Chapter 562： Robbed (2/2)
Wei Tianxing suddenly,
”It turned out to be so.”
Small pits were dug out on the ground, covered with pebbles, and then a pile of charcoal fire was burned in the pit. When the charcoal burned only red charcoal, the pigeons sealed in yellow mud were placed in sequence and filled with soil.
”Is this all right?”
Lin Chou nodded, and raised a bunch of charcoal fires on it again, baking the top and bottom to keep the temperature.
Put the pot on the fire, spread a thin layer of grains all over the bottom of the pot, place a few green pepper branches in the pot horizontally and vertically, put the remaining three pigeons on top, and cover.
Wei Tian Xing Dao,
”This is good, this is good. Smoked rat meat is smoked with rice. It's very fragrant. I have made it myself before.”
What about rat meat, a very popular thing, almost everyone in the alley can make it, but the taste is quite different.
”Ratmeat is not smoked with rice.”
Wei Tianxing was taken aback, ”Isn't it rice?”
Lin Chou nodded,
”Those are all kinds of grass seeds that have been peeled off, mainly rapeseed and plantain.”
”The dried rat meat smoked with rice is light in color and has a paste taste. Good dried rat meat is the weeds and grass seeds collected by various households. After being peeled and dried, they are smoked with these grass seeds. The oiliness of the grass seeds is If it is bigger than rice, the smoke will be bigger, and the oil and flavor will be more plentiful on the meat, and the dried meat can be burnt yellow and red. The same goes for pigeons.”
When Wei Tianxing thought about it this way, it seemed that this was the truth.
”Then why don't you use beans for smoking? The beans are full of oil and taste better than grass seeds alone.”
Lin Chou rolled his eyes.
”Because of being poor, all beans are used to make tofu, soy sauce and sauce. Beans are more expensive than rice, and rice is reluctant to use beans.”
”...”
Wei Tianxing scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.
”a ha ha ha...”
Lin Chou had a fan in one hand and a fire tongs in his hand, squeezing out the oversized charcoal while fanning the wind, so that the charcoal fire would not be too big, and the pigeons in the smoked pot could not withstand fierce fire.
In half an hour, the pigeons declared the smoked and roasted.
The smoked pigeons are freshly cooked with a faint green smoke, and the oily flowers are still rustling on the skin.
When Wei Tianxing saw the pigeon's skin color, he directly raised his thumb.
”Sure enough, as you said, the oil is plentiful and the color is bright and attractive.”
With a sigh of relief,
”Something is red and attractive... Hey, it tastes so fragrant.”
”not good!”
Wei Tianxing let out a low cry, reached out to grab the pigeons in the pot, but a white light flashed by, and the three pigeons disappeared in front of him like bubbles.
”Warm wine, I say your ancestor!!”
”Ahahaha~”
Wen Zhongjiu was wearing a coarse white cloth, standing on the eaves, with a pigeon leg exposed in his mouth.
”Well, the meat is rich and fat, and it's even rarer to have a herbal aroma. It's a pity that it's not a pigeon, otherwise the flavor will be better... Sister Allier, what do you think?”
The bearded man called Allier croaked the dove bone in his mouth and said,
”You can't eat and sleep, Old Wen, you talk too much and hurt.”
Wei Tian's eyes are cracked,
”Wait, wait... This hatred is not shared!”