"This is true."
"Seriously, even if you were robbed, the two robbers actually called the young master a sissy." Zhang Yumeng was already laughing so hard that she couldn't straighten up.
Xiao Yu was stunned for a moment, covering his mouth and raising his eyebrows. It was the first time he saw such an interesting person. The days ahead should not be boring.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and Yang Qian almost never went out except for exercising in the morning.
"Yang Gan, go ahead and go shopping with me. I go alone every time, so you're not afraid of me being robbed of my wealth and sex."
Yang Gan scratched his waist, his hair was disheveled, and he had the attitude of not leaving home even if he died.
"No, I have ordered Gao Yushi to investigate this matter thoroughly. There will never be any robbery here. If you want to go, just go and don't bother me."
"Yang Qian, go ahead. Just give me, a little girl, a little sense of security." Knowing that Yang Qian was young and would not have any bad thoughts towards him, Zhang Yumeng began to become more and more presumptuous, grabbing his arm directly and holding her in her arms. Keep rubbing inside.
"Gu bleep, gu blew!" At this time, several people were walking towards the inner hall, holding a struggling animal in their hands. Yang Gan jumped instantly when he heard the sound. stand up.
"Old Chen? What are you doing?"
Lao Chen happily asked someone to put down the pig on the stick. "Sir, look, the pig we raised has grown up. Although it is not the biggest yet, it is ready to eat now."
Yang Gan immediately walked out of the room and looked around the big fat pig. The pig tied to the wooden stick was not like the big white pigs in Yang Qian's impression. Black pig.
"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Guuuuuuuu~~~!" Yang Qian tapped the big black pig's nose with his finger, causing it to struggle again.
Yang Gan said excitedly, "Find a place to kill first. You guys can eat here today."
"That's a good feeling. Boys, go find a wasteland outside and kill the pig. Don't pollute the young master's mansion."
"Okay~~~" Several strong young men immediately carried the big black pig towards the door.
How long?
Yang Gan couldn't remember how long it had been since he had eaten pork.
Yang Qian didn't know how many ways to cook pork, but at least nearly 30% of the dishes he ate in his previous life were about how to cook pork, including frying and cooking, there were too many.
No, you can't think about this. As soon as you think about it, the saliva in your mouth begins to secrete violently.
Thinking of this, Yang Qian couldn't help it anymore, rushed to the kitchen, opened jars one by one, ginger, bean paste, which is the predecessor of soy sauce, something similar to bean paste, and rice wine.
"Damn it, it's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice." Yang Gan walked out with a headache on his face.
"Bang~~~!"
Perhaps because he was too absorbed in thinking, Yang Qian didn't see the person at all and knocked him to the ground directly.
"Yeah, Yang Qian, you hit someone and you're blind when you walk." The person who came was Zhang Yumeng, who was knocked to his butt.
At this time, she was grinning and covering her butt.
Yang Gan raised his eyebrows and pulled Zhang Yumeng up, "Oh, I didn't see you. I have a headache now."
"Hey~~~You are so short, how can you get so much strength? Why do you have a headache?"
Yang Gan said depressedly, "I raised a group of pigs last time. If nothing else happens,
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You should be able to eat pork. "
Zhang Yumeng's eyes widened and he looked at Yang Gan with disbelief on his face, muttering, "Don't lie to me. I saw someone eating pork two days ago. It was so unpalatable and smelly."
"If nothing else happens, the pigs I raise will never stink, but are very fragrant. The problem I have now is that there are not enough spices. Now I only have bean paste, ginger, and rice wine."
Zhang Yumeng wiped the corner of his mouth unconsciously: "You think there is too little seasoning, right?"
"Yes, there are only three. Even if you buy them, you will still have pears and dates at most, but I don't think these are seasonings."
Zhang Yumeng kept walking back and forth with his feet on his feet. There was no reason to give up on such a good thing as eating pork.
"Yang Gan, I have a way. Come on, come with me."
"Hey, where are you going?"
"Don't worry, I won't trick you." Zhang Yumeng seemed to have thought of something, grabbed Yang Qian and ran outside.
At this time, Zhang Yumeng felt that Yang Qian was really good at buying houses. There were downtown areas on both sides. If this was placed in a big city, it would be a proper luxury house in the city center. It would be very convenient to buy things.
After a while, the two of them arrived at the door of the drug store. Yang Gan looked up and sneered, "What? You know that your brain is not working well, so you are going to buy something to eat?"
"Humph, look at me." Zhang Yumeng walked into the drug store and said, "Doctor, doctor."
"Hey, hey, who's girl is making such a loud noise here?" A doctor came out and said very dissatisfied.
In the pharmacy, there were not only doctors but also some patients who looked at Zhang Yumeng and Yang Qian curiously.
"Ah, isn't this Lord Sheriff? What kind of wind brought you here today?"
"What kind of wind is it? It's evil wind." Yang Gan groaned, obviously not knowing what Zhang Yumeng was planning to do.
"This is a slave in my mansion. Please cooperate with her."
The doctor said diligently, "That's no problem."
"What's wrong with this little lady?"
"I want anise, cumin, amomum villosum, cardamom, nutmeg, Sichuan peppercorns, Sichuan peppercorns, galangal, dried ginger, bay leaves, vanilla, woody incense, tangerine peel, cloves, pepper, grass fruit... ..”
The doctor frowned and said, "Mother, what kind of prescription is this? It's not prepared like this." He looked at Yang Qian carefully, "If this is for the county governor, you must be careful."
"Stop talking nonsense, get a pack of each, hurry up." Zhang Yumeng couldn't wait any longer.
Seeing the caring expression on Yang Qian's face, the doctor sighed and could only go and pack the medicinal materials. "Mom, I have Sichuan peppercorns here, but what are Sichuan peppercorns and peppercorns? I've never heard of them."
"Oh, it turns out there was no pepper in this era." Zhang Yumeng frowned.
But it's okay, just have these things. Yang Qian was also puzzled, the names of these things are so familiar.
Yang Qian knew a lot of boring knowledge, thanks to his love for cold weapons and watching videos, but he was really blind when it came to food.
Many people say that eating bad food from outside will cause problems, but what can you eat if you don’t eat takeout at home? If there are too few dishes, you won’t be able to eat them all, if there are too many dishes, you won’t be able to finish them all. It takes a few hours to prepare for work and five minutes to eat. To wash the dishes.
This process alone had already persuaded Yang Qian to quit. Naturally, he did not study food in depth.
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However, the braised pork is still okay, but it won’t work anymore, it won’t work anymore, no matter how much I think about it, Yuntong City will be flooded with saliva.
I had just returned to the mansion and saw that a large plate of pork had been decomposed and stored in wooden barrels. The young men in the village were very nimble.
At this time, Yang Gan's face was already smiling with big white teeth, and he quickly made arrangements.
First, burn the pork pieces with skin on the fire, and then marinate them with rice wine for a while. Unfortunately, there is no starch, otherwise it would be better.
After pickling, heat up the oil in a pan and start frying. At this time, you have to stir fry constantly. Not to mention, Lao Chen is very nimble. No matter what he tells him, he does it exactly.
When each piece of meat is dyed golden yellow, it is almost ready. Next, you need to pour in rice wine. If there is no sugar, you can only add some honey. The wine must at least cover the meat pieces, and you have to pour in A lot of bean paste adds color.
While he was giving instructions, Yang Qian sorted out the Chinese medicinal materials Zhang Yumeng bought. Some of them were not clear, but when he heard about fennel, anise, cinnamon and the like, he understood. Isn't this what he had in his previous life? A necessary seasoning for cooking.
In fact, braised pork does not require too many spices, but the key ones are old ginger, star anise, and tangerine peel. After placing the lid on the half-person pot, remove some briquettes, and simmer slowly over medium-low heat.
Zhang Yumeng was dumbfounded. She thought Yang Qian could show off the cooking skills of this era. Isn't this how to make braised pork? And she is not an idiot. These condiments are all taken from the drug store. How many normal people dare to use them directly? ?
Now, the idea that Yang Qian was a time traveler became more solid in Zhang Yumeng's heart.
Yang Gan clapped his hands to everyone, "Simmer it slowly for two hours. It will be ready to eat when it is almost You hour. This is the first time I make this dish. Let's go to the canteen to eat together."
Qin Xiangru nodded and went down to inform. Lao Chen thought about it and stayed. If he were alone, he would not dare to go back to the farm alone, but thinking about having a few friends as companions, the bumps on the road would not be that important. .
As time passed, a strong smell of sauce came out from the kitchen.
"Oh my God, it smells so good."
Old Chen squinted his eyes and couldn't help but wiggle his nose, "I have raised pigs all my life, and this is the first time I have smelled such a fragrant smell."
"Yes, it smells much better than mutton."
Gradually, everyone came over, even Zhou Zhiyu, who had not seen anyone all day long, also came over.
"Yang Qian, what smells so good?"
"It's pork. It's raised in Zhuangzi and raised according to my method. You can tell it's good meat just by smelling it."
Zhou Zhiyu frowned and thought to himself, "Isn't this meat only eaten by untouchables? I don't know if it's too late to leave now."
Yang Gan looked at the sky. It was red in the distance. It was estimated that the sun would completely set in a few minutes. "Xiaosanzi, each of us has a bowl of corn rice, a plate of braised pork, and a corner of wine. We will not go home until we are drunk today."
"No, sir." The mistress was delighted and quickly opened the lid of the pot, only to see a rich and extremely fragrant aroma rushing towards him.
The mistress took a few greedy sips. The taste of braised pork was not comparable to ordinary dishes.
There were so many people in the mansion that the young lady couldn't handle it alone. Ah Fu and the other three hurriedly went up to help. Even Ba Xiaomi was excited to carry the plate and kept shuttling among the people.
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