A few days later, in a relatively remote farm warehouse in the manor, Moore and his pot makers finally assembled the distiller and smoothly distilled the new wine. The new distiller parts have been sent to be customized, and new wine can be made in batches in a few days. In the future, the winery will be built with this warehouse as the center. It will take several months to complete the winery. I can buy finished wine in large quantities from other places in the stone fort to distillate. A simple camp has been built around the warehouse with wood, and a small team of guards has been dispatched.

Of course, the first batch of new wines was given to the old man and the boss of Fengniu. It happened that Boss Niu also sent someone to call me, saying that the ingredients for the Chinese food were ready, so I asked me to go over and show them.

When I walked into this new kitchen comparable to a small warehouse, Boss Mengniu, the old man and the fox were looking around the pile of Chinese dining utensils on the ground, and Boss Niu had made a sound. Even the painting posted on the wall next to the stove made me feel warm. I had mentioned the tradition of sacrificing the kitchen in my hometown to the old man. Did Boss Mengniu also pasted the portrait of the stove next to the stove? Didn’t their Orthodox Church only believe in the Holy Father and the Holy Son? He was so awesome that he was not afraid of the Inquisition coming to cause trouble for him?

I walked to the stove with curious look on my face, and I was stunned when I saw the painting. I didn't know what to say, I didn't know if it was Boss Niu, the old man, or the two brothers discussed it together. In short, these two old guys were so talented that they put the portrait of their martyrdom on the stove. In a few months, the oil smoke from the stove would definitely turn their saints into a human race. Forget it, we don't want to discuss the issue of religion with these people. Anyway, in their religious mythology, the Holy Father and the Holy Son are omnipotent, and it's not a bad job as a part-time job. Just look at the thin saint of the martyrdom on the picture, the saint son drooped his head and looked into the pot. I always felt awkward, and I wanted to go there several times and asked, "You're hungry."

We will do the job first, and wait until Boss Niu and the old man studied the tableware and maybe we could eat the meal until tomorrow. We will drink the servants in the stone fort washing vegetables, washing dishes, cutting vegetables, and setting the stove.

I picked up the spatula, and the familiar feeling slowly spread from my hand to every corner of my body with nostalgia for my previous life. Looking at the female fox standing beside me watching, I even had an illusion. It seemed that now I had already started a family and returned to my hometown - the small mountain city surrounded by mountains, and was preparing to cook for my wife and children by the stove in my hometown, and the elderly grandmother. My grandmother was sitting at the dining table not far behind me and looked at me with satisfaction, as if I could see her kind smile as soon as I turned around. At that moment, my body began to tremble involuntarily. The reason deep in my heart was really unable to resist the temptation of this longing, and I couldn't help but turn slowly.

What appeared was the smiles of the old man and the Count of Bull. I also knew that my grandma's kind face would never appear behind me. I held the edge of Shi Che's stove with both hands and lowered my head, so that the foxes and daughters around me would not see my current expression. At this time, my eyes were rolling in my eyes.

"Do you miss your hometown?" the female fox leaned forward and asked with concern.

I lowered my head and nodded as an answer. I was afraid that the words I said at this time would unconsciously cry. It was not until after a while that I slowly calmed down my emotions and raised my head and replied: "It's okay, I'm fine!" Then I smiled reluctantly at her and the little fox. I knew that this smile must be much better than the appearance of cramps on my face.

Although I haven't cooked for several months, the craft is unfamiliar. The servants in charge of the fire are also professional firemen, and I am very satisfied with the fire they burn. For convenience, when I was drawing the drawings, I designed it as a front and back stove, and both sides could be burned. Anyway, we don't have to save fuel for the Earl of the Maverick. I kept frying, steaming and stir-frying, and soon, a plate of fried dishes was delivered to the kitchen.

After all the scheduled dishes were fried, the servants washed the big pot. I asked them to clean the roots and grasses collected in the back mountain of the church, put them together with the medicinal materials they bought, tied them up and stewed them in the pot with the duck meat inside. This is a very ancient soup stew in my hometown, called "Greencao Soup". The information from which dynasty and which dynasty has been found. I only know that this kind of soup stew has been passed down from generation to generation among the mother and daughter in my hometown. The green grass soup does not contain any seasoning except the materials wrapped in cloth, but in the big stove.

Burn wood and stew it on a warm fire for five or six hours. Even men in their hometown rarely know the way to make this kind of green grass soup. Although this method is not a secret, few people know it specifically. My own grandmother can make it, but she can't tell the scientific name of these tree roots and medicinal materials. I used to steal the teacher from my ex-girlfriend, and I specifically identified the appearance and smell of the ingredients she mentioned. The medicinal materials used by each family to make this soup are different, and the effects are also different. The effects are generally nourishing, repelling fire, expelling heat, and expelling dampness.

I still remember when I was a child, my grandmother would make the green grass soup once a week. After graduation, I haven’t tasted it for three years. Although I don’t know what kind of green grass soup this kind of green grass soup from my ex-girlfriend is, just by just being able to smell the stewed soup scattered in the air with the fragrance of tree roots and grass, I can already touch my eyes and tears.

The female fox is very interested in the way we cook Chinese cuisine, especially the green grass soup in my hometown and the Cantonese soup stewed in Houzhao. Or she is interested in the origin and the meaning of these two kinds of soups in my explanation - these two soups are soups made for relatives by mothers and wives.

After getting the green grass soup in the front stove, just ask the servant to check the fire in the stove regularly for the next five or six hours. Now you just need to make the Cantonese soup in the back stove and serve it on the table.

The tableware used on the dining table was only chopsticks and spoons. Boss Niu said that today we should thoroughly feel the food culture of my hometown. I demonstrated how to use chopsticks to help train people's intelligence, and emphasized the help to children's intellectual development. The little fox was stunned with the tableware in his hand, and bit his teeth and looked unwilling. Although the chopsticks caused them inconvenience, it did not affect the charm of Chinese food. Adults can barely use chopsticks to pick up food with chopsticks. It seems that when you have time, you should get a few more plates of fried peanuts and salt to enhance their ability to use chopsticks. The little fox is also clever, holding chopsticks in the same posture as holding a weapon, and knocking the food into another spoon held by the hand. The little model ate very badly, and forgot to remove the tableware for the time being. Today, the meal was very harmonious with me.

Put peanuts into your mouth and drink a sip of the new wine you made. It’s so refreshing! How long hasn’t the comfortable feeling of drinking in the roadside food stalls? If you have ingredients, it will be more perfect.

"My good son-in-law, today's meal is the happiest time I have eaten in my life. In the past few days, you have lived in my castle and helped me bring a few chefs out. I will eat this every day from now on... This wine is great, so I'll give me more..." Boss Niu started to get angry after taking a few sips of horse peeing. He patted my shoulder and started talking lies, and even his son-in-law started shouting. He regretted that even the dining table was made of a Chinese round table. He let this guy sit next to me. Due to the boss's tyranny, he had to nod.

I looked up at the female fox opposite. The girl also drank some distilled liquor. She lowered her head and pretended not to hear her eating attentively. Her pretty face turned red. I don’t know if it was drinking or she was shy about pretending to be a little wife. It would be too perfect and too sensible to marry such a big beauty. When I closed the door at night, I was just round or flattened when there were only two couples. I couldn’t help but start my mind yy’s female fox… At this time, the female fox lowered her head and glanced at me, and she was shocked. All those yys ran away and disappeared. I couldn’t afford to offend this female fox, and it was still a little bit of a word to whom I really wanted to marry back.

Anyway, when we are boss Niu, he is farting with his mouth, and he can't remember what he says when he wakes up. An Anxin is also a little landlord for safety. The female fox and the little fox are in my head with the word "safety". However, the little fox is very sensible today and knows that chopsticks can't kill people, so he didn't come to stab my legs with chopsticks.

In the evening, the green grass soup that was used to make soup was eaten as dinner, and the boss of the bull kept shouting, "Okay! OK! OK!". The momentum was as close to the "King Jinzun" advertisement taken by a professional who played the emperor. If he didn't throw him away, he would just savor it in the rich rural flavor of the grass soup.

The tableware used for this meal is still chopsticks. The Earl of the Mavericks meant that he had decided to completely dissolve his diet. After looking at the chopsticks in his hand, the workmanship was very good. According to my design requirements, the chopsticks were carved with very local Chinese characters "Congratulations on getting rich" and "Health and Longevity". At that time, in order to show the level of Chinese food, I asked to make them with ivory. In fact, I had used chopsticks for more than 20 years but had not touched what the real ivory chopsticks looked like. There was an urge to take away the chopsticks in my hand. The spoon was also newly designed, and the flat-bottomed Beidou-shaped type used in Chinese food was made of silver, just like chopsticks. I had never touched a spoon made of silver.

Although the meal today is not as professional as the chefs in hotels, the tableware is already super luxurious, and it is almost the level of an emperor. I don’t know if those emperors in ancient China had the habit of making tableware with good jade. I have little knowledge. The best ingredients for making Chinese tableware that I can think of in the two worlds are jade. Gold is priceless, and if the gold is broken, it can be melted and cast. Different jade, one piece of good jade is broken. Now I don’t dare to find jade to make tableware for the time being, and I can’t forget the bad habit of the little fox. At the rate that she can drop tableware seven or eight times as soon as she starts to eat, the boss of the Fengniu added up the annual income of the entire territory of the stone castle. It is not enough for the little fox to have a meal.
Chapter completed!