Chapter 62: Red umbrella and white pole, do you want to lie down?



"Yes, leave it to me!" Deng Zhao quickly took a knife and went to the stream with Cai Ji to kill fish.

Chen Muyang cut the wild onions into chopped green onions and set aside.

"La Claw, come and light a fire."

"Let me do it." Gao Yuanyuan put down the skewers in her hand and lit the fire on another stove.

Heat oil in a pan, sauté onions, ginger, garlic, chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns until fragrant. Chen Muyang then added the hot pot base, then with a flick of his wrist, poured the marinated rabbit meat into the pot, even the rabbit head.

The rabbit meat sizzles under the high temperature, and the spicy aroma spreads all over the place.

The women present sniffed the pungent smell in the air, sniffed, and took a few greedy breaths.

“Woof woof!”

The fragrance is so stimulating that the coal balls are not even that stimulating. I just ran to the crowd's feet and waited to be fed.

"What smells so good?" Deng Zhao and the other man, who had just finished processing the fish, twitched their noses.

"Wow, spicy rabbit, spicy Thai pants!" Deng Zhao screamed, and saliva began to secrete from his mouth.

Chen Muyang kept stir-frying and adding seasonings. The rabbit meat became oily and golden brown. He took it out of the pot and put it in a bowl. Yes, a bowl.

Then quickly wash the pot, heat the pot and pour in oil. When the oil temperature rises, scoop up the washed mushrooms and pour them all into the pot.

With a crackling sound, the unique aroma of mushrooms bursts out.

Add seasonings while stir-frying. After being fully and evenly heated, the mushrooms become shiny and slippery.

Chen Muyang sprinkled a handful of wild onion flowers and put the food into a bowl.

The aroma of wild onions filled the air, attracting the rest of the people to stare at the mushrooms in the plate. They couldn't help but stretch their necks and get closer to take a few sniffs.

Then wash the pot clean, heat the pot and pour in oil, pour the small grouper marinated with egg liquid into the pot, fry until both sides are golden brown, and pour in clean stream water.

Song Zhuer's fire was burning very vigorously, and soon the pot was boiling. The milky white soup was rolling in the pot, exuding bursts of fragrance.

Finally, sprinkle some chopped green onions and you’re done!

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