Zhao Laoliu left in shame, but his brother-in-law was still a little confused.
"Why is Zhao Laoliu so easy to talk to today?"
Luo Lianer shook her head at Yulin's husband, "You, I still haven't seen that it's not because of him, Zhao Laoliu, who suddenly made good intentions, but because he was afraid of my brother?"
She had read some books and learned calligraphy with her mother before, and she was much smarter than her husband. She had long seen that Zhao Laoliuzheng had a greater amount of fur than the ones who were yamen. This was a benefit of tying to feed herself without authorization under the name of yamen.
But in the past, even if ordinary people knew, there was no way. After all, the people would not fight with officials. Although Zhao Laoliu was just a helper, he was also a member of the yamen. But now it is different. Her brother is now a county yamen constable and has to be appreciated by the county magistrate. As long as his brother takes this matter to the county and inquire about it, he can figure out the tricks inside and knows how much corruption Zhao Laoliu took the opportunity to impose.
If he stabbed this matter in front of the county magistrate, Zhao Laoliu would have no choice but to take care of it. But the brother did not say this, but said that he would pay to Zhao Laoliu to buy fur and hand over the job.
How could Zhao Laoliu not understand the meaning of this?
This is the intention of my younger brother to let Zhao Laoliu go and not to turn against him. Since my younger brother is willing to let him go, Zhao Laoliu naturally has to repay him. He said that sending the Fur Gang to work as a servant was actually doing his own business.
Both of them are smart people and have not just told them out.
The poor husband was confused and sighed that when his husband was dull, Luo Lian'er couldn't help but be surprised that his younger brother seemed to have changed a lot. Although he was very smart in the past, he would never have such a mind. He would definitely not be able to handle this matter like this.
Now she has not only helped her to save her from this superficial errand, but she has not had a relationship with Zhao Laoliu. Her dexterity really makes her admire her.
After explaining to her husband in detail, Zhao Ba couldn't help but sigh, "So that's how it is. Why do you think so many twists and turns in your mind? Can't you say anything openly?"
"Fifth brother, no matter what, I really thank you today. Otherwise, your brother-in-law would have to go to the yamen to beat boards and wear shackles after winter."
"Brother-in-law, my sister has married you, why should we be so polite?" Luo Feng said with a smile, and then deliberately changed the topic. "I just saw brother-in-law, you have hunted several preys from the mountains, including mountain rats, bamboo chickens and hares. These are good things. When I was digging the river, I learned some cooking skills. I will do it later and let you taste my good skills."
"Oh, Xiaowu, when you come to my sister's house as a guest, how can you still let you go to the kitchen? Besides, cooking is a woman's business."
"Sister, you're wrong. Why can't men cook? I'll let you see what cooking skills are!"
Luo Feng smiled and asked his younger sister to go to the kitchen together. He was already a little moved when he saw the wild animals just now.
This is real wild game. In later generations, even wild boars can become national protected animals, and there is no real wild game in the vegetable market.
Even bamboo rats are artificially grown and taste far less delicious.
The bamboo chicken was caught by my brother-in-law in a trap and was still alive. One of the two rabbits was dead. It was almost dried by my brother-in-law. The other one was a little confused but still alive.
The three mountain rats, also known as bamboo rats, are all alive. This thing has strong vitality, and a pair of front teeth are quite fierce. When you chew bamboo, you will feel like eating noodles.
His mind turned around and instantly determined the fate of these guys.
"Stir-fried bamboo rat, stewed bamboo chicken soup, and braised rabbit!"
My brother-in-law smiled on the side. He usually hunted wild animals, but unless they were dead, they would not be willing to eat them by themselves and had to sell them for money.
But today, he let down a serious matter in his heart, so of course he didn't care about that little game anymore. His brother-in-law helped him a lot.
"Little sister, bring some straw, let's roast the bamboo rat first."
While the younger sister was going to get straw, Luo Feng first took out a kitchen knife and knocked the fat bamboo rat out of his back with a knife. Then, while it was dizzy, he knocked it a few more times and knocked it to death.
After knocking to death, he didn't rush to open his stomach, but asked the little girl who took the straw to burn the fire first.
After the water boils, throw the bamboo rat with body temperature into it and burn it. Shave off the hair while it is hot. After scraping it naked, put it on the fire and roast it.
This can not only roast the fine hairs on the skin, but also roast the outer skin of the bamboo rat to brown. This way, the skin will be tough and fragrant after stir-frying.
My brother-in-law Scarface squatted on the ground and looked at Luo Feng's operation with interest. Seeing him dealing with the poor bamboo rat like water, Scarface felt that this brother-in-law was becoming more and more interesting.
After the straw smoke was burning, the bamboo rat weighing more than five pounds became more and more swollen, with a golden skin, which looked like a small roasted suckling pig.
Luo Feng couldn't help but sigh that it was indeed an era without pollution. My brother-in-law caught three bamboo rats, each weighing five or six pounds. If he could catch a wild bamboo rat weighing two or three pounds in later generations, it would be amazing and could be sold at an extremely high price.
But in this era, except for ordinary poor people, few people are willing to eat this bamboo rat. In their eyes, this bamboo rat is even more unbearable than dog meat and pork.
However, Luo Feng has always liked to eat bamboo rats. Bamboo rats are not gophers, and bamboo rats are serious and delicious.
“It’s almost baked!”
Luo Feng can already distinguish the heat by the color of the skin.
Bake one less, it will be too tender, and bake one more, it will be too old. It's just right now.
"I'll chop it."
Scarface brother-in-law volunteered, and a piece of camphor tree stump was the chopping board. He took out the axe to chop bamboo rats directly.
"Chop a little bit of it, so it tastes meaty." Luo Feng explained.
"Haole."
Scarface held a heavy firewood-splitting axe, but it was as light as if nothing had happened. He held a big axe and gently stroked the belly of the roasted swelling bamboo rat, and immediately opened it to its stomach.
The little sister squatted aside with interest and watched Luo Feng’s roasted bamboo rat and his brother-in-law’s broken bamboo rat.
"After learning, I will also be like this bamboo rat for my mother and brother to eat!"
"Hey, you're very brave. Are you afraid of being roasted and cut off?"
"What are you afraid of? This is something to eat, what's there to be afraid of." The little girl didn't think there was anything scary at all, let alone what is cute and uneasy to eat in bamboo rats. In its eyes, bamboo rats are food, delicious, and a plate of meat.
"Sister, do you have onions, ginger and garlic at home?"
"have."
Luo Feng did not ask for any other seasonings, but onions, ginger and garlic are very common things. As for cooking wine, soy sauce, star anise, cinnamon and pepper, although there were these in this era, he probably did not have them in the Zhao family.
And pepper, well, will not be introduced to China until the Ming Dynasty.
Chapter completed!