Who understands? I took the library with me to farm

Chapter 19 Frozen mash Laobaigan

Fortunately, the chicken is already dead, so there is no need to cut the chicken's throat alive.

He Miao was quite aggressive when it came to beating people, but he was still timid when facing a dead chicken.

After thinking about it for a long time, I can’t decide, so forget it! A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist, so let’s leave such a difficult matter to others!

"Yuen Long, come here and do me a favor." She made up her mind, got off the kang, and called her husband over.

Feng Yuanlang immediately came forward, like a cute puppy.

"Hey, cut these two chickens up! Just do it as shown in the painting." She dragged Feng Yuanlang to the yard and held the book in her hand before him.

Feng Yuanlang looked at the two chickens with purple necks and paws on the ground, and then looked at the demonstration picture in the book, waving his hands to reject them desperately.

"No, no, the little chicken is pitiful and Yuen Long is scared."

"Hiss!" He Miao deliberately raised his eyebrows and glared, put his hands on his hips, and assumed a domineering posture.

"Yuen Long, have you finished reading the drawing book with the strange kitten? I can tell you, there are more exciting ones later. If you don't obey, you won't read it."

She began to intimidate and coerce.

"If you are willing to take care of these two chickens, I will make almond cheese for you later!"

Painting books and almond cheese, these two things are the ultimate temptation for Feng Yuanlang.

He stood in the center of the yard with his hands hanging down with long, slender fingers and clear joints. He was tall and graceful.

It's a pity that although he is handsome, his expression is timid and hesitant, and he doesn't look very smart.

He Miao is the best at attacking people's hearts. Even if he cheats and cajoles today, he still has to let his silly husband clean up the carcasses of these two animals!

She dragged her feet, took out a short knife from the kitchen, and stared at Feng Yuanlang with interest.

"How about it? You must have never eaten almond cheese, not to mention how delicious it is. If you don't want to eat it, I will give it to Huadi and Dabao?"

She raised the knife in her hand again, and while continuing to tempt her with delicious food, she raised the tip of the knife and made up and down gestures towards Feng Yuanlang's throat from a distance.

"As soon as the cheese enters your mouth, it slides down your throat with a swish! It's fragrant and sweet, and it's ice-cold and cool..."

"I will eat! I will listen to my wife."

Feng Yuanlang's little idiot thought for a long time, but finally couldn't resist the double temptation, and slowly picked up the knife handed over by He Miao.

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The blood of the dead chicken has not yet been released, and the internal organs have deteriorated and produced bacteria. He Miao carefully supervised Feng Yuanlang to pluck the chicken feathers, cut open the chicken belly, and remove all the internal organs.

This is something that requires great caution.

She didn't want to really die again.

"The butt and neck of the chicken are also cut off!"

The tips of chicken buttocks and chicken necks are areas where lymph glands are concentrated. The book also mentions that the macrophages in them can eat viruses and bacteria. They are like large warehouses for storing toxins and must be cut out together and thrown into dirty buckets.

Dayan didn't have rubber gloves, so Feng Yuanlang chopped the chicken with his bare hands. His fair hands were stained with dirt, and the lines of his fingers became more and more smooth as sculptures.

He Miao stood aside and commanded calmly, only moving his mouth but not using his hands.

In a moment, both chicks were taken care of. After washing the cut and wiped parts several times, He Miao began to cook. She specially selected the meat with good texture and cut it into small pieces.

For double insurance, first put the chicken in a large pot, boil the water for a few times, take it out and drain it.

The next step was to marinate the meat, which required cooking wine. He Miao searched through the cabinets in the kitchen but couldn't find it, not even rice wine that could be used as a substitute.

This family is really incompetent at cooking.

While she was worrying, a rough porcelain jar deep in the cupboard caught her eye.

He Miao asked Feng Yuanlang to remove the dishes from the cupboard and then take out the porcelain altar. There was a piece of faded red paper on it that read: Frozen Mash Laobaigan.

ha! If you really want to sleep, just use the pillow. This white wine can be used to make cooking wine!
  He Miao excitedly picked up the wine jar and was about to pour it out when he heard that Feng Yuanlang was so anxious that he could not even speak.

"No, no, no, daddy will scold me!"

"Huh? Tell me, why does dad scold me? What's the origin of this wine?"

Under the guidance of his daughter-in-law, Feng Yuanlang opened the gate of memory and told the reason why this old man appeared here in detail.

Last year, Uncle Gu, a beekeeper in the village, wanted to find a copper pot that could be used to boil honey, because the copper pot could ensure the taste and quality of the honey and would not stick to the bottom easily.

It is impossible for common people in the countryside to use bronze products at will. It is good to have one or two bronze mirrors, but it is really hard to find a copper pot that can cook food.

This news reached Feng Qinkui's blacksmith shop, and it happened that his senior brother in town had a way to get discarded copper tools.

He took the trouble to get it, used his skills, and actually made a usable copper pot, which he sold to Uncle Gu.

This rare copper pot is of good quality and easy to use. Uncle Gu's honey production has increased a lot as a result.

He was so happy that he came to thank him and gave him a jar of home-brewed honey and a jar of wine. It was said that his son-in-law in the town brought him when he visited him.

There are also vanity comparisons among middle-aged men. Uncle Gu mainly wanted to show off his filial son-in-law by giving him wine.

This frozen mash Laobaigan is indeed a good thing. Make it in the summer, harvest the rice in the autumn, brew it in the winter, and leave it to be tasted in the spring.

Take a sip, it's sweet and mellow, soft and long, intoxicating.

Farmers usually drink some soju mixed with water to relieve fatigue. This wine is well-brewed and very strong. Feng Qinkui is reluctant to drink it. Only in special circumstances will he drink two small glasses.

He regarded this jar of wine as a treasure and as a certification of his excellent skills. He was afraid that others would drink it secretly, so he kept it deep in the cupboard.

On weekdays, it is women who work in the kitchen. Whether it is due to status or rules, peasant women have no chance to drink, and naturally they are not interested in this jar of wine.

After He Miao learned this, she felt rebellious in her heart. She poured out a bowl of wine without hesitation and hid the wine jar again.

The chicken pieces are soaked in white wine, which can sterilize and remove the fishy smell, and can also be used as a flavor base. It’s so beautiful!
  If Feng Qinkui knew that this precious drink was used as cooking wine by He Miao, he would definitely roll his eyes in anger.

Dig out a small piece of oil from the meat oil jar, stir-fry it in a pot, add onions, ginger and garlic, stir-fry, throw in a few Sichuan peppercorns and cut dried chili peppers, stir-fry them together until spicy, then marinate them chicken nuggets.

The chicken is not fresh. It has been stewed and stir-fried over high heat. Not only is the meat not fresh and tender, it is also stiff and woody. Adding chili and stir-frying gives it a strong taste, which can slightly cover up the defects in taste.

When the frying is almost done, the necessary seasonings are added to the pot. Finally, a circle of white wine is poured along the edge of the pot. The alcohol evaporates "sizzling" in the pot, and the aroma is completely wrapped.

A spicy chicken dish is ready! Just eat this dish and don’t make a sound once you eat it!

(End of this chapter)