When we were about to reach the yard, it started to snow in the sky again. Du Heng looked up at the sky and asked in confusion: "Does it often snow here in the village?" Jing Nan replied: "It's like this in winter. In previous years, the snow was so heavy that none of us went out. This year, when you are here, Xuan Yu has not hibernated."

Du Heng:...Hidden? What kind of demon cultivator is Xuan Yu? Can he hibernate? I wanted to ask what kind of demon cultivator Xuan Yu is, but after thinking about it, I would just forget it. If Xuan Yu was willing to say it, he would tell him sooner or later.

Before he could reach the gate of the yard, a yellow color popped out of the yard. Du Heng looked closely and saw the big yellow dog barking at them twice, then shook his tail and lowered his head and walked to him slowly. Du Heng smiled suddenly: "This dog is good, you can see that he is an expert in guarding the house. Can you touch it?"

Jing Nan happily held his hands and said, "I didn't expect you to be so cute." Du Heng said, "In the past, my family was in the countryside, and every family had cats and dogs. Later, when I arrived in the city, I saw pet dogs. Such a mighty big yellow dog is rare."

Jing Nan raised his eyebrows, and it seemed that Du Heng hadn't realized what he had said. However, Jing Nan would not ask the bottom of this kind of thing. He said, "Ask Lao Dao, this is his dog, he said he could touch it if he could."

Du Heng asked loudly: "Old Dao, can your dog touch? Can you bite people?" A deep voice from Mian Yidao came: "Touch, it's okay!"

Du Heng waved to the yellow dog, and the silly Dahuang walked to Du Heng's side and shook his tail into a flower. Du Heng touched the yellow dog's big head and praised it: "You are so majestic! Are you good to invite you to eat your flesh and blood later?" Dahuang made a pleasing moaning sound and jumped around Du Heng.

Du Heng scratched Dahuang's head and chin, and stroked it several times on its back and waist. Even the curly big tail was grabbed by him twice. Dahuang squinted his eyes and stretched his tongue out, and it could be seen that it liked being rubbed by Du Heng.

Du Heng patted Dahuang's head and said to it, "Okay, go into the yard and lead the way." Dahuang, who is humane, turned around and walked towards the yard, turning his head to look at Du Heng as he walked.

Jing Nan smiled and said, "This is the first time I have seen a dog who is so enthusiastic about people." Du Heng said, "Everything has spirits, especially small animals. They can tell who is good to them." Xiaoxiao cried twice, as if he was echoing Du Heng's words. Jing Nan narrowed his eyes and said, "I think some people have harmless faces, and they can eat anywhere they go."

Du Heng entered the yard and buckled the basket on the ground. Half of the basket of winter bamboo shoots rolled to the ground with the smell of soil. Rhubarb seemed to be afraid of these winter bamboo shoots and dared to circle the bamboo shoots far away.

Du Heng went to the kitchen to get a basket and came out, and he also brought two small stools out.

Du Heng handed one of the small stools to Jing Nan: "Do you want to sit?" Jing Nan skillfully took the stool and sat down: "Do you need me to help you deal with the bamboo shoots?" Du Heng waved his hand: "Just just these bamboo shoots can be processed soon." Jing Nan and the others raised their eyebrows and looked at Du Heng like a show.

Du Heng sat on the stool, put the basket next to him, and then took a spindle-shaped winter bamboo shoot. He cut a vertical stroke on the outer coat of the winter bamboo shoot with one corner of the kitchen knife, and then turned the hand holding the knife. Only the crisp sound of peeling came, Du Heng's cut mouth revealed the white and tender winter bamboo shoot meat.

Du Heng twisted his coat and a complete winter bamboo shoot meat popped out of the hole. He grabbed the bamboo shoot meat and processed the bamboo shoot clothes that had not been processed when he had time to deal with. After a faint crackling sound, a clean and complete winter bamboo shoot was placed aside by Du Heng.

Just as Du Heng said, he handled winter bamboo shoots very quickly. Before Jing Nan's butt was hot, Du Heng had already processed half of the frame of winter bamboo shoots. The basket full of winter bamboo shoots, white and tender, exuding the fragrance of bamboo shoots.

Du Heng walked to the kitchen with a basket and said, "This bamboo shoot looks like sweet bamboo shoots." There is a bamboo shoot that is neither bitter nor astringent, and tastes like fruit. Du Heng was lucky enough to taste such bamboo shoots. The fresh bamboo shoots do not need to be blanched or braised, and it takes less than ten minutes from being dug out to serving. Just remove the outer skin and cut it into slices and you can dip it in the sauce. The taste is fresh and sweet, as if you are eating fruits.

However, those bamboo shoots can only grow in specific places, and they have particularly strict requirements on time. If they exceed a certain period of time, they will never be able to stutter in vain.

In order to confirm his idea, Du Heng washed a winter bamboo shoot directly and cut it into slices. He pinched a piece and sent it to his mouth. Sure enough, the mouth was a little sweet, with a fragrance of bamboo shoots. Du Heng took out a plate and cut two winter bamboo shoots into plates. He shouted to Xuan Yu: "Xuan Yu, come and try something delicious."

Jing Nan said bitterly: "Look at this different treatment. It was clearly me who accompanied you to dig bamboo shoots and walk. After you got something delicious, you actually summoned Xuan Yu as soon as possible. Alas..." Du Heng laughed: "Aren't I embarrassed to let you do things?"

Xuan Yu was summoned. He held the bamboo shoots and looked at the thinly sliced ​​bamboo shoots: "Can you eat?" Du Heng nodded: "It's okay, you can taste the taste. Please ask Jing Nan and Lao Dao to try it. I'm going to start making wontons." Du Heng said, and stuffed half of the winter bamboo shoots with his mouth open: "Go and play, and I'll call you after the meal is ready.

The water in the large pot in the kitchen had been boiled, and the bones of the paste were sunken at the bottom of the pot, and a lot of oil was floating on the white soup. Du Heng opened the lid of the pot and looked at it. There was basically no foam in the soup. Du Heng put wine that could remove the fishy smell and a handful of spiritual plants that could replace onions and garlic.

When spring is in full bloom, Du Heng will go to the mountain to find out if he can find onions, ginger and garlic. It is a luxury to use spiritual implants to put food in it, but it is mainly impossible to grasp the taste.

Du Heng took out half a basin of flour from the storage bag, and he skillfully poured water and kneaded the dough. The action was like flowing water in one go. When the dough became a smooth ball, Du Heng put it aside to wake up. He was not free when he woke up, so he had to start preparing the filling.

The stuffing I want to make today is winter bamboo shoots and pork...ah, it is winter bamboo shoots and meat stuffing. With the experience of cooking these days, Du Heng can use Lingzhi soaked wine instead of onions, ginger and garlic. He skillfully crushed Lingzhi and put it in a bowl for later use. When pouring the wine, his heart was bleeding.

This is a bottle of wine worth 10,000 yuan, but unfortunately he has no blessings to live up to it, and he will get drunk after eating it. He can only realize the value of spiritual wine in this way.

When soaking spiritual wine in the spirit planting, Du Heng cuts the winter bamboo shoots into fine diced pieces, which is a meticulous job. The winter bamboo shoots are tender and want to turn into slices or diced pieces according to the chef's idea, the ultimate knife skills are required. Although Du Heng's knife cannot kill large livestock and separate the huge body like Xuan Yu, it is no problem to slice and diced.

I heard a tiny sound from the kitchen. When the old knife held the bamboo shoots and threw his spiritual sense into the kitchen, he saw the winter bamboo shoots as big as fists cut into slightly transparent pieces in Du Heng's hand. After a while, the pieces turned into thin silk again. After a while, the winter bamboo shoots became thin bamboo shoots, nesting in the wooden basin waiting for the arrival of the mountain paste and meat.

Jing Nan commented: "The knife skills are good. With such speed, it should not be used only to cut vegetables." If this speed is used to cut people, ordinary people can't resist it. Xuan Yu looked at Jing Nan with disagreement, and Jing Nan shrugged: "I didn't say it."

After cutting the diced bamboo shoots, the meat to be processed is the meat of peach. Du Heng chose front leg meat that is three parts fat and seven parts thin. This meat is soft and tender, which is the most suitable for filling. He looked at the diced bamboo shoots in the basin, and then took off a ball of meat that was about the size of the diced bamboo shoots.

From Du Heng's perspective, this way, it would be enough for four adults to mix a pot of meat filling. Of course, Du Heng prepared three bowls for him, a small thing that Xiaoxiao was so hungry that he didn't know how to eat.

The same is true for the meat filling. Cut the meat into slices first and then diced it. Du Heng can also use a more rough beat method to process the meat filling, but that is too time-consuming. The cut meat diced meat is a circle larger than the diced bamboo shoots. At this time, you need to chop it finely until the meat becomes soft and sticky.

After Du Heng chopped the chopping board for a few rounds, the meat met his request. He poured the meat into a wooden basin filled with bamboo shoots, and then added the spiritual plant wine that was soaked in the juice.

Whether a pot of meat filling is good or not is necessary to stir it. Du Heng added salt, wine, sugar and some pepper to the meat filling. In fact, he tasted all the spices he found in Zhou’s shop. Even without MSG, it would not be difficult for Du Heng.

After putting the seasonings, Du Heng washed his hands and stirred it carefully in the basin. It took only a few minutes to distinguish the diced bamboo shoots and the meat from the beginning to the later ones.

By the time Du Heng took back his hand, the diced bamboo shoots and meat in the basin were already sticky and hard to distinguish. Du Heng made the meat in the basin look high in the middle and low in the surroundings, and looked like a round mountain bag, red and white, which looked pretty beautiful.

Even after the filling was processed, the dough was awake at this time. Du Heng skillfully rolled the dough into trapezoidal wonton skins, and pieces of wonton skin were placed on the chopping board with fine flour.

The excess scraps will not be wasted, so Du Heng kneaded them into dough, rolled them into dough, and cut them into hand-rolled noodles of even thickness. If he predicts that the wontons are not enough, he can still eat some noodles as a staple food.

Next was to make wontons. Du Heng held the wonton wrapper in one hand and chopsticks in the other. He saw the chopsticks turning in the basin and bringing a piece of filling onto the skin. Du Heng rolled and pinched his fingers gently, and wontons in the shape of big belly ingots appeared in the palm of his hand.

Lao Dao was amazed: "It's hard to imagine that this is Mr. Du, who was scared by the mountain ointment before, and he couldn't stand firmly." Jing Nan said: "He just wasn't prepared. Do you think he is alive now?"

A strong smell of bone soup came from the kitchen. Du Heng uncovered the lid of the pot and poked the meat on the bones with chopsticks. The meat pieces were easily poked through by chopsticks. Du Heng took out a large plate and put all the bones in the pot aside.

Half a pot of soup was left in the pot, and the broth seemed a little thick. Du Heng added a few scoops of water to the pot and covered the pot. When the water in the pot boiled, he could cook wontons.

After looking at the rows of wontons wrapped on the chopping board, Du Heng was happy: "I have eaten wontons twice in the village in just a few days. In the future, my life in the village will definitely be very stable."

Du Heng picked up a bone with even flesh and blood and brought it to the yard with a wooden bowl. He greeted rhubarb: "Come on rhubarb, eat bones."

Dahuang had already been circling around the kitchen door, and he heard Du Heng's call and jumping up and down.
Chapter completed!