Chapter 190: . Hang Yi Hang Yi (3/8)

Hang Yi is a special Maori cuisine. Generally, it digs holes in the ground, then puts hot stones into the stove, and finally puts the wrapped food into the stove, and does not add any salt other than salt during the cooking process. Any seasoning, enjoy the original taste of the cuisine.
This dish is very time-consuming to prepare, often takes three or four hours, so you have to eat it in the evening, then you have to make it at three or four in the afternoon.
Of course, this dish is very suitable for cooking in a large pot. Three or four people can carry dozens of people.
Aturu arranged for two women and two men to prepare the dish, and the others had to continue working.
The Maori division of cooking is very strict. This is also their tradition. On the dish of Hang Yi, men dig a pit to ignite and women prepare food.
Wang Bo had only eaten Hang Yi once, but he hadn't seen it before. He was curious and stood by and watched.
The first two Maori diggers worked hard to dig pits with iron golems, half a meter deep and a metre radius, much larger than the area of ​​the tree pit.
These big men did not lose strength. They were humanoid excavators. Humming soon dug the pit, and the two took off their clothes to reveal their body fat. They were not afraid of the cold wind and howling, and worked shirtless.
After digging the pit, the two stuffed the pit with flammable newspapers, dusted it with sawdust and diesel oil, and then made a shelf on the surface of the pit with wooden strips, and put wood on the shelf and piled stones on the wood.
These stones are smooth and thin pebbles, with a grayish black color. Wang Bo picked up a piece with his hand and watched it, and then stained with a hand of gray: "Hey, this is a stone burnt in firewood?"
A big man smiled and answered in less fluent English: "Yes, the mayor, burned, used before, this is our family, not destroyed by the earthquake, can still be used."
Atulu came up to explain: "This is a cooked stone, which has been cooked for many times, and it carries the deliciousness that it has accumulated before, which can be used as a primer."
Pharaoh stunned, this thing should be regarded as the old soup of the Maori people, some people in his hometown cooked pig head meat and pigs, using the old soup as a guide.
After laying the stones, a big man passed through the reserved passageway, and then lit the lowest newspaper. Because the pit was propped up with wood, the ventilation effect was good, and it ignited after being ignited.
Ignite the fire, the two big men crouched next to each other and opened their hands to bake the fire. Pharaoh couldn't help laughing, it turned out that they were not afraid of cold.
A big man beckoned and said to him, "Mayor, come and bake the fire, and bake it in winter."
The two women moved over to two large black iron cages. They also came over to bake the fire and put vegetables and meat on top of them.
Wang Bo wo n’t eat other people ’s food for nothing. He asked Bowen to drive back from the refrigerator to bring the beef and mutton left over from the past two days. There are more people and more meat. More than a hundred pounds.
These Maori people also know that the beef and mutton in the sunset ranch is delicious. When they see so much meat, they clap their hands and dance like they are about to party.
Line the bottom of the cage with two layers of cabbage leaves, sprinkle a layer of fine salt on it, and put the beef and mutton, chicken and duck meat cut into strips and pieces, and sprinkle with salt. This time it is not fine salt. It's salt.
In this way, sprinkle a layer of salt and a layer of meat, and then put some vegetables such as potatoes, eggplant, beans, cucumbers, etc. These vegetables are wrapped in a gauze and arranged in an orderly manner.
Seeing Wang Bo's curiosity, a woman grinned and said, "You don't need a gauze bag, it will break when cooked, it will be difficult to eat, and it will be easy to wrap."
Pharaoh nodded sternly, praised with a thumbs up: "Clever way!"
In this way, the vegetables and meat were laid aside, and a thick pile was piled up. The Maori people smiled, they really loved the food.
Because of the use of diesel, the fire was burning, and the firewood burned quickly. The pebbles were all burned red, and the temperature was high.
Wang Bo said: "Why not use coal? Anthracite and the like, it is easier to heat up."
A big Maori man scratched his head and said, "Never used it, nor did our ancestors."
Wang Bo: "..."
The stone is burning hot, then the cooking is started. The two Maori shovel quickly shoveled the stone to the side, shoveling out the burning wood, and carefully piled them together.
They move very fast, because the hot stones will be used to steam the meat in the cage, so the hotter the stones, the better, the faster the better.
The shovel cleaned the coal, and the two big men put the stone back into the pit, put the cage on the hot stone, covered it with a clean wet sheet, and finally sealed it with the hot earth and hot charcoal dug out before.
Wang Bo nodded when he saw it. This is similar to the calloused chicken in some parts of China. He can also use this method to grill fish in his hometown when he was a kid. The fish meat he scooped out was not tender and beautiful.
After the soil was built, the four Maori people went back to planting trees again. It is estimated that there is good food to enjoy. These guys are working fast behind and singing songs in Maori.
The Maori singing is as bold and rough as their ethnic group. The tune changes are not complicated.
Atulu was singing, or yelling, but he was very clever, seeing that Wang Bo looked blank and couldn't understand, ran over and sang to him in English:
"We are coming from a distant ocean in a big ship, roar!
We embarked on this land barefoot and roared!
The birds sing here,
People exist here,
You ask me, roar!
What is the most important thing in the world?
My answer must be,
That's food, that's food, that's food, roar ... "
Pharaoh stared: "How much more love to eat? Emotions are not important to your ancestors other than eating?"
The Maori people like to eat, but they don't actually eat it, as can be seen from Hangi, the ethnic cuisine of this ethnic group.
In addition to Hang Yi for dinner, they also prepared dishes such as spiced meat, stuffed pork belly, manuka honey stewed chicken, honey baked potatoes, and pepper baked potatoes.
These dishes were brought by a group of people from home, one for each person, and then when night fell, everyone gathered around the fire pit in Hang Yi to prepare to eat.
Wang Bo didn't bring any dishes. Although he provided beef and mutton, he was still a bit unhappy, so Anderson brought a lot of beer.
His boldness won the love and respect of these guys. After getting beer, they came to him to toast, the bottles collided, and hops splashed.
At this time someone looked at the sky and said, "Come on, Hang Yi!"
"Hang Yi! Hang Yi! Hang Yi!" A group of Māori cried out excitedly.
Only then did Wang Bo know the origin of this dish name, which should be a mood word expressing excitement.
When the shovel was removed, the lid was opened, and when the sheets were finally lifted, a blast of heat and aroma rushed towards the face, and the cold wind was overwhelmed instantly, which greatly increased appetite. (To be continued.)