Soon after,
"Monk, although you are in my camp on the first day, you are very lucky."
Suddenly someone said to Zhou Huai'an.
"Just now, King Huang issued an order to reward the troops..."
"Therefore, today is a special slaughter in the military, a good day to eat and drink..."
"meat.."
"Meat...meat"
"Meat...meat...meat"
The crowd in front of Zhou Huaian suddenly roared frantically, and it was actually the time for the killing of animals and teething sacrifices once every five days.
Not only the new pawns of the "Bamboo Spikes", or the pawns of the "Pole Team" from the South, even the old pawns of the "Whistle Head" have expressions of expectation and coveting to varying degrees. Come.
After all, this is an ancient time when material conditions are extremely scarce. For most people at the bottom, there may be few opportunities to eat meat in their lives.
After a short wait, amid the screaming and neighing of a familiar "Second Brother" one after another, a small group of thin animals were driven into the temporary camp; but Zhou Huaian could not help but feel a little disappointed;
These filthy creatures with wrinkled skins wrapped around their skeletons are pigs of this era. They seem to have no general size and shape. In the neighborhood he once lived in, the neighbor’s satsuma who was so lazy and likes to rub children. Yeah it's bigger.
However, for these people in the camp, it was already a huge joy and enjoyment. It was almost swept up by the sharpening of the knife, and divided into several small groups to press them on the ground together;
Then, someone holding various containers of various sizes and sizes they could find was waiting by the side, and as soon as they cut their throats and let them blood out, they took turns to receive them. Then they opened their stomachs and pulled out the organs one by one and straightened them. On the temporarily prepared shelf, the meat is finally dismembered according to the head and tail limbs, and a fan of bloody fleshy meat is piled in a basket, and finally the head of the cook who is in charge of firing brings the pigs in the utensils to the people. The blood was carried away together.
Amidst the look of eagerness to see through, all kinds of exercises are naturally distracted and even worse.
Hate has the smell of burning fat and protein. It is actually the simplest barbecue, not the expected boiled meat or stew. Well, no matter how thin a pig is, it is pork.
However, after a while, he frowned and looked at the half-rare meat that was obviously roasted in red and black. In the end, he could not eat it.
Although the agricultural and sideline products of this era are known as pure natural green crops without industrial pollution, all kinds of parasites, viruses, etc. are also part of this pure nature.
Therefore, the romance of eating wild game directly in the wild is the result of beautification and simplicity of film and television themes. With no oil, salt, bloodletting and other processing methods, the taste of just relying on fire is really touching. Not to mention the risk and probability of winning the bid;
It should be known that pork, which is known for its omnivorous and universal stocking in this year, also has a considerable risk and probability of wild infection; even if the boiled water does not have enough temperature and time to kill and disinfect, the corresponding probability of infection cannot be guaranteed, let alone It's just a simple external fire.
Therefore, in this era, pork and other things are eaten by the lower-class people who have no choice. They are vulgar meats that are not yet on the table. People who are a bit more demanding will find ways to get some grass-grazing beef and mutton to start a party, and appear in official households. And among the recipes of the upper class, there are only herbivores such as cattle, sheep, deer and horses;
And it was not until the 1970s and 1980s after the founding of New China that the problem of rice and pork completely disappeared in the vast rural areas because of the relative abundance of woods and the establishment of food hygiene standards.
The same problem will also occur in freshwater aquatic products in rivers close to human settlements. On the contrary, some offshore fish and aquatic products have much smaller problems and are more suitable for direct consumption.
In the end, he just tried to use this piece of pork at the chef to see if he could find something to deal with it.
"You monk is really not good or bad..."
Seeing Zhou Huaian walking over with a piece of meat, someone suddenly laughed in the temporary room.
"Good things were wasted..."
"Guys have been waiting eagerly for many days..."
"Go..."
Then, a few of them were blasted out by a slightly old voice.
"Man is a monk who is compassionate, and there are still taboos..."
"Which is comparable to you clay sticks..."
Afterwards, a down-to-earth old man with gray and wrinkled hair surrounded by greasy and blood-stained drapes opened the yellowish curtain and walked out a full of breath.
"Speaking of this practitioner, I really don't have anything vegetarian here."
"There are only a few leftovers made of pot stickers. Can you just put them down?"
"It's easy to say, as long as you eat it..."
Zhou Huaian suddenly saw several buckets lying on the ground and couldn't help but ask with bright eyes.
"Where did this come from..."
"Oh, here are some fresh goods from the nearby river,"
"But apart from the fish and shrimps, there are not many people left eating here..."
"Well, can I use this meat for some..."
Zhou Huaian asked politely
"Okay, just take them all"
The old chef said disapprovingly.
"Anyway, there is nothing anyone wants in the camp..."
"Next, I have to borrow from the chef who has already used it..."
Zhou Huaian said again.
"Row.."
The other nodded.
"It's just that I have to watch from the side..."
The so-called stove fire is especially simple, that is, a large flat pot is set up in the pit that is dug out for the fire; but there is also a place for providing hot food and boiling water.
Then, Zhou Huaian used the bottoms of those buckets to find some oysters, razor razors and shell vegetables, as well as a complimentary duck egg, and burned a small pot of fresh soup; after scooping off the floating impurities and froth, he poured it on the overnight brown rice pot stickers The top bubble is soft, barely enough for a full stomach.
After using this piece of meat as a stepping stone, plus the display and sharing in the subsequent cooking process, Zhou Huaianhe soon became familiar with the old chef; knowing that the other party is called Lao Feng but has no specific name, he is also Henan University. The drought and the locust plague couldn't survive, and the old rebels ran out, and they had been working in the kitchens of the rebels for many years.
"This is really a good start,"
After eating a simple meal, Zhou Huaian said to himself, especially one of the people in charge of the logistics department who mastered daily necessities, food, shelter and transportation. There is no harm and no harm in playing good relationship skills, even if the other party is just a chef. (End of this chapter)