At this time, the steamed crabs in the pot were about to start steaming. He added two spoons of white wine to the pot and covered the lid: "Xiaoxiao, call me with an incense stick after the water boils."

Du Heng found that Xiaoxiao had a keen intuition about time. Sometimes he put an hourglass next to him and was unable to remind him. Xiaoxiao was eating a meat crab pot, and he had only had time to send out half a chirp.

As Du Heng said, no ingredient in the meat crab pot is a supporting role. All ingredients have a stunning side. The first thing to talk about is this chicken feet.

Everyone is used to eating chicken feet made from Du Heng, five-spice white-brown spicy, and chicken feet made from Du Heng are soft and glutinous, cold and chewy. They have never eaten such crispy chicken feet. They gently pick up one chicken feet and just put it in their mouths and suck it. The outer skin of the chicken feet will slide into the mouth, and a little sip will turn into a full mouthful of sticky glutinous.

Du Heng was seasoned properly, and the chicken feet tasted salty and sweet. Even Jing Nan, who was very resistant to chili peppers, had a lot of fun. Not to mention a small foodie like Xiaoxiao. Now, Xiaoxiao started to hum songs again.

Look at the tofu that has been sucked in full soup, which is fresh and tender. When you gently squeeze it open, the soup in the holes of the tofu will flow out thickly. If you come here, a bowl of spiritual rice can be mixed with spiritual rice and dance in your mouth.

Then I looked at the potatoes that Du Heng strongly pushed. The potatoes were already cooked and broken and broken. If you want to eat them, you can only slant over the chopsticks and gently carry them into the bowl. The new potatoes are covered with flour and thick soup, and gently press them on their tongues, and they become a full mouthful of fresh fragrance.

The prawns and squids are not behind. Their meat is firm and elastic when cooked a little. They can taste the fresh sweetness of the ingredients themselves. If you think it’s troublesome, the whole shrimp can be thrown into your mouth and chewed. The fresh sweetness of the shrimp meat mixed with the salty sweetness of the soup makes people unable to stop. The squid rolls cut with a flower knife have the same connotation. Their body has hidden mystery and can wrap up more soup.

Finally, I want to talk about crabs. The crab roe that is cooked just right is delicate and sweet. Take the upper half and take it to the crab body and take it into one bite. The crab meat and crab roe fill your mouth. The crab with crescent-shaped bite marks can be seen on the crabs.

After eating the crab body, there is also a world inside the crab legs. Patient people will break it down one by one and suck the meat inside one by one. If they are impatient, they will throw it into their mouths and chew it out, spit out a bunch of residue. If they are even impatient, they will chew it and swallow it!

Yun Zheng, who was rigorous and obedient, ate three crabs in a row before stopping. He said happily: "It's so delicious. I have never eaten such crabs. Mr. Du, can I come back tomorrow? Please help us make more. After you leave, Chonghua and others will be able to taste your skills."

Yun Zheng rarely made a request, so Du Heng would certainly not refuse. He smiled generously: "Okay! Actually, I told you that you can put everything in the meat crab pot, mix it with chicken, or add pork ribs, and cook it if you like it."

Chonghua's eyes were bright: "Then... can you do some?" Du Heng promised: "No problem!"

After eating the meat crab pot for a while, I felt the dish was a little cold. Du Heng said at this time: "You can put this dish on the stove underneath and cook it while eating it. Even if you eat it in the end, it will be hot. It is easy to dry the soup and taste a little salty when cooking, but adding some boiling water will not be a big problem. Why don't we try it now?"

He was dry as soon as he said, and Du Heng poured the meat crab pot in the bowl into his hot pot special pot. Sure enough, the slightly cool dish started to heat up again.

Feng Gui took out the green plum wine: "Didn't Du Heng say that Qingmei wine can be cooked last time? Why don't you cook a little?" Jing Nan also had this meaning: "Okay, don't you have a wine cup that can warm up? Take it out."

Du Heng was not interested in Qingmei wine. He was waiting for Xiaoxiao to remind him to pick up the steamed crabs. Feng Gui and the others just poured the wine, Xiaoxiao reminded Du Heng.

The steamed crabs lay neatly upwards in the steamer. Their color was orange-yellow, and the lower part of the steamer was soaked with yellow grease. Du Heng sighed: "What a fat crab."

In Du Heng's hometown, crabs are a luxury thing. Even in Du Heng's private restaurant, the daily crab reserves are not very large. A crab is dozens of times, and Du Heng feels painful every time he eats it.

Every time I eat crabs, there is an important festival - Mid-Autumn Festival. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the family gathers together to taste crabs and watch the moon and eat moon cakes. People who are more elegant also have to drink some realgar wine.

Xuan Yu picked up a crab and put it in Du Heng's bowl. He asked, "Do you need me to help you remove the crab?" Du Heng waved his hand: "No, no, the fun of eating crabs is to eat crabs."

Du Heng didn't need it, but Xiaoxiao needed it. Xiaoxiao pushed the plate in front of him to Xuan Yu without hesitation. Feng Gui and the others laughed so hard that their stomachs hurt: "Xiaoyu, just leave Xiaoxiao."

Xuan Yu really had a skill in dismantling crabs. When he turned his spirit, the crabs were intact crab meat on the plate. Du Heng didn't know how Xuan Yu did it. He was shocked at the crabs that seemed to have peeled off the shell on the plate: "All this is OK?"

Of course this is OK. Xuan Yu dismantled one for Du Heng, and Du Heng couldn't bear to eat it.

After drinking a little wine, everyone's chattering opened. Jing Nan looked at the moon above his head: "In the blink of an eye, we have been to Dongji Mountain for more than half a month, right? It's just now that autumn is coming in the village, and Dongji Mountain has already started to fall leaves."

Yun Zheng said: "Yes, the winter in Dongji Mountain is very long, and it will snow in another month."

Hearing Yun Zheng say this, Du Heng looked up at the sky. I wonder if it was an illusion, but he felt that the moon during this period was particularly bright. After thinking about it carefully, it was not far from the middle of the eighth month of the lunar calendar. The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, and it is time to make moon cakes.

The mooncakes in my hometown are of all kinds. Du Heng can do Cantonese and Su's, so he began to think about what to make. First of all, the mooncakes with fresh meat must not be missing. The five-nut fillings that are despised by everyone must also be included. If possible, you can also make salted egg yolk meat floss or lotus paste...

Thinking of this, Du Heng's thoughts couldn't help but float away, and even Xuan Yu took off two crabs in his bowl and didn't notice it.

Xuan Yu didn't bother him. He felt that Du Heng was silly and cute when he was dazed. However, Xiaoxiao stopped resigning. Xiaoxiao chuckled at Du Heng for a long time. Seeing that Du Heng did not respond, Xiaoxiao even slapped Du Heng's back with his wings.

Du Heng suddenly came to his senses and asked embarrassedly: "What are Xiaoxiao talking about?" He had not passed the bird singing yet, and he couldn't understand it after Xiaoxiao said a little longer.

Xuan Yu explained: "Xiaoxiao said you didn't make the fried chicken and shredded taro you promised to make for him."

Du Heng's face turned red, terrible, and he smiled and forgot. He actually forgot about it. There were a lot of chickens, ducks and geese stored in the refrigerator, which was easy to cook. However, the last taro was made into taro pork. If you want to eat taro, you must ripen the taro in the field that has not yet grown.

Those taros were dug from Dongji Mountain. Du Heng hadn't eaten them yet. I don't know if their taste and taste looked like they bought from Zhou's shop. Taros are very picky, with origin climate and hydrology... As long as there are subtle differences, the taros they grow will vary greatly.

Du Heng said to Xiaoxiao, "You can have fried chicken, I will try taro before I know." Xiaoxiao was very satisfied. Du Heng looked at the meat crab pot in Xiaoxiao's bowl, and he couldn't laugh and cry: "You really eat the bowl and think about the pot."

Xiaoxiao's eyes narrowed: "Jiujiu." Since he picked up Du Heng, he has eaten a lot of delicious food. He wants to try the delicious food Du Heng said.

Everyone tasted steamed crabs and ate the meat crab pot. Before they knew it, the moon climbed to the top of their heads. Yun Zheng and Chonghua drank too much, and Yun Zheng blushed and held Lao Dao's hand: "For so many years in Dongji Mountain, this period is my happiest and relaxed time."

In previous years, even if the mountains are full of scenery, they will get tired of seeing too much. He and Chonghua guarded Dongji Mountain. They saw that the people who went up the mountain to dig treasures were deceiving each other for a spiritual plant. Before they knew it, they were very indifferent to human cultivation and human nature.

In fact, Dongji Mountain is easy to live. Yun Zheng and Chonghua are not bloodthirsty people, but there are very few people and demons who can pass through the 杨来本語 and Qiongqi Road. Even if there are no poisonous snakes, insects, rats and ants in the mountains, their internal conflicts can still break them apart.

The longer they stay here, the cooler they feel. They have not been as relaxed and comfortable as they are now for a long time. The key figure who brought all this is Du Heng.

Chonghua hugged Du Heng's waist and hummed: "Don't leave, who will cook for us when you leave? Stay here, even if you don't cook, I like you. OK?" The drunk Chonghua was later carried away by Lao Dao. I wonder what his expression would be when he woke up and said so much to Du Heng.

Xuan Yu also drank a little wine today. Under the slightly cool moonlight, he leaned relaxed on the chair and looked at the moon in the sky. For a moment, Du Heng felt that Xuan Yu was particularly lonely, but when he looked at Du Heng, Du Heng's shadow reflected in his eyes.

Xuan Yu smiled slightly, and millions of scenery in the world had lost their color. Xuan Yu's voice was as sweet as boiled sugar: "Du Heng."

Du Heng reached out and touched Xuan Yu's face: "Xuan Yu, are you drunk?" Xuan Yu's face looked very normal, but Du Heng always felt that his eyes were already blurred.

Xuan Yu grabbed Du Heng's hand and kissed the back of his hand: "I'm not drunk." Du Heng smiled and said, "I thought you were drunk."

Xuan Yu nodded and looked at Jing Nan and Feng Gui opposite him: "I'm waiting for them to fall down to drag them back to the room."

Hearing Xuan Yu's words, Du Heng looked opposite the table, and saw Jing Nan's face flushed. He pulled Feng Gui and muttered: "You are my brother, good brother, come and touch one!" Feng Gui held a crab shell in his hand and clashed with Jing Nan's empty cup: "Yes! Touch one!"

Du Heng:...These two are so drunk, why haven't they fallen down yet? They have been clinking each other for half an hour, right? It's endless.

Xiaoxiao was the most comfortable on the entire dining table. He was just a cub, and it was not his turn to drink. After eating, he ran to the spring water to take a shower early, and now he was already lying on Du Heng's bed and fell asleep.

Finally, Jing Nan lay down first, and his body slid down the table. Du Heng thought he would roll to the ground, but when he looked under the table, his body was tilted and his head was resting on Feng Gui's thighs. Feng Gui rubbed Jing Nan's hair, he laughed twice, and then lay on the table with a thud.

Du Heng breathed a sigh of relief: "I finally fell down." Xuan Yu stood up and walked towards the two of them: "You go back and rest first, I will deal with the rest."

With Xuan Yu here, Du Heng had never brushed the bowl, and Xuan Yu had always done this kind of thing to clean up the mess.

After Xuan Yu Jingnan and Feng Gui were moved into the room, he found Du Heng was still sitting on the chair and looking at Xuan Yu with a smile. Xuan Yu smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

Du Heng's smile even more: "My Xiaoheng is so beautiful." Xuan Yu walked to Du Heng and squatted down. He held Du Heng's hands and looked at Du Heng deeply: "My Xiaoheng is so beautiful."

Du Heng got up a little late the next day. When he opened his eyes, he saw Xiaoxiao pressing on his chest. Du Heng rubbed Xiaoxiao: "I felt that I was not breathing smoothly in my dreams, it turned out that it was you who did it." Xiaoxiao rubbed Du Heng's face intimately: "Jiujiu~"

Perhaps Du Heng promised Xiaoxiao to make fried chicken for him. This guy has followed Du Heng in a row since the morning. When Du Heng was practicing, he could see Xiaoxiao squatting in front of him as soon as he opened his eyes. When he went to the field with his back basket, Xiaoxiao squatted heavily in the back basket.

He didn't care about it every year, and today he was relying on Du Heng.

Du Heng was helpless, so he could only ripen two taro trees. If he didn't make fried chicken and shredded taro for Xiaoxiao today, I'm afraid it would be as simple as pressing his chest tonight.

After peeling the fresh taro, Du Heng felt a little nervous. The taro in Dongji Mountain was white and there were no purple-red patterns on it. I wonder what the taste of such taro would taste, but Du Heng was unsure. After thinking about it, he found a few potatoes. If he failed to pull the shredded taro, he could still save the situation.

Du Heng peeled the taro and sweet potato and cut it into hob pieces. Although the cut taro and taro are white, they can be distinguished at a glance. The texture of the taro surface is sticky, while the sweet potato should be dry. Du Heng put the two ingredients in a basket and waited for cooking.

He took out five small tender chickens from the refrigerator, each weighing only two or three pounds, which was the most suitable for making fried chicken. Du Heng removed the small tender chickens from the head and tail and chopped them into large pieces. He put the chopped chickens in a wooden basin and then put the marinade that had been prepared long ago.

The marinade contains garlic, salt, soy sauce, pepper and a small amount of sugar. Du Heng stirred the chicken pieces evenly and colored them and greeted her and smiled: "Xiaoxiao, go find your uncle and let him use the method of flying time quickly."

Xiaoxiao shook his head regretfully: "Jiuchi~" Uncle drunk last night and couldn't get up today.

Du Heng touched Xiaoxiao's head: "Then... let's make double taros first."

The potato and taro cut into hob pieces were thrown into clean water by Du Heng. Just cook half a cup of tea and you can take it out. The double taro after a little stew is still quite hard at this time, but it doesn't matter. They will soon be coated with a layer of starch and put into the oil pan.

The taro and sweet potatoes wrapped in starch did not seem to change much, mainly because they were both white. After the oil in the pot was hot, Du Heng slid the double taros one by one along the edge of the pot into the oil pan.

The heat in the pot should not be too high, and it needs to be fried slowly over medium heat. Du Heng is quite patient. He poked the double taro in the pot with chopsticks from time to time.

Xiaoxiao stretched out her neck: "Jiuchi..." Isn't it okay yet? He was waiting in a hurry.

When the tip of the chopsticks could easily penetrate the double taro, Du Heng took the double taro out of the pot. In the pot next to him, he had prepared white sugar and water. At this time, the sugar in the pot had not melted yet and was piled on the bottom of the pot and was white.

As the temperature in the pot slowly rises, the sugar slowly melts. The melted sugar water is not thick at the beginning, but as it is boiled, large bubbles appear in the water, and then the bubbles turn into fine bubbles. You can't worry at this time, the sugar has not been boiled yet.

Du Heng stirred the sugar water and said to Xiaoxiao: "This dish is delicious, but it is easy to gain weight if you eat too much."

While high-oil and sugary things bring satisfaction to people, they can also make people hate them. Du Heng couldn't help but touch his belly. He felt that he would never think of cultivating abdominal muscles like Xuan Yu and the others in his life.

When the sugar color turned slightly yellow, Du Heng dipped it in the sugar water with chopsticks. He quickly put the chopsticks into the cold water bowl that had been prepared long ago. He saw a thin layer of sugar coating on the chopsticks, and took it out and bit it. It was crispy and sweet and not sticky at the same time!

Du Heng calmly poured the double taro into a sugar water pot and stir-fryed for a few times, and then put the double taro that was sticky and mixed with the sugar water onto a plate. At this time, if you pick up a piece of ingredients, you will see golden brushed silk appearing between the ingredients.

Xiaoxiao grew up and waited for Du Heng to feed him. Du Heng nerdly fed him a chopstick: "How is it?"

Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up suddenly: "Chir!" OK!

The double taro, which was boiled and fried after being fried, was crispy and soft inside, crisp and sweet. The ingredients were hot, but the silk wrapped around the outer layer had cooled down. Xiaoxiao couldn't tell whether the crispy was sugar or starchy coat. He only knew it was delicious.

Du Heng’s hidden menu is so great! Xiaoxiao was about to have a feast when he suddenly looked up at Du Heng, and then greeted Du Heng enthusiastically: "Jiujiu."

Eat it, don’t watch him eat alone, there are so many here!

Du Heng picked up chopsticks and took a bite of the ingredients. The outer layer was covered with sugar and starch. He could no longer tell whether the potato or taro he picked up. However, after he put it in his mouth and took it, he confirmed that it was potato.

This is a successful double taro with silk-pulled taro, at least Du Heng gave it a full score. The white-hearted taro has a better starch content than the red-hearted ones, and it tastes dry. However, the outer oil coat and glucosmear are moist, and it is just right to mix it together!
Chapter completed!