Chapter 14

When Wu Dahu went up the mountain without the cold of Song Dynasty, his hunting speed was much faster.

Before Song QingHan woke up, he had already brought back a wild roe deer.

This wild roe deer weighs five kilograms, enough for two people to eat for a long time.

He cut the most tender part of the wild roe deer, string them with bamboo sticks and put them on the fire.

When the meat was about to be roasted, he sprinkled a little shredded ginger and scallion, and then nodded his head with satisfaction.

Song QingHan follows the fragrance to get up, just in time to meet Wu Dahu.

Wu Dahu glimpsed his lips. Somehow, he felt guilty. He coughed and handed over the bowl. He calmly said, "the barbecue is cooked."

Although song QingHan had eaten honey before, he was eager to eat some spicy food after eating too much sweet food. As soon as he saw the delicious meat kebab in front of him, he could not wait to take a bamboo stick and put it into his mouth.

Wu Dahu saw that he looked at himself and quickly reached out to take a string of meat kebabs and ate slowly.

Song QingHan was extremely hungry, so he didn't notice that Wu Dahu didn't even finish one after eating five.

It was not until the tenth string that song QingHan relieved his hunger. He said curiously, "what kind of meat is this? The meat is so tender. "

He originally wanted to guess beef, but he thought that in ancient times, cattle were used for farming, not for eating, so he decisively excluded the answer.

Wu Dahu did not speak. He took him directly into the kitchen, pointed to the remaining roe deer meat and said, "wild roe deer, quite a big one. I don't need to buy meat these days."

Song QingHan's eyes were bright, and before he could be happy, he thought of a question in a twinkling of an eye and asked, "if you just put it in this way, won't it be broken?"

Wu Dahu thought about it and tried to say, "how about selling it?"

Although song QingHan also wanted money very much, he wanted to exchange what he could get easily rather than sell it at a low price, which required Wu Dahu to take great risks.

Seeing that he was silent, Wu Dahu pondered for a moment, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to chop the remaining roe deer meat.

Song QingHan grabbed him and asked, "what are you going to do? We can't finish so much meat tonight

Wu Dahu gave him a "rest assured" look and said with a smile: "I'm going to make dried meat and put it on it. When I want to eat it, it will be soft and can be kept for a long time without worrying about being broken."

Hearing this answer, song QingHan put his heart down and thought of his star anise outside. He suggested, "put some spices to marinate it. When you eat like this, you will taste delicious if you cook it."

Before he finished, he picked the onion and put it in a bowl.

Wu Dahu looked at the condiments with some embarrassment, and hesitated and said, "when barbecue, keep turning. How should these be put on the meat directly? If it's a small meat kebab, it's OK, but the big piece of meat will have some trouble. "

Song QingHan waved his big hand and rolled up his sleeves and said, "take good care of it!"

He washed his hands, chopped the scallion, ginger and garlic into pieces, heated the pan, put oil, put the cut seasoning together with star anise to stir fry, put water to boil.

After the water boiled, he randomly selected a piece of roe deer meat that Wu Dahu had cut and put it into the seasoning soup.

The color of the seasoning soup soon appeared on the roe deer meat. When the roe deer meat was still a little tough, song QingHan fished it out.

The next step is Wu Dahu's business. He puts the cooked roe deer meat on the fire, quickly roasts the water and makes it into dried meat.

The roasted jerky still vaguely exudes the flavor of seasoning, which arouses people's appetite.

Wu Dahu slid his throat and swallowed his mouth.

Song QingHan noticed his expression and couldn't help laughing: "if you want to have a try? Just to know whether you are used to the taste of star anise

Wu Wu said, he put a piece of meat into his mouth.

He chewed slowly, as if to release all the flavor from the jerky.

Song QingHan saw that his face was expressionless, and his heart was a little nervous. He quickly asked, "is it not delicious?"

Wu Dahu did not speak. After thinking about it, he tore a large piece of shredded meat from the jerky and put it into his mouth. After chewing it quickly, he frowned.

See him or do not speak, song QingHan heart a sink, guess afraid is more auspicious.

I'm afraid he still can't adapt to the taste of star anise.

"Why is it so delicious?"

Wu Dahu finally opened his mouth, but the first sentence made song QingHan stunned.

He thought he didn't hear him clearly. He asked, "do you think this is delicious?"

Wu Dahu nodded and looked at the dried meat. His eyes were full of eager light.

"Yes, it's delicious. It's also roe deer meat, but it's 100 times better than the roe deer meat I've eaten before."

Then, as if he could not bear it any longer, he tore off a piece of dried meat and put it into his mouth.His reaction is more convincing than his words, song QingHan heart of the big stone finally fell to the ground, a happy sigh of relief.

After Wu Dahu finished eating, song QingHan finally said his idea.

"You say, if we sell these spices... Can we sell them?"

Wu Dahu touched his stomach and finally restrained himself from eating the remaining dried roe deer meat.

After listening to song QingHan's words, he pondered for a moment, and then slowly said, "it's worth selling. Only let people know that it's really delicious. Otherwise, no one will buy it. After all, seasoning is cooked with meat. If it's not delicious, it's equivalent to a pot of meat damaged."

Song QingHan also thought about this, so he continued, "what about this? We cook a pot of meat and go out to try it. If they eat good, they buy it. If they think it's not delicious, they don't buy it. "

"Try it?" Wu Dahu didn't hear the word, but he guessed the general meaning. He hesitated and said, "do you want them to eat meat for free?"

Song QingHan nodded, stretched out his hand and drew a rough width. He explained, "we divide the meat into such small pieces, and the same person can only try it once."

Wu Dahu nodded thoughtfully and said slowly: "this method is feasible. I'm afraid that those who don't want to buy will not taste after eating. It's a pity that what you want to buy can't taste."

What he said reminds song QingHan. After all, in modern times, trying food is fixed in supermarkets. Basically, people who go to try food have the ability to buy. If it is put on the street, I'm afraid the effect of the trial will not be so good.

Fortunately, he thought for a moment and then said, "well, let's set the place for the test in the butcher's shop, OK?"

Wu Dahu listened, thought carefully and agreed: "yes, it's no problem to buy our seasonings for those who can afford meat, and those who don't even want to buy seasonings will probably not go to the butcher's shop."

In this way, the two decided on their itinerary in recent days: hunting, collecting seasonings, making seasoning bags, making dried meat and going to the market for the first time.

Taking advantage of nothing in the afternoon, Wu Dahu went out again. He did not know where he found the trace of yam and came back with a big bag of fresh yam.

When song QingHan went to get Luohanguo, he noticed that there were two live rabbits in the bag. After opening it curiously, he found that there were two living rabbits in it. They did not know if they had been stuffy for a long time. They looked a little muddled and cute.

But song QingHan, after all, is not a woman, and the first reaction to see a live rabbit is not cute, but - there is meat to eat!

He called to Wu Dahu: "tiger! There are rabbits

Hearing this, Wu Dahu quickly put down what he had to do and came over. When he saw the two white rabbits, he said with a smile: "this is what Laifu gave you to play. I'll make a nest for them, so that you can put them in the room to tease."

Song QingHan opened his eyes and said in disbelief, "what's so interesting about this? No? Didn't you hit a hare last time

Wu Dahu was slightly surprised and hesitated to say: "this is a domestic rabbit for female males to play with, which is different from that of hares..."

Song QingHan looked at him with reproachful eyes, pinched a rabbit's ear in one hand, and lifted them up as if weighing weight. Dissatisfied with the way, "there are several catties of meat in here, how can you get any money for playing?"

Seeing that the expression on song QingHan's face was not fake, Wu Dahu jokingly said, "in this case, I'll kill these two rabbits to eat tonight."

Song QingHan was about to nod his head when he noticed the gender of the two rabbits and said in surprise, "this is a male and a female!"

Wu Dahu looked at it and confirmed: "yes, it's a male and a female."

Song QingHan immediately changed his mind and said excitedly, "then we can raise them and eat them under the rabbit!"

Wu Dahu saw his face excited, opened his mouth, and finally did not say the words of the reminder, and nodded obediently.

If other female men see that he is raising rabbits to eat, I am afraid they will drown him with saliva.

However, in any case, the two people live with the door closed. Don't you let others know?

Wu Dahu picked a bunch of vines from the outside and sat in the courtyard patiently knitting something.

Song QingHan saw a basket shaped object slowly forming under his hand and worshipped the way: "you will be much better. I still keep the small basket last time."

Wu Dahu glanced at him, and a smile flashed across his eyes. He said casually, "what are you doing with it? Next time you like it, I'll make it for you. "

Song QingHan shook his head, flashed a touch of inexplicable emotion in his eyes, and said slowly: "next time is the next time, next time you do it again, I'll take it again."

He felt that Wu Dahu spent his time and energy on every handicraft. Although it was not valuable, it was extremely precious. No matter whether the two people were together or not, he was willing to keep these precious things. Quan should be a kind of commemoration.

Wu Dahu was infected by his solemn emotion. He stopped and said in a low voice: "since you like it, I'll give you something worth collecting next time."