Excellent ingredients are either extremely complex or extremely simple, Lin Chou firmly believed in this.
Now that we are in the wilderness, there are no better conditions for meticulous work. Besides, if he just wants to get a complete kitchen, others may not be able to accept it.
Lin Chou said,
"I'm going to make a crock pot chicken with chicken and mushrooms. I want..."
Qin Wuyong picked up the three chickens without saying a word.
"Don't worry! I'm good at killing chickens to retrieve eggs!"
Barrage,
"Brother Wuyong, when will you have some dignity?"
Qin Wuyong laughed, his expression was quite proud,
"Between delicious food and dignity, I can only choose chopsticks."
After boiling a pot of water, Qin Wuyong carried the pot and carried the chicken to the lake.
The water of the lake is very clear. With the good eyesight of the evolved people, even in the dark night, groups of tadpoles and small mountain catfish fry can be seen wandering aimlessly under the surface of the lake.
Qin Wuyong pointed at the water with an extremely serious expression.
——"See, this is the bloody accumulation of primitive capital."
Barrage,
"..."
The three chickens were boiled in water, and Qin Wuyong used the lake water to pluck the feathers and remove the internal organs of the chickens.
These hens were not poisoned to death by centipede poison. Two of them were wrapped around their necks and suffocated to death, while the other one had too many wounds on its body and should have died of excessive bleeding.
Qin Wuyong suddenly realized,
"That's right. I said this chicken is definitely not afraid of centipede poison. In ancient times, it was said that the rooster's comb is the holy medicine that can cure centipede poison, haha."
Three chickens, two hours, Qin Wuyong did not waste even the smallest chicken intestines, all were processed.
"Boss Lin, I've got it done... Damn it, what the hell is this!!"
Xiao Xiao looked dry, as if explaining and comforting her eyes. Even she, who had watched the whole process, was confused.
"Brother Lin Chou said he wanted to burn a clay pot... He mixed it with a bunch of mud, kneaded it and threw it into the fire... When he took it out, it looked like this..."
Next to the fire are placed four clay pottery vessels the size of basins. They are 40 centimeters high, with a large belly and a thin flat bottom. They have no ears or lids, but their surfaces are as black as lacquer and as bright as water. They look rough but are actually simple. It does not lose an ancient charm, it is very delicate and has a strong artistic flavor. In short, it does not look like something that can be baked in just a few hours. It looks like it has been handed down from the ancient times before the cataclysm. The precious porcelain is not far behind.
Qin Wuyong wanted to pluck out his eyeballs to prove that he was really blind.
"Did you really cook this thing? Two hours?! How long does it take me to pluck a chicken feather??"
Lin Chou nodded expressionlessly. If he could really burn Nixi black pottery in two hours, why would he be talking about this? He would have applied for World Heritage status long ago.
It was just a matter of making some yellow mud, kneading a lot of urine pot-shaped objects that were either round or flat, and lighting a fire. Then the system worked - he asked for four earthenware dustpans and let them go directly. The system is consigned to the ash heap.
Of course, the most important job still needs to be completed by him personally - to find the black clay pots produced by the four systems from the pile of waste and install a beep that is smooth and smooth enough.
"Well, a lot of them were burned, and only four were formed."
Seeing a lot of stuff in the ash pile, Qin Wuyong felt that he was somewhat balanced. He was pulling and pulling, his eyes wandering back and forth between the four slim black girls and the pile of urine jars.
"It's not Boss Lin. There's a huge difference between the formed and the unformed, right?"
Lin Chou said confidently, "Ahem, it's the first time you have a fever, so you'll inevitably make a mistake."
Barrage,
"Hold the grass, 6 turned over my Boss Lin."
"Fire black pottery for two hours? Why don't you go to heaven!"
"Well, this black pottery made by Boss Lin is probably Tibetan style. It's so good that it looks fake just by looking at it. If it wasn't steamy, I would have thought it was brought back from ancient times."
Lin Chou secretly rolled his eyes. You need to take these four black pottery jars to the scientific research institute now to make a carbon 14 test to ensure that except for the ashes on them, they are the real ones from 1,700 years ago.
Cut the three chickens into pieces, and visually check that they can just enough to fill four clay pots.
Qin Wuyong knew what was going on when he saw Lin Chou's eyes.
"Okay, I'll go dig out two more stone pots and come back."
Everyone had a good rest yesterday - of course they had eaten a lot in the morning, so no one minded spending more time waiting for delicious food.
Lin Chou smiled and took out the treasure he had just harvested, and explained the origin to the camera amidst the sound of Qin Wuyong banging the pot.
Barrage,
"Hey, there's this kind of mushroom? I've never heard of it."
"The world is full of wonders, but this is too mysterious. Does this mushroom need to eat gold to grow?"
"Yeah, it's another one we don't know about. There are so many damn good things out there, but I'm afraid you won't recognize them even if you're lucky enough to see them!"
"Feel the same."
Lin Chou thought so.
"Well, but the chance of encountering something of this level is no less than winning the jackpot."
"When the environment was suitable before the catastrophe, in the best years, the annual output of fresh mushrooms in the several growth areas of the hairy mushrooms did not exceed 500 kilograms. We couldn't even set a price for it. It’s fate to be in it.”
"Actually, even I don't have much hope - I thought that maybe the scientific research institute had dug up the gold mines, and the hairy mushrooms were afraid of the extinction of the population and were not selective about food, so I just randomly found such a place to grow. Not very suitable for them, it’s too hot here.”
The barrage was hilarious,
"Damn it, this is a high-end black bar."
"If you are brave enough to be a master of art, can you do this? I'm sorry..."
"Boss Lin's sense of humor... Not only did I not laugh, I also shuddered."
Qin Wuyong carried two pots and threw them on the ground, "Hey, what are we talking about? It's so lively."
Xiao Xiao interjected,
"Everyone thinks that Brother Lin Chou is much more humorous than you."
Qin Wuyong looked at her strangely, "Oh, when did brother Lin Chou start calling me?"
"You...hum!"
Lin Chou stood up and said, "Ahem, here comes the serious work. Let's cook."
"Today I'm going to make an upgraded version of chicken stewed with mushrooms... emmm, mainly because of the limited conditions and lack of spices. I don't have vermicelli here, otherwise I can really stew the whole chicken with mushrooms."
The barrage was full of "hahaha".
Qin Wuyong rolled his eyes, what's so funny about this?
"Ahem, I'm going to make a crock pot chicken. That's why I burn the black pottery."
"When it comes to Crock Pot Chicken, we have to talk about a place called Zhuji before the Great Catastrophe. The Crock Pot Chicken here is outstanding. The container used by the locals to cook Crock Pot Chicken is made of clay. The clay pot is also called a '畚'. Without this kind of vessel, the clay pot chicken would not be called clay pot chicken."
Lin Chou picked up a fired black pottery "dust bowl" and took a close-up of it.
"Cooking food in earthen pottery containers has a history of thousands of years in China. Even in the current era of catastrophe, it has not been abandoned. Especially this kind of rough black pottery, the dishes made with other cooking utensils can not provide ingredients. It has a unique taste, and many people call it an authentic earthy aroma.”
"The dustpan I use is a special one. It's about three centimeters thick. It's perfect for making crock pot chicken, except for the strange shape."
Spread a layer of ginger slices on the bottom, place the washed and dried chicken pieces skin side up in the pan one by one until it is full, then wash the tomentosa mushrooms and put them in.
Put the chicken and mushrooms on the earthenware basket and pour a bottle of rice wine into each——
"Hey, hey? Boss Lin, why do you still carry cooking wine when you go out?"
Lin Chou smiled indifferently and thought it was cooking wine, "I'm not only carrying cooking wine, I'm also carrying soy sauce!"
"..."
After adding soy sauce and cooking wine, this dish has completely completed the first step. Place three two-centimeter-thick stone slabs in the stone pot, just enough to support the basket and prevent it from direct contact with the bottom of the pot.
After putting the lids on the four pots one by one, Lin Chou clapped his hands and said, "It's done."
Xiao Xiao and Qin Wuyong blinked.
"Finished?"
"Is this the end?!"
Lin Chou spread his hands, "It's over~"
Qin Wuyong couldn't laugh or cry.
"This is too simple...I didn't even add salt and water..."
Lin Chou said,
"The basket is not in direct contact with the bottom of the pot, and the food can only be cooked by relying on the heat from the baking of the pot and the conduction of the tiles. There is almost no loss of moisture. Moreover, I added a lot of rice wine and some soy sauce, plus the chicken is being heated during the heating process. The water released from the chicken is enough. One of the characteristics of Crock Pot Chicken is that no water is added."
"I thought that Zhuji Crock Chicken uses Xianju chicken, which was raised on short-footed pears. Our chicken was raised on large centipedes, so the taste should be the same, not to mention that there are large amounts of hairy mushrooms. Here’s the secret weapon.”
"Wait a minute, wait a minute..."
Qin Wuyong suddenly discovered a question that was subconsciously ignored by several people, "Mushrooms and chickens have different levels, right?"
Lin Chou thought about it for a while and understood.
"Ah, Xiao Xiao...it should be fine. I'll know after I eat it and give it a try."
Xiao Xiao almost cried,
"I won't be able to eat it..."
The barrages of comfort came like rain,
"Xiao Xiao, don't cry, stand up..."
"Xiao Xiao, don't be afraid~ You can smell it if you can't eat it~"
"That's right. It's pity that we can only watch."
"I'm glad to hear it (add two exclamation points to indicate the tone)!!"
If Qin Wuyong hadn't tried his best to stop him, Miss Xiao, who was full of anger, could have broken the recorder into more than a hundred pieces.
Qin Wuyong asked,
"How long do we have to wait?"
Lin Chou fiddled with the charcoal fire and replied, "Look at this fire, it will last two to three hours."
Qin Wuyong said dryly.
After half an hour, Miss Xiao asked,
"How long will it take? I can't really eat, can I?"
"Two hours, maybe."
After another half hour, Chi Zhi began to wander around Lin Chou and the fire.
Lin Chou's face was expressionless.
"An hour and a half."
"oh!"
These are the overlapping sounds of three people.
Every minute and second that followed became painful, because the heavy stone pot lid and the bamboo leaves caulking the pot could no longer hide the aroma in the pot.
Gungun also floated over - his hammock had finally completed its mission and was completely scrapped. Master Gungun was swinging on it just now.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah?"
This is followed by the modal particles of Sigouzi,
"Oooh!"
Lin Chou rubbed his eyebrows.
"Half an hour...no, just fifteen minutes!"
The moment the lid of the pot was opened, a total of seven heads appeared directly above the pot, namely: Lin Chou, Qin Wuyong, Chi Zhi, Xiao Xiao, Gun Gun, Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai.
The main reason why there are no Sigouzi is that this guy's legs are too short to reach, and the black and white guys always stand on Gungun's head.
If you dare to pick up the edge of the pot, the furious Boss Lin might change his mind about eating dog meat tonight.
Lin Chou was unhappy.
"What are you looking at here? Set the table, put the dishes and chopsticks, and get ready to eat!"
A black gold-colored clay pot was placed on a simple stone table, steam was rising, and the bonfire illuminated the entire temporary hut with sufficient light.
Everyone sat in rows, even Gungun was no exception, but unfortunately, Master Gungun could only sit outside the bamboo hut in aggrieved manner.
What appeared in the basket was a pot of soup that was as light as water. The bright orange fat reflected the light of the fire. Even the tender chicken skin and pink chicken seemed to be coated with a layer of burning color.
The hairy mushroom fully stretched out in the soup, and even appeared twice as lively as when it was in the ground, as if this moment was the most glorious moment in its life - perhaps considering the thinking of a gluttonous eater, And indeed it is.
After more than two hours of collision and fusion between the mushrooms and the chicken, the fresh aroma of the plant and the fat aroma of the animal completely merged together, and the fresh aroma bursting out was indescribable and difficult to distinguish from each other.
This is exactly what Lin Chou wants, a harmony like thunder from the sky, a combination like thunder from the sky and fire from the earth.
Lin Chou said,
"Xiao Xiao, wait a minute, let's try it first."
Xiao Xiao looked at Lin Chou with tears in her eyes, "Oh~"
Qin Wuyong chuckled evilly, and then a piece of extremely fat and tender chicken leg meat entered his mouth.
"The chicken skin melts in your mouth, like a bowl of hot soup, fresh, warm and moist. The chicken...chicken...sizzles. How should I describe this feeling? It's like, like the delicate arms of a beautiful woman." Boneless, it’s obviously hot, but it gives people a pinky and slightly cool feeling..."
Before he finished speaking, a bunch of barrages popped up.
"Manual @yongsao."
"Brother Wuyou, you are so shameless..."
"The anchor is involved in pornography and has been reported."
Sure enough, when Qin Wuyong swallowed his first bite of crock pot chicken, Lin Chou's system prompt came,
"Congratulations to the host for producing a recognized delicacy: Crock Pot Chicken (modification). The first production has received a 120% special effect bonus, eliminating some negative effects, and all attributes are +12.
Golden Rooster Release (only):
The young man who traveled through time, the son of the plane, the peak of life, nothing more than this.
Those who eat this dish will be watched by the Great Will, blessed with the power of luck, and their luck will be permanently increased by 1 base point.
Note:
If the person who eats this dish encounters the golden rooster crowing, the special effect will be a hundred times greater and the effect will last for 24 hours. "
"Hey, congratulations to the host for properly combining ingredients, understanding some of the essence of cooking, and making a high-quality and rare dish called Crock Pot Chicken (revised) regardless of level. It has been fully recognized by the apocalyptic God of Cooking system and has been included in the God of Cooking menu. Special reward: Advanced lottery. One chance, intelligence value +7. Since the host has made a dish that ignores the level for the first time, an additional high-level lottery opportunity will be awarded. I hope the host will eliminate the bad and keep the good."
"Want to use Advanced Lottery 2 now?"
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