"Well, it's really good."

As soon as I took out the large piece of meat from the pot, Fang Chang copied the knife next to me, sliced ​​a large piece of it on it, sprinkled a small pinch of salt and put it in my mouth.

The meat of domestic pigs is more tender, has more oil, and has a more neutral and peaceful taste. It can have a broader range of applications in cooking. In this regard, it is better than beef, sheep, chicken and duck, or wild boar and venison that are often eaten on the cliff.

What's more, Fang Chang captured the pig seedlings he bought from the foot of the mountain and then raising them in the forest on the cliff. Whether it is the plants, soil, or air here, they are soaked in thick spiritual energy, so these tamps grow more vigorously and delicious.

After getting a few large pieces of good meat, Fang Chang braised the head, ears, mouth and various water, and stewed the bones and other soups. As for these meats, he only took a few kilograms, and the rest of the preparations were made into bacon and sausages, so that the endless meat could be preserved for a long time.

He chose two of the best pieces of meat, which were not fried or braised, but bundled and stewed in clean water.

The best ingredients do not need to be made in too cumbersome, and simple treatment will make it delicious.

The cooked white meat is sliced ​​with a blade, and a cone is formed on the plate, and then a little garlic paste and sauce is poured on the tip of the cone, just like an erupting volcano. Then he chopped the two pieces of lean meat into filling, and after mixing, he boiled the fried croquettes in the oil pan. The fried meatballs are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. If they are steamed in the pot and poured some bone soup, it will be even more delicious.

There is no meat on the table, but also some vegetables to decorate. Fangchang took some eggs from the chicken coop and saw that the pumpkin flowers in the vegetable bed were prosperous, so he picked many pumpkin flowers and wrapped them in egg liquid and fryed them. So the fresh taste of the pumpkin flowers was stuffed in the egg skin, which was fragrant and pleasant after biting.

Unfortunately, the locust flowers next to them have fallen and disappeared this month, otherwise they would be natural and good ingredients.

Fang Chang arranged the food on the table in the courtyard, took the wine gourd from the wall of the house, and slowly drank and ate from noon to evening.

The mountain wind blows on Xianqi Cliff, and this season is not dry. The wind brings a wet breath and is very comfortable. The clouds and mists at the foot of the mountain are gathered and dispersed, blocking the distant earth. Instead, the sun passes by the blue sky and clouds, silently completing the activities of the day and hiding behind the distant mountains.

A little pig climbed up from the edge of the cliff, holding an envelope in his mouth.

Looking at his agile eyes, it was obviously a monster with wisdom. No need to think about it, the one who can drive monsters in Yunzhong Mountain must be Zhang Chun and the God of Mountain Zhang.

Xiao Shanzhu looked at the leftovers that he had not finished eating in front of Fang Chang, and felt a sense of fear for no reason.

Although he didn't understand why he felt this way, he still insisted on his mission, gently placed the letter in his mouth on the ground in front of the long distance, and slowly retreated for a distance, then turned around and ran down the mountain from the cliff-side plank road.

Fang Chang smiled, possessed himself and picked up the envelope, reached out and pulled out the letter paper, and spread it flat on the table.

But on the letter paper, the god Zhang Shan said that he had contacted many acquaintances and friends, but in order to increase credibility, he specifically said that this was Fang Chang's proposal. After all, after the deeds of the previous great disaster and the vast friendship that Fang Chang traveled around the world, Fang Chang is now a well-known person among all the gods.

Fang Chang doesn't care about this, as long as the result is good.

After folding the letter paper back and putting it into the envelope, Fang Chang began to clean up the dishes, rinse the bamboo outlet in the kitchen, and put it in the bowl rack. The bamboo canal I made was very convenient, and the drain outlet directly leads to Biyu Lake, and you can also add some food to the fish in the lake.

Wipe the stone table clean, Fang Chang returned to the house with the letter from God Zhang Shan.

Adding water and grinding ink to the desk, he wrote a reply. In the letter, Fang Chang told the god Zhang Shan that he did not want to interfere with the matter, but if things were successful, he hoped to inform him in advance so that he could witness it. Then he folded the letter paper, opened the window and threw it out towards the last ray of afterglow outside.

And after a long time, he put this matter behind his mind.

There are many things in the world. After Fang Chang visited the world, he also saw a lot. He was going to make the next days more fulfilling.

The crops in the fields are growing well, including various beans.

He has harvested many times and accumulated a lot of grains and beans, which are of great use. Fang Chang has prepared these days and tried to develop a new way to eat beans. There is a lot of gypsum in the salt cave in the mountains, which is very suitable for ordering tofu. He plans to make a small stone mill, grind soy milk by himself, and can also make it into bean peel and dried beans.

It’s good to use manual operations in the early stage. You are not afraid of fatigue. You can change it to use electricity later. After all, the shed is not used every day. Most of the time, the power of the generator at the waterfall is idle.

Read the book first and rest, and then go to do things tomorrow.

He turned around and drew the book from the bookshelf and lit the bronze oil lamp on the table.

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The god Zhang Shan was busy in his mansion, and this job was far more busy than the god of other mountains.

As the mountain god in Yunzhong Mountain, Zhang Chun lived a leisurely life. Most of the time, he only needed to patrol the mountains, occasionally adjusting the distribution of animals and plants in the mountains, or slightly changing the terrain, which was not a big deal, so the god Zhang Shan still had time to see his chestnuts.

After taking on this task, he spent almost all day writing, sending, receiving, replying, contacting colleagues from all parties, telling and explaining the matter, and slowly adjusting and discussing the subsequent plans. Since there is no clear organization, everyone's ideas are different, which is a big project.

Moreover, Zhang Shanshen did not know many colleagues, so he could only rely on a network of relationships between each other to contact each other. Therefore, in addition to discussing matters, he also had to understand the progress of contacts in various places. Due to the looseness and no affiliation, and the incidents in various places made many city gods busy, the communication process was very slow.

Fortunately, everyone is a god, with a long and abundant life span. Even if there are occasional changes in the middle, there will be no loss of contact.

This has been done for many years.

In the end, the mountain gods and lands everywhere in the world decided to choose a good day and find a place to hold a conference. But this is still not a simple procedure. Just discussing when and when the meeting will take place, it took a lot of time.

Moreover, it is not a simple matter for gods from all over the country to leave their posts. Everyone needs to open a cauldron and ask for leave from heaven and earth before they can leave for a few days. How to arrange various things during the time of departure must be established in advance, so as not to cause chaos during meetings.

In order not to be exhausted, the god of Zhang Shan takes one or two days a month to go to Xianqi Cliff to find Fang Chang to play chess, take a break, and enjoy the other party's entertainment. In Zhang Chun's opinion, Fang Shangxian's cooking skills are getting better and better, and the wine on the cliff has become more mellow due to the increase in the number of years of storage in the cellar.
Chapter completed!