Soon after,

"Monk, although you have arrived in my camp on the first day, you have a great blessing."

Suddenly someone was facing Zhou Huaian Road.

"Just just now, King Huang issued an order to reward the troops."

"So, today is a good day for Zaisheng, a special military official, to eat and drink...

"Meat.."

"Meat...meat"

"Meat...meat...meat"

The crowd in front of Zhou Huaian suddenly roared with some fanaticism, and it was the day to kill animals and kill teeth every five days.

Not only are the new soldiers who have just joined the "Bamboo Nail Team" or the regular soldiers who have come from the "Pole Team" in the south, but even the veteran soldiers of the "Whistle Team" also show expectations and covetous expressions to varying degrees.

After all, this was an ancient era when material conditions were extremely scarce. For most people at the bottom, they might not have had a few chances to eat meat in their lifetime.

After a short while of waiting, amid the familiar shouts of "Second Brother" one after another, a small group of thin animals were driven into the temporary camp; but Zhou Huaian couldn't help but feel a little disappointed;

These creatures with filthy bodies and wrinkled skin wrapped around the skeleton are pigs of this era. They seem to be generally not tall or physically. In the community where he once lived, the neighbor's Samoyed, who is lazy and likes to rub children, is even bigger.

However, for these people in the camp, it was already a huge joy and enjoyment. They almost rushed forward with sharpening their knives and divided into several small groups to press them on the ground;

Then, someone was waiting on the side with all kinds of containers that could be found. He also used a knife to cut his throat and bleed, and then he took turns to catch it. Then he broke the belly and straightened the utensils one by one, hung them on the rack temporarily prepared. Finally, he dismembered the flesh according to the head, tail and limbs, and threw the bloody hairy meat in the basket. Finally, the kitchen head responsible for firing carried away the pig blood from the vessel.

With a long-awaited expression, various exercises naturally become distorted and even more dissatisfied.

I hate the smell of fat and protein burnt, and it is actually the simplest barbecue, not the expected boiled meat or stewed meat. Well, no matter how thin the pig is, it is pork.

However, not long after, he frowned and looked at the piece of half-baked meat that was obviously roasted in black and red, but he still couldn't finish his mouth.

Although the agricultural and sideline products of this era are said to be pure natural green crops without industrial pollution, as various parasites, viruses and other parts of this pure nature.

So the romance of eating wild game directly in the wild is all the result of beautification and simplification of film and television themes. There is no oil, no salt, no bloodletting and other processing methods. The taste of relying on fire is really touching, not to mention the risk and probability of winning the bid;

You should know that pork, which is known for its omnivore and common stockings these days, also has a considerable risk and probability of infection in the wild; even if the boiling water does not have enough temperature and time to kill and disinfect, the corresponding probability of infection cannot be guaranteed, let alone just roast it on external fire.

So in this era, pork is something that only the lower-ranking people who have no choice but to eat, and it is a cheap meat that is not available for the table. People who are a little particular will find ways to get some grass-fed beef and mutton to start the meal. In the recipes of officials and upper-class society, there are only herbivores such as cattle, sheep, deer and horses;

Moreover, it was not until the 1970s and 1980s after the founding of New China that the problem of rice and pork completely disappeared from the vast rural areas because of the relative richness of Woods and the establishment of food hygiene standards.

The same problem can also occur in freshwater aquatic products in rivers close to human settlements. However, some offshore fish and aquatic products have much smaller problems and are more suitable for direct consumption.

In the end, he just wanted to use this piece of pork at the kitchen head for exchange to see if he could find something to deal with it.

"You monk is really not good at all."

Seeing Zhou Huaian walking over with a piece of meat, someone suddenly laughed in the temporary kitchen.

"It's a waste of good things..."

"My brothers have been waiting for it for a long time..."

“Go away…”

Then, a few of them were blasted out by a slightly old voice.

"People are places where monks are compassionate and still have taboos..."

"Nothing is comparable to those of you dirt sticks..."

Then, a solid old man who was surrounded by greasy and covered with blood stains and had white wrinkles, lifted the smoked yellow curtain and walked out of the full of energy.

"By the way, this traveler, I really don't have anything to eat here."

"The pot stickers made of only a few leftovers... Can you just put them in?"

"It's easy to say, just eat it..."

Zhou Huaian suddenly saw several buckets on the ground, and his eyes lit up and asked.

"Where does this come from?"

"Oh, these are some fresh goods caught from the river nearby,"

"But apart from fish and shrimp, there are not many people left here who eat it..."

"Okay, then can I exchange this meat for some..."

Zhou Huaian asked politely

"Okay, just take it all."

The old chef said it dismissively.

"Anyway, there is no one in the camp that wants...

"Then I have to borrow the kitchen guy to use it."

Zhou Huaian said again.

"OK.."

The other party nodded.

"It's just that I have to watch from the side..."

The so-called stove fire is particularly simple, which means setting up a larger flat pot on the earth pit where the fire is dug out; but there is also a place to provide hot food and boil water.

Then, Zhou Huaian used the bottoms of the bucket to find some oysters, razor clams, shell dishes, and a pair of duck eggs. He cooked a small pot of fresh soup; after scooping off the floating impurities and foam, he poured them on the pot stickers of brown rice overnight and soaked them softly, barely enough to fill his stomach.

After using this piece of meat as a stepping stone, and after displaying and sharing during the subsequent cooking process, Zhou Huaian and Kuaiju became familiar with this old chef. When they knew that the other party was called Lao Feng, they did not have a specific name. They were also unable to survive in the severe drought and locust plague in Henan, so they ran out of the old rebel army. They worked in the kitchen of the rebel army for many years.

“It’s a really good start,”
Chapter completed!