Chapter 74 Clay Pot Rice (Part 1)
It's called a hot dog stand, but that's actually what Jiangyou called it based on his past life experience. According to the stall owner, he sells prepared meats, including all kinds of sausages, ham, bacon, bacon, cured meat, and cured pork ribs.
Because it was late at night, he was hungry after setting up his stall, so he just picked up a few sausages and grilled them to fill his stomach. Unexpectedly, the aroma attracted the surrounding shop owners and helping workers, and he ended up selling sausages for some unknown reason.
The stall owner is also a talkative wolf-orc uncle, and he is an old acquaintance of the wolf aunt. His name is Olin Huo Doro, and he runs a hillside farm in the lush pasture of Xijiao Town. He raises chickens, ducks, cattle, sheep, pigs and everything else, and his business scope is extremely wide.
Jiangyou used two nickels to buy two grilled sausages, which he shared with Aunt Wolf. The sausages were rich in meat, chewy, and not fishy at all. They sizzled with oil after being grilled, and were exceptionally delicious both in person and in spirit fire.
After finishing the sausage soul fire, Jiang You licked his upper and lower jaws and asked curiously, "Uncle Duo Luo, do you have any beef on hand now?"
"Yes." Uncle Wolf walked to the back of his stall and took out a piece of fresh beef from a cold box. "This is tenderloin. If you want brisket or leg, I can find some for you."
"Pork tenderloin would be fine, and a sausage! Do you have eggs? Give me a few, too."
The meat wasn't expensive. Uncle Duo Luo was a genuine "wolf," and the tenderloin weighed a full two kilograms. The sausage was long and thick, weighing a pound each. There were only three eggs, which were just a bonus. Jiangyou managed to secure all of this for just three copper coins. Uncle Wolf also gave Jiangyou a flyer for his shop, telling him to buy meat whenever he wanted.
"His sausages are delicious!" Aunt Wolf said cheerfully. "To remove the fishy smell, they use licorice and orange peel in their sausages. I don't know how they do it, but they're fragrant, sweet, and not bitter at all. They're really unique."
Aunt Wolf's eyes lit up as she spoke: "Hey, I think this sausage would be really delicious if paired with your soy sauce!"
"Of course, soy sauce and Chinese sausage are a perfect match..." Speaking of this combination, Jiang You was reminded of the clay pot rice from his hometown. If only there was a clay pot... Wait, what's that stall selling? Clay pots?
She quickly ran to the stall that hadn't opened yet and said to the old man who was carrying various clay pots, "Uncle, do you have any pots for sale?"
"Yes." The old man put down the pile of clay bowls in his hand and turned to point to a pile of clay pots in the corner. "Those are clay pots. Little girl, take a look and see which one you want."
"Is there anything shallower, heat-resistant, and suitable for cooking?" Jiangyou gestured.
The old man thought for a moment and brought out several clay pots of varying depths. "Take a look at these! When it comes to heat resistance, these are the best. I added spodumene to the clay, so it can burn for years without cracking! Witches love to buy potion pots from me. They can dry-burn, making them perfect for drying herbs!"
Jiang You: No, I don’t need to make potions, I want to use it to make clay pot rice!
Jiangyou picked up a pot that was very similar in size and depth to the clay pot she had used in her previous life and examined it carefully, thinking that it might be useful. She asked the price and found it wasn't expensive, only five nickels for the whole pot.
Jiangyou bought three pots at once. Clay pot rice is her specialty. She can make a pot to fill her stomach later. Maybe she can serve it as a rare dish tomorrow to attract customers.
She also took the old man's flyer. The old man's name was Isaac. He was a member of the Witch Forest Commune and ran a small earthen kiln in the north of the commune.
After a quick tour, he gained a lot. Jiangyou suddenly had the illusion that he was visiting an exhibition... Well, there are many merchants gathering during the Midsummer Carnival, so how can it not be considered a large-scale commercial exhibition?
She carried the pot, carrying the meat and sausages, and returned to the warehouse she rented with Aunt Wolf who was holding the eggs. In no time, she set up the snack stand again. Jiang You dived into the pile of ingredients she had bought during the day and took out a bag of indica rice and some juicy green vegetables that she had bought from Holly.
This kind of indica rice is obviously different from glutinous rice. It is similar to the silk rice from her hometown. The rice grains are long, crisp and fragile. Although it is also difficult to grow, it has no magical properties and is not considered a magical material. The price is much lower than that of glutinous rice, and it is only slightly more expensive than the best wheat.
Jiangyou also bought a few pounds of soy sauce specifically for cooking. As a southerner, she still likes soy sauce with rice the most.
After washing the indica rice, put it into a clean casserole coated with peanut oil, and then add water to cover the rice. Jiangyou tested the water level with his knuckles and grinned widely.
Soak the rice for twenty minutes first; this will saturate the rice, making it more juicy and easier to cook. During this time, Jiangyou washed the greens and sliced the sausage. She picked up a piece of sausage and sniffed it with the help of the spirit wood. Sure enough, she detected a distinct sweet aroma, slightly similar to Cantonese sausage.
"I guess the taste won't be exactly the same, but it should go well together." Jiang You muttered.
Seeing that the rice was almost ready, Jiangyou put the casserole on the stove and brought it to a boil over high heat. When he saw the water bubbling, he immediately turned the heat to the lowest, covered it with a lid and simmered it.
This time is just enough for the craftsman to leisurely cut the beef tenderloin into slices and mix it with starch and water.
After simmering for ten minutes, Jiangyou opened the lid and poked the rice with a bone chopstick. When he felt it was cooked to the right degree, he neatly placed the sliced sausage and juicy vegetables on the rice, and then cracked an egg in the middle.
Still cover the pot with the lid and continue to simmer over the lowest heat for five minutes. Jiangyou also sprinkled a little peanut oil along the lid to make a more perfect rice crust.
——The soul of clay pot rice is the rice crust!
Five minutes later, she turned off the stove, opened the lid of the pot, and poured freshly made soy sauce onto the clay pot rice. Suddenly, an overbearing aroma of salty and sweet sauce, sausage and rice filled the air with the steam, attracting everyone around to turn their heads and look over here.
Andrei, who had just finished his patrol, seemed to be summoned by the aroma. He and the apprentice knight came over carrying a table and chairs. "We met some witches on the way, and they asked us to help bring the table and chairs you borrowed."
The witches borrowed three tables and twelve chairs from Takumi, and the two knights made several trips to transport them. While they were busy, Takumi quickly stir-fried beef with scallions and ginger, adding soy sauce to the mix.
The table and chairs are set up, and we can start eating!
Clay pot rice is a top delicacy engraved in the bones of Cantonese people. It may seem ordinary and simple, but only those who have eaten it know how delicious it is.
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