Doomsday Pavilion

Generally speaking, the powdered meat jerky in the base city is roughly divided into three types.

Larger and tender bamboo rat meat, smaller and stronger rat meat, and less popular mole meat.

Mole is an omnivorous animal and lives underground. Its meat has a lingering faint ammonia smell. Those who love it are regarded as treasures. Those who do not love this bite will avoid it, and stinky tofu and smelly salmon. Waiting is a truth.

After the water is splashed and the hair is removed, the mole is grilled with a roasted red stone to tighten the skin.

After this treatment, it can be ensured that the mole's skin and meat will not separate during the cooking process, and the skin will be crispy and tender.

Add water to the pot and bring it to a boil, light a few drops of cooking wine, add the mole meat, and then throw a ball of green onions down and cook for ten minutes.

The reason why rat meat is called powdered meat, it can be seen from this that the cooked rat meat is tender and delicate, and the skin is firm and similar to the texture of large animal tendons.

After taking out and draining the water, sliced ​​a one-centimeter cubed pork, and served him with the soy sauce garlic mash that the old guy wanted.

Zhao Qingcang took a sip of wine and caught chopsticks with rat meat.

"Well, it tastes so-so."

"I think that when I was mixing in the wilderness, the wilderness was not so rich. I did everything possible to get some blind meat, grease it and bake it. The taste is really nothing compared...What a pity, those old guys, But I don’t have a good life like Lao Tzu!"

Patter.

The door was pushed open again, this time there was no one.

Xiao Si put on half of his head from outside with a dog face with two or five eyes, staring at the alloy woven bag thrown by the wandering demon on the ground, and sniffing hard.

Both eyes looked at the Wandering Demon and Zhao Qingcang, and opened his mouth to bite the woven bag and drag it out.

Hey?I said you are too blatant!

"Huh!"

A dusty thing exploded on the dog's face, and the fragments shot in all directions. Xiao Si was smashed and rolled his eyes and became limp.

Clapping the mud on his hands, Zhao Qingcang picked it up just now. He couldn't bear to throw any dishes on the table. He used the mud seal of the wine jar.

Old Zhao snorted, his drunkenness was already on his face, and he wandered around.

"Boy, I told you that if you want to say this is the most delicious beast, it must be dog meat. Dog meat is rolling three times, and the gods are unstable, you know? Hiccups!...what is this? Long sorrow ugly..."

The wanderer licked his lips, "Dog meat."

"Oh, dog meat, dog meat is not tasty..."

Old Zhao pulled Xiao Si by the nape of his neck and picked it up and shuttled up and down.

There are already five drunken old Zhao who can't control himself well, and his breath is like a deep sea.

Xiao Si was so scared that he met his eyes, his body softened like a dead dog, and a stream of red and yellow water spouted down his belly.

"Fuck! Bastard!"

Old Zhao threw Xiao Si away fiercely and slammed on the door panel with a bang.

Seeing the carp opened half of his eyes and let out a miserable howl, a carp got up from the ground, got out of the door and ran away.

Lao Zhao suddenly slapped his face, "Fuck! What the hell I am doing!"

The wandering demon looked sad.

"what happened?"

Lin Chou came out of the kitchen and asked when they saw that their expressions were wrong.

Lao Zhao stared at him while wiping his clothes, "The damn dog outside the door, let's stew!"

"No problem." Lin Chou readily agreed.

Turning around, he went to the refrigerator and dragged a ready-made one out-Xiao Si could still catch the mole, and the ones inside were no longer necessary to rescue.

Lin Chou knows how to cook a pot of dog meat.

After all, he had secretly planned for nine years how to stew Wu Xiaohei into a pot of good fairy meat. In nine years, he can write several military books even on paper, not to mention our boss Lin has put the plan into actual action. .

Then the conclusion should be that the black dog that was madly chased by Twelve Streets is very delicious after being stewed...

Nonsence!

Lin Chou threw some weird thoughts out of his head, burned a large tank of boiling water, and threw the six-claw that weighed about 80 kilograms into the boiling water tank to soak.

Dog meat has no skin, half the taste.

So a little trouble is also quite worth it.

Three rolls of dog meat, this is the first roll.

Preheat the fire in the large firepit, and at the same time faint the six claws.

Because there are so many hairs, they cannot be completely removed even after fading with boiling water, leaving some residual or broken hair hidden in the pores.

At this time, it needs to be grilled in the firepit. On the one hand, it can roast the remaining hair, on the other hand, it can make the dog's skin brittle and tough, giving it a distinctive taste.

When roasting, add some green thatch and wormwood to the firepit at the same time to cool down the smoke and improve the flavor.

When the dog's skin becomes smoky and golden and there is a slight oil leakage, turn off the heat and put it on the cutting board.

Chop off the six hoofs and head, hollow out the internal organs, and discard all except the liver and a little gut oil.

Chop the six claws into large pieces, spread the bottom of the soup pot with tender ginger with stems, place the dog meat, pour white wine, add water to cover the dog meat, and bring it to a boil.

This is the second roll.

Of course, some people call the second boil that the dog meat is directly boiled and fried in a frying pan without broiling, but Lin Chou believes that broiling can better ensure the original taste of dog meat.

After the water boiled, a lot of blood foam and impurities appeared on the surface. Pour out the water and ginger slices in the soup pot, and only take out the dog meat and soak it in the ice water basin.

Change the ice water back and forth until the temperature of the dog meat completely drops to the water temperature, the meat is tight and there is no ginger smell.

Put in the soup pot, add water and simmer.

Dog meat should be served with sweetness, and it is best not to cook it with scallions, ginger, and garlic.

When the water is slightly bubbled, add star anise, cinnamon, tangerine peel, bay leaves, cumin grains and grass fruit.

Lin Chou didn't have the corn vine that was most suitable for cooking dog meat—that is, Morinda officinalis, which was a little regrettable.

So far, it is the third roll.

With dog meat boiled in the pot, Lin Chou was not in a hurry, and washed the six-claw liver and net oil that he had just left.

The net oil is thin and transparent. The liver is carefully wrapped with net oil, and a layer of rice milk is hung on it, and it is roasted on the fire.

Regardless of the minimalist approach, this thing is one of the famous eight treasures of ancient times. At that time, it was called gānliáo (gānliáo), and it was the same famous menu handed down by the emperor Zhou.

"hiss."

"What's the taste? Xiaolinzi, are you frying rice?"

Lin Chou didn't answer, the scent of the ups and downs of dog meat in the Tang Ding soon permeated the entire small hall and spread farther.

Inside the coconut tree hut, Sister Big Breast had just finished praying to Lord Blood God, when Xiaoxue and Xiao Si got under the bed with their tails between them and refused to come out.

"strange!"

Big breasted sister glanced twice, and then a scent of meat floated into her nostrils, and her stomach began to grumble in protest.

The doors and windows of the shed at the foot of the mountain were closed, and Wu Ke was wrapped in several layers of quilts, jumping up and down, scratching his ears, and sweating.

Seeing the vague smoke rising from the small hall, it is now good, and even the fragrance is floating over, so why not make him anxious?

"This damn rain!!"