Chapter 367： Rolling Stone Roasted Goose (2/2)

I have to say that the skill of bald-head digging the stone pot has improved greatly. The edge of the pot is not thick or thin, which not only ensures that it is strong and not bad but also easy to conduct heat. The inner wall is also very smooth.

In less than ten minutes, the vigorous flame heated the stone pot to the right temperature. Except for the two swan ribs, Lin Chou chopped the other parts into meat pieces no more than half an elbow and poured them into the huge stone pot. Stir fry.

Huang Dashan was full of pity,

”Tsk tsk, it's a waste to chop such a big goose leg.”

Qiongqi's swan meat is very rich in fat. As the bright red meat turns light red, a light yellow oily water quickly accumulates at the bottom of the pot.

Huang Dashan and Wei Tianxing approached together, sniffing,

”This meat has a delicious taste.”

”Well, it's rare. I don't feel greasy at all after smelling this. There seems to be some faint fragrance of grass and petals. Is this the smell of Qiongqi flowers? No wonder Lin Xiaozi calls them Qiongqi swan, wonderful It's wonderful.”

Another larger pot was also set up, and according to Lin Chou's instructions, it was filled with yellow mud dug from the ground and a small amount of river sand for stir-frying.

Lin Sorrow said,

”Be sure to pick out the large stones and debris inside and pick them out.”

Huang Dashan shouted sharply,

”Wu, the bald guy, listen to Grandpa. If you find a stone in it that is larger than your fingertips, I will pluck out your hair one by one, and you can hear it clearly.”

I heard Nima had a claw.

The bald head was roaring in his heart. This kind of bullying is really **** performed more than a hundred times a day. I don't do it...cough cough cough, I can bear it.

While his bald head was frying the loess, his eyes glanced at the swallow who was helping Lin Chou with his work.

What a nice girl, I’m gone, isn’t it the Swallow who is being oppressed? This is absolutely not good, how can a woman with a bald grandfather be bullied by another rotten bald, I can’t leave!

Before he finished his bald head, he saw Huang Dashan threw a cloth bag to the swallow.

”Go, Swallow, sprinkle this bag of salt into the bald-headed clay pot.”

The bald head is cracked, I can't leave! ! !

Lin Chou stir-fried a pot of goose meat until it was golden and oily, with almost no water remaining on the surface, emitting a slight burnt fragrance.

”Well, it's almost there.”

Sprinkle in a handful of malian leek and green salt to shovel out the meat, stuff it directly into the belly of another Qiongqi swan, and finally sew the opening with a straw rope kneaded from the stem of a banana leaf.

After rinsing the stone pot, boil a large pot of water, put a lot of pepper and green salt, and pour the swan thoroughly after the water is boiled.

After repeating this twice, Qiongqi's swan's feathers are easy to fall off, pulling out the thick, hard and long feathers while it is hot, leaving only relatively small down feathers.

Boil a pot of boiling water, pour the water into the bald yellow clay pot, and stir until it becomes a paste.

Wei Tianxing's eyes brightened,

”Wonderful, wonderful, Brother Lin, is this going to be a flower goose?”

Lin Chou nodded,

”It's almost the same way, paste yellow mud on the surface of Qiongqi swan, and wipe every gap between feathers.”

Wei Tianxing rolled up his sleeves, ”Let me do this, Lao Tzu is professional!”

A white light rose from Wei Tianxing's hand and reached the hot mud. The white light was like a substantial hand holding the mud out of the cauldron and began to smear the swan.

Lin Chou told him to bald,

”The stove over there is piled high, the fire is increasing, and there are more pebbles around.”

In less than half an hour, Wei Tianxing wrapped the whole Qiongqi swan into a round mud egg. Lin Chou tied a thick layer of banana leaves on its surface to prevent the yellow mud from deforming and falling off, and put it directly into the bald head. In the U-shaped stove on the side.

”Take down the stove, bury it whole with hot stones, and then regenerate a pile of fire stones, and put them on continuously, heightening and thickening.”

”Telling!”