Happy Little Mayor

Chapter 198: 195. The meat smells fragrant

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Being surrounded by a group of people, the little king felt shy again. He lowered his eyebrows and swung his tail and left. Just when little Battier came over and called him, one man and one beast ran into the castle.

Wang Bo thinks that the reason why Xiao Wang is so girly may have something to do with Battier Jr. The two of them like to hang out together, and birds of a feather flock together.

After the wild boar is disemboweled and its internal organs are cleaned, it can be skinned. The pork is dark red in color, and unlike domesticated pork, the meat is firmer.

Lao Wang went up and smelled it. The wild boar meat had a fishy smell. Apparently they not only eat grass but also some small animals.

Pointing to the pork, he asked: "Come on, don't you want to roast it? Go ahead and roast it, smell this damn smell, guys, can you eat it while roasting?"

Charlie laughed dryly and said: "Don't sound so disgusting, wild boar meat is edible."

Bowen said disappointedly: "If you can't bake it, why bring it back? I could have just dug a hole and buried it on the spot."

Wild boars are overrun in Australia and New Zealand. They are not considered food in the southern hemisphere. White people and indigenous people do not eat pork. Maori can eat almost anything, but they cannot eat wild boar.

Wild boar itself has a fishy stench, and local people do not bleed it quickly after hunting wild boars. In this way, the pig blood blends into the dead pork, contaminating the pork and making it taste very bad, even for Chinese people.

The wild boar's carotid artery and abdomen were torn to pieces by the strong men. It struggled to walk for a while, and the blood flowed out immediately, so the fishy smell was not too strong.

After hearing Bowen's words, Wang Bo sneered: "You guys, barbarians! Don't you know how to eat it other than roasting it?"

Kobe raised his hand: "I know there are other ways to eat it, but I don't do it. I don't do wild boar meat. This thing is too dirty."

Wang Bo rolled his eyes and said, "You don't need to do anything, I'll take care of it!"

Kobe has been very busy recently. He has to plan to reopen Sprees' kitchen. Because he is positioned as a high-end restaurant, he cannot use a building block room. He has chosen a site next to a convenience store to build an exquisite restaurant.

Wild boar cannot be grilled, but hare and pheasant are less of a problem.

Under normal circumstances, hares have little fat and oil, but these little beasts in pastures are very fattened by high-quality pastures, and they have accumulated fat in their bodies, so they can be roasted and eaten.

He doesn't need to worry about the hares and pheasants, as long as he takes care of the wild boar.

After cutting the wild boar meat into strips, he sprinkled it with cooking wine and kneaded it with pepper, onion, ginger, and garlic. These seasonings can be used to remove the fishy smell and are most suitable for processing wild boar meat.

After removing the fishy smell, he flipped through the recipe and started cooking.

First, make a sauce-flavored wild boar dish. This is simple. Cut the wild boar meat into pieces, put it into a pressure cooker and cook it vigorously. Pour vinegar and soy sauce into the water. Of course, you need to add more soy sauce, otherwise there will be no sauce-flavored taste

In addition, large pieces of onions, ginger, garlic and seasoning packets must be placed. He brought a lot of seasonings from home and kept them in the dry basement for eating as needed.

Boil the wild boar meat over high heat and the dish is complete.

After rubbing his hands, Wang Bo made another dish of cumin pork. He sliced the pork, called Cousins in and asked him to pound the pork hard with a clean wooden stick.

Cousins said awkwardly: "Boss, this pig is already dead, do you still want to torture it? Isn't this a bit inhumane?"

Lao Wang was speechless. He explained: "Please, this wild boar meat is too hard. It won't taste good or chewable later. Knock it with a wooden stick to loosen the meat and make it comfortable to eat."

Cousins suddenly understood, rolled up his sleeves, picked up the stick, gritted his teeth and started smashing it.

Seeing this, Lao Wang became anxious: "Xue Te, that's not the case, please be gentle, it will be smashed into pulp!"

All the pork had to be pounded. Wang Bo picked a piece that was pounded first. He cut it into slices with a knife, and then put each piece in a seasoning mixed with salt, pepper, Sichuan pepper, soy sauce, and cumin. Wipe it, sprinkle it with starch, and marinate it for a while.

Then he burned the oil, and when it was 7 minutes hot, and the oil smoke just started to appear, he put down the lean meat slices and started frying them until the aroma became fragrant, and then he put the meat slices away.

Finally, pour the onions into the oil pan and fry them. You don't need to fry them until they are cooked, just dip them in the oil. Then put the lettuce under the plate, put the lean meat slices on top, and sprinkle the fried onions on top. , then you can eat it.

Next, he cooked stir-fried wild boar, original large pork chops, soft-fried wild boar tenderloin, and celery-flavored pork shreds. After coming to New Zealand, he always cooked by himself. His cooking skills improved greatly, and he could cook more than ten dishes in one go. made.

Cousins next to him was amazed: "Boss, were you a chef in China before?"

Wang Bo shook his head and said: "No, I work in IT, in the same industry as Bill Gates and Mark Zuckerberg."

After hearing this, the cowboy was immediately in awe: "Snow, boss, it turns out that you are also a high-tech talent. I didn't realize it before."

Lao Wang nodded proudly, and then he felt that something was wrong with what this guy said. What do you mean by not seeing it before? Mud bastard!

The hare and pheasant have been roasted. The young man and the queen led a group of little ronaways around the grill, and the little ronaways' saliva was about to flow into a river.

Xiao Wang was also squatting at the door, looking longingly at the barbecue. When he saw Wang Bo coming, he whined twice, then looked at the barbecue, and kept winking at Lao Wang.

Lao Wang doted on these little beasts. After he went out, he tore the roasted hare in half and gave one to the young man and the queen. Then he took a half-cooked roast chicken and threw it to Xiao Wang, and then took a roasted rabbit and threw it to him. For the little ronaways, instantly, the grill cleared.

Bowen was furious: "Oh, boss, this is our food, you can't give it all to these little bitches!"

Wang Bo said: "To be fair, who caught these hares and pheasants?"

Bowen blinked: "The strong man and the queen."

"Isn't that OK?"

The hares and pheasants being roasted now were those caught by hounds. The hares and pheasants shot with rifles were almost broken after being penetrated by bullets. They also smelled of gunpowder and were not delicious when roasted.

Wang Bo re-roasted the game he killed with a gun, and these were eaten by the dogs and ligers.

Dishes were served one after another, including roasted rabbit, roasted chicken, roasted beef and mutton, and the table was filled with dishes.

There are a lot of people dining in the castle now, including the following six cowboys, Shane Jr., and Haney and his son, there are a total of fourteen or five.

When Haney came over, he brought a few barrels of beer from the convenience store. He smiled and said, "Mayor, Anderson asked me to tell you that you sell all the beer in the convenience store yourself."

Wang Bo said helplessly: "Aren't you all damn drunkards on horseback? Can you drink less?"

"Stop talking and drink!"

Little Honey secretly poured beer into his own cup. Honey glared to stop him. Lao Wang waved his hand and said, "Little Honey and Little Shane, you can also drink some beer. As pure men, you can't drink alcohol but you can't stop drinking either!"

Little Shane said weakly: "I don't want to drink..."

Little Honey quickly dragged him into the water: "It's okay, take a sip, baby, take a sip..."

Little Shane is about to cry!

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