C226 The rudiments of industry the pressure cookers

Xiao Wen knew that the mutton had a fishy smell when compared to other meats.

As a result, mutton was actually quite unpalatable if it was not handled well.

Generally speaking, people in the Northwest Territories dealt with mutton by sprinkling spices on top of it and roasting it with charcoal.

Far to the west, and the Chinese cuisine department and the Arab cuisine, one of the three major cuisines in the world, were often treated the same way.

In fact, Xiao Wen had been eating roast lamb with various spices while he was in the Huns.

However, Xiao Wen was someone who had stayed away from the big eaters after all. Even the people from the province next door to the cookery store had all sorts of tricks up their sleeves. When it came to cooking mutton, it was naturally not a problem.

Naturally, Xiao Wen also knew how to make the eating-type mutton and rotting bamboo cookers.

First, Xiao Wen opened the side door of the kitchen and went to the backyard. At this moment, a boiler room had already been set up in the backyard. Beside the boiler room, Zhou Xian opened up a vegetable patch.

Although it was already snowing heavily, because it was close to the boiler and the vegetable garden was surrounded by a circle of insulation and walls, the vegetables inside were still thriving and growing.

Xiao Wen looked inside and dug out a clove of garlic and a ginger, then brought them back to the kitchen.

Soon after, he cut a bit of the garlic and tied the rest of the garlic into a knot. Then, he placed it in a claypot.

Then he patted the garlic and peeled off the skin. Cut with ginger.

"Sir, the lamb you wanted is here!" At this moment, Sun Shangxiang opened the door of the ice cellar with a vegetable basket in her arms. Inside the basket were two pounds of fat and thin lamb chops.

Xiao Wen took the lamb chops and rubbed Sun Shangxiang's head, then cut them into small pieces and put them into the frying pan.

Fire, fire!

"Huh? "Sir, don't you want to fry it?" Sun Shangxiang discovered that when Xiao Wen was stir-frying the lamb, he didn't put any oil in it.

This surprised her.

However, Xiao Wen shook his head and said, "There's no need to put oil in it. I just want the blood inside to be boiled."

As he spoke, he began to stir-fry the mutton.

Not long later. Then, Xiao Wen began to stir-fry the blood out of the mutton. After being heated up, the blood had already turned the color of cooked meat into a greyish white, rather than the color of fresh blood.

After pouring the blood away, Xiao Wen didn't stop. He continued to stir-fry until the smell of meat wafted through the kitchen.

"Alright, the preliminary work has been completed." Xiao Wen said.

As he spoke, he scooped the lamb out of the pot.

Afterwards, he went to a cupboard and opened it. He took out some special collection - putty milk and tofu sauce.

The so-called curd milk was actually also a type of bean products. However, it was different from the bamboo that was made by frying the bean skin into oil. The decayed milk was made by fermenting it with tofu.

As for the tofu sauce, it was actually something brought by the eastern caravan. The tofu sauce is made of tofu and is therefore produced by the sea. Although the taste was unique, this attribute was not a good thing in ancient times.

After all, compared to the modern era, the taste of the ancient people was much more conservative.

Thus, only Xiao Wen's family had prepared a jar of tofu sauce.

Xiao Wen took out a piece of rancid milk and stirred it evenly with three spoonfuls of tofu sauce.

"This sauce is the soul of this dish." Xiao Wen said.

However, Xiao Wen crushed the milk and mixed it with the tofu sauce. Then, he put the soul aside and started to cook.

He took the ginger, garlic, and garlic that he had prepared beforehand and put them in the pot to heat it up. Then he poured all of them into the pot to stir-fry.

During this time, Xiao Wen tried to shake the pot and found that the ingredients did not fall out of the pot. He laughed loudly and said, "I am a genius chef!"

However, when Sun Shangxiang, who was standing at the side, saw how cocky her teacher was, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

But soon after, Xiao Wen cooked the mutton in the wok and stir-fried it along with the garlic.

This time, with more lamb in the wok, Xiao Wen didn't dare to be cocky again. He could only obediently cook it.

After stir-frying a few times, Xiao Wen poured some of the rice wine into it. The fragrance of the rice wine immediately dispersed the stench of the mutton in the air.

A few minutes later, Xiao Wen placed the soul soy sauce into the lamb.

"How fragrant!" At this moment, aside from the two reserved children, Guan Yu, and Yang Xiu, as well as the elder Zhou Jing, everyone else was attracted by the aroma of the kitchen.

"It's not done yet!" Xiao Wen said helplessly.

After saying that, he asked Zhou Wei, "When I left, I asked you to pay attention to the sugar cane. Did you see that?"

"Of course. The caravan from the south brought some sugar cane. I bought all the sugar cane and told them to bring more in the future. " Zhou Wei said.

Xiao Wen nodded. Sugar cane was used to extract sugar. But other than sugar, this thing had other uses.

Xiao Wen followed Zhou Wei to a cupboard in the corner and found a stick of sugar cane. He took out a machete and cut off a segment of it, then placed it on the chopping board to chop it into small pieces.

"By the way, did those craftsmen make the pressure cookers?" Xiao Wen asked.

"That heavy iron pot? It was done. However, this thing is almost as heavy as a cauldron, is it really okay to use this? " Zhou Wei asked.

"Ha ha!" Xiao Wen patted Zhou Wei on the head and said, "Now that we're here, it's no problem for us to use the cauldron."

Zhou Wei said helplessly, "The pot is in the cupboard at your feet."

Thus, Xiao Wen opened the cabinet. He was speechless as he looked at the creation inside.

"Such a big one, is there really a need for that?" Looking inside the cabinet, Xiao Wen saw that there were at least three monkey-sized pressure cookers of the 21st century, and grumbled.

However, he also knew that the most suitable material for making a pressure cooker was steel. However, the ancient steel was very expensive. Even steel weapons were often priceless in the market.

Therefore, it is not realistic to use steel to make pressure cookers.

Helpless, he could only ask the blacksmith to make a thick iron pot with a wooden sealing ring on its lid. He barely managed to make a pressure cooker.

"But the valve is done." Xiao Wen said as he looked at the exquisite part of the lid.

Xiao Wen had asked the jeweller to make this before he left.

In this world, only Xiao Wen knew that existences like Jewelry Masters and Watchmakers were naturally high-class locksmiths. Letting them process precise parts was the best choice.

And this pressure cooker's valve was only the beginning.

Add the boiled lamb to the water, along with the sugar cane, and put it in a pressure cooker.

After skillfully covering the pot, Xiao Wen placed it on the fire and started cooking.

After waiting for fifteen minutes, Xiao Wen finally used the pressure from the pressure cooker to crush the lamb. He poured the meat, sugar cane and soup into a casserole, added the garlic knot he had prepared, and boiled the rotten bamboo for another ten minutes.

Ten minutes later, the roasted mutton was done cooking.

Xiao Wen looked at the group of impatient brats and laughed, "Little brats, you've finally arrived!"

"Yeah!" The little fellows who were drooling from the craving all cheered out.