Happy Little Mayor

Aturu rushed in with a smile, his eyes narrowed into a slit, his face plumped, "Head, you are so kind to me, remember to look for me every time you eat ham."

Wang Bo threw him a pair of gloves: "Well, put it on, rub me **** this ham, and beat him, I will give you a video, you follow the rhythm of others."

Maori dumbfounded: "Isn't this eating ham?"

"Ready to eat!"

"Okay, look at my boss. I have loyalty to the country on my back. I'll do whatever you say."

When he brought up this topic, Pharaoh couldn't bear it. The lyrics of the entire "Jing Zhong Bao Bao Guo" on the back of Maori Han, fortunately he was fat, otherwise he would not be able to print.

The second procedure for western-style ham is tender and smooth, and the smoked ham is salted.

The amount of salt used is particular. It is more than one-twentieth of the weight of ham, 15 kilos of ham, and about one and a half pounds of salt.

But instead of applying salt at one time, it is divided into three to four times, one or two days apart.

No matter which kind of ham is made, it can't be done overnight.

With the side of the leg down and the side of the skin facing up, Wang Bo grabbed and sprinkled the salt evenly, starting from the hoof shell, up against the pores, and rubbing the cortex with both hands.

Earlier, the pork leg was just filled with water, so when I put on the salt, a salt paste appeared. What I wanted was this effect. Wang Bo rubbed his teeth and rubbed it, just like rubbing a washboard.

This has the advantage. First, rub the salt in, but rub out the remaining blood in the leg of the pig. After a while, the blood will flow out.

Wang Bo rubbed for a while and felt too tired, and threw it to Aturu: "Don't rub one all the time, it's easy to get tired, rub the one that rubs this one, and exchange is also a break."

Atulu was stunned: "This, this, this, boss, I don't quite understand your logic."

Little Loli comforted him: "It's normal. I usually study like this. The teacher asked me to learn the three-character scriptures and mathematics for a while, and said that changing my mind can rest ..."

Wang Bo didn't explain the logic to him. He already ran to his mobile phone and swept his friends circle to play Weibo and Twitter.

So Aturu started to turn around between the two hams. Uncle Bing was holding his arm around to watch, and he said dissatisfied, "As a colleague, Huh, don't you help me, Huh help me?"

Uncle Bing shrugged: "The boss said, this is to exercise you, but also to lose weight for you, I think he said it well."

Pharaoh didn't play all the time. He started to study the method of making ham after getting tired. The process of western-style ham is very simple: raw material dressing → brine injection → pickling → tumbling → moulding → cooking → cooling packaging.

The current stage is rolling and kneading, the purpose is to accelerate the diffusion of the curing solution in the muscles and shorten the curing time; to make the meat soften the raw meat through mechanical action to relax the muscle tissue; to promote the extravasation of soluble proteins in the muscles to make the muscle surface Tackiness, enhance the stickiness of the meat; accelerate the maturity of the meat and improve the flavor of the meat.

This process is time consuming, and it has to be done like this for several days in a row. Smoked ham is also time-consuming, and it has to be like this for days.

So, Atulu is planted this time ...

However, Pharaoh did not hesitate. At noon he managed the rice and stewed the little yellow sheep in a large iron pot. He deliberately let Cousins ​​slaughter a little yellow sheep and chop it in a pot.

Of course, the flavor of lamb is also the only belief that supports Aturu's work.

The best way to stew yellow lamb in this pot is to pair it with scallions, a bite of lamb and a bite of fresh onion, which is fragrant and spicy.

Just in the early spring, a group of people sweated with sweat.

Wang Bo thought that the New Zealanders were not used to eating fresh green onions. As a result, these people in Aturu ate harder than him, and even Little Loli hugged the onions and was happy to eat.

On the weekend, he set up a cauldron again. This time it was a cauldron of beef stew. The rotten beef was added with various condiments. The beef soup was stewed into a paste. The taste of this broth can be called a delicious spray.

Ask Aturu to rub the leg of the pork. He pancaked the lard in the room with the lard. It was also a pan-fried pancake with a layer of lard on it. The batter was cooked on the pan and the noodles had a strong flavor. , If soaked in the broth, it will taste better.

Similarly, a group of people sweated heavily again.

Eva puts on her blond hair and puts on her gloves after eating. "I'll rub it, Aturu, take a rest."

Maori Han was very touched with sulking: "Goo, boss, goo, I'm not saying, goo, you are so good! If I don't have a wife, I will swear to catch up with you!"

Eva hesitated and said, "Otherwise, I won't rub it? You'll do it yourself."

Wang Bo chuckled and laughed. Little Loli saw Aturu not talking, and kindly reminded: "My sister is afraid you will fall in love with him."

Maori Han Han's face was full of grief and indignation: "Am I a pig brain? Can I not understand the words of the boss lady? Well, this is too bad, I will not do it, I want to go home!"

"You go home and try, don't come to me for dinner in the future!" Wang Bo threatened without hesitation.

Maori urged, "Well, then I won't go back."

Eva was just kidding. She began to grit her teeth and rub the pig's thighs. After rubbing for a full half hour with sweat, she gave the pig's legs to Aturu.

Mexican pretty Tsai said, "The boss is really nice."

The overbearing president put Erlang down on his financial newspaper and said, "Eva consumes calories to prevent getting fat."

Little Loli thought about it, raised her hand and volunteered, "I'll rub it, I don't want to be a fat girl!"

Without proper gloves, Little Loli rubbed it empty-handed twice, her tender little hand turned red, and she screamed in pain.

Wang Boha laughed, and then the phone rang. He connected and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Someone committed suicide by throwing in the river, no, it was the lake, he committed suicide by throwing in the lake. Hurry up, the mayor, and come to the rescue!" A voice shouted.

The news scared Pharaoh. He stood up subconsciously and shouted, "Which position?"

"pier!"

Wang Bo hung up the phone and whistleed and rushed to the car, shouting: "Someone committed suicide by diving, Uncle Aturu, come on board!"

After hearing the whistle, Zhuang Ding quickly ran into the car, and Xiao Wang also wanted to sneak in, and Pharaoh kicked it down: "It's nothing to do with you!"

Zhuang Ding's face is gloating: Nothing is indispensable to you.

The predators rushed towards the lake as fast as possible, and Wang Bo called Cousins ​​halfway: "Take the guys to the lake pier, some people will commit suicide and save people!"

"What? Are we going down? Do you need this?" Cousins ​​asked suddenly.

Pharaoh was even more surprised, paralyzed to save people, what else is this asking? "Certainly go down! Go down to save people! Are you afraid of cold water or can't you swim ?!"

Uncle Bing explained: "No, boss, they are not afraid of anything, but they will not do it under normal circumstances." (To be continued.)