Bear meat needs to be simmered over low heat, and Zhou Ziwen was busy cooking it all afternoon.
Today’s main course is of course bear stew.
Eight large iron pots are arranged in a row beside the grain drying field.
Several aunts in the village are helping to light the fire. Tuobes of meat are tumbling in the juice in the big iron pot. The attractive aroma wafts in the wind and permeates the entire drying field.
Zhou Ziwen didn't plan to do anything wrong. Today's dish was just one dish, a big stew in an iron pot.
It's still early and many side dishes haven't been put in yet.
Such as radishes, potatoes, green vegetables, cabbage, etc., because they ripen faster, he plans to put them in last.
When the time comes, no matter who it is, each person will have a big bowl of bear meat to ensure they are full.
Of course, in addition to vegetables, there are also steamed buns.
But Zhou Ziwen is not needed to make the steamed buns. All the aunts in the village are good at it.
After they make the steamed buns, they steam them directly on the iron pot without delaying the stew.
As time goes by, the aroma of the bear meat itself is also stewed.
Now, no one in the production team branch can't help but swallow their saliva.
Especially the children in the village were almost crying.
Knowing that they would eat meat today, the children in the village couldn’t bear it.
Just after lunch, I came to the production team to wait.
After watching for several hours, I was getting hungry.
"Brother Zhou, when will this meat be ready?"
Li Tiezhu gathered around the big iron pot, drooling with greed.
"Come on, come on, you can eat when the announcement for the end of work goes off." Zhou Ziwen comforted with a smile.
"Brother Zhou, what does this bear meat taste like? Can I have a taste?" Seeing that Zhou Ziwen didn't understand what he meant, Li Tiezhu simply pointed it out.
"Oh? Do you want to taste it?" Zhou Ziwen asked, pretending not to understand.
"Yeah, brother Zhou, let me have a taste. I will know if the meat is cooked or not." Li Tiezhu looked at the meat in the pot eagerly.
"Haha, okay, let you try it, but each person can only taste a small piece!"
Seeing their eager looks, Zhou Ziwen stopped being amused and picked up the I used a spatula and fished out a few pieces of bear meat.
"Thank you, Brother Zhou."
"Brother Zhou, you are so kind."
...
Seeing the meat on the spatula, a group of little guys instantly beamed.
These little guys are also polite, and they don’t forget to say thank you while taking the meat.
“Oh, it’s delicious, it’s delicious.”
“It’s so fragrant. I’ve never tasted such delicious meat.”
“It turns out that bear meat is so delicious. It would be great if I could eat bear meat every day.”
……
The little guys consciously took a piece of meat.
After getting the meat, everyone grabbed it and stuffed it into their mouths without caring about burning it.
As soon as they took it into their mouths, everyone suddenly narrowed their eyes in happiness.
That expression is simply more joyful than eating delicacies from the mountains and seas.
"Eat slowly, don't burn it."
Looking at their looks, Zhou Ziwen ordered from the side.
But his words obviously had no effect.
At this moment, they were too busy eating to listen to him.
“Haha!”
Seeing this, Zhou Ziwen was not angry, but sighed.
Being born in this era is really hard.
If in future generations, children of their age would be picky about the meat they eat, and would not be willing to eat it if it tastes bad.
Of course, Zhou Ziwen’s cooking skills can stand the test.
For these little guys, today’s piece of meat is simply the most delicious thing they have ever eaten in their lives. Maybe many years later, they will still recall the taste of this piece of meat today.
As time goes by, it’s finally time to get off work.
At this time, the grain drying field began to become lively.
Everyone carried farm tools and came to the grain drying field in twos and threes.
“It tastes so good, it seems like I’m in for a treat today.”
“Haha, no, Zhou Zhiqing’s craftsmanship is outstanding! I asked him to do it before my niece got married. The banquet noodles taste so delicious.”
“When can we eat? The smell makes me even hungrier.”
"Why are you in a hurry? Put your farm tools back first!"
...
When they arrived at the drying field, the villagers were intoxicated by the attractive fragrance.
Some even didn’t have time to return their farm tools.
This is no wonder for them. Zhou Ziwen’s cooking skills are so good that no one can stand the overbearing aroma.
In front of the big iron pot, there were people on three levels inside and three outside.
Everyone crowded in excitedly, wanting to see what was being done.
Fortunately, both Wu Dagang and the team leader had anticipated this situation and had come out of their offices long ago.
Under their scolding, no one dared to crowd around.
After all, there is a big iron pot in front of you. If you knock the pot over, you will be in trouble.
After a while, the Chen sisters also came over after work, and of course Zhou Chaoyang and Shen Zhaodi came with them.
They know Zhou Ziwen’s cooking skills and have eaten there many times, but they are not as exaggerated as the villagers.
But the smell of the aroma coming from the big iron pot still made them swallow their saliva.
"Xiao Zhou, is your meat ready? When can you eat it?"
Seeing that everyone was off work, Wu Dagang ran over and asked.
"It's ready. You can eat at any time." Zhou Ziwen nodded with a smile.
"Then wait for me, I'll let them go home and get their bowls."
Wu Dagang spoke hurriedly.
The production team does not have so many bowls and chopsticks. If everyone wants to eat, they can only bring bowls and chopsticks from home.
Soon, the announcement in the production team rang again.
"Dinner is about to start. Let's go home, bring our own bowls and chopsticks, and gather at the grain drying farm."
"Everyone must abide by the rules, line up to get meat, one bowl per person..."
>Wu Dagang's voice came from the radio.
Hearing this, the people who were still in the grain drying field immediately reacted and hurried home one by one.
At this time, some smart people began to feel proud.
They had long known that the production team had no bowls, so they all returned home early.
When Wu Dagang's broadcast rang, they were already carrying bowls and on their way to the grain drying field.
“Ziwen, we’re going back to get the bowls too.”
Chen Shiying also heard the broadcast and hurriedly said to Zhou Ziwen.
“Sister Shiying, I’d better go back and get it, you just wait here.”
Zhou Chaoyang on the side said.
"Go, go, we'll wait for you." Shen Zhaodi urged.
"Haha, don't worry, with me here, can I save you food?"
Zhou Ziwen said with a smile.
As a chef, he must take care of his own people.
Besides, this meat comes from him, so just jumping in line is nothing.
Even the villagers would probably have objections if they saw Chen Qiaoyi and the others lining up honestly.
The villagers don't understand any big principles, but they still know who is good to them.
"Hey, I'll go first then." Zhou Chaoyang smiled, squeezed out of the crowd with nimble hands and feet, and then ran home quickly. (End of this chapter)