"This is what you say seriously."

"Take it seriously, it's okay to be robbed, but the two robbers actually said that the young master is a sissy." Zhang Yumeng could not straighten her waist with a smile.

Xiaoyu was stunned, covering his mouth, his eyebrows and eyes were raised. The first time he saw such an interesting person, his future life should not be boring.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and Yang Gan almost never went out except for exercising in the morning.

"Yang Gan, go, accompany me to go shopping. Every time I go alone, you are not afraid that I will be robbed of money and lust by others."

Yang Gan grabbed his waist, his hair was scattered, and he seemed to be like I was dead and I would not go out even if I was dead.

"No, I have ordered the Censor Gao to investigate the matter thoroughly. There will definitely be no robbery here. If you want to go, don't bother me."

"Yang Gan, go, just pretend to satisfy my little girl's sense of security." Knowing that Yang Gan was young, he would not have any bad thoughts towards him, Zhang Yumeng began to become more and more arrogant, and directly grabbed his arm and rubbed it in his arms.

"Go silly, go silly~~~!" At this time, several people walked towards the inner hall, holding an animal struggling in their hands, but Yang Gan jumped up instantly when he heard this sound.

"Old Chen? Are you?"

Old Chen happily asked someone to put down the pig on the wooden stick. "Young master, look, the pigs we raised have grown up. Although they are not the biggest, they are now ready to eat."

Yang Gan immediately walked out of the room and kept looking around the big fat pig. The pigs tied on the wooden sticks were not like the big white pigs that Yang Gan thought, but were pitch black all over. They were only seen when Yang Gan was a child.

"Go silly, go silly~~~~!" Yang Gan pointed at the nose of the big black pig with his finger, causing it to struggle again.

Yang Gan said excitedly, "Find a place to kill me first, you guys are here to have dinner today."

"Then the relationship is good. Boys, take it outside to find a wasteland to kill the pig. Don't taint the young master's mansion."

"Okay~~~" Several strong guys immediately carried the big black pig and walked out the door.

How long has it been?

Yang Gan can't remember how long it took to eat pork.

Yang Gan didn’t know how many pork was cooked, but at least nearly 30% of the dishes I ate in my previous life were about pork making, frying, cooking, too much.

No, I can't think about it. When I think about it, the saliva in my mouth began to secrete violently.

Thinking of this, Yang Gan couldn't help but rush into the kitchen and opened jars, ginger and bean paste. This is the predecessor of soy sauce, something similar to bean paste, and rice wine.

"Damn it, it's hard to cook without rice." Yang Gan walked outside with a headache on his face.

"Bang~~~!"

Maybe it was too enthused that Yang Gan didn't see anyone at all and knocked the person to the ground.

"Oh, Yang Gan, you're going to kill me. You're blind when you walk." The person who came was Zhang Yumeng, who was hit and squatted directly.

At this time, she was grinning and covering her butt.

Yang Gan raised his eyebrows and pulled Zhang Yumeng up, "Oh, I didn't see you, I'm having a headache now."

"Hiss~~~ You are so short, how can you get so much strength? Why are you having a headache for something?"

Yang Gan said depressedly, "I raised a batch of pigs last time. If nothing unexpected happens,

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You should be able to eat pork.”

Zhang Yumeng widened her eyes, looked at Yang Gan with disbelief, and murmured, "Don't lie, I saw someone eating pork two days ago. It was so unpalatable, fishy and smelly."

"The pigs I raise will never smell bad if nothing unexpected happens. Instead, they will be very fragrant. What I have a headache about now is that there are not enough spices. Now there are only bean paste, old ginger, and rice wine."

Zhang Yumeng unconsciously wiped the corner of her mouth, "Do you think there are too few seasonings, right?"

"Yes, there are only three. Even if you buy them, there will be pears and dates at most, but I think this thing is not a seasoning."

Zhang Yumeng was cushioning her feet and walked back and forth around her. There was no reason to give up eating such a good thing as pork.

"Yang Gan, I have a way, go with me."

“Hey, where are you going?”

"Don't worry, I won't cheat you." Zhang Yumeng seemed to have thought of something, grabbed Yang Gan and ran outside.

At this time, Zhang Yumeng felt that Yang Gan was really good at buying a house. There were downtown areas on both sides. If it were placed in a metropolis, it would be a perfect luxury house in the city center. It would be very convenient to buy things.

After a while, the two of them came to the door of the pharmacy. Yang Gan looked up and sneered, "What? I know that my brain is not good, so I'm going to buy it and eat it?"

"Hmph, look at me." Zhang Yumeng raised her foot into the pharmacy. "Doctor, doctor."

"Hi, what girl from this family is here to make a loud noise." A doctor walked out and said with dissatisfaction.

Not only do doctors but also some patients in the pharmacy also looked at Zhang Yumeng and Yang Gan with curiosity.

"Oh, this isn't the county magistrate? What wind blows you today."

"What wind, evil wind?" Yang Gan said hummingly, obviously not knowing what Zhang Yumeng was going to do.

"This is my servant, please cooperate with her."

The doctor said attentively, "That's fine."

"Is there anything wrong with this little lady?"

"I want fennel, cumin, amomum, cardamom, broccoli, pepper, Sichuan pepper, ginger, dried ginger, bay leaves, herbs, woody aroma, tangerine peel, cloves, pepper, grass fruit......"

The doctor frowned, "Xiao Madam, what kind of prescription is this? There is no such medicine." He looked at Yang Gan carefully. "If this is for the county magistrate to take, you must be cautious."

"Stop talking nonsense, give me a pack every time, hurry up." Zhang Yumeng couldn't wait.

Seeing Yang Gan's expression of old and savage face, the doctor sighed and could only wrap the medicinal materials. "Xiao Niang, I have peppercorns here, but what are Sichuan peppers and peppers? I have never heard of them."

"Oh, it turns out that there is no pepper in this era." Zhang Yumeng frowned.

But it's okay, just have these things, Yang Gan was also puzzled. The names of these things are so familiar.

Yang Gan knew a lot of boring knowledge, thanks to his liking for cold weapons and the credit for watching videos, but he really caught the food in this way.

Many people say that eating outside is not good will cause something, but what to eat alone does not eat takeout at home? There are fewer vegetables and not enough food. If there are too many vegetables, you can’t finish it. You will prepare for a few hours, eat for five minutes, and wash dishes and dishes.

This process alone has already persuaded Yang Gan to give up, so he naturally has not studied the food in depth.

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However, braised pork is still fine. No matter how hard it is, no matter how hard it is, no matter how hard it is, the saliva will flood Yuntongcheng.

I just returned to the mansion and saw a large plate of pork that had been broken down and stored in a wooden barrel. The young men in the farm were very skillful.

At this time, Yang Gan's face was already smiling so bright that his big white teeth were revealed, and he quickly arranged it.

First, cook the pork pieces with fur on fire, and marinate them with rice wine for a while. Unfortunately, there is no starch, otherwise it would be even better.

After marinating, he cooks the oil in the pan and starts frying. At this time, he has to keep stir-frying. Not to mention that Lao Chen is very quick to do, but he actually does it right.

When each piece of meat is dyed golden and ripe, it will be almost done. Next, you have to pour rice wine. Without sugar, you can only add some honey. The wine must at least overflow the meat pieces, and pour a lot of bean paste to add color.

While in command, Yang Gan sorted out the Chinese herbal medicines bought by Zhang Yumeng, and was a little unclear, but when he heard about fennel, fennel, cinnamon, etc., he understood that this was the essential seasoning for cooking in his previous life.

In fact, braised pork does not require too many spices, but the key is still to be needed. Old ginger, star anise, and tangerine peel are all. After the half-person-sized pot cover is on the shore, remove some honeycomb coal and simmer slowly over medium-low heat.

Zhang Yumeng was stunned and thought that Yang Gan could show off her cooking skills in this era. This is not the way to cook braised pork, and she is not a fool. These condiments are taken out of the medicine shop. How many normal people dare to use them directly?

Now, Yang Gan’s idea of ​​being a time traveler has become more solid in Zhang Yumeng’s heart.

Yang Gan clapped everyone and said, "Cook for two hours slowly, you can eat it at about the hour of You. It's the first time I've made this dish, and I'll go to the canteen to have a meal together."

Qin Xiangru nodded and went down to inform. Old Chen thought about it and stayed. If he was alone, he would definitely not dare to go back to the farm alone. However, when he thought of a few young men as his companions, the bumps on the road were not that important.

As time went by, a strong smell of sauce scent came out of the kitchen.

"Oh my God, why is it so fragrant?"

Old Chen squinted his eyes and loosened his nose. "I have raised pigs all my life, and this is the first time I smelled such a fragrant smell."

"Yes, it smells much better than mutton in terms of fragrance."

Gradually, everyone came over, and even Zhou Zhiyu, who had not seen anyone all day long, came over.

"Yang Gan, what's so delicious?"

"It's pork, raised in the farm, and raised according to my method. Just by smelling this smell, you will know it's good meat."

Zhou Zhiyu frowned and thought to himself, "Isn't this meat that only the untouchables eat? I don't know if it's time to leave now."

Yang Gan looked at the sky, and it was red in the distance. In a few minutes, the sun should have completely set off. "Missy three, each of them has a bowl of corn rice, a plate of braised pork, and a corner of fine wine. Today, everyone will not return without getting drunk."

"No, young master." The little three son was happy and quickly opened the lid of the pot, and saw an extremely rich fragrance coming towards him.

The mistress took a few greedy sips, and the taste of braised pork was beyond the reach of ordinary dishes.

There were many people in the mansion. The mistress was too busy alone. A Fu and the other two hurriedly went up to help, and even Ba Xiaomi was excited to hold the plate and kept shuttled between the crowd.

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