Happy Little Mayor

Chapter 349: 343. Tastes good 4/5

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Lao Wang is not an ignorant person. He has eaten turkey. Last year, he had Christmas dinner at Kobe Bryant’s restaurant. The main course was turkey, but he had never seen a live turkey.

Now that he saw it, he realized that it turned out to be like a peacock, with its tail able to spread out!

Turkeys can not only open their tails, but also fly. The two turkeys immediately noticed the crowd. They immediately spread their wings and flew away. They were probably planning to mate, but they were interrupted like this.

The two turkeys were not flying very fast. Wang Bo followed them and entered the woods. Some similar-looking turkeys appeared inside. It was obvious that this was a flock of turkeys flying over.

"Is there such a lack of food around? First there were wild boars, then deer, and now there are turkeys. How come they came to the pasture so actively?" Bowen asked in surprise.

Wang Bo pretended not to understand and asked: "Isn't it like this in Texas?"

Cousins answered the question with a shrug: "The livestock and poultry in Texas ranches will just run away, but I have never heard of wild animals coming on their own initiative."

"But that's a good thing, isn't it?"

"Sure, good thing, great."

After taking away the pheasants, he met Dongtao chickens as he walked forward. This precious poultry breeds well after coming to the pasture. Wang Bo arrived at the site where Dongtao chickens live. Some Dongtao chickens were frightened and ran away, leaving There are eggs one by one in the chicken coop.

Seeing this, he said: "Very good, choose two chickens that have not laid eggs. Let's try the taste of royal chicken tonight."

Bowen laughed dryly and said: "Forget it, boss, we have pheasants, so why don't we use this kind of chicken?"

"You don't want to eat it? This stuff is very expensive and you can't even eat it in New Zealand." Wang Bo asked in surprise.

Cousins also laughed dryly and said: "Boss, we don't have to eat them ourselves. Since they are so expensive, we might as well sell them. Well, to be honest, they look a bit disgusting."

In this case, Lao Wang did not insist. The castle always had cold meat and selected some lamb and calf meat. In the evening, they lit a bonfire on the grass of the training ground, set up clay pots, poured water into them and boiled them.

New Zealanders do not eat fresh meat. After the animals are slaughtered, the meat must be frozen in order to freeze the parasites and their eggs inside. Chinese people pay attention to eating everything while it is fresh, but New Zealanders do not think so.

Even seafood, many varieties are not eaten fresh, especially freshwater fish and freshwater shrimp, which must be frozen for a period of time. Of course, there is no problem with deep-sea fish, because deep-sea fish have no parasites.

After the water in the clay pot boiled, Wang Bo put the mutton cut into strips, including mutton chops and mutton hind legs, and added ingredients such as onions, ginger, garlic, pepper and star anise, and then stewed it.

Cousins went to handle the pheasant. He wanted to peel off the skin. Wang Bo shook his head and said, "No, just pluck the feathers, bleed out, remove the internal organs, and bring it to me. I'll handle it."

He wanted to make a beggar's chicken. Cowboys accumulated a lot of butter and mutton fat when they slaughtered cattle and sheep. This thing was useless to New Zealanders, but it was of great use to Wang Bo.

With the chicken skin, Wang Bo stuffed onions, ginger, garlic, shiitake mushrooms, rosemary and green vegetables into the chicken belly, then rubbed the chicken with cooking wine and soy sauce, then carefully rubbed it with mutton oil, and finally with mud Wrapped.

Seeing something like a lump of dirt, Hani was stunned and said: "God, boss, you are so good at riding horses. Where is this dark food?"

Chinese Tong Charlie also found it difficult to understand: "Oh my god, don't tell me what kind of beggar chicken this is. As far as I know, it is wrapped in lotus leaves, but you didn't put anything in it?"

The strong man beside him happily licked his tongue and wagged his tail. The dog's face was full of expectant expression: It's okay, I don't mind it, I can eat it.

Xiao Wang opened his mouth wide and his expression was even more hopeful: It's okay, I can eat it even with the mud.

Wang Bo smiled and said, "Let's wait and see. Don't you have confidence in me?"

Charlie shrugged, it was true, no matter what, there was never any problem with Lao Wang's cooking.

The hare was roasted on the bonfire. The snow pigeon that Big Fatty and Erpang had caught before was pickled by Lao Wang and put in the refrigerator. This time he took it out and put a pot on another fire to braise it. Braised snow pigeon in quail style.

This dish is simple. Cut the snow pigeon into four parts. Boil the oil in the pot and throw it in. Add some radish, potatoes, and peppers, and stir-fry with cooking wine, light soy sauce, and dark soy sauce. .

Stewing the mutton requires the most time. It took a full hour of simmering in the clay pot before Wang Bo opened the lid.

As soon as the lid was opened, a strong smell of meat came out along with steam. The young man and the queen squinted their eyes and twitched their noses, and their tails waggled rapidly.

"It tastes pretty good, right?" Lao Wang asked with a smile.

Xiao Wang nodded vigorously, as if he understood this sentence.

The hare has been roasted for a long time, and its color is golden and shiny. The cowboys, among other things, are really excellent at grilling. For a fat hare, only the corners were burnt after roasting.

Eva found a grassy area near a small tree. She spread a piece of plastic paper for picnics. Kidd carried the little Lolita and hung a lamp on it. Because it was a rechargeable lamp, the light was not very bright, but it was That’s ok too.

Taking out the mutton, little Hani wanted to eat it. Wang Bo shook his head. He opened the prepared incubator. There were ice cubes in it. Then he put the packed mutton in and said, "Finger meat only tastes good when eaten cold." .”

After everything was ready, he extinguished the bonfire and dug out the steaming mud lumps inside. Uncle Bing laughed and said, "God, I forgot about this guy, Dark Cuisine, right?"

Wang Bo used the handle of his gun to smash open the burnt mud lumps. They condensed into lumps and fell to the ground piece by piece, revealing the slightly brownish-red roasted chicken inside.

"Why is it this color?"

"It's muddy, that must be the reason."

"Can we still eat it? In fact, even if we don't have this roast chicken, we can still eat the rest."

Wang Bo waited until the heat of the roasted chicken had dissipated, then peeled off the skin, revealing the snow-white chicken.

The big and fat ones have the most sensitive sense of smell. As soon as the roasted chicken is opened, they run over in a hurry. Their short legs move quickly and rotate around the roasted chicken.

Wang Bo tore two chicken drumsticks, divided one each for Big Fat and Er Fat, and divided the rest into two parts and gave them to the Queen and the young man. Little Wang was very dissatisfied and opened his big mouth and roared at him: "Ouch!"

The liger's roar was very shocking. Lao Wang was hit from the front and felt his heart beating faster. He glared and said angrily: "Why are you in such a hurry? Are you here hungry?"

Little Wang immediately wilted. He crawled up to Wang Bo, stuffed his big furry head into his arms, then rolled on the spot and cried out softly.

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