Dongpo pork is soft and glutinous when eaten. It is said that using fresh straw or matting to tie the meat can greatly reduce the greasiness of the meat.
It would also make the taste more fragrant, but unfortunately all he could find now was dry, old straw.
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"I suddenly remembered that we don't seem to have any wine at home. Aunt Lu, you watch the fire first. I'll go see if anyone has rice wine at home."
"Brother Lin Mo, I have wine at home, and Dad drinks it every day!"
"Yes, Tiedan's family has wine. It's bitter, and after drinking it, you'll see little stars in your head."
When Lin Mo turned around, he saw Tiedan and Lin Wen replying to him very seriously, especially Lin Wen's words, from which it was obvious that he had been drinking.
The two children, one on the left and one on the right, were leaning on the kitchen door frame, peeking for who knows how long. One was tall, the other short, and they stared at the fragrant pickled fish in the pot with their equally dark eyes.
The original owner didn't know Tiedan's parents, so Lin Mo naturally couldn't go to their house to ask for wine. He could only look at Lin Wu and said, "Xiao Wu, see if anyone has rice wine and go get half a bowl. If you don't know anyone, you can go to Tiedan's house."
Lin Wu's expression changed instantly, and he said seriously, "Third brother, why do you suddenly want to drink? You can't drink. Have you forgotten? The last time you drank, you cried endlessly after drinking, and you couldn't even open your eyes when you woke up the next day."
Lin Mo frowned and tried hard to find any memory of being drunk in his original body's memory, but there was none. He probably drank too much and forgot everything when he woke up.
"Yes, Amo, you can't drink it. You'll pee your pants if you drink it, stinky!"
Lin Wen seemed to have remembered it too. His little eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and his little hands kept waving in front of his nose, as if the smell of urine was still there.
The winemaking technology in this world is not very developed. Although there are many types of wine, the taste of the wine is relatively light and the color is very turbid.
If you want to drink better quality wine, you have to go to the restaurants in the town at least. Ordinary people usually drink rice wine and homemade wine, which are not strong in alcohol. The original owner was so drunk after drinking a few sips that he didn't even remember anything.
You can imagine how poor his alcohol tolerance is.
Lin Mo scratched his head awkwardly. Those things were experienced by the original owner. Logically, he shouldn't feel much about them. However, when he met Su Mu's probing gaze and Tang Le's curious eyes, even though he was usually thick-skinned, his face couldn't help but blush.
"Xiao Wu, I don't want to drink. I cooked a new dish today and I need to use it as the ingredients. Go and get some wine."
Lin Mo urged Lin Wu that the meat must be added with some rice wine to bring out the most authentic flavor. He had never tasted the rice wine from this world, and only remembered that the color was dark. He hoped that the braised pork would taste as mellow as he imagined.
"I understand, Third Brother." Lin Wu turned around and ran out of the yard without even taking the bowl.
Lin Mo turned and went into the kitchen again. Lin Wen and Tiedan at the door were still leaning out of the threshold, looking in, sniffing the aroma of food in the air, and drooling.
Lin Mo changed to a small pot and began to boil sugar color. The turbid and yellow sugar juice slowly rolled and bubbled in the high fire. The sweet smell continued to overflow from the pot until the sugar juice slowly turned brown and became more viscous.
Lu A'mo was dumbfounded. One dish required half a pot of sugar. Even during the years when he worked as a servant in a wealthy family, he had never seen anyone eat so lavishly.
As Lin Mo kept stirring, a sweet aroma filled the entire kitchen and then drifted into the yard. Lin Wen and others who loved sweets couldn't help swallowing their saliva, staring at the iron pot with their eyes wide open, their mouths watering with greed.
Seeing that the color was almost right, Lin Mo began to add appropriate amount of seasonings and the soy sauce he had prepared. The originally brown-red liquid instantly darkened several shades and turned into brown.
Just at this time, Lin Wu also came over with half a bowl of rice wine. Lin Mo took the bowl and smelled it. The smell of wine was very faint, as if it had been opened and evaporated for a long time.
He took out a chopstick, tapped it, put it in his mouth and took a sip, then nodded with satisfaction. The smell of wine was not strong, but it was mellow and sweet in the mouth, which was very suitable for making Dongpo pork.
With a bold wave of his hand, he poured everything into the syrup. As the temperature rose, dense bubbles began to gurgle in the small pot, and an intoxicating aroma of wine mixed with a strong sweetness drifted out of the yard.
Lin Wu narrowed his eyes and sniffed deeply. "Third brother, there's both sugar and wine in this pot. What kind of dish is this? Can you even mix sugar and wine together and eat them?"
Although this pot of sugar and wine were both precious items that were not available at home before, he had eaten them several times when he was working outside. He really couldn't imagine what they tasted like when mixed together like this.
"It's edible, and I guarantee you won't be able to stop eating. Just wait outside, and dinner will be served soon."
Although the kitchen was renovated to be larger than before, it was still a bit crowded for three people to stand inside, so Lin Mo directly pushed Lin Wu out.
Lin Mo coated the meat pieces with sugar juice, covered the pot and began to simmer. As the juice rolled at the bottom, the overbearing meat aroma could not be suppressed even by the lid.
Because they were so close and the original owner couldn't drink much, Lin Mo already felt a little tipsy. Even though he was standing farther away from the fire, he still felt his face burning hot.
After finishing one of the main dishes, all he had to do was to direct Lu Amo to prepare the rest. Lin Mo stood not far from the stove, and as he spoke, Lu Amo quickly started to work.
Lin Wu licked his lips, his saliva secreting more and more. He couldn't help but shout inside: "Third brother, when is the meal ready? This smells so delicious."
Not only him, but even Tang Le couldn't help swallowing his saliva. They were doing hard work at the construction site, and the big pot meal they had at noon had been finished long ago.
The few people who were already starving, now smelled the tempting smell, and their hunger became even worse, their stomachs rumbling.
"Dinner is ready. Stop standing by the door and watch. Set up the table and chairs, and come help serve the food."
At Lin Mo's command, Lin Wu immediately rushed to the stove, with a few little tails following behind him. The family members took bowls and chopsticks, running back and forth in a hurry, wanting to eat quickly.
Most of the dishes cooked today were meat dishes. Two fish fillets were made into pickled fish and spicy fish fillets. Lin Mo kept two big fish heads separately and made them into chopped pepper fish heads. There was also a plate of stir-fried side dishes, a pot of pork ribs and dried vegetable soup, and Lin Mo's freshly made Dongpo pork. For the Lin family, it was already a luxurious top-level meal.
As the last meat dish was placed on the table, the overbearing aroma of meat mixed with the aroma of wine and sweetness attracted everyone's attention. Everyone stared at the large ceramic bowl filled with meat.
"Xiao Wu, take this to Tiedan's house and let them taste the meat braised in rice wine."
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