No matter how miserable the poor Black Mountain wild boar was during its lifetime, the two hind legs it brought could already satisfy Lin's picky taste and expectations for ingredients.

The bright red pork exudes a sense of vitality and vitality. Even after being chopped into minced meat, it still shows its differences from ordinary Black Mountain wild boar.

It's more sticky and more colorful.

Bayu can be said to be a particularly ancient kind of stuffed dumplings and wontons, and there are many ways to make them.

Some people like to add milk to the mackerel meat filling to increase the freshness and make the fish meat more smooth and elastic; some people like to add leeks to remove the fishy smell and relieve the greasiness; and some people like to add mutton and mutton oil, the fish and mutton are so fresh~

As for the use of wild boar, well, it probably didn’t exist before the Cataclysm. Pork belly was quite common.

Lin Chou peeled off the skin of the Spanish mackerel before mincing it into the stuffing. The flesh of the mackerel was very firm and sweet, and the only fishy smell might be the skin.

The minced mackerel meat and minced pork do not require oil. You can add a small amount of green onion and ginger water. The remaining water needs to be cut into small dices and mixed into the filling.

As for the practice of adding flour paste or water starch before the catastrophe, it is absolutely not advisable - 99% of the people who did that were businessmen instead of relatives. The significance of adding weight to the dumplings and reducing the amount of labor is far greater than anything else.

After mixing the mackerel minced meat and pork minced meat, it is best to stir it up by beating it. The principle is the same as the shrimp wonton. This kind of filling is definitely not enough to stir it up by beating it.

"Pa~"

"Pa~"

"Pa~"

Huang Dashan lay on the table,

"When this guy is cooking in a hurry, no matter how urgent I am, I can't help but want to stop and take a few more looks. Sometimes it's the same even though I'm not hungry. It's weird."

Sikong was shocked and uncertain,

"Oh, Master Shan, are you finally willing to use your heroine template?"

Huang Dashan opened his mouth and said the word "go", speaking loudly and confidently.

Leng Han nodded to Bai Suren and whispered,

"Indeed, he gave me a very quiet and peaceful feeling when he was cooking."

Bai Suren smiled secretly,

"That's the opposite!"

Leng Han was confused,

"Um?"

"It's obviously very hot, it's so hot that it makes your heart tremble, right? Look at you, your face is red~"

"Sister Bai!!"

"Okay, okay, no more talking..."

After beating for a while, Lin Chou stopped, grabbed some minced meat and put it in the basin. When he saw the minced meat floating on the water, he nodded.

Beat vigorously and declare it completed.

As for the stuffing on the tips of hazel chicken wings, you don’t need to use such rough techniques. A little mixing of the skin jelly and stirring for a few times is enough.

There are two big pots of stuffing left out - of course, the big pot filled with mackerel and pork stuffing is at least three times the size of the stuffing of hazel chicken wing tips.

Lin Chou knelt and kneaded the dough.

"I'm making wontons. If you know how, go up to the back mountain and wash your hands."

This is to divide the land among the local tycoons.

Everyone was laughing and joking, and even Leng Han and Bai Suren came back after washing their hands.

Sikong also washed his hands, and didn't mind if the ingredients he brought were shared by everyone - anyway, he could only eat two bowls of the ingredients he brought, which weighed dozens of kilograms, and Du Lele was obviously not as good as Zhong Lele.

Huang Dashan put the fillings in the big basin into small basins and placed two basins on each table. The same fillings made more than a dozen wonton shapes, which was quite exciting.

Wu Ke casually placed the wontons he made next to Brother Menkang's.

"Hey, Huanfeiyanshou?"

The wontons made by Wu Ke are very similar to him. He has a thin belly and long limbs. There is very little filling in the wontons, but he insists on making a long skirt.

And the wontons made by Men Kuang Bao...

"Damn it, that boy named Men, what is that thing you packed? Depth bomb?"

"It's amazing, my little brother, it's the first time I've seen wontons wrapped into buns."

Meng Xiang was extremely ashamed and his face was hot.

It’s really not his fault. For someone of his background, not only can he put his hands on clothes and open his mouth, but he can’t get enough food and clothing by himself. There are people who take good care of him in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation. Let him kill a few beasts and roast them.

That is indeed more user-friendly. As for the difficult technical operation of making wontons...

Haha, forget it.

His fingers are so thick and the wontons are only so big, how can he wrap them up?

Everyone in the room was looking at this. Brother Menkuang was embarrassed and hesitated for a long time.

"Uh...this stuffing is too runny..."

Everyone laughed.

Wu Ke sighed and shook his head, then pursed his lips at the door,

"Look over there and learn a little bit."

Men Kuang looked in the direction and saw the most ferocious Leng Tyrannosaurus in Mingguang Base City, glaring fiercely at the two pots of stuffing in front of him with predatory eyes. Except for Prince Huang and Bai Suren who were as if nothing had happened, Leng

There was no one else sitting at that table.

It's really cold, with the freezing effect of being surrounded by air-conditioning.

The family situation became clear. This was a man who, like him, couldn't make wontons.

"What are you looking at?"

Wu Ke frowned and struck him with his elbow,

"Shh, watch and learn."

The slippery filling made Leng Han frown. Although it was very sticky, it was like a puddle of slime that he always wanted to roll out of the flour-covered thin wonton wrapper.

Come down, roll onto your hands and onto the ground.

Like a newbie’s slimy dignity and face,

"piachi~"

Gone.

It would be too cruel for newcomers to start making the soup series, but who let the weather in Mingguang be too hot? The jelly in the stuffing melted a little before everyone started making them.

On the skin, it dissolves faster.

Um?

melted?

It’s simply unbearable!

Leng Han expressionlessly scooped up half a spoonful of mackerel and pork stuffing with a small spoon - in fact, the others used flat bamboo strips, such as Lin Chou, who flicked and swiped them into a wonton, and his fingers moved quickly.

The Phantom is here, it’s like a humanoid wonton press,

However, Leng Han couldn't lift it up at all, so he had to use a small spoon with a concave belly.

The slime made of mackerel and pork was about to attack the dough crazily,

"Ding!"

A wisp of white air floated away from the filling and flowed towards the ground.

Leng Han showed a satisfied expression and squeezed hard.

"Click, click, click."

Very good, frozen solid enough.

However, maybe the temperature of the filling was too low which affected the dough, or maybe there was too much flour on the dough and it refused to come together to look like wontons.

Leng Han hesitated for a moment and glanced at Lin Chou furtively——

"Ding!"

Okay, the dough is frozen together and the shape is perfect.

Bai Suren reminded,

"It will bloom easily if cooked like this."

Leng Han was stunned,

"Oh... just can't boil it?"

Bai Suren was also stunned,
To be continued...