The Correct Posture For Salted Fish To Turn Over

In addition, several of his own masters, Shanmen, are all in that realm.

Normally, the water in the well does not interfere with the river, but the connection between each other and the division must have penetrated into it.

Therefore, it is necessary to return to the division and seek help with materials.

Thinking of Gu Zheng here, he outlined a rough terrain on the paper he had under him.

After careful consideration of a few plans, I turned around and looked at the casserole behind him. At this time, no matter how tightly sealed the casserole was, the unique aroma of pork belly wafted out and filled the entire courtyard. .

It should almost be stewed and crispy. Gu Zheng didn’t hesitate to pad the casserole with a towel, and then pulled it off the fire temporarily. The moment he opened the jar, it was sweet. The smell of meat is rushing to the face.

And this scent also caused the neighbors in this large multi-residential courtyard to start screaming.

"I, newcomer Gu Zi, what is your family doing? How can it smell so good."

"Without him, braised pork in brown sauce, it hasn't reached the heat yet. After half a quarter of an hour, I will be officially out of the pot, and then I will give you a taste of Brother Qian."

"That's great, Gu Zi thanks a lot."

"You're welcome, everyone has a share, not much, it means."

Hearing Gu Zheng's life yelling, the original noisy voices automatically quieted down.

The whole courtyard seems to be looking forward to an extra meal tonight.

Seeing that no one was disturbing, Gu Zheng rolled the whole square of meat with the rich soup, and put it on the cooking sand that was prepared a long time ago. In the bowl.

Skim off the excess fat and oily layer, and only the beautiful clear color is left on the whole meat.

It's oily, shiny, red, so delicious.

But Gu Zheng is not in a hurry, because there is still one final step, which is not in place.

These clay bowls, which were like earthenware pots, were buckled tightly one by one. After sealing, after confirming that water vapor would never get in, they were put by Gu Zheng into the large steamer that had already been cleaned on the stove. .

A handful of red charcoal was stuffed underneath like no money, and the fire burned through.

At the last moment of waiting for the food, Gu Zheng did not idle either. On the clay stove beside, there was a big bone stick full of bone marrow, which was gurgling with white bubbles.

Xiang, a feast of pork is being staged.

With this scent, he could eat a bowl of white rice. Gu Zheng, who thought so, did so. After filling the sharp rice in a large porcelain bowl, he squatted on the edge of the stove and waited. The meat is out of the pot.

Thirty minutes, neither long nor short, is the bottom line of a gourmet's patience.

When Gu Zheng took out the freshly baked clay pot, he couldn't wait to sandwich the hot Dongpo meat in a bowl of white rice.

Taking advantage of the strength of the thick soup still sticking to the top, it rolled viciously in the white rice grains.

The white and crystal rice grains around him were dyed a sauce red in an instant, which was very beautiful.

The white rice absorbed the soup and at the same time absorbed some of the heat that belongs to the meat. Taking advantage of this effort, Gu Zheng took a bite of the thick pork belly.

The scorching hot temperature that couldn't be closed, and because of the sweetness of the meat, it resisted a bit.

In the process of Huha Huha's self-regulation, the fleshy skin that first landed on the tip of the tongue has melted along with the secretion of saliva in the mouth.

The scent of pork filled with collagen, blended with the unique glutinous aroma of rice wine, and the sweetness of white sugar, just slipped into the throat, warmed the esophagus, and filled the taste buds.

The most beautiful process in the world, but with this.

The worries of the heavenly immortals are also among them.

When a whole piece of meat was stuffed into his mouth by Gu Zheng, he knew how thin this kind of non-feed pig was.

But under the action of high temperature, even the thin parts are soft and rotten. It only takes a chewing action to confess the meat in the mouth.

It's really fat but not greasy, thin but not woody.

And because Gu Zheng opened the lid of the pot, the neighbors around here couldn't stand it anymore.

He took his own dishes and chopsticks unceremoniously and brought them to Gu Zheng's door.

"Gu Zi, is the meat good?"

"Here," Gu Zheng, who was supposed to be here, took out the meat from the remaining few crock pots on a tray.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw countless pairs of chopsticks, which stood in front of his door in a daze.

"Don't worry, it should be able to be divided."

This fan of meat, which is as fast as three catties, will not be wasted.

"Brothers, don't worry, when you go home for a while, come over with a new bowl and serve a bowl of broth."

"This is equivalent to a dish, and I will add meals to the neighbours in the evening."

Hearing this, there was the enthusiastic aunt around here and asked, "What's wrong? Gu Zi, don't you plan to pass it?"

"No." Gu Zheng smiled shyly, and explained: "I have something to do at home in two days, and I might have to travel far away."

"I still have to come back here. I just hope that you can help me take care of the things at home when I'm away."

"Don't hire a thief into the house."

"It's simple, this neighborhood is surrounded by people, and there are always people at home for a long time."

"The people on the side can't help, but we can still help you keep an eye on the situation at home."

Hearing this, Gu Zheng just thanked him, and then he seemed to have thought of something, adding one more sentence: "If there is a girl outside looking for me, you tell her that I will be back in at most one month."

"It's saved."

The neighbors who heard this divided the meat contentedly, and went home to pick up the dishes.

In the end, they turned into four or five families around here, and they had a lively dinner together.

This was a farewell banquet that they didn't know about, and it was a good sign for people like Gu Zheng to work as a teacher.

He is no longer the quiet and silly Gu Zheng in Laizhou City. Holding a treasured sword, he himself is like a bloodied blade, full of sharp edges.

At this time, he was lying on the edge of the water cave cliff in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, condescendingly observing the busy uprising army under Fang La's banner.

On the side, an apprentice-grandson who belongs to the three masters is telling him the current situation respectfully to his uncle.

"Uncle Shi, now is the time when the two armies are anxious. The defense of Fangla is very tight, and it may not be a good time to start."

"how?"

Gu Zheng, lying in the grass, tried to get more useful information from the other party's words.

"This Fang La got up from a workshop owner who opened a lacquer garden. Because of the imperial court's competition for flowers, trees, and stones, he was always doing nothing."

"Even his family can't do it on their own."

"This fellow is also a fierce man. He gathered his own brothers and hired workers without stopping to do two things. With a group of colleagues, he rebelled under the banner."

"Whoever came to the idea, it was so easy for him to take down the county seat."

"It's also the defense of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, too pussies, and those who fight in two or two abandon the city and fled."

"In the end, it turned out that more than a dozen cities around this area were returned to Fang La's command. For a while, the limelight was immense."

"Originally, after it became the climate, the court in the north still sent people to recruit security."

"Who would have thought, this Fang La was actually saying nothing. He chopped off the head of the messenger opposite and hung it directly in front of their navy camp."

"This can be regarded as a hornet's nest, and the face of the court has been stepped on the ground. Can you not mind?"

"From that time on, the officials above only had one strategy for Fang La, who was hacked to death and would never accept surrender."

"Here," this nephew is still wearing a bandit outfit. In order not to be noticed, the red rebel turban in his hand is still tightly tucked under his arms. In the grass, he uses his chin to move down. Shijiazhuang pointed out, and continued: "A while ago, the camp I was in had just repelled the army that came to conquer."

"According to the giant bandit on Shandong Road in Hebei~www.readwn.com~, after being successfully recruited by the court, he was ordered to command the army and come to quell the rebellion."

"As soon as we came up, we were completely defeated, and even the headed general, who was called Song Jiang, was also killed."

Hearing this, Gu Zheng was a pain in Yahuazi, and he continued to ask tentatively: "But the one hundred and eight heroes of Shuibo Liangshan?"

And the nephew on the side was confused: "What? One hundred singles and eight generals?"

"This Song Jiang was originally a bandit leader, and he has a stronghold on Liangshan Shuibo."

"But Master Uncle, you also know that there are so many capable people in such a half-hearted rebel army."

"Let him come over to conquer Fang La, it's just a use of waste."

"If he really has these one hundred and eight people who can be called generals, then our Great Song Kingdom would have changed the world, and can still let the faint old man sit on the dragon chair?"

Well, it can be confirmed, this is not the world of the Water Margin.

Then it will be easy. Gu Zheng nodded and continued: "Understood, you continue to Fang La."

"Yes!"

"When the court saw it, hey, the bandit in the north was invincible when he ran into the bandit in the south? It seems to be a real scale?"

"In addition, this area of ​​Jiangsu and Zhejiang is already a big taxpayer. Once you occupy this side, isn't it stuck in the money bag of the Song Dynasty?"

"Absolutely unbearable."

"So, the emperor, Lao Er, mobilized the frontier troops in the northwest and northeast. Nearly 100,000 people, led by Tong Guan, directly rushed to Fang La to kill."

"I'm with you," Shi Nephew arrived here, couldn't help but became excited, his admiration was beyond words: "Master, do you know who are the generals who are coming with you this time?"

"Who is there?" You don't, how do I know?