Tonight's meal is one meat and one vegetable, pork and cabbage stewed with vermicelli, and fried mushrooms.
There was not even a bit of fat on the pork and cabbage, only lean meat. The fat was cut out by Shuoyu and the oil was squeezed out and added to the stir-fried mushroom slices, so that both dishes had meaty flavors.
In the afternoon, Shuoyu led the idle people in the position to go to the nearby woods with Gou Rou and Mao Dou to pick up the mushrooms.
No pigs were being slaughtered in Zenda City today, but Shuoyu relied on his own face to order two long strips of pork belly. They deserved a good meal today, and everyone in their Sichuan Army deserved such a good meal.
The aroma of oil drifted from Shuoyu's door all the way across the entire Jiqipo camp, waking up every hungry stomach, hammering into everyone's head like a heavy hammer, and enticing every guy to wander absentmindedly around Shuoyu's hut.
Dead Dead appeared out of nowhere, covered in dirt, squatting beside Shuoyu's stove, staring at such a sumptuous meal with drooling eyes, his mouth shining.
"Captain, it's not ready yet. We have to wait a little longer." Shuoyu was stirring the vegetables in the big pot vigorously, adding some seasonings from time to time and stirring them evenly. The fragrance of the vegetables and the oil mixed together. Not far away from him, there was another pot where steamed buns and rice were steamed. Snake Butt and Clauber were looking at that pot, but their eyes were all on Shuoyu's pot.
"Banxian'er, is the food so good tonight?"
"Well, because today is a very special day."
One year ago today, an unlucky guy was struck by lightning and fell into Zenda, where he was picked up by a kind veterinarian.
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