Xiaoxiao took a sip of the soup with a sip of pork belly. He smashed it and made a surprise tremolo.

Du Heng knew it, that's right, he should be qualified. Just as Du Heng was about to take the casserole away from the stove, he heard Jing Nan say quietly: "Du Heng, you are biased."

Du Heng:??

Jing Nan said: "You only feed Xiaoxiao every time. There are so many people present, and you actually ignore us?"

Du Heng was so amused and crying: "Then... come and have some drinks?"

Jing Nan immediately laughed out a row of sharp teeth. He quickly went to the kitchen to pick up the bowls and chopsticks: "Okay~ full!" Feng Gui said dissatisfiedly: "Why don't you help me bring a bowl? You still have to do it yourself?"

To be honest, Du Heng was originally planning to make pork belly chicken hotpot. In his imagination, everyone should be chatting around the hotpot while squeezing the dishes. Instead of gathering under the eaves, one person held a bowl and shared the pork belly chicken soup he planned to use to burn the hotpot!

Du Heng looked at the pork belly chicken soup pot that was about to see the bottom of the pot, and he was amused and crying: "The hot pot is gone tonight." The soup base was drunk, so what else can I eat? Let's eat honestly!

Xuan Yu held the bowl and fed Du Heng the soup: "That's it, don't prepare too much."

The pork belly chicken soup has a strong taste. The original pork belly chicken soup has a strong peppery flavor. Those who like it will like it very much, and those who don’t like it will not be able to touch it at all. However, Du Heng added winter bamboo shoots and chicken mushrooms to the soup. These two ingredients dilute the taste of pepper. The soup brings fresh sweetness and tastes fresh and fragrant.

It’s no wonder that a group of people divided Du Heng’s soup base, the taste was really great. Even Xuan Yu drank two bowls.

Du Heng chewed the pig's belly. After an hour of cooking, the pig's belly was already very soft and had no fishy smell in his mouth. As soon as Du Heng finished taking a bite, Xuan Yu continued to feed it: "They are very happy and relaxed."

Hearing Xuan Yu say this, Du Heng looked at the people in the corridor and in the courtyard, and saw everyone holding chopsticks and bowls in their hands, laughing endlessly. Even the smile on the old-fashioned Yun Zheng's face never stopped, let alone the lively Chonghua.

Xuan Yu said slowly: "It's great that you come to the village."

Du Heng couldn't help but smile. Yes, as long as everyone is happy, whether it is pork belly chicken soup or pork belly chicken hotpot, aren't they all eaten in their stomachs? Why bother with the form? Just be happy!

Du Heng said: "I'll go fry the ribs, and I'll be able to eat after the ribs are fried."

Du Heng walked into the kitchen and looked at the people chatting and laughing outside the kitchen and felt comfortable. He poured soybean oil into the pot, and when the oil temperature was enough, he could put the ribs!

In fact, chopping the ribs into small pieces is more convenient to fry, but sometimes eating is the atmosphere. Let everyone see a domineering ribs first, and then chop them into small pieces and fry them again. This way you can eat two different flavors of ribs.

Although it was a bit difficult to operate when the first blowing was done, Du Heng thought it was good to listen to it like this!

What the chef is most looking forward to is the awesome sound when the dishes are on duty.

Du Heng shook the seasonings on the ribs and then put them in the batter and rolled them around. The ribs were immediately covered with a layer of milky white dough dress, so the food he had at home did not require too thick batter.

Du Heng carefully soaked the ribs along the edge of the pot into the oil pan. The quiet oil pan immediately exploded. The ribs were sinking into the bottom and the oil splashed everywhere. Du Heng took a step back to avoid the oil splashed out from the pot.

When the ribs are fried for the first time, you need to fry a cup of tea. When you first put them in the pot, because the batter and ribs contain a lot of water, the oil pan is louder. After a while, the moisture evaporates, and the movement in the pot will be much smaller.

Du Heng used a pike lid and chopsticks to turn the ribs over, which would make the ribs more delicious.

Just as Du Heng was about to put the lid next to him, he saw a ball of gold colliding from the corner of his eyes. Du Heng subconsciously hid, and with a thud, he fell into the oil pan with a thud!!

Du Henghun was scared away. He was about to reach out to catch a smile, but saw a darkness in front of him. A cold fragrance came into his nose. He was already held in Xuan Yu's arms and away from the stove.

Du Heng was so anxious that he still remembered Xiaoxiao in the pot: "Xiaoxiao..."

Xuan Yu said slowly: "Xiaoxiao is a fire monster, and that little temperature is nothing to him. If you go fishing, you will be burned."

Du Heng poked his head out of his arms, and saw Feng Gui lifting Xiaoxiao's neck with a dark face and lifting Xiaoxiao out of the oil pan. The fluff on Xiaoxiao's body was stained with oil, and the stove was filled with oil made by the uncle and nephew.

Xiaoxiao stood on the stove and chirped twice, his hair was stuck in strands of oil. Now he was like a walking oil brush, oil falling wherever he went. He stood on the stove, and the golden oil dripped off his hair, and then slid from the stove to the ground.

A large pool of oil quickly accumulated on the ground. If the hot hot oil was poured on the person, the person would definitely be hot. However, Xiaoxiao was in good spirits. He flapped his wings a few times and was scolding Fenggui.

Feng Gui cursed: "You have the best chance?! You just jump into the oil pan for the sake of a pig's belly?"

Xiaoxiao was extremely excited: "Jiuchi!!"

He flapped his wings while turning his mouth, and the hot oil spilled out, like a celestial girl scattering flowers.

While cursing, Feng Gui lit a tiny on Xiaoxiao. The oil-falling chicken immediately turned into a furry, golden yellow chicken, and the stove was all affected. When Xiaoxiao fell into the pot and fluttered, a lot of oil in the pot was splashed out. The ground around the stove was filled with hot oil spots.

Fortunately, Feng Gui was a little conscientious, and a flash of inspiration in his hand and the kitchen was clean. However, the oil for fried pork ribs in the pot was a lot less than the oil.

What Du Heng was most worried about was still happening. Xiaoxiao went into the pot and swam. He was fine, what should he do with his ribs?

Du Heng took out the ribs from the pot with a dark face, and was interrupted by Xiaoxiao and Fenggui. His ribs were fried more than a cup of tea. The ribs were sizzling on a large plate, which looked very delicious.

Du Heng sighed heavily at the plate of ribs: "What should I do?"

Is it lost or eaten? It’s a waste to lose it. If you continue to eat, will you feel uncomfortable?

Xiaoxiao was the first to speak: "Jiujiu~~" He can do it, he can eat it! He can eat two plates, anyway, it is his fried pork ribs in the bath, so he has no problem.

Du Heng picked up a piece of ginger and threw it at the back of Xiaoxiao's head: "Stand for me!"

Jiang Chiu hit Xiaoxiao's head accurately, and Xiaoxiao continued to stand straight in front of the window in the north. There was a Feng Gui standing next to him. The uncle and nephew's posture of thinking about his mistakes was exactly the same, even the posture of stretching out their hands/stretching their wings to scratch their butts together was the same.

Originally, Du Heng just wanted Xiaoxiao to stand alone, but unexpectedly, when he pointed at the corner of the wall and shouted, "Stand for me!", Feng Gui also stood up obediently.

Du Heng was stupid at that time.

Xuan Yu looked at the ribs and said, "Xiaoxiao loves cleanliness very much."

The implication is that even if Xiaoxiao takes a shower in the oil, they can accept it.

Du Heng looked at Lao Dao and Yun Zheng and the others. Lao Dao and the others were very calm: "It's okay, they are all a family."

Don’t fall in with a smile, even if he rolls all over the mud, Lao Dao and the others can eat the ribs without changing their faces.

No one had any objection, so Du Heng could only threaten to smile: "Next time I jump into the oil pan, I will punish you not to eat."

Xiaoxiao chirped twice with grievance, and Feng Gui said coldly: "I deserve it. I will punish you if I jumped on the oil pan next time."

Du Heng picked up another ginger and smashed it over. This time the ginger fell on the back of Feng Gui's head.

Feng Gui touched the back of his head and heard Du Heng roar: "And you! You are so old and you are fighting with your children for food! Do you want to eat less? You are not allowed to eat next time!"

Feng Gui:...Hey, the little man is really brave, and he dares to point fingers at him.

However, Feng Gui is a well-educated person. After thinking about it, he said, "Ah, I'll try my best."

This is Feng Gui’s biggest concession. If you don’t steal Xiaoxiao, where does that fun come from?

The oil temperature in the pot rose, and Du Heng put the ribs in and fryed them again. Because the frying time was a little longer, this time it could not be fried for too long.

After a while, the bridgehead ribs stood curved on the plate. Du Heng sprinkled seasonings such as pepper, salt, white sesame, peanuts, and crumbs of mad grass. It looked like grass growing on the small bridge, which was quite artistic.

The crispy coat on the ribs has been changed by Du Heng, and the meat on the curved ribs has been sliced ​​a layer and can be easily pinched down and tasted. When everyone finishes eating this layer of meat, Du Heng will chop the remaining ribs and season them again. The taste at that time is different from now on.

Du Heng put the ribs on the table, and Chonghua immediately squatted beside the dining table. He sucked the fragrance: "Wow, it smells so fragrant, can I eat one first?"

Du Heng smiled and said, "Okay, you try it first. This is the fried dish that is delicious. Everyone can try it! Except for Xiaoxiao and Fenggui."

Xiaoxiao and Fenggui, who were about to turn around, looked at each other, and Fenggui said to Xiaoxiao with a chill: "Look, it's all because of you."

Xiaoxiao wanted to fight with his uncle again.

Xiaoxiao never felt that the punishment for standing was such a painful punishment. Although Du Heng had just punished him for standing a cup of tea, he felt like he had been fined for a year. He heard Lao Dao and the others eating the meat on peanuts and pork ribs. Ah, the crispy fried meat was delicious when he heard it.

Xiaoxiao's saliva hung on his mouth. When the time for a cup of tea came, he immediately flapped his wings and flew to the chair: "Jiuchi!!"

Let him take a bite, he will be greedy!

Jing Nan put two slices of meat in Fenggui's bowl: "If we don't come, we will eat them all." Fenggui sat down slowly, and he slowly put the meat in the bowl into his mouth: "I'm not smiling, so there is no need to do it specifically..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Gui changed his words: "It smells so good."

The freshly fried pork ribs are crispy, and the thin coat is covered with thick marinated meat. The meat is not at all, and it is full of juice when you take a bite. It is really addictive to the fragrant peanuts on it.

Xuan Yu stuffed two slices of meat into Du Heng's mouth: "Don't be busy cooking, eat some first."

Du Heng poured soybean oil into the pot, and he wanted to stir-fry pork liver. The plate of pork liver fried at noon received everyone's praise, and Jing Nan called for it to eat this in the evening. He smiled and said, "The rest are a few quick dishes, which will be cooked soon. You go over and sit down first."

Xuan Yu said slowly: "I'll help you."

Du Heng thought for a while and said, "Then help me take out the leftover braised pork for lunch and steam it on the rice?"

If two pots are carried out at the same time, the speed will be much faster. One pot is simmered with the rice and steamed with braised pork. In the other pot, the soybean oil is boiling. Du Heng poured the thin pork liver into the pot and stir-fryed for a while. When the pork liver changes color, he sprinkled with green peppers and seasonings.

A plate of pork liver quickly lay tenderly on the plate. They were poured with thin thickened red and green pepper flakes, as if saying to everyone: Don't be polite, come and eat me.

It's really not implicit at all!

Soybean oil was poured into the pot again. This time Du Heng added chili to the soybean oil, and a pungent smell spread. Du Heng sniffed: "Xuan Yu, does the formation work?"

Isn't there such a big smoke when I cook spicy dishes?

As soon as Du Heng finished speaking, a light of inspiration appeared in Xuan Yu's hand: "Feng Gui was too domineering just now, and the formation was a little slow. I will practice it immediately."

After Xuan Yu said this, the oil smoke in the kitchen was taken away by the restored formation. Du Heng could finally put seasonings in the oil with peace of mind. He grabbed a handful of pepper and threw it into the pot, then added salt and a little fermented glutinous rice, and of course shredded ginger are also indispensable.

When the seasonings in the pot were red, he poured the pig blood and tofu into the pot along the edge of the pot. A large piece of red and white suddenly appeared in the pot, and the sound of gurgling sounded, which made him feel very appetizing.

Du Heng drew a little sauce, and he poured the sauce into the pot. The sound in the pot was quiet for a while and then gurgled louder. When he sprinkled pepper and mad grass on it, a pot of spicy and fragrant pork red stewed tofu was finished!
Chapter completed!