Transmigrator Meets Reincarnator Chapter 185: : Jizhi (2)
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The two men who went out came back not long after, one of them was holding a parcel in his hand, and one of them handed the parcel in his hand to the woman with thick lips around Chu.
The two looked at each other, and the woman took the package and opened it in front of her.
Chu Yun is down, but Yu Guang is staring at the woman in the corner of her eye.
The knot on the parcel was quickly untied, revealing what was inside.
It was filled with food.
A piece of meat the size of two palms, frozen, looks like mutton, a handful of rice, a small bowl of green fruit, and a ceramic bottle. Chu Yan smelled a faint smell of milk, and it was probably not milk or goat's milk.
The woman saw the food in the parcel, took a moment to sigh, and sighed slightly, it seemed a little disappointed.
Chu Xi saw that she took out the piece of lamb, cut a piece, and grilled it on the brazier. The rest was wrapped and wrapped in front of Chu Qian.
She laughed ironically, "Go ahead, do whatever you want!"
It turned out that the woman could still respect and respect Chu Chu because of the order from her master, but Chu Chu had really made her angry just now. She was deliberately trying to toss this precious lady.
The next three men glanced at this side, pretending not to see it.
The woman's approach did not violate the above order. Several people worked together for a long time, but they did not want to offend the woman for this little thing, so they opened their eyes and closed their eyes.
After a while, Chu Yi seemed to be hungry and couldn't stand it, and her belly made an awkward "grumbling" sound. She carefully glanced at the woman with thick lips still roasting lamb, took a few steps, and reached the parcel. Next to it.
A white, slender little hand pulled out of the fox fur and pulled the parcel, then both little hands protruded, and unwrapped the parcel awkwardly.
When she saw what was inside, Chu Zheng opened her eyes in amazement.
She was holding her pink lips and didn't dare to say: "You ... you want me to eat this?"
The woman squinted and squinted, "I urge the townlord to put away those noble tempers! If you don't want to eat, hungry."
After the words, the woman with thick lips seemed to be very comfortable. She had a touch of joy on her expressionless face. She turned the piece of lamb in her hand, and found a small piece of salt from her body. Sprinkle on the lamb.
The smell of roast lamb came out of the tent.
Chu Yan stared at her piece of roasted mutton, looking as if she was in the air, and swallowed unconsciously.
The woman glanced at her, took the mutton off the fire, cut it twice with her dagger, cut it into small pieces and put it in the plate. Then she picked up a piece and put it in her mouth, squinting slightly. A look of enjoyment.
Chu Yan could not help but "Guru" swallowed another spit.
In fact, the lamb roasted by a woman is not very tasty. The only ingredients used are salt and coarse salt. The lamb is just cooked on the fire at will. Where can she eat it? I do n’t know how many days I ’ve eaten roast lamb, and I ’m tired of it.
While the woman with thick lips is tall, she is an authentic southerner. She does not like to eat mutton and beef at all. She hopes to eat a bite of hot rice and a bowl of glutinous millet porridge. It's a pity that a few people can't cook, and they can only do so every day. I just look forward to when the mission is over, and I can go back to the restaurant in Sucheng to have a good meal and treat myself.
The woman pretended to be like this at this time was just for the puffy countryman in front of her eyes.
I'm afraid her tender hands won't even roast lamb!
Thinking of this, a woman with thick lips feels a little relieved.
The woman solved her piece of lamb three or two times. She changed to a comfortable posture and sat down, apparently she was not going to move anymore.
"Xiongjun, we are not your maidservants. What you want to eat, you can only do it yourself now."
The delicate woman sitting aside clutched the parcel tightly with her hand, her head bowed, as if holding back tears in grievance, and then she suddenly raised her head and squeezed her lips tightly. It seemed to decide what.
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She got up and walked to the brazier with a few steps.
She held her head high and stared at the woman not far away, "OK, I will do it myself!"
The woman with thick lips gave a sneer and turned her head. She didn't have any expectation of this town lord, and even thought of a joke in her heart. The corner of her eyes glanced in the direction of Chu Yu from time to time. Let's see what kind of flower this villager can toss out.
But she was quickly taken aback by this idea.
Chu Xi opened the parcel and found a cleaned crock in the corner of the tent. She put the crock on the fire and poured water. Then she took a dagger and cut the piece of raw lamb carefully, again carefully. Cut into small pieces and throw them into a crock.
Then she cut the remaining mutton into slices and skewered on a bamboo stick, and set aside.
Wait for the lamb in the crock to boil the bleeding water, then remove the mutton, change the clean water, pour the rice and diced mutton into the crock, add the appropriate amount of water and a little Goat's milk.
After doing this, Chu Ye turned out a small porcelain bottle from himself and poured some light-colored ingredients that he didn't know about. Then he put the lid of the earthen jar safely.
Then Chu Chu started grilling the skewer of lamb. She first patted the sliced lamb softly, and then sprinkled a layer of something from a small porcelain bottle before putting the skewer on the fire. Plancha.
She didn't place the kebab completely on the fire, but moved a little distance away, as if she was grilling the kebab with the tip of the flame.
She carefully rolls the lamb skewers and rotates the bamboo stick in her hand while grilling. Soon, the fragrant flavor fills the entire tent.
The lamb skewers marinated and seasoned with sufficient ingredients are not comparable to the kind of lamb skewers sprinkled with salt.
I have smelled the taste of lamb skewers grilled on the charcoal fire that floats all the way from the snack street. It is that kind of taste. Although the cumin is missing from Chu's cooking, the taste is worse, but For the Wuwu people who are used to eating rough food, this is simply an irresistible temptation.
Wait until Chu Yi has processed the lamb skewers, and the lamb porridge in the crock is also half-cooked, and the taste begins to spread out.
Rice has a natural flavor, and the lamb flavoured with boiled flavour is added, and a little goat's milk is added. A porridge flavor with a light milk aroma is released, different Due to the thick flavor of lamb skewers, the taste of porridge is fresh and sweet, and it also brings a warmth.
The other three men and one woman in a tent have been watching for a long time!
Especially the woman with thick lips couldn't believe the simple ingredients. It turned out to be a delicious crime in the hands of this delicate and weak and weak countryman!
She is very distressed, and the scent of food goes out of her nasal cavity without control.
Smelling such a scent, and thinking about the half-baked mutton that had just been eaten and sprinkled with salted mutton, she suddenly felt that she was not eating food.
The three men on the other side put down the food in their hands and looked at the same ingredients, but the things they made were indeed heaven and earth, and the three men didn't have any taste in their hearts.
"Yi" spit out the weird mutton in his mouth, and the three of them were crying silently, smelling such a fragrant taste, and they looked at the food that they couldn't bear to see and ate a fart.
It's just like you're watching someone eat a full Han feast, and the bowl you're holding is nothing but porridge.
Where can I have a look at my bowl ...
Chu Yi took the lamb skewers from the brazier, took them off, and put them in small plates one by one. At this time, the lamb porridge was almost cooked. She wrapped the lid of the crock with a cloth towel and gently When the earthen jar was lifted, Chu Yan could feel the four eyes behind her staring at the movement of opening the earthen jar. She shook her little finger and shoved some tiny powder into the earthen jar.
As soon as the crockery was opened, a steaming heat burst out, blocking her movements. With the white gas, the fragrant aroma of mutton porridge came out.
Chu Xi didn't look up at a few people either. He found a pottery bowl and filled his bowl with half a bowl of fragrant mutton porridge. Then he put the lamb slices roasted on the fire neatly on the porridge. .
The dark-boiled lamb lamb with waxy white lamb porridge with milk flavor, the visual impact, almost made the hungry people flew up and took the bowl out of Chu's hands.
Of course, the four people in the account can't do this kind of thing, but they are really irritated by the taste.
Several people have been ordered to lurk already in Liangzhou City for several months. Every day, they eat mutton and beef, otherwise it is the **** green fruit porridge. Even white porridge has not been eaten by several people for months. Not to mention mutton porridge like this.
They are all spies. Of course, it is impossible to study cooking. Of course, even if you want to study cooking, the general level of the Dawu Dynasty is not as good.
Chu Yi took the pottery bowl and sat back to his original position. He took chopsticks from one side and picked up a piece of kebab into his mouth.
I have to say that the fire is just right, it can be called perfect.
Chu Yi has a small face showing an expression of enjoyment after eating the food he wants.
Several people watching next to me are dying.
Even a woman with thick lips showed a little anxiety on her face.
In the end, the tall man with two beards couldn't help it. He inadvertently glanced at the still-warming earthenware jar, which left more than half of the earthenware jar.
There isn't much Chu Chu's bowl at all, except that the upper layer is still piled with lamb skewers.
The man swallowed saliva, got up and stepped over to Chu Yan in two steps, his face was not as expressionless as before.
The man's eyes are squeezing slightly, as if to have a smile, but unfortunately he may not smile very often, so the expression made deliberately to please is even more ugly.
"Township, please discuss."
Chu Yi finally lifted a small face from his bowl, and said, "Huh?"