"Su Su, how do you plan to cook this Zhen Chicken?"
Su Su looked at me, thought for a moment, and answered seriously.
"I think it's better to score the meat, marinate it with salt, then coat it with wild boar fat and sprinkle some rosemary before grilling."
"Hi……"
I shook my head and sighed. Su Su still has an unyielding love for barbecue. Isn't this a waste? I remember there's a dish in the Manchu Han Imperial Feast made with this grouse.
That tastes absolutely amazing!
"Master, is something wrong?"
Do you have a clay pot at home?
"No, Master, we didn't pay much attention when we moved things up here."
"I have it. Wait here, I'll go back and get it right away."
Just as I turned around, I suddenly remembered something and asked...
"By the way, Su Su, do you still have the bamboo fungus that you collected in the bamboo forest before?"
"Yes, there are bamboo groves in many places now. We even collected a lot to feed our piglets, and they ate them with great relish."
I:……
No... even wasting resources like this is too wasteful.
Back then, I only used the swan meat I hunted as feed for my pheasant chicks. Su Su, how could you feed the second brother with precious bamboo fungus?
My apprentice has truly learned all my skills; he's got the flair for showing off his resources down perfectly.
The entire ark is only a few hundred meters long, and the bamboo forest isn't far away. To prepare this famous dish for the Manchu Han Imperial Feast, I still plan to take a stroll through the bamboo forest where Su Su gathers pig feed.
Maybe we can even find some pig feed...
Bah! It's bamboo fungus!
I was lucky; more than ten newly grown, tender white bamboo fungus appeared before my eyes.
My eyes lit up, and I immediately put all ten or so bamboo fungus plants into my pocket.
I handed the bamboo fungus to Su Su to clean, and then ran back to my room.
Compared to those other rooms that are cleaner than a face, my room is no different from a junk collector's room.
Pots, pans, bowls, and other miscellaneous items were neatly stacked in the corner.
I generally don't need these things at all; the only thing I use most is that golden pot that I always bring from my hometown.
There's no worry about precious metals being stolen here; even if I leave the pot by the fire pit, no one will bother with it.
We don't have the concept of money here. Everyone works together to farm, harvest, and enjoy the fruits of their labor.
So in everyone's eyes, my pot is at most a tool, not a property. They might use it, but they certainly won't take it with them.
Everyone felt that tools could be shared and there was no need to be so stingy, which can be seen from the fact that no one locked their doors.
After searching for a while, they finally found the earthenware pot made of pure white kaolin clay. This pot was a special kitchen utensil used to stew high-end ingredients such as venison when they were on land.
It's perfect for stewing a pot of bamboo fungus soup now.
I grabbed the clay pot and ran toward the fire pit where Su Su was cooking. At that moment, I felt that long-lost youthful energy spreading through my body again.
I made it the same way when I was young, and I would be happy for a long time because of such a precious ingredient.
By this time, Su Su had already prepared the bamboo fungus and the chicken for me, and was just waiting for me, her master, to personally take charge.
I borrowed a cutting board from nearby and chopped the grouse into appropriately sized pieces according to the order of cooking.
At that moment, a member of the tribe was killing a large fish. Inside the fish was a lot of white fat, and the tribe usually threw away the internal organs.
The tribesman was about to throw it away when I quickly stopped him. In the end, he readily gave me all the fish innards.
I kept the fish intestines, fish maw, and fish oil, and gave the rest to Pat to eat.
Clean the fish intestines thoroughly and rub them with salt to remove the fishy smell. Treat the fish maw in the same way.
At this moment, Su Su took out the wild boar oil. She knew that I would need the oil after taking out the pot, so she took it out for me in advance.
I waved my hand, indicating that I wouldn't be using wild boar oil this time.
Wild boar oil is indeed good, but it's still not the best choice. Wild boar oil still has a slight gamey smell, which will affect the taste when used to cook grouse.
But fish oil is different; oil from aquatic animals won't have that strange taste. Adding a little salt water to the fish oil before rendering it can bring out its umami flavor in advance.
It's very suitable for stir-frying poultry and similar meats, mainly because the oil temperature won't be as high as vegetable oil, making it easier to control.
The stir-fried meat is fresh, fragrant, tender, and smooth. The umami flavor from the fish oil not only doesn't diminish the original freshness and aroma of the grouse, but actually enhances it even further!
Su Su listened attentively as I explained cooking knowledge to her, just like the girl who had just started learning cooking skills by my side.
The white fish oil was rendered in the clay pot, and a fresh fishy aroma began to waft out.
Fortunately, everyone now has their own forms of entertainment, and most of the clansmen have left. Some play mahjong, some watch football, and no one pays attention to us here.
Otherwise, I'm really afraid that I'll attract tens of thousands of people who will lick my pot dry.
I heated the oil and first stir-fried the grouse. When it turned slightly golden brown and emitted a fragrant aroma, I added the fish intestines and stir-fried them together.
The stir-fried fish intestines are chewy and delicious; they would be a good choice to stew with the grouse later.
Although fish intestines and fish maw are not included in the Flying Dragon dish in the Manchu Han Imperial Feast, these are not important. Tradition needs to be broken with innovation.
After stir-frying, I sprinkled some rosemary on top. Su Su has been with me for so long and already knows my cooking habits. At this time, boiling water was already prepared for me.
I poured the boiling water into the clay pot, and with a sizzle, white steam rose up, and the soup inside instantly turned a beautiful milky yellow color.
"Susu, give me the bamboo fungus!"
Just like the girl who used to learn from me and help me out, Su Su quickly handed me a bunch of already processed bamboo fungus.
Add the bamboo fungus, then cut up the fish maw and throw it in as well. Cover the pot and simmer over low heat.
I simmered it for about half an hour, then looked around. I carried the clay pot towards Su Su's place, looking like a thief.
I dare not open the lid of the casserole now. If I do, the whole deck will probably be in chaos, and people might even die fighting over this little bit of food.
After placing the clay pot in the pot, I quickly sprinkled in a handful of salt and then immediately put the lid on.
But the moment it was opened, the aroma that wafted out made Sisi's eyes widen and both Top swallow hard.
fragrant!
It's a fragrance that's intoxicating the moment you smell it.
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