The three of them walked on the mountain path.

The silhouette of the sunset is like a torn skirt, scattering from the trees on the ground, and floats gently with the evening breeze of winter.

In the air, all kinds of birds are moving in the air, either soaring into the sky, flying low, dotted, gathering or scattering in the distance.

They occasionally burrow into the lush forests and occasionally make a few crisp screams.

If you didn’t know exactly what evening it was, you might have to regard this vibrant evening scene as the evening of spring and summer.

This is probably the case in the winter in the extreme south. There is no snow or withering. When I look up, I still have a turquoise color. Even the colorful birds are still the same.

It was the same as before, when he returned home, Liu Qingshan insisted on keeping Tan Dasha into the house for dinner.

Today, Tan Dasha helped to work. He worked hard and it would be fine if he didn't pay the wages. He didn't even give food, but he couldn't say it.

Tan Dasha didn't want to stay for dinner, but she couldn't argue with Liu Qingshan, so she had to follow her in.

As soon as the three of them entered the gate, they had no time to look through the kitchen door, and immediately smelled a scent of smell.

The fragrance was graceful and lingering in the house. The smell of the old house was almost covered up. With a gentle sucking, you could only smell the fragrant smell of meat in your entire nose.

"It's a beer duck." Liu Qingshan's eyes immediately shone brightly. He looked into the kitchen in surprise and shouted to his mother, "Mom, you've made a beer duck."

Wu Cuimei glared at her son with a funny look: "Look at your promising prospects, is a duck so happy?"

"Mom, you don't know. If I eat pork again, I will become a pig." Liu Qingshan hurried to wash his hands.

Seeing that Tan Dasha was following her husband and son, Wu Cuimei quickly greeted him enthusiastically: "Oh, Dasha is here too, you have a good time tonight."

Tan Dasha smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, I said I wouldn't come in to have a meal, but Qingshan insisted on letting me in."

"You have helped you do the work together, so you must eat the meal together." Liu Qingshan washed his hands and immediately grabbed a piece of duck skin exposed on the induction cooker hot pot with his bare hands. He put it directly into his mouth without blowing it.

"Thanks to Dasha today," Liu Yuanhe washed his hands and said, "If it weren't Dasha, Qingshan and I might not have built the reservoir so quickly."

Upon hearing this, Wu Cuimei's face suddenly felt grateful: "Dasha, thank you very much. In the morning, I said I would go into the mountain together, but the father and son refused. I was still worried just now, afraid that they would be busy today and would have to be busy for a day tomorrow. Thanks to you, they don't have to be busy anymore tomorrow."

"Sister-in-law, don't say that, this is what I should do. Qingshan has helped me so much, it's time for me to help with some work."

"Okay, don't be polite. Sit down and eat soon. I'm starving to death." Liu Qingshan grabbed the spoon and bowl, and scooped out a large bowl of golden duck soup.

The beer duck soup is very warm, and it is best to eat it on such a winter day.

If you want to eat beer duck, eat freshly slaughtered farm ducks.

The duck meat of freshly slaughtered farm ducks will have a fresh and sweet taste. Unlike ducks that are fed with various feeds, and also from frozen duck meat, their meat contains a lot of fresh and delicious food. After being cooked with beer and other seasonings, the fresh and sweet taste will bloom like fireworks in the dark.

The beer duck not only tastes intoxicating, but also is not difficult to cook. Even rural women like Wu Cuimei who can’t read a lot of words can master it. It can be seen that there is no technology required to make this dish.

The old ducks in the farm are caught and killed. After removing the hair, they are washed and chopped into pieces, they are put in a hot pot to fry to remove excess water, and then add beer that can flood the duck meat, as well as appropriate amounts of star anise, cinnamon, ginger, tangerine peel and other spices.

If conditions permit, you can add some other spices.

After adding these spices in one go, let them flirt with each other in the pot. After about half an hour, you can lift the lid of the pot and get a pot of intoxicating delicacies.

Although the beer duck is not complicated and the ingredients are not difficult to obtain, this dish is still an extremely luxurious dish for the mountain people who are used to hardships.

Because this not only consumes a big duck, but also consumes a number of beer and spices. This consumes too much and time for the mountain people.

Therefore, most people in the mountains make duck meat, mainly water hot pot, and few people are willing to spend too much time and energy to make such a delicious dish.

Even though it is indeed a rare delicacy, for the mountain people who have been exhausted after working for a day, they are obviously more willing to eat a simple meal as soon as possible than the rare delicacy.

That is, Wu Cuimei cannot work in the mountains because of her health, so she has time to tinker with these things.

If it were other villagers, it would probably be difficult to eat beer duck twice a year.

This is even more true for Tan Dasha, who is in a difficult family.

At this moment, standing in the warm kitchen where the stove is rising, looking at the yellowed energy-saving lamps, a pot of duck meat rolling with white smoke and smelling aroma on a simple wooden table, Tan Dasha was a little confused.

This is just the New Year and the Festival, and you can even eat beer duck?

This is so extravagant!

"Uncle Dasha, why are you still standing stupidly? Wash your hands and have dinner soon." Liu Qingshan shouted, and half a bowl of fresh sweet soup had already rolled down his stomach.

A warm feeling burst out from the inside out instantly, and the whole person immediately felt comfortable.

"Ah." He sighed, "It's so comfortable. It would be great if he could drink a bowl of such hot soup every day."

"Be your daydream." Wu Cuimei glared, "Don't always think of hitting me chickens and ducks. Don't forget that you are still drinking roasted rice tea this morning. This beer duck is full of big ingredients. It is easier to get angry after eating it. You can eat less."

Liu Qingshan turned black: "Mom, I didn't get angry."

"I haven't gotten angry, then what were you planning to go to the town with Dasha yesterday?" Liu Yuanhe made up for a blow.

Liu Qingshan's face became darker: "Dad, don't interpret my words maliciously. What I said is, Uncle Dasha is going, I don't want to go. When did I say I'm going?"

"Come on, Dasha, eat duck legs." Wu Cuimei ignored her son's roar and picked up a duck legs for Tan Dasha, who was covered in mud, and even told her, "Eat slowly and don't burn it. This duck is very big, let's eat enough tonight."

"Oh, thank you sister-in-law." Tan Dasha grinned, hurriedly picked up the duck legs in the bowl, and bit it hard.

The meat fiber of duck meat is thicker than that of chicken. When you tear off the meat in one bite, you can clearly see the strips of shredded meat tightly arranged on the duck legs.

When the duck meat in the mouth is chewed, the soup bursts out, with the fragrance of spices and the sweetness of beer, like the spring water of dry autumn, which can instantly moisturize the entire mouth.

Chewing it a bite will remove the remaining chewyness and strong meat aroma of the duck meat after removing the excess soup.

Only those who have eaten it can feel the deliciousness of the farm duck. To describe it in words, there is always a little less soul.

However, as Wu Cuimei said, the beer duck with so many spices is delicious, but if a man eats too much, he will definitely get angry.
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