Xiaobai felt that he was very self-cultivated, and generally he didn't like to speak vulgar words.

He Lang exploded when he heard it, he waved his fist at Xiao Bai: "Look at it! Look at it! It's going to go up to the sky!"

Xiaobai said unhurriedly: "He said he wouldn't talk about martial arts if he couldn't beat me, so he hit me with a broom."

Of course, if Xiaobai can let He Lang hit him, he will turn around and find a branch to hang himself.

Ji Pingan didn't speak, he pursed his lips and stared at He Lang.He Lang felt a little guilty, he chuckled a few times: "Didn't I just see that it can talk, am I teasing it, why are you still angry?"

Ji Pingan still didn't speak, and He Lang felt even more guilty.He cowardly put the broom behind his back: "I see, I won't play tricks on it anymore, okay?"

He Lang knew that he could not see the small animals hurting. In front of his kittens, Ji Ping'an had not turned his face and was already in their affection.

He Lang was aggrieved: "Who is your brother, why do you try to help it speak?"

Only then did Ji Pingan laugh: "When people and cats quarrel, if they can't quarrel, they just fight... Isn't it even more inferior? Besides, you are so big and it is so small, how can you bully the small with the big one."

He Lang rolled his eyes in anger: "It's a spirit beast! The spirit beast is not an ordinary small animal. Look at how small it is, how old it is! What if it's a hundred-year-old monster!"

noob:……

Not only a few hundred years old, although he doesn't remember exactly how old he is, but there are still three or four thousand years old.

Xiaobai looked at He Lang unkindly, but he didn't expect that He Lang looked rough, but his mind was very delicate.Oops, if He Lang continues to talk, will Pingan become suspicious?He doesn't want to reveal his identity just yet.

Xiaobai subconsciously looked up at Ji Pingan, who knew that Ji Pingan didn't take what He Lang said to heart at all.He shook the garlic sprouts in his hand: "Do you still eat fatty intestines and pork liver?"

He Lang's attention was immediately diverted, he was delighted: "Eat!"

The purple-red pig's liver was cut into thin slices by Ji Ping'an, and He Lang sat around the chopping board in amazement: "I'm ashamed to say, as a hunter, I'm not as good as you with a knife. Look at the sliced ​​pig's liver!"

What He Lang said was true, every piece of pork liver on the chopping board was about the same thickness.If He Lang were to cut it himself, he would not have the strength to cut it so beautifully.

Ji Pingan casually put the pork liver on a plate beside him. He added white wine, white vinegar, and a spoonful of fine salt to the plate, and then mixed the pork liver and these seasonings evenly: "Stop praising me, hurry up and start the fire .”

He Lang still needs to watch for a while: "I'm watching how you marinate pork liver, can you just add these few seasonings?"

He Lang likes to eat animal offal, but he can't always do it well.The pork liver he makes always has an indescribable fishy smell, and it is still rough in the mouth when eaten, and there is no feeling of freshness.

Ji Pingan smiled and said: "I didn't know you would come today. If I had known earlier, I would have cut up the pig liver and soaked it in water. If the blood in the pig liver is soaked out, the fishy smell will be much less."

He Lang half understood: "Then what? What are you doing now?"

Ji Pingan said: "Now it's almost time for dinner, I can only use a faster method to remove the fishy smell. It's just a little troublesome, I have to add flour and salt and stir for a while."

He Lang was speechless: "It's so troublesome."

No wonder the pork liver made by Ping An is delicious. So there is so much preparation work?It's no wonder that the pork liver he made has such a strong fishy smell, he always cut it up and put it in the pot!

Taking advantage of the pork liver being marinated, Ji Pingan cut the cleaned garlic sprouts in the bamboo basket into sections.Little Bai's sharp eyes noticed that Ji Pingan had separated the garlic leaves and garlic whites, and he understood Ji Pingan's intentions just by looking at them.

He cut the white part of the garlic with a slanted knife. The slanted knife edge makes it easier to cook the inside of the garlic, and it is also easier for the aroma of the garlic to come out.The garlic leaves are easier to cook than the white part of the garlic. After the white garlic is fried, add the garlic leaves so that the garlic leaves will not be burnt.

After watching Ji Ping'an cook for so long, Xiaobai also saw a little trick!

In addition to the garlic leaves, he also cut the wrinkled green and red peppers he picked into diamond-shaped pieces.The chili flakes look good in a bowl on the side. These are chili peppers that Ji Pingan grows himself. The frost is about to hit, and his chili peppers are about to freeze to death.

Ji Pingan said to He Lang in a slow voice: "Don't you love tiger skin green peppers? Wait a while and pick all the small peppers on my pepper seedlings."

He Lang didn't refuse: "OK!"

Ji Pingan remembered one more thing: "By the way, doesn't auntie like to eat belly lung soup? The belly lung I bought before is cleaned up, so you can take it back too."

He Lang didn't do it now, he sat down behind the stove skillfully and started to light a fire: "How can I do that, is it easy for you to buy some sewers? I'm still here to rob?"

Ji Pingan said with a smile: "When you catch a wild boar, why don't you just give me a pair of water? Besides, I've cleaned everything up, and you can just cook the soup when you go back."

He Lang thought for a while: "Okay, I will thank you on my mother's behalf."

Ji Pingan said in a warm voice while cutting ginger slices: "You and your elder brother are separated now, and Cui Cui will only pass through the house next year, so you can't run to Lan Fu like now..."

He Lang waved his hand: "Stop! I understand the truth! Do you think I'm stupid? If I'm really too busy, at worst I'll send my mother to you! Our relationship is so good, can you watch my mother starve ?”

Ji Pingan chuckled: "Okay, as long as the aunt doesn't dislike me here."

Xiaobai quietly squatted beside the chopping board, looking at He Lang who was chatting and working, he suddenly envied him a little.Of course, he is not envious of He Lang having a lovely wife and mother, but that he can accompany Ji Pingan as a human being, doing things for him and talking to him.

Xiaobai rested his head on his front paws in frustration. He originally thought that he would maintain the appearance of a kitten until his body was raised.But why is he so uncomfortable now?

After the fire at the bottom of the pot ignited, Ji Pingan was ready to stir-fry the fat intestines.After adding a small amount of oil into the pot, he poured the stewed fatty sausage into it.

Fatty sausages are rich in fat. In the smog, the fat precipitated from the fat intestines, and the fat at the bottom of the pot suddenly became more.The color of the place where the fat intestines touched the iron pan also became different from other places, and the large pieces of fat intestines curled slightly and seemed to shrink a little.

They creaked in the passionate touch with the iron pan, and there was a unique smell of fatty sausage in the kitchen.I can't tell what it smells like, but it smells a little smelly.

It was the first time for Xiaobai to experience the smell of the smell Ji Pingan mentioned, um...a little over the top.

The fatty sausage was too dry to taste, and after a short stir-fry, Ji Pingan pushed the fatty sausage to the side, and poured the bean paste that he had prepared earlier into the pot.

This is the bean paste that was dried this summer, and the bean pepper in it was grown by Ji Pingan himself.The bean paste is ruddy in color and fragrant, and you only need a small spoonful of it to stir it with hot oil to make a nice red oil.

At this time, stir-fry a few times in the pot, and all the fatty intestines are covered with a layer of red oil.The smell in the kitchen became more intense, and He Lang couldn't help but started to drool: "It smells so good!"

Pian Ji Pingan felt that something was missing, so he took out the pot of liquor and poured it around the side of the pot.When the white wine and the hot iron pot came into contact, a lot of white smoke rose, and before they flew into the air, an amazing scene happened in the pot.

'boom--'

Xiaobai's blue eyes widened, what a guy!The pot is on fire!

It turned out that what Ji Pingan said was hot, it was really hot in the literal sense!

The author has something to say:

Fatty sausages are so expensive. In our vegetable market, marinated fatty sausages cost one hundred and one catties!Robbing money? !hold head high!

To make a digression, Jinjiang has been very stuck recently. If one day everyone finds out that I haven't updated, it must be because I was stuck and couldn't log in.

Yes, it must not be that I didn’t save the manuscript and write it~