Traveling through various miniature worlds with a small restaurant

The most important part of braised pork trotters is, of course, the braised pork trotters. The process of making braised pork trotters involves many steps and is somewhat complicated, mainly the preparation of the braising liquid.

The braising liquid requires more than a dozen spices. Lin Xiaoqian first puts the spices into the pot in the appropriate proportions to stir-fry them and activate their aroma. After stir-frying, she puts them into a gauze bag for later use.

Next, fry corn oil, chicken oil, garlic, scallions, green onions, and ginger slices to make braising oil, which will enhance the aroma of the braising liquid. Set it aside after frying.

Then start making the stock. Blanch the old chicken, ham, and pork ribs. After blanching, rinse them and put them in a huge pot. Add the dried flounder that has been roasted over a fire to enhance the flavor. After the soup boils, skim off the foam and simmer for three hours until the soup turns milky white. Then remove all the ingredients. Only then is the stock ready.

Next, add galangal, spice packet, prepared seasonings, and braising oil to the broth and simmer for half an hour. Only then is the braising liquid ready.

Finally, start processing the pig's feet. Use a blowtorch to burn off the pig hair, then roast the skin until it is charred and black, and then wash it clean.

Next, blanch all the raw meat in water with scallions, ginger, and white wine, then rinse it clean. Finally, put it into the braising liquid, bring it to a boil over high heat, then reduce to the lowest heat and simmer for six hours. The melt-in-your-mouth braised pig's feet are then ready.

The braised pig's feet are bright red and have a wonderful aroma that makes your mouth water.

Jiang Shuang secretly wiped her mouth with her sleeve. Oh my god, this smells so good.

She wasn't good at cooking; she was just helping Lin Xiaoqian in the kitchen, peeling scallions and grabbing garlic. But when she saw Lin Xiaoqian lift the pot lid to check on the braised meat, the whole house was instantly filled with a wonderful aroma, and she couldn't resist.

"Xiao Qian, is this braised meat ready to eat?"

Lin Xiaoqian smiled and said, "Yes, it's done! Is the rice cooked? Let's eat!"

"It's steamed! I'll go get the rice!" Jiang Shuang quickly grabbed a bowl and ran to get the rice.

After working for nearly ten hours, they finally got to eat. For this meal, the two of them endured their hunger and didn't eat anything that night.

Lin Xiaoqian took the braised pig's feet out of the water, let them cool slightly, then sliced ​​them into pieces and placed them on top of the steaming rice that Jiang Shuang had prepared.

Then pour a spoonful of thick braising sauce over it, and the aroma will instantly fill the air.

Jiang Shuang couldn't wait to pick up her chopsticks, take a piece of braised meat, put it in her mouth, and chew it slowly, her face full of satisfaction.

Nobody knows how delicious this is!

"Xiao Qian, this tastes absolutely amazing!" Jiang Shuang gave a thumbs up and mumbled indistinctly.

Although she knew that Lin Xiaoqian was bound to the God of Cooking System, Lin Xiaoqian hadn't had a chance to cook and showcase her culinary skills during the few days they spent together, so she naturally didn't know that Lin Xiaoqian's cooking skills were already so superb.

Now she finally understands the power of the Chef God System.

Jiang Shuang trains a lot every day, which consumes a lot of energy, and she usually has a large appetite. At this moment, she had an even bigger appetite and ate a whole pork knuckle by herself.

However, the government has provided ample portions of food this time, so they are not worried about her eating like this.

After finishing her meal, Jiang Shuang leaned back in her chair with satisfaction, patting her slightly bulging belly, and said, "This is the best braised pork knuckle rice I've ever eaten in my life!"

Lin Xiaoqian smiled and said, "I'm glad you like it."

Jiang Shuang sat up straight: "I like it, of course I like it! Xiao Qian, you'll never have trouble selling your braised pork trotter rice."

Then he changed the subject: "However, even good wine needs advertising. I went out for a walk today and found that the shop's location is a bit out of the way. We need to find a way to promote this braised pork knuckle rice."

Lin Xiaoqian moved slightly closer to her and asked curiously, "How do you promote it?"

After all, her previous business ventures were entirely based on chance.

Jiang Shuang stroked her chin thoughtfully and said, "Don't we all have advertisements in our world? Why don't we put up a sign at the street corner with a promotional slogan to attract people?"

"Promotional slogans?" Lin Xiaoqian murmured.

Jiang Shuang pondered for a moment, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration and clapped her hands: "I've got it! The slogan should be 'A small bowl of braised pork trotters rice, a taste of chivalry!' What do you think?"

Lin Xiaoqian's lips twitched. "Copy it on the spot? Just change four words?"

"It's good, it's good." Lin Xiaoqian had no objection to this.

Upon hearing Lin Xiaoqian's agreement, Jiang Shuang excitedly went to find materials to make advertising signs.

Lin Xiaoqian shook her head, walked to the kitchen and fished out the spice packet from the braising liquid. The spice packet couldn't be left soaking in the braising liquid for too long, otherwise the braising liquid would become bitter.

"Xiao Qian, do you want to put your photo up here too, or make a life-size cardboard cutout of yourself?" Jiang Shuang shouted from outside the kitchen.

Lin Xiaoqian: ...

"No! It's alright." She politely declined.

Jiang Shuang expressed her deep regret.

Unfortunately, Jiang Shuang couldn't write the characters used in the martial arts world, so she had to ask Lin Xiaoqian to write the promotional slogan.

After Lin Xiaoqian finished writing the slogan that Shuangjie had made, he felt that this was not a solution. If Shuangjie could not communicate with the people of this world and was almost like a mute, how could she do business?

Lin Xiaoqian secretly communicated with the system: "System, is it possible for me to receive the rewards from this world in advance?"

The system remained silent for a while before finally asking, "What reward do you want to receive in advance?"

Lin Xiaoqian asked excitedly, "Is there a reward that can help Sister Shuang understand the language of the martial arts world?"

"There is a universal translator."

Lin Xiaoqian's eyes lit up: "I want this one!"

The system originally planned to give the Multiverse Translator as a reward to Lin Xiaoqian after this world ended.

"I can give it to you first, but you must complete the task well."

Lin Xiaoqian quickly assured him, "Of course! I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"

The next second, an earphone-shaped object appeared in Lin Xiaoqian's hand.

The system explained, "Wearing it allows you to understand languages ​​from other worlds, and your own words will be translated through the translator."

Lin Xiaoqian was overjoyed, holding the translator, and hurriedly called Jiang Shuang over.

"Sister Shuang! I've got something great for you from the system!"

Jiang Shuang looked at her palm: "An...earphone?"

Lin Xiaoqian smiled mysteriously: "Sister Shuang, this is a multiverse translator!"

Jiang Shuang understood immediately, and was somewhat surprised. She quickly asked, "With this, I can communicate with the people of this world?"

Lin Xiaoqian nodded and handed the earphones to Jiang Shuang.

Jiang Shuang put the earrings on, feeling eager to find someone to try them on.

Even if the shop door is closed tightly, there will always be gaps, and the aroma of the braised meat will waft out through those gaps.

It was around midnight, and a faint aroma of meat wafted through the deserted streets.

A pile of weeds on the street corner suddenly stirred, and then an old beggar, dressed in tattered clothes and with his face covered in black mud, sat up from the pile.

He closed his eyes, stretched his neck, and took a deep breath.

Then she opened her eyes, revealing a pair of clear and bright eyes.

Such clear eyes are rarely seen on the faces of the elderly.

"Whose braised meat smells so good in the middle of the night?" the old beggar muttered to himself.

"The flavor is pretty strong, I have to go check it out."

The old beggar stood up, casually brushed the weeds off his clothes, then bent down and pulled out a shiny black fire poker and a chipped bowl from the pile of grass.

Following the aroma of meat in the air, I found the entrance to Lin Xiaoqian's shop.

"This is it!" The old beggar touched the shop door, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes: "Such a smooth door, neither wood nor iron, what is it made of?"

The moment he touched the glass door, the alarm on Jiang Shuang's body beeped.

There was a security camera installed outside the door. Jiang Shuang walked to the cashier, turned on the computer on the table, and saw an old beggar leaning against the door, feeling around for the door with his hands.

Lin Xiaoqian also heard the noise and quickly came out of the kitchen.

Jiang Shuang pointed to the screen: "It's an old beggar. He must have been attracted by the aroma of your braised meat."

Lin Xiaoqian's eyes lit up when he saw the old beggar: "Sister Shuang, this is a martial arts world. We can't underestimate anyone. You never know, just anyone might be a martial arts master. Think about the novels and movies in our world. What comes to mind when you see a beggar?"

Jiang Shuang pondered for a moment, then said regretfully, "I've been training in the military the whole time, so I haven't read many novels or watched many movies and TV shows."

Lin Xiaoqian exclaimed excitedly, "It's the Beggars' Sect! The Beggars' Sect, Sister Shuang! They're an intelligence organization with people all over the world, and their eyes and ears are everywhere!"

"An intelligence organization?" Jiang Shuang became interested.

Lin Xiaoqian nodded: "That's right! According to the novel, the Beggars' Clan knows everything. We can ask them which sect in this world has the most powerful martial arts manuals!"

Jiang Shuang thought about it and realized, "That's right! The ring only has two cubic meters of space, so the number of guns it can hold is very limited. If I'm going to exchange it, I'll definitely exchange it for some powerful martial arts manuals."

What if the people here take advantage of their ignorance and try to fool them with some junk? Wouldn't that be a huge loss for them?

Even if he were just an ordinary old beggar, Lin Xiaoqian still had to sell pork trotter rice to complete his mission, right?

What if the old beggar didn't have money to pay for the pig's feet meal?

No problem, I'll just bang my bowl on the street to promote the braised pork trotters rice to the shop. As a proper beggar, I can always come up with beggar's rhymes and folk ballads.