Cooking a whole table of dishes with pork was something Song Xinran and Wen Chen had done before, so this time they handled it with ease.
Before they even started cooking, the two's actions had already attracted great interest from the audience.
They just looked at each other, nodded, and started taking things out of their backpacks.
The first to be brought out were the most basic condiments, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and sugar, which were neatly placed in small jars on the long table, and everyone had one. Then came the condiments that the audience didn't know much about, all kinds of strange spices, each of which was placed in a special bag, but it didn't do much to isolate the smell.
Some curious viewers came over to take a good sniff. The pungent smell rushed into their noses, causing them to sneeze. They wished they could temporarily turn off their sense of smell.
"Brother Taozi, Xingchen! What was that thing you took out? Why does it taste so strange? I've never seen you use it before..." the audience asked aggrievedly.
I thought it would be something good, but it turned out to be an irritating gas.
Wen Chen smiled and explained: "This is an item that appeared in the village chief's store after the game was upgraded. It is also a kind of seasoning. Weren't you curious before why some of the food I eat has a special fragrance? In fact, many of them are caused by these spices."
He casually picked up a bag of spices, took out a star from it, and gave the audience some scientific knowledge: "This one looks like a star, it's called 'star anise', also known as 'anise'. It feels very hard, and there is a crisp sound when you break it open. It has a sweet smell, and after getting used to it, I find it smells quite comfortable. It can be used to stew meat, and this meat does not refer to just meat, many parts of animals can be used for stewing and braising."
He lowered his head to search for it, then picked up a bag and poured out a handful of something yellow-green that looked a bit like unhusked wheat. "If there is 'big anise', then there must be 'small fennel'. This is 'fennel', which has a similar function to star anise. We'll use it in braised meat and stewed meat later."
Afterwards, Wen Chen waved to Song Xinran and asked him to give a brief introduction to the remaining spices.
The audience was amazed and expressed their surprise.
"That cinnamon bark...wasn't it just picked from a tree? If you don't smell it, what's the difference between it and the dead tree bark you can find everywhere?"
"Brother Taozi said it was indeed the bark of the osmanthus tree, and you are right. But who would have thought that one day the bark could be used as a spice..."
"Who said there are only barks? Cinnamon twigs and bay leaves are actually from the cinnamon tree. What a good thing this cinnamon tree is. The whole body is full of treasures! However, to make them into spices, the most important thing is processing. Without this step, they cannot be added to food."
"The other spices are also very interesting. Although they look ugly, they can be used to stew meat and braise meat. It is said that the meat stewed with them will be particularly delicious. My saliva is already secreting like crazy."
"Warm reminder, everyone just watch the live broadcast, don't be impatient to search or even place an order on Taotao, otherwise the impression of spices you have worked so hard to build will be instantly broken! Don't ask me why, if you ask, it's just that I am impatient QAQ!"
"Fuck, brother, you said it just in time. I almost placed an order. I should quit right away and just watch the live broadcast..."
After introducing the spices, Wen Chen took out a large jar from his backpack, smiled mysteriously, and said, "This jar contains our secret weapon for cooking this time. As for what's inside, I won't tell you yet. You will know it later."
The audience was furious, but there was nothing they could do about him. If they wanted to successfully eat meat, they had to rely on these two food anchors.
Wen Xingyao glanced at the two people who were doing the live broadcast, then turned around and found Bai Li with a smile of understanding on his face. He was a little curious, thinking that maybe Bai Li already knew what was in the jar, so he quietly poked the back of Bai Li's hand, trying to know the correct answer in advance.
In the end, Bai Li played dumb with him, turned his head and blinked his eyes, but didn't say anything, and looked puzzled as if to say, "Why are you poking the back of my hand?" If it weren't for the faint smile on his lips, it would be easy to be fooled by him.
Wen Xingyao discovered that since Bai Li recovered Zhu Qingling's memories, his personality has also changed. If he was still a little restrained before, now he is completely letting himself go!
For details, you can refer to Bai Li's various initiatives in reality, rushing to do everything he should do. In the game, he is like this now, he has guessed everything, but he still pretends to know nothing and pretends to be innocent. At least he should hide the cunning in his eyes before doing this.
"Are you really not going to tell me what's in it?" Wen Xingyao stopped poking the back of his hand and tickled the palm instead. He tickled it sporadically, making people feel itchy inside.
Bai Li's body stiffened. He felt that Wen Xingyao seemed a little dangerous at this moment, so he honestly gave the answer, but he didn't say it very loudly. Probably the volume was only audible to the two of them.
This inevitably requires them to get closer. In the eyes of other players, these two big guys are just whispering in front of everyone. They are so intimate that they ignore the people around them.
As luck would have it, the scene of the two people "whispering" was captured by the live camera, so the audience in the live broadcast room also saw it.
Hearing that his younger brother was going to start a live broadcast of slaughtering pigs, Zhu Moling, who had been waiting in the live broadcast room early, said: "..."
Bah! Bad luck!!
"At such an important moment, what are these two talking about? Are we not allowed to hear the content? They really treat us as outsiders. I am crying!"
"Ahh! I've hit it again. These two are really showing off their love all the time. The official one is showing off their love, and the CP girls are so moved that they're crying!"
However, everyone just said a few more words out of gossip, and when they heard exclamations from the audience in a certain direction, their attention was quickly drawn away.
Everyone originally thought that Song Xinran and Wen Chen would choose to deal with the pork that looked delicious first, but they didn't expect that they would start with the pig blood and pig intestines.
"People in the ancient Blue Star period paid the most attention to like cures like. They believed that people with anemia could eat more blood sausage to replenish their blood, and thus the delicacy of 'pig blood sausage' was born. We found an archaeological video of making blood sausage at that time. Since this is the first attempt, we don't know if it will be successful. Let's just wait and see." After Wen Chen finished speaking, he continued to rub the pig intestines with salt, intending to clean them before the pig blood was prepared.
Song Xinran is responsible for processing the pig blood.
The blood from a pig weighing more than 1,000 pounds filled several large basins, and it was impossible to use up all of it at once. So Song Xinran only picked one of the basins and kept stirring the pig blood with a clean rolling pin to prevent the warm blood from coagulating and affecting the final taste.
After the pig's blood cooled down, he added a little warm water to mix it evenly, then put in the pre-chopped green onion and garlic, followed by an appropriate amount of salt, pepper and MSG. During this process, the rolling pin never stopped stirring. After all the ingredients were put in, he mixed them evenly with the pig's blood, and the seasoning was complete.
The audience was dazzled, and when Song Xinran stopped, they couldn't wait to ask him if he was okay.
However, Song Xinran shook her head and said with a sweet smile: "Everyone wait a little longer, it will be quick, I promise!"
Audience: "Okay, okay, let's wait a little longer. Whatever the chef says is right!"
After calming down the anxious audience, Song Xinran continued to work. He found a piece of fatter pork, cut it into small pieces and poured it into the pot to make lard. After removing the impurities in the pot, he waited for the lard to cool down and put it into the pig blood and stirred it evenly again.
As we all know, refining pork oil will produce a delicacy called "lard residue", which is a good choice to eat directly or with other ingredients. Therefore, the extra lard residue after refining was not wasted at all, and all of it was given to the players who were watching the excitement nearby.
There are not many, and each person can only get one piece at most, but even such a small piece brings a lot of happiness to the players. With the fragrant and crispy lard residue in your mouth, you can eat it with a few crunches, and it is so delicious that it is almost like spiraling to heaven!
This has invisibly intensified everyone's dream of "working hard to upgrade and raising pigs as soon as possible". Pigs are so delicious that they taste good no matter how they are cooked! They can eat this kind of lard until the game goes bankrupt!
Bah, bah, bah, "Your Ran Tian Ju" will not go bankrupt, it will continue to operate forever.
The players at the scene were happy, but the live broadcast room was almost drowned in the tears of the audience. Such a large basin of lard residue was snatched away by the group of foodies before they could react!
These people not only had fast hands, but also ate very quickly. They stuffed the food directly into their mouths as if they were afraid that someone would snatch it from them! Even if those who were watching the live broadcast wanted to taste the lard before it was eaten, so what? It wouldn't really be eaten!
The crying of the audience was so loud that when Song Xinran and Wen Chen were ready to start stuffing the blood sausage, the first thing that greeted them was the audience's request for the return of the lard residue. If they were not allowed to eat the lard residue, they would cry, make a fuss, and even threaten to commit suicide in front of them.
They both: “…”
Finally, they discussed it and decided to cook some lard for the audience at the end so that they could enjoy it to their heart's content. Only then could they barely soothe the audience's wounded hearts.
The next step is to pour the prepared pig blood into the pig's small intestine.
I don't know where Wen Chen found a few thin threads from, and tied them to the end of the small intestine in advance to prevent the pig blood from flowing out. Then he connected the funnel to the other end of the small intestine, scooped up the pig blood with a large spoon, and carefully poured it in little by little.
Before long, the casing gradually filled up from the end of the small intestine, and the pig blood with added ingredients filled it. When a small intestine was filled, the other end was tied tightly with a thin thread, and a blood sausage was ready.
With the first experience, the next few times were much easier. Both of them were used to cooking on the stove, and their hands and feet were very nimble. Soon the prepared large plate was filled with stuffed blood sausage.
Unconsciously, the diameter of the circle of onlookers shrank by several meters. Mo Song and Jiang Huaibi, who were very curious, went straight to the edge of the table. When Song Xinran and Wen Chen looked up at them, they laughed dryly and did not mention retreating at all.
Song Xinran looked up at the two of them, then looked down at the pig blood and sausage casings that were being stared at by the two. Suddenly, an idea came to him, and he asked kindly, "Do you... want to try it?" After saying that, he made a gesture of stuffing blood sausage.
Hearing this, Wen Chen also stopped what he was doing and nodded at the two of them. It seemed that he agreed with Song Xinran's proposal.
This kind of small accident during the live broadcast may bring good live broadcast effects. Jiang Huaibi and Mo Song are considered lucky guests.
This was such a pleasant surprise! The two had originally only intended to come here to learn and try it out at home when they had the chance, but they didn't expect to have a chance to practice. They nodded frantically without thinking and made a promise loudly.
Mo Song: "Really? Then I'm really going to do it! Don't worry, I didn't miss a single step in your blood sausage stuffing. I've learned it completely and I won't waste your ingredients."
Jiang Huaibi: "Me too, me too. It's just blood sausage stuffing... The movements are quite simple, anyone with hands can do it hahaha. You guys must be tired, so go to the side and take a rest first. Leave the rest to me and Brother Mianmian!"
If Song Xinran hadn't suddenly spoken, the other players present would not have discovered that there was a traitor among them. Those standing in the innermost layer of the encirclement immediately showed expressions of regret. If they had known that they could try it themselves, they would have shamelessly done it. In the end, they were taken advantage of by others. It's really... Alas!
Then someone said sourly: "Really? I don't believe it! Don't tell me your brain says I've learned it, but your hands say I need to watch it a billion times more? If you can't do it well, can we do it instead? One of my life skills is cooking, so I definitely have more experience than you two!"
How could they easily give up the job they had finally gotten? Jiang Huaibi and Mo Song suddenly became nervous, and neither of them tried to refute what the player said. They went straight into the game tremblingly under the guidance of Song Xinran and the others.
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