Chapter 37 Beef


    The next day, Moshan went out and when he came back in the evening, he carried a large package full of bison meat.


    "I went to find Lao Zhao. There was still a lot left in his place. No one bought the meat and he couldn''t eat it, so I took it back."


    Liu Ruhua soaked the meat, except for the blood, and marinated it with some spicy and incenseful seasonings.


    These seasonings were picked from the mountain and made by Liu Ruhua himself. The method of making them was learned from her neighbor''s aunt, and they were also seasonings made by a family of casual cultivators in Tongxian City. However, the fragrance made by Liu Ruhua is better.


    The bison meat was marinated for one night, and the next day, he put it in the stove and cooked it on the fire. After half a day, Liu Ruhua took out the meat, poured out the water from the pot, and then added water and spicy seasonings. First, boiled it on high heat, then simmered it on low heat, and simmered it for another night.


    On the evening of the third day, the fire was turned off and the lid was lifted.


    The heat surged out, and the aroma of meat mixed with seasonings filled the whole house.


    Liu Ruhua took a knife, cut a piece of meat out, cut it into thin slices, put it on a plate, put it on a table, and then waved to the ink painting: "Huaer, come and try it."


    Mo Hua picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. After chewing it for a few bites, he felt it was soft and smelly, leaving a fragrance on his teeth and cheeks. The only mutton smell was also neutralized by the spicy taste, presenting a unique flavor.


    "Mom, this is the best meat I have ever eaten!"


    Mo Shan also tasted it, his eyes lit up, and he praised his wife:


    “It’s better than the restaurant’s salaries.”


    Liu Ruhua smiled and tasted a piece of meat in person. After thinking about it, she was still a little dissatisfied:


    "The taste is still a little worse. The spices should be lighter, the spicy taste should be heavier, and the heat should be bigger..."


    Mo Hua felt that it was delicious. He had lived for more than ten years in his life and had never eaten such delicious meat. As for whether he had eaten it in another life, he couldn''t remember it clearly.


    The bison meat tastes very good, so I can also be confident in opening a restaurant like this. Liu Ruhua cut some of the beef in the pot and put it in a snack box, so that Moshan and Mohua could share some of it for their neighbors and friends.


    Moshan gave it to the neighbors and friends in the demon hunting team.


    Mo Hua carried the food box and first gave Mr. Feng from Xinglin Pavilion a copy, thanking Mr. Feng for treating his mother''s illness, and then giving him a copy to Master Chen. After all, the stove was refined by Master Chen, and the stewed beef must be tasted by everyone.


    Mr. Feng is good at maintaining health through diet and never eats it after a while. However, when he saw the beef sent by Mo Hua, he couldn''t help but taste a few slices of it and praised it.


    Not to mention Master Chen, he divided half of the beef for his disciples such as Dazhu, and put away the others and kept them slowly.


    There were a few more copies, and the ink paintings were sent to Dahu and his family.


    Dahu and his friends both have surnames Meng and are family members, but the three of them are actually not brothers.


    The Meng family was originally in a prosperous family and had three generations living together. The old man had three sons, and each son gave birth to a grandson for him. These three grandsons were Big Tiger and Small Tiger.


    But the good times didn''t last long. Shuanghu''s father died while hunting a monster. Shuanghu''s mother was depressed and sick, and she also went with her soon.


    Xiaohu''s father had **** with other female cultivators when he was out for business and never came back. Boss Meng asked someone to inquire about the news, some said that he had changed his name and had established a new family, and some said that he was confused by the witch who was rude and sucked his marrow and was refined into a human pill.


    Anyway, people can''t come back anyway. Xiaohu''s mother felt embarrassed and remarried.


    Originally, the old man from the Meng family wanted his descendants to reproduce for several generations and to produce a foundation-building monk. He was also considered a small family with some reputation in Tongxian City. Unexpectedly, the three sons disappeared in the blink of an eye. The old man was anxious and couldn''t afford to get sick. He passed away soon.


    In this way, the eldest son was left in the pillar of the Meng family. He never complained. He treated the two brothers'' children as their own children. They ate together with food and hungry together with no food. The children made mistakes and beat together with beating and scolding each other.


    But the three children are growing up and have a bigger appetite. The family, which is not wealthy, is more financially strapped than others.


    When Mo Hua brought beef here, the Meng family was having supper.


    Big Tiger and Little Tiger were gnawing steamed buns and chewing pickles. When Mo Hua heard that the beef was given, his eyes widened. When Mo Hua opened the food box, the fragrance floated out, and the three of them were so greedy that they were drooling.


    Aunt Meng glared at the three children, "Thank you before eating other people''s things!"


    Shuanghu first patted his chest and said, "Mo Hua! Brothers don''t talk outsiders. No matter who bullies you in the future, I will beat him for you!" Dahu and Xiaohu also said in unison: "Me too! So is me!"


    Aunt Meng picked up the chopsticks and knocked them on San Xiaohu''s head. She said angrily: "I don''t know how to learn well every day, but I know how to fight. Together, if you three are half as sensible as ink painting, I will burn the incense!"


    After Aunt Meng finished speaking, she saw the three children looking at the flesh pitifully, and said:


    "Eat, eat, remember to help you Uncle Mo and Aunt Liu do something for you in the future, and don''t eat other people''s things all day."


    San Xiaohu nodded quickly, then each picked up a piece of meat and put it into the bowls of Uncle Meng and Aunt Meng, and then started moving towards the remaining meat.


    As soon as the beef was put into the mouth, Xiaohu widened his eyes and said, "This meat is so delicious!"


    Big Hu and Shuanghu had flesh stuffed in their mouths and nodded constantly.


    The dishes my mother cooked were praised, and the ink painting was also very happy.


    Uncle Meng and Aunt Meng took a bite of the meat, nodded without stopping, and then grabbed the remaining meat to the three boys.


    Aunt Meng said to Mo Hua enviously: "Your mother''s cooking skills are really good!"


    Mo Hua also praised: "Aunt Meng''s cooking skills are also very good!"


    Aunt Meng laughed and took Mo Hua''s little hand and said, "I really don''t know how such a well-behaved and sensible child was born."


    Uncle Meng tasted a bite of beef and said curiously: "Is this bison meat? It doesn''t taste like it."


    "It''s bison meat, it''s been cooked for a long time."


    "No wonder," Uncle Meng nodded and said to Mo Hua: "I heard that your family is going to open a restaurant. If you have any help, I will tell your uncle and aunt that we will definitely help."


    "Thank you, Uncle Meng!"


    After a few more greetings, Mo Hua got up and said goodbye. Aunt Meng took some freshly steamed buns and some wild fruits, and asked Mo Hua to take them back for food.


    "There are no good things at home, you can take these steamed buns and fruits back and eat them."


    Mo Hua did not refuse, and put the steamed buns into a food box, chewing wild fruits while walking home.


    The beef stewed for a long time in the stove is said to be good if you have eaten it.


    Liu Ruhua further improved the cooking seasoning, adjusted the heat of stewing, and made several bowls of beef noodles for Mohua to taste. The soup tasted mellow, the noodles were vigorous, and the beef was fresh and fragrant. Mohua squinted her eyes happily.


    In addition, Liu Ruhua also added some other wine and snacks and sold them in the restaurant.


    Wine is definitely indispensable, but the scattered cultivators are poor and the grains used to make wine are relatively poor, so the taste is not very good. But the wine brew made by Liu Ruhua himself is completely different.


    The wine brew has some flowers, plants and fresh fruits, which are of low degree. The rich aroma of different flowers and fruits is slightly sweet and has a aftertaste. Ink painting is particularly fond of.


    In addition to beef, there are also some pastries, fruits, pine nuts and beef noodles.


    Later, with the help of neighbors and friends, the preparations were completed and the restaurant opened on the first day of the New Year.


    The restaurant was originally named after the custom of naming on the street, but with the suggestion of Mo Hua and the approval of Mo Shan, it was finally renamed "Liu Ji Restaurant".


    Liu Ruhua couldn''t resist the father and son, so she had to agree.


    (This chapter ends)