The high forests of the Shudi Mountains have never lacked any game, and they are all people who are not afraid of people. It is just that the productivity of people in this era is low. If you want to get back only game and improve the food for the whole family, not everyone can have that. ability.
Occasionally there are wild boars that rush down the mountain to steal food in the ground, which is almost a problem that the whole village can solve, because they are either hoe or stick in their hands. If they could have a shotgun, the game on the mountain might have died out long ago.
For ordinary people, if a kid in someone's family says that he can hunt, he will never have to worry about finding a daughter-in-law.
In the evening, the two really hit a wild boar back. Liu Mang threw the wild boar on his shoulders into the yard and smelled the scent floating from the kitchen.
"Is my uncle cooking again?" Liu Mang sniffed.
Seinfeld was also surprised. Wu Zheng said before that the octagonal grass fruits he took were spices and she still didn't believe it, but when the smell came out, she couldn't help but believe it.
Seeing the surprised Liu Mang, Song Feier couldn't help but smiled proudly: "Who else is there besides him?"
"Uncle, what kind of dish is this cooking, it is so fragrant."
"If I say he got the herbal medicine from Uncle Yun, do you believe it?"
"Herbs can have such a fragrance, why don't I know?"
Song Feier smiled and said: "Not only you don't know, I wouldn't believe it if he didn't show it to me today!"
At this moment, Wu Zheng heard the movement in the yard and walked out, and when he saw Liu Mang also in the yard, he smiled and said, "Big Brother Liu is really good at it. After only going out for a while, he hit such a big wild boar back."
Liu Mang smiled and said, "I didn't fight this. It was the master who overwhelmed this idiot with a single arrow. I just helped the master to carry it back."
Wu Zheng smiled and said, "No matter who of you fights, stay here for dinner today."
"Really?"
Liu Mang’s eyes lit up. To say that the dumplings made by Wu Zheng last time were really good. He didn’t know that Liu Mang had grown up so old that there were such delicacies in this world, which was eaten by immortals in the sky in his heart. He doesn't know what it is, but it should be similar to that bowl of dumplings!
It’s a pity that the stockade is poor, and Dadang’s family didn’t have a lot of gifts. They only ate two and left the rest for his father. Who told him that his old man’s mouth is bad when he is old. And the sparsely chopped meat in this dumpling is perfect for his father.
It was also because of the dumplings that made Liu Mang regretful. When his father sighed at his heart because of his bad teeth, he felt pain in his eyes every time he looked at him, but how could he never think of chopping up the meat
Looking at Liu Mang's face of eating goods, Wu Zheng smiled and said: "Of course it is true. By the way, there is also Uncle Liu. I will invite Uncle Liu to eat hot pot in the yard with the two of us today."
Wu Zheng ran to the next door to ask Uncle Liu, while Liu Mang helped deal with the wild boar.
Uncle Liu is also Liu Mang’s father, Liu Wen. Now he is also full of praise for Wu Zheng’s cooking skills for the dumplings that day. When he heard that Wu Zheng made some delicious food today, he would naturally not follow him. This post is polite.
People invited over, made a pot of good tea and asked Feier to accompany the old man to chat in the yard for a while, then together with Liu Mang, he carried the processed pork into the kitchen, took out the big bones and boiled the soup, and then cut it. The next two pieces of pork were put into a jar buried on the ground, and Liu Mang, who had nothing to do, went to the stove and burned.
In less than half an hour, a pot of broth became milky white under the fire of Liu Mang. Sprinkle a handful of salt and stir it with a spoon. Spread a little and taste a bite. The taste is very good. The wild boars raised in later generations are just like this. It's incomparable.
As soon as Liu Mang saw something to eat, he slapped the ash from his hands and scooped out a bowl for himself. He squeaked and said, "Uncle, you can be hot! There is no strange smell at all, it's quite delicious. "
Wu Zheng smiled and picked up the salt shaker on the stovetop and put it in his hand and smiled: "If you use refined salt, the food will not smell strange."
"Refined salt?" Liu Mang looked at the jar, isn't it refined salt? So he leaned in immediately and said, "Uncle, your bet with Zhao Yi is finished?"
Wu Zheng smiled and said, "It's just a little trick. When the matter with Zhao Yi is over, I will give you a basket."
After speaking, he lifted the jar on the ground and took out the two pieces of pork that had been put in before and began to slice. Liu Mang walked over holding the salt jar and smiled: "Grandpa, this is what you said." #br... (this chapter) Finish)