True Martial World

The fat old man is holding a pheasant, the position of the barbecue is too close to the flame, and the flipping speed is slow.

You should know that roasting food with fire can be completely different from barbecue stalls. The barbecue stalls are made with specially made barbecue carbon, which is easy to ignite, has even firepower, and most importantly, no smoke.

But the firewood, the firepower is uneven, the smoke is very heavy, these smokes are not burnt charcoal, will rise in the flame and stick to the chicken skin, so in a short while, the pheasant in the old man’s hand is burnt Black, this is not a paste, but the surface is covered with a layer of char, which not only affects the taste, but also suffers.

Although the old man used some oil from time to time, it can't change the situation that the charcoal is getting thicker and thicker. Looking at the old man's posture, baking is also a matter of morning and evening.

Barbecue with firewood, but a difficult job, the masters of the barbecue stalls may not be able to do well, the old man is even worse.

This is also an understandable thing. What is the identity of the old man, the time is precious, and where will he cook himself?

His cooking is naturally not flattering, not to mention the firewood barbecue, which is difficult.

"This is simply a violent thing!"

As a foodie, hey, no, as a food lovers who have studied food, Yi Yun feels simply can't bear it.

Seeing that the old man had baked the chicken, sprinkled with various spices, and then gave the heart-burning roast chicken to Lin Xinyi.

Yi Yun feels that there is no place to talk!

However, Lin Xinyi didn't seem to mind. She said, "Thank you teacher," he took the roast chicken and ate it with a small mouth. Her lips were ruddy and small, but she ate the roast chicken and soon her lips were dyed. It’s black, this scene, I’m looking at the corner of Yi Yun’s mouth.

It’s really burning the piano and cooking the crane.

The old headache loves the apprentice, and the roast chicken that is burned out is naturally given to the apprentice. Yi Yun, don't think about it, I definitely want the last one, but Yi Yun is also very grateful. After all, if this chicken is really sold, it is absolutely worthwhile. Like the person who is a jade, it is absolutely absolute. Can't afford it.

The fat old man baked the first chicken and began to roast the second one.

The first one gave Lin Xinyi, the old man still baked extra care, this second is just for his own, the sale is even worse.

However, the old man is very satisfied with his work. Both chickens are roasted. The fat old man takes a pot of wine from his fingers and eats roast chicken with a taste of it. After drinking and still enjoying the look, the white beard was awkward.

After that, he suddenly thought about something. He looked at Yi Yun and said lazily: "That's just yours. You roast yourself. I won't wait for the old man."

I am dizzy.

Yi Yun was speechless, although he did not expect the old man to give him roast chicken, but what the old man said before, "There are not many people who can taste the craftsmanship of the old man!"

This said, Yi Yun thought that the old man had to roast chicken for himself to eat, now look, it really no play!

To make Yi Yun roast himself, Yi Yun actually has no spectrum in his heart. Although he has a lot of research on food, he is a modern person after all. With barbecue grills and smokeless carbon, he can of course roast a foreign coke. The fat grilled chicken comes.

But grill it with firewood, that's not good, the ash in the firewood can't be stopped, no matter how it flips, it will stick to the chicken.

"I said seniors, do you have a pot?"

Yi Yun asked very respectfully, as a principled food, even if he is hungry again, can't wait, can't be! I have been in the past two months, but I have seen meat for the first time, not to mention the best meat!

"Yes."

The old man said, he really took out a pot from his fingers.

This pot does not know what materials to make, the craft is exquisite, the size is moderate, Yi Yun is very satisfied.

Then Yi Yun began to get busy. He began to distinguish the seasonings brought out by the old man. This surprised him. These spices were very full. There were oil and salt sauce and vinegar. There was even a kind of plant seasoning, which was similar to the onion coriander. Category.

"That, can wine be borrowed?" Yi Yun asked.

"Hey? Wine? Are you going to drink two with the old man?" The old man listened, and then smiled and handed it to Yi Yun. Is this kid still a good drinker?

Although he is stingy, but drinking, but there are friends, so drinking is interesting.

Although this little child doesn't like it very much, it is better than nothing. After all, Lin Xinyi does not drink alcohol. The fat old man has been drinking himself for a year.

"Teacher!" Lin Xinyi was speechless. "How can you drink for a child!"

However, they did not expect that Yi Yun actually dried the chicken meat, poured out some wine, evenly spread on the chicken body, the chicken's abdominal cavity did not fall.

"Boy, what are you doing!"

The old man’s eyes twitched and his beard blew. He was a millennium aging. As a wine-loving person, he could not tolerate his own waste of wine.

"Cooking vegetables." Yi Yunyi, of course, said.

I have to say that this wine is really good, and it is very fragrant. I don't know what it is made of Tianmudibao. It is estimated that it is good for repairing!

“Well cooking? Can wine be cooked?” The fat old man asked, a look that he did not believe.

Yi Yun stunned for a moment, and suddenly he wanted to understand a bit.

The cooking techniques of this world are afraid of being very different from the earth.

In fact, in the Huaxia, where the food culture is extremely splendid, in ancient times, the cooking techniques were quite simple.

In the Tang and Song Dynasties, the basic cooking method was steaming and boiling. Whether it was a dish or a meat, add salt, cover the pot, and cook it.

As for the variety of cooking methods such as frying and frying, simmering, simmering, smoking, and wine picking, all of them are developed into a system after the rich material life in modern times.

Every region has different food cultures. More than 80% of Chinese cuisine is unique.

Even the simplest cooking, on the whole earth, is only in China, which sounds incredible, but it is.

The whole of the world, the most complicated place for cooking is Huaxia, no one.

In this different world, there is no need to say about the great wasteland. The working people are very hard. How can they study the cooking?

As for the wealthy cities, those who are wealthy are strong. They are obsessed with martial arts, tactics, and refining the bones. There is no time to study how to cook.

Only the people of the big family will study these things. These people do the dishes well. After a long time of accumulation, there are also many cooking experiences, but in a small area, the cooking techniques are limited. Just like the Americans, there are many people who don’t know how to cook.

Yi Yun used oil and sauce to wipe the chicken body. In the chicken's abdominal cavity, he poured some wine and sprinkled some seasonings similar to the onion cilantro. This seasoning Yi Yun tasted it. Judging by the talent of a foodie, it It won't be worse than onions and parsley.

The next step is the key. Yi Yun wrapped the chicken body with a clean coarse cloth and put a lot of salt in the pot until the salt buried the chicken. The package was tight and the pot began to steam.

The fat old man looked suspiciously at Yi Yun, and used so much salt to pack the chicken? That is not to be salty!

The poor children of this small tribe are not eating salt.

But I can't do it without salt. It's so speechless. The fat old man sneered at it. This child is also amazing.

He continued to eat his own roast chicken, but Lin Xinyu stopped, curiously looking at the pot on the fire.

Slowly, the scent came out of the pot, and the scent was not obvious. If it wasn’t because several people were martial arts, the five senses were sharp and could not be heard.

Can such a light fragrance be delicious?

The fat old man has already finished his roast chicken, and he has not finished his licking of thick and short fingers. At this time, Yi Yunqi opened the pot and used the spoon to poke the hot salt and take the chicken out. .

The fragrant salted chicken is just fine.

At the moment when the salt seal was opened, a fragrant smell came out, and Yi Yun’s index finger moved.

Yi Yun’s surprise discovery, today he is absolutely super-level play, of course, the main reason is the chicken itself, this precious chicken with energy is not much better than the feed chicken on the earth.

There is also wine, this is the wine made by Tiandi Dibao, as long as the addition of the koji, do not care, put it for hundreds of years, it is definitely a drunken fairy wine.

The combination of the two makes Yi Yun's salted chickens reach an unprecedented height.

"Hey?" The old man’s beard blows and his eyes are rounded.