Lin Xiaoming went into the chicken pen and picked out a capon and two big fat geese. Thinking of Xia Daren's bottomless pit of appetite, he finally caught one more goose!
With Zhang Yashu as a good helper, the chickens and geese were slaughtered in three strokes and five divided by two.
Luo Li likes to eat plain-cut chicken. When the time comes, steam it for 40 minutes, cut it into pieces and dip it in onion and soy sauce. So after the chicken is processed, put it aside for later use.
Roasting goose in the traditional way is more troublesome. After plucking the feathers and removing the internal organs, Lin Xiaoming went to the pharmacy, grinded and ground the goose for a while before getting three special spice packets and stuffing them into the goose's belly.
Luo Li smelled the spice bag and couldn't help but come up to her and ask, "What's in it?"
Lin Xiaoming was not afraid that she would steal from his master, but he was afraid that she would be lazy, so he explained in detail, "Cinnamon, Sichuan peppercorns, star anise, tangerine peel, cloves, grass fruits... a total of nineteen spices!"
Luo Li clicked her tongue, "Do you want so many spices?"
"In addition to spices, you also need to add salt, honey, chicken powder, MSG, soybean paste, seafood sauce, oil, fermented bean curd, white wine, ginger slices, etc.!"
I thought she would be impatient, but she actually listened with great interest, nodding her head frequently as if she had memorized it in her heart.
Lin Xiaoming didn't take it to heart. After stuffing all the sauce into the goose belly, he used a sewing needle to sew the goose belly up. After cleaning the surface, he used a pump to inflate the goose through its neck, causing the entire goose body to swell.
After the skin and flesh are separated, immediately put it into boiling water and soak it for a few seconds.
After blanching, the goose body has been shaped into a round and swollen shape.
After draining the water from the goose, Lin Xiaoming applied crispy water on its surface made of white vinegar, red vinegar, maltose, and white wine.
The goose is coated with color and hung aside to dry.
While he was doing these processes, Xia Daren had already dug a cave in the field beside the house and put the collected lychee firewood in it to burn.
After the firewood was burned into carbon, Lin Xiaoming placed the three prepared geese on the kiln and started the formal barbecue.
In about half an hour, the goose had begun to turn golden, and the aroma of the meat filled the kiln. Luo Li couldn't help but twitch her index finger when she smelled it.
"Lin Xiaoming, when can we eat roast goose?"
Lin Xiaoming actually chanted leisurely, "Wash the pan clean, use less water, and the firewood will not smoke. Don't rush it when it is ripe. When the fire is sufficient, it will be beautiful..."
Luo Li rolled her eyes when she heard it, "It seems very literate. Su Dongpo's poem is about pork."
"Same!" Lin Xiaoming laughed, "Anyway, it's not your share of the roasted goose!"
Luo Li felt depressed for a while and didn't want to say anything to him anymore.
At nightfall, the goose roasted in the traditional way is finally freshly cooked from the kiln.
A light fragrance sweeps through the night, spreading softly under the light. It is the crispy and plump goose meat, soft, juicy, salty and sweet, exuding the unique aroma of ancient roast goose.
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Luo Li looked at the large pieces of food that several people were praising, especially Xia Daren, who just held a roast goose and devoured it. She felt that her plain-cut chicken was not fragrant at all.
When Lin Xiaoming wasn't paying attention, she secretly tasted a piece of roast goose, and the alluring taste suddenly bloomed between her lips and teeth. It was a rare enjoyment in the world. However, it was a pity that when she wanted to take the second piece, she had already come into contact with Lin Xiaoming.
Xiao Ming’s glare.
After drinking and eating, Lin Xiaoming said to Zhang Yashu, who had been in a trance and a little absent-minded: "Sister-in-law, although it's not raining outside, let me take you home!"
Zhang Yashu couldn't laugh or cry, what happened to this guy?
Why can he be so calm and composed at any time?
After going out, walk onto the village road.
Lin Xiaoming saw that the moonlight was not bright tonight and the surroundings were pitch black, so he held her hand.
Although Zhang Yashu had already had skin-to-skin contact with him, and even ate chewing gum that was neither fragrant nor sugary, she had only done so in a sneaky way, and was obviously not used to such a blatant swagger, so even in the middle of the night, after being held by his hand
, I still couldn't help but tremble in my heart.
But she didn't let go, she liked being so close to him, "Xiao Ming, how are you going to deal with that old bastard?"
Lin Xiaoming smiled and responded softly: "Just lie down and leave everything else to me!"
Zhang Yashu rolled her eyes at him, but in the dark, he felt like he couldn't see even if she rolled her eyes, so she could only add, "Can't you be a little more serious?"
Lin Xiaoming had no choice but to become serious, "I mean you just need to go home and sleep, I will take care of everything else!"
Zhang Yashu asked, "Do you want to go find Gao Pengcheng alone?"
Lin Xiaoming asked, "What else?"
Zhang Yashu shook her head repeatedly, "No, I want to go with you."
Lin Xiaoming was puzzled, "Why are you going with me?"
I'm afraid you'll kill him. Just take care of him, but no one will be killed... Zhang Yashu raised her small fist and said, "Let me see if I have a chance to beat him."
Lin Xiaoming looked at her with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be quite wild!"
"I'm not wild!" Zhang Yashu defended with a slightly red face, "It's mainly because that old bastard is so hateful!"
Lin Xiaoming thought for a while and then nodded, "Okay, let's go find him together."
Zhang Yashu immediately became happy, "Did you bring your incense?"
Lin Xiaoming didn't understand, "What kind of fragrance?"
Zhang Yashu lowered her voice, "It's the kind of incense you burned at Gauss Artist's House last time, which makes people suffer from continuous abdominal pain."
"Why are you bringing that kind of incense? Gao Pengcheng is obviously not a religious man. He shouldn't burn incense normally."
"But without that kind of fragrance, how can you deal with him?"
"Sister-in-law! I want to deal with him. There are many ways to deal with him. Any one of them can play him to death."
If other people said such things, Zhang Yashu wouldn't believe it, but when Lin Xiaoming said this, she didn't doubt it at all!
Although this man is not very old, he has many abilities. He is good at medicine, martial arts, and sometimes he can drive erratically, but he always makes her feel comfortable and at ease.
Since he said this, it proved that he had already made a plan or intention, so he held his hand and pulled him to walk a few steps quickly.
This old bastard Gao Pengcheng is so disgusting, I can't get rid of the bad anger in my heart unless I deal with him severely.
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Gao Pengcheng began to contract mountain land and plant fruit trees and gardens very early. He is undoubtedly considered a wealthy person in Hekeng Village. He is not among the top ten, but also among the top twenty!
Although his home is not a large villa, it is a self-built two-and-a-half-story building with a small courtyard outside.
However, when Lin Xiaoming and Zhang Yashu arrived, his house was dark and there was no light at all.
Zhang Yashu looked at it for a while and asked in confusion, "He's already asleep!"
Lin Xiaoming took out his cell phone and looked at it, and found that it was just before nine o'clock in the evening. "He probably didn't go to bed so early!"
Zhang Yashu asked again: "Then he is not at home?"
Lin Xiaoming nodded, "It's possible!"
Zhang Yashu asked again: "What is your plan?"
Lin Xiaoming was stunned, "Plan?"
"It's just a plan to deal with him!"
"No!"
"Ah?" Zhang Yashu was sweating, "You just said so confidently, I thought you had already planned it!"
"What kind of plan do you need to clean up such a mess? Just do it when you see him."
Is it so direct and brutal?
Zhang Yashu couldn't laugh or cry, "Then he's not at home now, what should we do?"
"Wait for him to come back!" Lin Xiaoming pointed to Gao Pengcheng's house, "Let's go in first!"
Zhang Yashu said in confusion: "The door of his house is locked, how do you get in?"
Lin Xiaoming didn't say anything. He stood on tiptoes and stood up from the ground. He pressed lightly on the wall of the courtyard with one hand and he turned over and entered.
Before Zhang Yashu could react, the courtyard door had been opened by Lin Xiaoming from the inside.
Lin Xiaoming pulled her in, closed the door, and then came to the door of the house. Although it was also locked, it was not a problem for him.
There was a white drainage pipe installed against the wall on the side of the house, which went straight down from the roof. Lin Xiaoming climbed up quickly like a gecko by climbing on this pipe, and then reached the roof of the building and entered the house from above.
Not long after, the security door on the first floor was opened by Lin Xiaoming from the inside.
After the two entered the house, Zhang Yashu was very nervous. This was her first time entering the house.
Lin Xiaoming, however, seemed to be a habitual thief and began to search, obviously hoping to find some of Gao Pengcheng's ulterior secrets.
However, after searching for a long time, nothing was found.
At this moment, there was a big noise outside.
Lin Xiaoming went to the window to take a look and found that Gao Pengcheng had returned, along with seven or eight workers who helped him plant trees.
If Gao Pengcheng came back alone, Lin Xiaoming would choose to knock him down directly and then slowly take care of him. But with so many people, it would not be easy.
It's not that it can't be done, but it will cause a lot of noise, which is not the result he wants.
Lin Xiaoming made a quick decision and pulled Zhang Yashu into the master bedroom on the first floor and hid under the bed.
Zhang Yashu had obviously never done such a thing. She was so panicked that she lay there shivering!
However, what frightened her even more was that as soon as Gao Pengcheng came home, he said to several workers: "You guys sit down, I'll get the wine."
As soon as he finished speaking, he entered the room and turned on the light, then walked to the closet, squatted down and opened the drawer below. From his angle, as long as he turned his head slightly, he could find Zhang Yashu and Lin Xiaoming hiding under the bed.
Zhang Yashu was so frightened that her heart beat wildly and her mouth opened involuntarily.
Lin Xiaoming was afraid that she would cry out, so he immediately moved her head over and blocked her mouth, not with his hands, but with his own mouth...