The wild wife is busy farming in ancient times

Chapter 121 Hometown Taste

The coating powder is adjusted, and the crispy powder is also adjusted.

Picking up an empty basin, Qian Sisi went downstream.

At this time, Xing had already skinned the wild boar and was opening it.

Qian Sisi waited on the side, waiting for Xing to take out the lard for her.

Fu followed again, helping her carry suet star back to the cave.

On the firepit that has been built long ago, set up a clay pot, quickly cut a few pieces of suet and throw it into the pot.

Then, Qian Sisi slowly began to cut the suet.

At noon today, I want to fry fried chicken and crispy meat, so at least half a pot of oil is needed.

Full of anticipation, Qian Sisi did not forget to pay attention to the clay pot.

Seeing it heat up and making a squeak, and watching the few pieces of pork suet that were put in first in the pot glow with oil.

Only then was Qian Sisi relieved, and put most of the chopped pork suet into it.

Add some firewood and smell the oily fragrance of the cave.

Qian Sisi walked to the entrance of the cave and shouted at the top of her voice, "Old... Gong, have you divided your meat?"

"Bring me a piece of hind leg meat first"

No matter what the words fell, Xing didn't answer, turned around and went into the cave.

Sit at the cutting board and wait.

Lifting a leg of meat, he could smell a fragrant star from a long distance. After entering the cave, he saw Qian Sisi cooking a pot of suet in a clay pot.

"You're going to eat this"

He seriously doubted whether Qian Sisi was stupid.

I want to eat suet cooked in this way.

Don't you usually not eat white meat?
Pointing to the big pot on one side, and asked Xing to put down the meat, Qian Sisi said: "Didn't I tell you, I use it to fry oil, that's not how I eat it, you'll know when I fry the oil "

"..."

No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't think of how Qian Sisi would eat these suet.

If you can't figure it out, Xing doesn't want to.

Turn around and leave the cave.

Next, Qian Sisi cut the meat while waiting for the frying board to be finished. She thought it would be faster to fry it if it was bigger, so she cut it into long strips two fingers wide.

After she finished cutting the meat, and put it in the flour, put the marinated chicken in one corner.

At this time, most of the oil in the pot has been fried.

The smell of oil filled the entire cave.

After taking care of the prey, Xing entered the cave, smelling the fragrance that he had never smelled before.Seeing that the suet in the pot had shrunk severely, I thought of the sweet fruit I ate yesterday.

He said firmly.

"Drink that water"

It smelled so good that he swallowed down his mouth when he smelled it downstream.

Qian Sisi looked at Xing's rolling Adam's apple, and said with a smile, "I eat it, but I don't drink it either. I want to use it to cook."

Turn with a bamboo spatula.

It feels like there is no sinker underneath.

Pull out a few pieces that look dry and skim the oil on the side of the pot.

"Give me a bowl." Qian Sisi pointed to the small bowl and asked Xing to fetch it for her.

Scoop a few not-so-dry bits of oil into a bowl.

Sprinkled with a little salt, Qian Sisi handed the bowl to Xing.

"you try"

Xing took it, and couldn't wait to twist a piece and send it to his mouth.

"Kacha...Kacha"

The rich aroma of oil explodes in the mouth, but the light salt neutralizes the greasy feeling.

Although fat, it feels different from roasted white meat.

Xing, who has never eaten such a taste, squints his eyes enjoying it.

"fragrant······"

"It's very fragrant." Looking at the enjoyment on Xing's face, Qian Sisi turned her head away.

When I was a child, my mother always waited by the side when frying oil, so that she could eat the oil residue as soon as it was ready.

Sometimes, I can't wait, just jump in front of my mother.

Then my mother chose small pieces, slightly dry ones, to satisfy her hunger.

Smelling the aroma of the oil, she was actually not only greedy, she also wanted her family to die.

But what's the use of thinking.

She can't go back!
While eating the greasy residue, Muran felt that Qian Sisi beside him didn't keep asking him if it was good like before.

Turning his head away, he saw Qian Sisi lowering her head.

There was a lot of sadness radiating from his body.

I thought it was because I only cared about eating for myself and got angry for not giving it to her.

Twist the last piece of oil residue in the bowl, and send it to the mouth of Qian Sisi who is hanging her head.

Feeling extremely depressed, Qian Sisi opened her mouth and swallowed the oil residue around her mouth.

Chewing blankly.

"Well..." So fat?

Mouth full of oil.

With that mouthful of oil in her mouth, she wanted to vomit but was reluctant to eat it, and the oil residue that was only half fried was too fat for her.

She dare not eat.

In the end, he couldn't resist the scent in his mouth, closed his eyes, just like letting her take poison, chirping, chirping a few times, chewing it and swallowing it.

"Why are you feeding me?" She didn't dare to eat because she was afraid of getting bored. Who knew that Xing would feed her when she was in a daze.

"you don't like"

He obviously tastes delicious, right?
"It's not that I don't like it, but the oil in it hasn't been fried dry, it's too greasy"

Otherwise, if she could resist the temptation, she would have tasted it long ago.

I have never heard of the word Qian Sisi said.

Xing didn't understand what it meant: "Tired?"

Scratching her ears, Qian Sisi didn't know what to say for a while.

"Yes, yes, it's oil, it's too oily, I can't eat it"

Pursing his lips, his mouth still feels oily, Xing agrees that "it's a little oily"

"Right, I can eat it when the oil in it dries up"

"Yeah" replied lightly.

Xing Leng glanced at Qian Sisi.

All that Qian Sisi gave him was for him to eat.

So gradually, she got used to eating what Qian Sisi gave him.

Just now he thought that Qian Sisi hadn't eaten, so he got angry.

··It turned out not to be.

So, why is she suffering.

Pursing his lips, he wanted to ask, but he didn't.

The two people who were thinking about each other were not talking.

Qian Sisi stirred the oil residue that had obviously shrunk, and waited patiently.

Not long after, Qian Sisi, who was drooling like a river, finally felt that the golden yellow in the pot would burn if she didn't pick it up.

Quickly start the pot.

I returned some firewood, and used a bamboo filter to completely fish out the oil residue into the basin carried by Xing.

At this time, the oil temperature in the pot is too high, which is neither suitable for frying chicken nor crispy meat.

Wait for the oil in the pan to cool down.

Qian Sisi scooped up a spoonful of salt and sprinkled it on the oil residue.

Then eagerly twisted a piece and fed it into the mouth.

"Kazi...Kazi, delicious...so fragrant" crunchy and fragrant, with a touch of salt.

Oil residue may be the only hometown flavor that you can eat no matter where you are.

Chewing contentedly.

Seeing Xing looking at her without moving, Qian Sisi picked up two pieces and stuffed them into Xing's mouth.

After eating two more bites in succession, Qian Sisi was satisfied.

Clap the salt on your hands, and tell the star who is carrying the basin: "Don't eat too much, you will still get tired if you eat too much"

"Um"

Piece after piece of oil residue was fed into the mouth.

Xing didn't have the greasy feeling Qian Sisi said at all.

It's just that Qian Sisi asked him to eat less, so he agreed.

"Current yo..."

Oily smoke and fragrance overflowing.

Xing ate the oil residue and watched Qian Sisi wrap each piece in sticky yellow sticky chicken nuggets, coat them in a layer of dry flour, and put them into the pan.

Seeing her again, she put the meat in the yellow batter into it piece by piece.

Take out when the meat turns golden brown.

In the frying pan, large pieces of fried chicken are still frying, while small pieces of crispy meat have already risen from the pan.

Feeling that the oil temperature was too high, Qian Sisi quickly withdrew the two firewood.

"Husband, help me first"

One person is really too busy.

Qian Sisi hurriedly called for help.

(End of this chapter)