Su Wei stir-fried quickly until the oil turned red, then added minced ginger, garlic cloves, and a few dried peppercorns.
The spicy flavor is even more intense, penetrating straight into the nasal cavity and making one involuntarily salivate.
Add water and bring to a boil over high heat.
The once clear water instantly turned into a rich, bright red broth.
Su Wei first threw in the cabbage and bean sprouts to blanch them, then took them out and laid them at the bottom of the large bowl.
Next comes the crucial step.
Turn the heat to low and keep the soup at a gentle simmer without boiling.
Slices of marinated venison were gently slid into the pot.
When the meat slices are placed in water, the starch slurry on the surface quickly gelatinizes, locking in the moisture inside the meat.
After cooking for about forty seconds, the meat slices changed color and curled slightly.
This is just the right amount; any more and it's too old, any less and it's too young.
Su Wei decisively turned off the heat and poured the soup and meat into a large bowl lined with vegetables.
But that's not all.
He sprinkled a layer of coarsely ground dried chili powder on top of the meat slices, along with a handful of minced garlic and chopped green onions.
Wash the pot again, pour in a large spoonful of rapeseed oil, and heat it until it smokes heavily.
Su Wei picked up the hot oil and poured it forcefully over the pile of red and green condiments.
"Sizzle!"
The hot oil makes a loud popping sound the moment it comes into contact with the chili peppers and minced garlic.
A powerful aroma of caramelized sugar mixed with garlic rose into the air.
[You have prepared a superior dish: Boiled Venison Slices.]
[ Cooking Experience +25]
[Effects of Consumption: Slightly increases cold resistance (lasts 4 hours), significantly improves mood, and increases stamina recovery speed by 10%.]
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The system's notification box flashed by.
Su Wei took a deep breath; the spicy and savory aroma made all the pores in his body open up.
He carried the still-bubbling main dish out of the kitchen and placed it on the coffee table in the living room. He also served a large bowl of white rice.
"Awooo!"
The Cotton Candy couldn't sit still any longer after smelling the aroma. Although it was afraid of the bear head, it couldn't resist the fragrance even more.
It's pacing around the coffee table right now, whimpering anxiously.
"You'll get your share."
Su Wei smiled and went to the kitchen to get a small plate.
Foxes cannot eat heavily oiled or spicy food.
He had deliberately reserved a small piece of venison, boiled it in water, and shredded it into small strips.
The meat has cooled to room temperature by now.
Su Wei placed the plate on the carpet.
The Cotton Candy immediately buried its head in the plate, making loud smacking noises as it wolfed it down, its tail practically wagging in the air.
Su Wei sat cross-legged on the carpet, picked up a piece of venison still dripping with red oil, and put it in his mouth.
It has a smooth and tender texture.
After being coated with starch, the venison loses its rough texture and becomes as delicate as fish fillets.
With a gentle snap of the teeth, the juices burst forth in the mouth.
Next comes the numbing and spicy flavors.
The heat of the chili peppers travels down the esophagus and burns all the way into the stomach.
Boiled venison is not as coarse as one might imagine; after being coated with a starch slurry, it actually becomes quite tender.
And when you bite into it completely, the original coarse fibers of the venison are exposed in your mouth.
The first bite is fresh, fragrant, spicy, and numbing.
Upon tasting it again, it's tender, smooth, and chewy.
Finally, take another bite, and it becomes chewy, like eating beef tendon.
Complex flavor and perfect preparation.
It was so delicious that Su Wei couldn't stop eating it!
In the icy wilderness of Alaska, nothing is more comforting than a bite of hot and spicy food.
A bite of meat, a bite of white rice.
Sweat trickled down Su Wei's forehead.
The wind and snow outside grew stronger, pounding against the wooden walls of the cabin with dull thuds.
Half an hour later.
The large bowl, bigger than a washbasin, was empty; even the bean sprouts at the bottom had been scooped out by Su Wei.
He leaned back on the sofa, rubbed his slightly bloated stomach, and let out a long sigh.
My body feels warm and cozy; that's the heat from the food, and also the buffs from the [ Life Module ].
The Cotton Candy was full too.
The little guy curled up into a white, fluffy ball, nestled next to Su Wei's lap, and let out a series of contented purrs.
Su Wei cleaned up the dishes and washed up quickly.
Instead of going to sleep, he turned off the main light in the living room, leaving only a floor lamp on.
He pulled a crumpled map out of the drawer.
That's a topographical map of the area around Pilan Creek.
Using the lamplight, Su Wei drew a circle around the location of his wooden hut with a red pen.
Then, the pen tip moved eastward, encircling a large area that originally belonged to Old Sam.
This piece of land is an irregularly long strip, protecting his core territory in the middle.
To the east, steep mountain walls form a natural barrier; to the south flows the Pilan Creek, providing abundant water; and behind it lies Kodiak's largest mountain, Pillar Mountain!
Once he takes this land, he will completely block the only passage in and out of this valley.
Once the time comes, all he needs to do is set up a checkpoint at the mouth of the valley, and the hundreds of acres of wilderness behind it will effectively become his backyard.
Three million...
Su Wei tapped his fingers lightly on the table.
This amount of money seems like a lot, but when it comes to this kind of infrastructure development, it's just an entry ticket.
Buying land costs money, building houses costs money, purchasing heavy equipment costs money, and hiring people will also cost money later.
It must be open source.
Whether he relies on the system's [ Gathering Module ] to find rare herbs or takes on high-priced commissions through the [ Hunting Module ], he must speed up his pace.
A wave of drowsiness washed over me.
Su Wei folded the map and put it back in the drawer.
He bent down, picked up the sleeping Cotton Candy, turned off the lamp, and walked towards the bedroom on the second floor.
The wooden stairs creaked slightly underfoot.
The wind outside the window seemed to have subsided a bit.
Su Wei lay on the soft bed, the thick down comforter instantly enveloping her body.
Cotton Candy skillfully slipped into bed, found a comfortable spot, and rested her head on Su Wei's calf.
Feeling the warm weight on his legs, Su Wei drifted off to sleep in the warmth.
Chapter 130 The Herbarian's Fanaticism
Sunlight struggled to penetrate the thick clouds of the Alaska winter, casting its rays upon the snow-covered spruce road.
Su Wei's biological clock woke him up precisely at six o'clock.
He doesn't have the habit of sleeping in, but last night's plan concerning a hundred acres of territory had left him in a slightly feverish state of excitement.
After a quick wash, the stinging sensation of cold water hitting his face completely woke him up.
Upon entering the living room, the enormous oilcloth wrapping still occupied the center of the carpet.
Even though all that remains of this King of the Island is its skin and skull, it still exudes a ferocious aura.