Chapter 37 Beef

The next day, Mo Shan went out and came back in the evening with a big bag full of bison meat.

"I went to find Lao Zhao. He still had a lot of meat left. No one bought this meat and he couldn't eat it, so I took it all back."

Liu Ruhua soaked the meat to remove the blood, and then marinated it with some spicy and fragrant seasonings.

These seasonings were picked by Liu Ruhua from the mountain and dried by herself. The drying method was learned from the aunt of the neighbor. It is also the seasoning that all casual cultivators in Tongxian City can make, but Liu Ruhua's is more fragrant.

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

In the evening of the third day, the fire was turned off and the lid of the pot was opened.

Hot steam surged out, and the aroma of meat mixed with the aroma of seasoning filled the whole room.

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

Mo Hua picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. After chewing a few times, he felt that it was soft and tasty, and the fragrance lingered on his teeth and cheeks. The only smell of mutton was neutralized by the spicy taste, presenting a unique flavor.

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

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

"It's better than those chefs in the restaurant."

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

"The taste is still a little bit off, the spices should be lighter, the spicy taste should be stronger, and the heat should be higher..."

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

The bison meat tasted very good, so he had the confidence to open a restaurant. Liu Ruhua cut some of the beef in the pot and packed it in small food boxes, asking Mo Shan and Mo Hua to share some with neighbors and friends.

Mo Shan took it and distributed it to neighbors and friends in the monster hunting team.

Mo Hua carried the food box and first sent a portion to Mr. Feng of Xinglin Pavilion to thank him for treating his mother's illness, and then sent a portion to Master Chen. After all, the stove was made by Master Chen, and the stewed beef must be tasted by others.

Mr. Feng was good at keeping healthy with food, and he would not eat after a certain time, but when he saw the beef sent by Mo Hua, he couldn't help but taste a few slices and praised it highly.

Not to mention Master Chen, he gave half of the beef to Da Zhu and other disciples to eat, and put away the rest, keeping it for himself to eat slowly with wine.

There were still a few portions, so Mo Hua sent them to Da Hu and his family's home.

Dahu and his family all have the surname Meng, and they are from the same family, but they are not actually brothers.

The Meng family was originally prosperous, with three generations living under one roof. The old man had three sons, and each son gave him a grandson. These three grandsons are Dahu, Shuanghu, and Xiaohu.

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

Xiaohu's father hooked up with another female cultivator while doing business, and never came back. Boss Meng asked people to inquire about the news. Some said that he had changed his name and surname and set up a new family. Some said that he was bewitched by a demon woman, sucked his marrow and soul, and was refined into a human pill.

In any case, he couldn't come back. Xiaohu's mother felt ashamed and remarried.

Originally, the old man of the Meng family wanted to have several generations of descendants and produce a foundation-building cultivator, so that they could be regarded as a small family with some reputation in Tongxian City. Unexpectedly, two of his three sons died in the blink of an eye. The old man was so angry that he fell ill and died soon after.

In this way, the pillar of the Meng family was only the eldest son. He never complained about anything. He raised the children of his two brothers as his own children. They ate together when they had food and starved together when they had nothing to eat. When the children made mistakes, they were beaten and scolded together.

However, the three children grew up gradually and had big appetites. The family, which was not rich to begin with, was more constrained than others.

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

Da Hu, Shuang Hu and Xiao Hu were eating steamed buns and pickled vegetables. When they heard that Mo Hua was sending beef, their eyes widened. When Mo Hua opened the food box and the fragrance wafted out, the three of them drooled with greed.

Aunt Meng glared at the three children, "Thank them before you eat their food!"

Shuanghu patted his chest first and said, "Mohua! Brothers don't talk nonsense. No matter who bullies you in the future, I will beat him for you!"

Dahu and Xiaohu also said in unison, "Me too! Me too!"

Aunt Meng picked up the chopsticks and knocked on the heads of the three little tigers, saying unhappily, "Tiantian doesn't know how to learn well, but only knows how to fight. If the three of you are half as sensible as Mohua, I will burn incense!"

After Aunt Meng finished speaking, she saw the three children looking at the meat pitifully, and she softened her heart a little and said, "Eat, eat, remember to help your uncle Mo and aunt Liu do something in the future, don't eat other people's food for free all day long."

The three little tigers nodded quickly, then each picked up a piece of meat and put it in Uncle Meng and Aunt Meng's bowls, and then started to eat the remaining meat.

As soon as the beef entered his mouth, the little tiger opened his eyes wide and said, "This meat is so delicious!"

Big Tiger and Shuanghu stuffed their mouths with meat and nodded continuously.

Mo Hua was also very happy that his mother's cooking was praised.

Uncle Meng and Aunt Meng tasted a bite of the meat, nodded continuously, and then picked up the remaining meat for the three boys.

Aunt Meng said to Mo Hua with envy: "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 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 asked curiously: "Is this bison meat? It doesn't taste like it."

"It is bison meat. It has 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 there is anything we can help, tell your uncle and aunt, and we will definitely help."

"Thank you, Uncle Meng!"

After a few more pleasantries, Mo Hua stood up and said goodbye. Aunt Meng took some freshly steamed buns and some wild fruits and asked Mo Hua to take them back to eat.

"There is nothing good at home. You can take these buns and fruits back to eat."

Mo Hua did not refuse, put the buns into the food box, and walked home while eating wild fruits.

The beef stewed in the stove for a long time is praised by everyone who has eaten it.

Liu Ruhua added some seasoning to the cooking, adjusted the heat of the stew, and made a few bowls of beef noodles for Mo Hua to taste. The soup was mellow, the noodles were chewy, and the beef was fresh and fragrant. Mo Hua squinted his eyes happily.

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

Wine is definitely indispensable, but the casual cultivators are poor, and the grains used for brewing are relatively poor, so the taste is not very good. But the fermented rice wine that Liu Ruhua mixed herself is completely different.

The fermented rice wine adds some flowers and fresh fruits, with a lower alcohol content, plus the rich aroma of different flowers and fruits, slightly intoxicating, sweet and aftertaste, Mo Hua likes it very much.

In addition to beef, the meal also includes some cakes, fruits, pine nuts and beef noodles.

Later, with the help of neighbors and friends, the preparations were complete, and the restaurant opened on the first day of the new year.

The restaurant was originally named Moji Restaurant according to the street naming convention, but with Mohua's suggestion and Moshan's approval, it was finally renamed "Liuji Restaurant".

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