Chapter 97: Braised Bamboo Rat

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"This is what my mother said. Didn't your mother teach you?" Wang Tiantian looked confused.
Wang Wencai was embarrassed, and forced to explain: "I help labor, but also a gift? In the afternoon, I have to help Erbao dig a drain!"
"Well ... I will work for Uncle Erbao in the future, so I don't need to bring a gift, so happy!" Wang Tiantian seemed very excited to find a new cheat sheet.
"So what will you do for Erbao?" Wang Wencai asked.
"I will ... will ... help him feed the chicks? Pick the peaches? Pull the grass? Anyway, I will do a lot of things!"
In the kitchen, Wang Pingan soaked the dried bamboo shoots and dried mushrooms in warm water, boiled the rice, and then prepared to find some wild vegetables on the hillside.
When I heard Wang Wencai and Wang Tiantian chattering there, I shouted, "Come and pick some wild vegetables with me. Yesterday I found there are many ferns there, which are very delicious."
"I will, I will!" Wang Tiantian ran excitedly, showing his value of existence.
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Rubbing rice, I have cheats!
Although it is just learning, it is also a skill to learn and sell now, and use it flexibly!
Wang Wencai was preempted by a child, so he said, "I will too!"
Wang Ping'an is nonsense, carrying a basket and walking directly to the hillside.
Around the area where the house was built, there was a sunny slope, covered with wild grass and wild vegetables, which had been traversed by a big yellow dog.
Wang Tiantian worked extremely hard, grabbed the basket in Wang Ping's hands, ran to the front, and shouted: "I saw that there are wild vegetables! Wow, so many!"
She pointed to a pile of weeds and exaggerated.
"..." Wang Ping's black thread was too lazy to explain to her.
Wang Wencai broke down and teased: "That's weed, it's for the pigs. Did you pick it for you?"
"Hum, you eat, you eat! You eat this!" Wang Tiantian was angry and began to hate Wang Wencai.
The bracken is also called the dragon head dish, the cat's paw, the fist dish ... These terms are all called visually, and the shape of the bracken is similar to these titles.
Bracken is rich in nutrients and has a refreshing taste. It is a treasure of wild vegetables, but it should not be eaten more. Like eating barbecue, the frequency of consumption should be controlled, otherwise there will be cancer risk.
However, in the mountain villages, everyone does not pay attention to this. If you want to eat, you can pick some, or stir-fry or cool-tune, and you will eat it after a beautiful meal.
No one cares about what is ill or not.
Bracken usually eats tender stems, but the whole plant can be as high as about one meter. Wang Tiantian followed Wang Ping'an and picked for a while. I felt a bit strenuous and couldn't hold on.
"It's so tiring, so many picks, is it enough?"
"My meal is very small, you won't be able to eat that much? My goodness, it's half a basket. Do you still want to pick it?"
"That mouse is too ugly. I don't eat it. Hey, there is a small vegetable field next to it. There are chili peppers. I like to eat scrambled eggs with chili. I will pick a little."
Wang Tiantian said, and ran down the hill to enter the orchard next door, which was Wang Hongliang's small vegetable garden.
"Sweet, don't allow others to pick things up." Wang Ping'an stood on the hillside, warning severely.
"Uncle Hong Liang is not an outsider. He picked your peaches and ate them yesterday, and I saw them. He said, for himself, eating peaches is nothing."
Wang Pingping raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, so, then he is indeed his own. You just pick it. By the way, pick two more eggplants, pull out a few more onions, and ... can't finish it? That count Now. "
"..." Wang Wencai looked blankly at the boundary between the two orchards, and then looked at Wang Tiantian, who was walking in his own vegetable garden. He chose silence.
Wang Wang, Wang Wang!
Among the three dogs raised by Wang Hongliang's family, one of them found Wang Tiantian's trace, barked twice from afar, and wanted to rush over to attack the vegetable thief.
The big yellow dog jumped on a big stone and glanced coldly at the thin, thin soil dog. When there was no sound, he scared the little Shiba dog away.
Not long after, Wang Tiantian held a bunch of peppers and eggplants, with a few green onions under his neck, and returned home with full load.
"Uncle Erbao, look at me better? More than you picked!" Wang Tiantian flaunted.
"Sweetness is really amazing! However, in the future, you can only pick vegetables in your own vegetable garden. You can't pick them from other people's homes. Did you know? That's stealing, it's very bad."
After encouraging praise, Wang Ping'an did not forget to instill in her a correct outlook on life and world.
"Got it, Uncle Erbao, Tiantian never steals anything. Is it stealing to pick your own vegetables?"
"Of course not."
The two asked one question and one answer, and gave the character of picking vegetables this time.
"..." Wang Wencai, as a transparent person, kept silent.
The three returned to the Tin House. Wang Ping'an was about to clean up the bamboo rats. Wang Wencai and Wang Tiantian helped to wash the vegetables.
Bamboo rat is today's main dish and must be prepared with heart.
Peel, clean the internal organs, chop off the claws, and after washing, cut into small pieces and blanch in hot water to remove the smell.
Then add cooking wine, ginger, vegetable oil, and a small amount of salt to marinate for a while.
Wang Ping'an put oil in the ground pot, heat it up, add star anise, Chinese pepper, Chaotian pepper, shreds, garlic, stir-fry at low heat, pour the marinated bamboo rat meat clean liquid water and pour into the pot.
Then, pour the dried dried bamboo shoots and mushrooms into the pot.
Stir-fry for another five minutes on high heat, add oil, soy sauce, soy sauce, rock sugar, cooking wine, and water. After boiling, cover the pot, smother on medium heat for 20 minutes, add salt and chicken essence, and collect the juice on fire plate!
For good looks, sprinkle some coriander segments on the plate and decorate.
Several other vegetarian dishes were already fried on the induction cooker when cooking bamboo and rat meat.
Stir fry bracken, chili eggs, braised eggplant, and smoldering bamboo and rat meat on the main course, it is absolutely rich for lunch.
As soon as the meals were served, Wang Degui's voice came from outside.
"Huh, who made the dishes so fragrant? Your mother called and asked us to go back to dinner ..."
Having said that, Wang Degui saw the four dishes in the house, all of which are full of color and flavor. The color and flavor are a little bit higher than the dishes that Mr. Su burned.
"Grandpa, it's a dish made by Uncle Erbao, but it's delicious!"
Anxious and quick, Xiao Tian Tian is already eating the meat of bamboo squirrels, eating her mouth full of oil. When she sucks, the meat is in her mouth and the bones are thrown to the big yellow dog.
Wang Degui said in surprise: "Huh? Erbao actually cooks? It's a surprise! By the way, sweet, what kind of meat do you eat, it smells very sweet."
"I don't know, anyway, it's very fragrant, and I will eat it." Wang Tiantian said, grabbing another piece of meat, and ate it deliciously.
When Wang Ping'an and Wang Wencai brought the rice, they found that Wang Degui was also sitting at the table. Under the table, he had eaten a small pile of bones.
"Dad, aren't you going home for dinner?" Wang Ping asked in amazement.
"I just asked Mr. Su for leave, after all, the construction site is too busy, don't look at it, don't worry." Wang Degui gave his son a glance, let him help to lie.
"You say this, my mother will give you dinner! Maybe it's already on the road!" Wang Ping'an smiled happily, and it can be predicted that in the next few days, my father's fire may not be too good.