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The next morning, Du Heng was busy. He wanted to make roast chicken, roast duck and roast rabbit today, so he took the chicken and duck out of the refrigerator early in the morning. He took out five chickens and five ducks, and Xuan Yu helped him pack the remaining rabbits.
There is a place in Du Heng's hometown that is particularly good at eating rabbits. Cold rabbit, spicy rabbit cubes, roasted rabbit, and rabbit brains have formed a complete industry chain. It is said that no rabbit can walk out of this place alive.
Du Heng had eaten the rabbit there before, but he couldn't eat anything too spicy, so he ate the local braised rabbit.
The ducks packed by Yunyanlou are fat, with a thick layer of fat under the skin. Such ducks would be too greasy to be made into salted duck, but they are just right for roast duck.
Du Heng took out the duck and cut off the duck head, wings and feet. There was not much meat in these parts, so they would be easily burnt when roasted. But if they were cut off, they would make a nice snack, such as braised duck wings. Du Heng could also eat several of them.
After cutting off the excess parts, Du Heng also chopped off the duck's butt. He chopped off a little more to prevent the smell from changing.
He took the processed duck to the pool and washed it carefully. The ducks from Yunyanlou had their internal organs cleaned when they were purchased, so Du Heng only had to drain the blood.
After cleaning the duck several times, Du Heng took out a hollow bamboo tube, which was only as thick as his little finger. He inserted the bamboo tube into the layer between the skin and meat on the duck's neck. To make the roast duck crispy, blowing air into it is essential.
This is a job that tests one's lung capacity. When Du Heng was pressing the skin next to the duck's neck and blowing air with his cheeks puffed out, Chonghua came into the kitchen. Seeing Du Heng like this, he was stunned for a moment: "Hey? What are you doing? It seems very interesting."
Du Heng looked at Chonghua and smiled brightly: "Chonghua, you are here?" Chonghua shuddered: "Huh?"
Now it was Chonghua's turn to blow air with his cheeks puffed out. Du Heng cheered him on: "Come on, come on! My goodness, your lung capacity is amazing!"
Under Du Heng's gaze, the duck became rounder as if it was inflated. If Du Heng hadn't tied up the chopped-off duck wing tips and duck legs with a string in advance, the duck would have probably been deflated by Chonghua.
If Du Heng were to blow air into the five ducks, it would probably take a long time, but with Chonghua, it would be done in a short while. Du Heng gave Chonghua a thumbs up: "You are awesome, Chonghua!" Chonghua said arrogantly with a purple face: "I thought it was no big deal, but this is it?"
Du Heng was very grateful: "Thank you very much, it's a great help."
Chonghua felt a little embarrassed. He scratched his hair and laughed, revealing his two little fangs.
Du Heng slapped his head and said, "You are here for breakfast, right? The porridge and buns are in the pot, can you help yourself?"
Chonghua was stunned for a moment: "Eh? I... I actually came to see the Ghost Weeping Bamboo."
Yesterday, Chonghua was beaten to death and dug out a bamboo, and put it in the yard after returning. Later, after Du Heng baked the cake, he and Xuan Yu found a place near the window to plant it.
Du Heng felt sorry for the thin bamboo, and wondered if it could survive. Fearing that it would fall, Du Heng propped it up with three sticks. The bamboo looked even more pitiful in comparison.
Chonghua finally drank the porridge and ate the salted eggs and buns. He watched Du Heng pouring water on the roast duck and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"
Du Heng kept working, pouring boiling water evenly on the duck's skin, trying to get every part of it. He said, "I pour some boiling water on the roast duck, which can remove the smell of the duck and make it dry faster when I hang it to dry later."
Chonghua was shocked: "Why is it so troublesome?"
Du Heng smiled and said, "It's OK. After it's dried, you have to brush it with crispy water and then let it dry again. You have to brush it four times. After brushing it with crispy water and letting it dry, you can add marinade and put it in the oven."
Chonghua wanted to roll his eyes immediately: "This is too complicated. After all this work, will you still be able to eat it today? It's so troublesome, I'd rather not eat it."
Du Heng chuckled: "I have a secret weapon."
Chonghua looked over curiously: "What secret weapon?"
Du Heng waved his hand: "Come with me." Then Du Heng went upstairs carrying the wooden basin with the duck in it.
There were bamboo poles on the terrace for drying bacon and salted meat. Du Heng tied a rope around the ducks' necks and hung five ducks on the bamboo poles. After hanging the ducks, he took out a bowl from the wooden basin. The bowl was half filled with a yellowish liquid.
Zhonghua, holding a bun in his mouth, leaned over and sniffed: "What... is this? It tastes a bit sour and sweet."
Du Heng used a small brush to dip the water in the bowl and stirred it. He smiled and said, "It's crispy water. It's made by mixing honey wine and white vinegar. If you apply this on the duck skin, it will be crispier after roasting, and the color will be very beautiful."
Chonghua blinked: "Then...where is the secret weapon?" Du Heng smiled: "Don't worry, you will see it soon."
There is a formation on the terrace, and drying things on it for a day is equivalent to drying them in natural conditions for four or five days. Du Heng hung the duck on the bamboo pole for a while, and the duck skin, which was still dripping with water, began to dry. It felt cool to the touch, but it didn't get wet on your hands.
Du Heng smiled and said, "If it were natural time, it would be really troublesome to eat roast duck, but with the formation, the drying time will be greatly reduced."
Du Heng picked up the small brush in the bowl and evenly brushed the crispy water on the duck. The crispy water contains honey, and after brushing it on, if you touch the duck skin, it will feel a little sticky. The color of the duck brushed with crispy water is slightly darker than that of the duck without it. Du Heng brushed it very carefully, fearing that he would miss any place.
Chonghua squatted beside Du Heng with a bun in his mouth: "Why is it so troublesome? You are really patient. If it were me, I would rather not eat it."
Du Heng smiled and said, "I think it's okay. I feel very happy when I see people around me eating the delicious food I make. I am not very useful. I don't know how to practice cultivation, and I can't explain profound principles. But as long as I can make people around me eat delicious food and make them feel happy, I think my efforts are worth it."
Chonghua turned his head and looked at Du Heng. He licked his greasy paws and said, "Du Heng, you are pretty good."
Du Heng was stunned for a moment, and he looked at Chonghua in confusion: "Huh?"
Chonghua said to Du Heng seriously: "I'm sorry, I actually wanted to eat you before."
Du Heng: !!!
Chonghua said: "When Master Xuan took you back to Dongji Mountain, I looked down on you. You are a human cultivator, and you are so weak. In my opinion, you will only bring trouble and distress to everyone in the village. Yesterday I saw you in the bamboo forest, and I wanted to eat you, but I didn't expect the Ghost Bamboo to save you. Now it seems fortunate that I hesitated. If I really hurt you, I wouldn't be able to eat the delicious cakes and buns, drink porridge, and even less eat the delicious food that follows.
"I apologize for my previous recklessness. If you need any help from me, just let me know. I will definitely do whatever I can!"
Chonghua smiled brightly at Du Heng, revealing two small pointed canine teeth. Du Heng saw Chonghua's smile and couldn't help but think of the big cat he had when he was a child. He raised his hand and touched Chonghua's hair: "You have helped me a lot! Thank you!"
Chonghua stared at Du Heng's hand and chuckled, "Your habit is a bit similar to Lord Jing's. Lord Jing also likes to touch my hair sometimes."
Du Heng quickly retracted his hand. He was so used to touching Xiaoxiao that he couldn't control his claws. How rude!
With the blessing of the formation, the crispy water applied to the skin will dry up quickly. When Du Heng applied the crispy water for the third time, he heard Lao Dao's voice: "Mr. Du? Mr. Du?"
Du Heng poked his head out from the terrace: "I'm here!!"
Lao Dao was carrying a basket of golden pears on his back. He looked up and said with a smile, "Doctor Jing asked me to bring you some pears."
The pears in Jing Nan's yard started to ripen a few days ago, and Jing Nan waited for a few days before picking them.
Du Heng said gratefully: "Thank you, Lao Dao! Can you put it in the kitchen for me? By the way, breakfast is in the pot, help yourself!"
Lao Dao responded and went into the kitchen. Da Huang... Da Hundun also followed Lao Dao into the kitchen.
Chonghua lay on the terrace and said, "The village has changed a lot since you came here."
Du Heng asked with a smile: "What's changed?"
Chonghua pointed at Xuan Yu who was skinning a rabbit in the courtyard and said, "Master Xuan never talked much to us before."
Du Heng looked at Xuan Yu, and saw that Xuan Yu had tied a rope to the tree branch where he made tofu in the yard, and tied the rabbit's neck under the rope. Xuan Yu used the tip of the knife to cut a vertical cut on the rabbit's skin, and he pulled the skin on both sides of the rabbit's neck downwards with both hands.
Xuan Yu tore off a complete rabbit skin, and after peeling off the rabbit skin, the pink rabbit meat inside was exposed. There was not much meat on the rabbit's limbs, and the rabbit skin could not be pulled off at the edge, so Xuan Yu used the tip of the knife to cut a circle along the limbs.
Xuan Yu took off a complete piece of leather, put it in the backpack beside him, and folded it one by one.
This was not the end of the game. After folding the rabbit skin, Xuan Yu began to deal with the rabbit body. Although this was a legendary beast, in Du Heng's opinion, it was just an oversized rabbit. After shedding its skin, the rabbit revealed its big belly. Xuan Yu's knife scratched the belly, and the internal organs and intestines in the belly immediately fell down.
There was a large wooden basin under the rabbit, which contained the rabbit's internal organs. Du Heng felt that there was not much edible part of the rabbit after removing the internal organs, but there should be a lot of things that could be cleaned out of the huge stomach.
It’s just that Du Heng is not very good at cooking rabbit’s internal organs, so these internal organs can probably only be handled by Xuan Yu.
Xuan Yu removed the rabbit's limbs, leaving only the bare rabbit body in the middle. He untied the rabbit body from the rope and threw it into the backpack next to him that was specially used to store rabbit bodies.
After finishing one rabbit, Xuan Yu quickly hung another one on the rope. His movements were smooth and flowing. Although he was clearly killing, he did not seem to have any hostility or murderous intent. Even when skinning a rabbit, he was as serious and dignified as a disciple from an aristocratic family.
Du Heng narrowed his eyes and looked in Xuan Yu's direction. He suddenly became curious: "What was Xuan Yu like before?"
Chonghua supported his chin and leaned his body casually on the balcony railing. Chonghua said: "Master Xuan is a man of few words. When we came to see Feng Jun before, he was mostly in seclusion. Unless we encountered a very troublesome problem, Feng Jun and Master Jing would call him to listen together. However, Master Xuan still speaks very little, and none of us dared to talk to him."
Chonghua laughed and said, “If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I would have even thought that Master Xuan was possessed by a strange creature.”
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Was Xuan Yu like that before? I really can't tell. But Du Heng figured it out after thinking about it. When he first arrived in the village, Xuan Yu lived alone in a dilapidated house, and he even sat on the ground when he meditated.
Du Heng used to think that Xuan Yu couldn’t take care of himself, but after getting along with him, he found that Xuan Yu was very good at taking care of others.
For example, right now, Du Heng was cutting pears on the chopping board. Xuan Yu had already served him the porridge and placed it on the table: "Du Heng, it's time for breakfast."
Du Heng removed the core of the pear, and the sweet pear juice flowed all over his hands. When he heard Xuan Yu talking, he just cut out a piece of pear without skin, and he turned around and stuffed the pear into Xuan Yu's mouth: "Is it delicious?"
Xuan Yu chewed it and smiled: "Sweet, the Snow Jade Fox Tribe's Snow Jade Pear has always been a tribute, so it tastes naturally good."
Du Heng was shocked: "What tribute? Who are they providing for?"
Xuan Yu said slowly: "There are demon gods in the demon world. Now there are three demon gods in the demon world. The tribute is naturally provided to the demon gods."
Du Heng smiled and stuffed a piece of pear into his mouth: "Oh, I'm so lucky that I can eat the fruit offered to the demon god. Thanks to Jing Nan and Feng Gui, otherwise I might never know that there are such delicious pears in my life."
Xuan Yu smiled and said, "Let's have breakfast."
Breakfast consisted of white porridge with three steamed buns and some fried pickles to go with it. Du Heng gulped down the whole bowl of porridge, devoured a steamed bun, and also grabbed an egg cake.
His stomach was full of sweet and salty food. He touched his belly happily and said, "I feel like I've gained weight since I came to the village."
Jing Nan just walked in: "Gaining weight? Impossible, you will start practicing in the spring next year, it will be difficult to gain weight. Help me get a bowl of porridge."
Jing Nan was extremely lazy. Du Heng thought that when he arrived in the village, he must have had an illusion when he saw Jing Nan working in the spiritual field with a backpack on his back. This guy would rather sit than stand, lie down than sit, and would order others around, but would never do anything himself.
Not long after Lao Dao arrived in the village, he was ordered around by Jing Nan. Du Heng even wanted to shed tears for Lao Dao.
Xuan Yu calmly placed the bowl of porridge in front of Jing Nan: "I have peeled the skin of the beast, can I ask someone from Miaoyi Pavilion to make a cloak for it?"
Jing Nan blinked, he was a little surprised: "Oh, are you serious?"
Xuan Yu said: "A beast is still a beast. I see the quality of its leather is good, so I'll make one for Du Heng. He is weak, and it will be more convenient for him to travel with this."
Du Heng, who was drinking porridge, trembled and almost spit out his porridge. He is weak? ? What a joke, his body is like a small stove! Wasn't he warming Xuan Yu every night? How could you say he is weak?
Du Heng said sadly, "I'm not weak, not at all. Do you want to make a fur coat? Don't make it for me, make one for Xuan Yu. Jing Nan, I tell you, Xuan Yu's health is really not good, he's as cold as ice."
Jing Nan chuckled and drank a mouthful of porridge calmly: "Don't be so modest, you two. I'll go back and ask the people from Miaoyi Pavilion. This is the skin of a black beast. It's a pity you could come up with it, Xuanyu."
Du Heng looked at Xuan Yu in confusion: "What's wrong with the beast? Is it very advanced?"
Xuan Yu said calmly: "It's not very advanced, it's just that this thing can deceive people, because it looks cute, many cultivators have been deceived by them. They have their own supporters in the demon world. We use their skins to make clothes, and some people may not be convinced."
Jing Nan sneered, "A bunch of spineless guys, relying on this thing to cheat people, and you still dare to say that you are their fans? Forget it, I still want to order a coat made of animal skins. Hey, if you have the guts, come to the village to talk to me."
Jing Nan picked up the bun and took a big bite: "The pain from my bottle of immortality pills has not dissipated yet!"
Du Heng asked Xuan Yu weakly: "Has Jing Nan ever been deceived by a blackmail beast?"
Xuan Yu whispered Jing Nan's pain: "Jing Nan spent three hundred years refining a furnace of elixirs, but was cheated by a blackmail beast. The blackmail beast ate his elixirs and smashed the jade bottle that contained the elixirs and left it at his doorstep. Jing Nan was almost mad."
There is such a thing? Du Heng wiped his sweat. So, it was good that he didn't hear the evil beast speak? It is said that people who hear the evil beast speak will be attracted by their cuteness and then be deceived by them.
Jing Nan snorted twice: "Don't blame me, Xuan Yu's natal spirit sword was deceived by the blackmail beast, and its whereabouts are still unknown."
We are all deceived, no one is superior to anyone else. Is it interesting to laugh at others when you are only fifty steps ahead?
Du Heng looked at Xuan Yu: "My natal spirit sword was deceived?"
Xuan Yu nodded expressionlessly: "Hmm..."
Du Heng could sense the sadness in Xuan Yu's tone. He patted Xuan Yu's shoulder sympathetically and said, "I'll let you eat the biggest leg of the roasted rabbit later!"
Jing Nan laughed and said, "The black beasts never dreamed that they would be wiped out by you, hahahaha! The pain of the villagers who were hurt by the black beasts finally found an outlet."
Who would have thought that Du Heng, who had the lowest cultivation level, could kill a rabbit when he was so angry? He chopped off eight evil beasts with a knife, and the evil beast family suffered heavy losses! Jing Nan and the others were immediately in a good mood.
After breakfast, Du Heng continued to serve his roast duck. The roast duck, which had been brushed with crispy water four times, had a slightly hardened skin, and felt a little sticky and oily. Du Heng took the ducks off and placed them in a wooden basin.
In the wooden basin was the seasoning for roast duck that he had prepared. Du Heng had never made roast duck before, and he figured out these seasonings based on his many years of experience eating duck. He put cumin powder and five spices in it, and added some of the ingredients that could be added.
The marinade smells a bit salty, but the duck is so big and needs to be roasted, so not much marinade will enter the meat. Du Heng is very satisfied with his skill in mixing seasonings.
The roast duck seasoning contained large pieces of pears. He had heard from the owner of the roast duck restaurant next door that putting fruit and marinade together in the duck's belly would give the roasted duck a fruity aroma, which would be much more flavorful than just marinade. Jing Nan happened to bring pears, so he cut a few and mixed them with the seasoning.
Du Heng placed the duck in a wooden basin and began to apply marinade inside and outside the duck. He carefully stretched his hand from the duck's buttocks to the inside to apply the marinade, and then stuffed a handful of pears inside.
After stuffing the duck's belly with marinade, Du Heng took out a bamboo stick with sharp ends. He used the stick to patch up the hole in the duck's butt. Fearing that he didn't patch it tightly enough, he lifted the duck's neck and shook it. After confirming that the marinade would not flow out of the duck's butt, Du Heng put the duck in the wooden basin again.
After he finished cooking all five ducks, he brought the wooden basin to the kitchen. The ducks would be put into the oven soon!
Now he was going to roast the rabbits, which needed to be marinated. Du Heng took three rabbits and placed them in a wooden basin and brought them to the terrace. Marinating them on the terrace for an hour was equivalent to marinating them downstairs for four or five hours. Why not save time?
The marinade required for roasted rabbit is different from that for roasted duck. Roasted duck is eaten with sweet noodle sauce or something like that, so the taste does not need to be too strong. Roasted rabbit is different. Roasted rabbit can be eaten directly after it comes out of the oven, so the marinade needs to be a little stronger.
Rabbit meat has a grassy smell, and there aren't many delicious roasted rabbits in Du Heng's hometown. But he has eaten delicious roasted rabbits elsewhere, and his impression of roasted rabbits is that they are spicy. Therefore, Du Heng added a lot of peppercorns and chilies to the marinade, which looked bright red.
Du Heng asked Xuan Yu to make many cuts on the rabbit. When Du Heng evenly spread the marinade on the rabbit, the rabbit was bright red and exuded a strong smell of chili and pepper.
He hung the rabbit on a bamboo pole, and after marinating it for an hour, he could take the rabbit out and put it into the oven together with the roast duck!
When Feng Gui entered the kitchen, he saw Du Heng mixing the batter. Feng Gui wandered over: "Huh? What are you doing?"
Du Heng didn't even raise his head: "Make some sweet noodle sauce to go with the roast duck at noon."
Feng Gui glanced at the bowl in Du Heng's hand. There was a bowl of thin flour water in the bowl. Feng Gui frowned slightly: "Is this the sweet noodle sauce?"
Du Heng smiled and shook his head: "We have just started. This is the first step. Add ten times the amount of water to the flour, and then add cooking oil, soy sauce, sugar, etc...."
Feng Gui waved his hand: "Don't tell me this. I won't understand even if you tell me. It's OK as long as it tastes good."
Feng Gui is indeed a practical person. He sat down with a bold gesture and said, "Make me a portion of the dough dumplings you made for Xiaoxiao yesterday."
Du Heng: ... Did Xiaoxiao even tell uncle about the extra meal? So Fenggui didn't eat breakfast just to eat the noodles?
Du Heng's mouth twitched: "Feng Daxian'er, the breakfast I left for you is in the pot."
Feng Gui didn't care: "No, I want to eat the noodles."
What could Du Heng say? He could only resign himself to his fate and put down the bowl in his hand: "Okay, okay, noodles are noodles."
These people in the village are all big guys. Now Du Heng takes a look and thinks that the most reliable one is Xuan Yu from their family.
Look at Jing Nan, he is almost lazy; look at Feng Gui, he is like a child when he is making trouble. Du Heng can only sigh helplessly, what else can he do? He can only spoil them.
Feng Gui gave a thumbs up to Xuan Yu at the door and raised his eyebrows: "What do you think? Am I still the best?"
Turning into a puppy to drink soup is not something he would do. He never hides what he needs, and he must drink a big bowl of noodle soup!
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Feng Gui finally drank the dumpling soup, and it was just as delicious as he imagined. Feng Gui didn't even leave any soup. He put down the bowl and burped in satisfaction: "This is delicious. Can I have this for lunch?"
Du Heng was stirring the sweet noodle sauce. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "We're having roast duck for lunch. Don't you want to have dumpling soup instead of roast duck?"
Feng Gui thought for a while and said, "Yeah, that's right. I'll save it for tomorrow." With that, Feng Gui floated away, and when he went out, he looked at the wontons at the door provocatively.
Du Heng felt that Feng Gui was going backwards. He actually made faces at the little yellow dog? Oh... where was his image?
The fire in the pot was lit, and Du Heng poured the batter into the pot. The batter he prepared was relatively thin, and it started to become sticky after stirring for a while. At this time, he added the same weight of soy sauce as the flour. As soon as the soy sauce entered the pot, the white batter immediately turned red.
After the soy sauce was put into the pot, he added more sugar and cooking oil than soy sauce, and then added a little bit of fine salt.
The low fire at the bottom of the pot slowly licked the bottom of the pot, and Du Heng leisurely stirred the batter in the pot until the batter became thick, and the sweet noodle sauce was ready!
Du Heng took out a jar and carefully put the noodle sauce into it. Sweet noodle sauce is a good thing. It can be eaten with roast duck or put in pancakes in the future. Du Heng always asked the boss to add more sweet noodle sauce when eating pancakes. He liked sweet noodle sauce as much as he liked meat sauce.
After making the sweet noodle sauce, Du Heng wanted to make some lotus leaf cakes.
The lotus leaf pancakes made by Du Heng are not quite authentic. Ordinary lotus leaf pancakes are fried in a pan, but Du Heng steamed them.
He took the flour and kneaded it into dough, then rolled it into long strips and pinched it into dough pieces. He rolled each dough piece into a palm-sized circle, like the skin used to make dumplings. Du Heng brushed soybean oil on both sides of the skin, and then stacked them one by one.
After every ten sheets, Du Heng would brush a circle of soybean oil on the edge of the leather. Then he would pick up a small rolling pin and gently roll out the leather.
The leather was squeezed and gradually became thinner, but it also grew larger. When the leather became two or three times as large as it was at the beginning, he put it in a steamer on the side.
A steamer can hold several layers of leather. Du Heng stacked the rolled leather on the steamer and then placed the steamer on the pot. The water in the pot was already boiling, and the leather would be ready in two cups of tea.
Du Heng was holding a pair of chopsticks in his hand. He stood in front of the stove and stared at the steam above the steamer in a daze.
When Xuan Yu came in, he saw the chopsticks in Du Heng's hand tapping rhythmically on the stove. He walked over and patted Du Heng on the shoulder: "Du Heng? What's wrong?"
Du Heng turned around and saw Xuan Yu. He smiled and said, "I'm thinking about what snacks to make this afternoon."
Xuan Yu smiled and said, "You haven't even prepared lunch yet, and you're already thinking about the afternoon?"
Du Heng nodded: "Yes, I want to fry melon seeds and peanuts to make candied haws and rice candy this afternoon, but I don't know if I will have enough time."
Xuan Yu said slowly: "It's not too late. There are so many people in the village. As long as you need us, we will help."
Du Heng smiled and said, "When I was a kid, it was the same in our village. Everyone would get together to make steamed buns and fried rice candy, and every household would show off their unique skills. The adults were busy, and the children were playing nearby. When the delicious food came out, the children would line up to eat it."
I miss it so much... Du Heng's thoughts drifted across thousands of mountains and rivers, back to his childhood, which he could never go back to. If there was anything in the old world that he couldn't let go of, besides his parents, it would be these homesick feelings, right?
Xuan Yu didn't say anything. He looked at Du Heng's face. He always felt that Du Heng had a smile on his face, but his eyes were extremely sad.
Two cups of tea soon passed, and Xuan Yu helped Du Heng move the steamer to the table. After the steam dissipated, the dough in the steamer changed from milky white to slightly transparent white.
Du Heng took out a dry plate and placed the steamed lotus leaf cake on the plate.
Xuan Yu asked: "What is this?"
Du Heng smiled and said, "This is called Lotus Leaf Pancake, but I don't make it authentically. What I make is more like a spring pancake. Just put meat and vegetables inside, roll it up and you can eat it."
Xuan Yu repeated the word "spring pancake": "This is the first time I heard it. This name sounds nice. Are there only these pancakes?" Xuan Yu treated the piles of spring pancakes that were not separated as a complete pancake.
Du Heng smiled: "I made a lot of cakes! But it's a little hot now. I need to wait for it to cool down a little before I can make other cakes for you."
Xuan Yu looked at Du Heng curiously, his eyes moving back and forth between Du Heng and the cake. Du Heng almost laughed out loud, the curious Xuan Yu was so funny.
When the temperature of the pancake dropped, Du Heng carefully began to peel down along the edge of the pancake. Because it was coated with oil beforehand, Du Heng easily peeled off the first piece of pancake. The pancake he peeled off was so thin that you could see Du Heng's palm through the pancake.
Du Heng smiled and handed the cake to Xuan Yu: "Look! The first cake is out!"
Xuan Yu was happy: "So that's how it is, I didn't expect that."
Du Heng said happily: "You can add vegetables and meat to this pancake, pour the sauce on it and eat it directly!"
Du Heng opened the refrigerator and cut a tomato and a cucumber, then sliced a braised egg. He placed the ingredients on a plate and took a small dish to put the sweet noodle sauce on.
Du Heng put a slice of tomato and some cucumber shreds on the crust, then rolled the braised egg slices in the sweet noodle sauce. He put the braised egg in the vegetable dish, then used chopsticks to pick along the edge of the crust. A barrel-shaped spring pancake was ready!
Through the thin crust, you can see the red and green vegetables inside, which looks particularly delicious.
Du Heng held the pancake skin with chopsticks in one hand and waited under the pancake skin with the other hand. He handed the spring pancake to Xuan Yu's lips: "Try it, it's best if you can eat it all in one bite."
Xuan Yu opened his mouth and swallowed the cake. The cake didn't look big, but it was surprisingly large in size. Xuan Yu's mouth was full of cake.
As he chewed, the tough crust broke, and the crispness of the vegetables and the aroma of the braised egg burst in his mouth. The most amazing thing was the slightly sweet noodle sauce, which was sweet, salty and fresh, blending well with the taste of the crust.
Xuan Yu chewed it carefully for a while before swallowing the spring pancake in his mouth. He met Du Heng's expectant eyes, and before Du Heng asked, he smiled: "It's delicious."
Du Heng smiled and said, "As long as it tastes good!"
As he said that, he also rolled one, but before he could put it in his mouth, Xiaoxiao came into the kitchen with his two younger brothers.
Du Heng waved at Xiaoxiao and said, "Come here, Xiaoxiao. I'll treat you to some good food."
Xiaoxiao jumped onto the stool sturdily. Du Heng said to him while holding the biscuit in his mouth: "You need to open your mouth wide. It's best if you can eat the whole thing in one bite."
Xiaoxiao opened his mouth and said "ah", and Du Heng found that his mouth was bigger than Xuan Yu's.
He smiled and stuffed the spring pancake into Xiaoxiao's mouth: "This is a spring pancake. It should be rolled with spring vegetables, which means that all the beauty of spring is wrapped in a pancake. Eating spring pancakes will bring good luck all year round!"
Actually, the second half of the sentence was made up by Du Heng. He thought it was important to give special meaning to food. Otherwise, if he told everyone directly, "This is vegetable rolls with dough!", it's hard to believe that anyone would like it.
Xiaoxiao chewed the spring roll carefully, his big eyes narrowed and he laughed.
Du Heng smiled and said, "Is it delicious?" Xiaoxiao nodded and looked at Du Heng expectantly. Du Heng made another one for him.
But after they finished eating, Du Heng stopped letting Xiaoxiao eat: "We still have roast duck for lunch, so eat less now. Eat more at noon!"
Xiaoxiao nodded, and he walked towards the basket with the two chicks. The chicks crawled into the basket again without making any sound.
Du Heng was a little surprised: "The style of the chickens in our house is a little different from the chickens I know..."
The chickens he knew chirped all day long, looking for food everywhere, and then pooped after eating. But his two chicks, except for the first time they met, one of them chirped loudly, and the other one basically didn't talk.
These two chickens are quite aggressive. Two days ago, Du Heng saw them dig out a caterpillar from somewhere, and the two chickens were fighting fiercely for it.
They are also very clean and never urinate or defecate at home. Their nests are still clean. Besides that, they can sleep well.
The other chicks spent most of the day awake looking for food, but they fell asleep after eating, and they didn't even notice when Du Heng picked them up and touched them.
At this moment, the two chicks went back to the nest to sleep. Du Heng smiled and shook his head: "I don't know where these two chicks came from. They just eat and sleep but don't seem to grow up."
Xuan Yu said: "Many feather tribes cannot be identified when they are young. You have to wait until they grow up to see their species."
Du Heng nodded: "Yes, let's keep them for now. I originally wanted to raise them to eat meat, and it seems we should give them names."
Xuan Yu was puzzled: "Name it?"
Du Heng said: "Poultry are raised to be killed and eaten. If you give them names, it will be very painful to kill them. If you give them names, they are your family's pets. No matter they grow old, get sick or die, you must stay with them forever."
Xuan Yu smiled: "Well, what are you going to name them?"
Du Heng thought for a moment and said, "I am a rather vulgar person, and the names I choose are all very earthy. Xuanyu, why don't you choose one?"
The two of them squatted beside the chicken coop and looked at the two chicks in the coop. The chicks raised their heads and looked at the two of them. If someone came in and saw them at this moment, they would definitely laugh out loud. This was too stupid.
Xuan Yu thought for a moment and said, "The gray one should be called Nian Nian, and the white one should be called Sui Sui?"
Although both chickens are grayish white, one has more gray on its wings while the other has more white.
Du Heng clapped his hands fiercely: "What a good name! May every year bring you joy, and every morning and evening bring you happiness. What a good name!"
Du Heng reached out and touched the heads of the two chicks: "From now on you will be called Niannian Suisui. You must grow up well!"
The chicks shrank their heads and closed their eyes. Du Heng felt that it might take a long time for these two chicks to grow up!
The author has something to say: The next spring, Du Heng cried: "Fuck the years and years, he can't even beat two chickens."
I laughed out loud when I thought of such days. Don't worry, Du Heng's days of eating and drinking will come soon. When spring comes, he will cry and make a fuss and will no longer have time to think about cute girls.
Dear little cuties who left messages in the group, I really want to reply to you, but my strength does not allow it!
Looking at my cat's paws, which can't even make 20,000 yuan a day, what's the point of having them! They only know how to buy, buy, buy, and chop them off!
Let me tell you a joke: food articles should not be written about food, otherwise it will be a cliché.
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