Chapter 47
Spring Plowing Feast, Double the Joy!

Su Ze's words fell.

The field fell silent.

Seeing Liu Pang Pang and the others staring blankly, Su Ze asked,

“What's wrong? Don't you like it?”

Su Ze's question seemed to wake the staring few.

“No, no, no!”

“Su Ge, we love it!”

“Red-braised pork!”

“Steamed pork with rice flour!”

“Waaaaahhhh—!”

“Double the happiness!”

“Su Ge, you are my god!”

“I’m head over heels for you!”

Liu Pang Pang had been thinking.

Su Ze agreeing to one of their requests would have been pretty good.

But he didn’t expect their beloved Su Ge to satisfy them all at once.

Red-braised pork!

Steamed pork with rice flour together!

This was too awesome!

For a moment.

Liu Pang Pang and the others wished they had a fast-forward button.

Just one press, and time would fly forward.

They would be at night in a flash.

And in front of them, those two dishes might already be laid out.

Just thinking about it, Liu Pang Pang’s saliva was rapidly forming in his mouth.

“You guys aren't planting seedlings, what're you chattering about over there?”

Hearing the commotion over here.

Wen Ji Chun and Dai Xiang Song came over.

“Su Ze, you're here too.”

Su Ze nodded, “Professor Wen.”

“I was just chatting with Liu Pang Pang and the others.”

“Come over for dinner tonight.”

“I'm going to cook something delicious.”

Wen Ji Chun and Dai Xiang Song’s eyes lit up at this.

“Delicious?”

“Then we won’t be polite.”

“We'll definitely come over tonight.”

Su Ze nodded, “Welcome.”

“Professor Wen, Professor Dai, I’ll go to work now.”

“Go, go.”

Waving goodbye.

Wen Ji Chun watched Su Ze drive the seeder away, then turned to Liu Pang Pang and the others.

“Did Su Ze tell you what we're having for dinner?”

Wen Ji Chun's words had just fallen.

The group immediately answered.

“Red-braised pork!”

“Steamed pork with rice flour!”

Hearing this, Wen Ji Chun and Dai Xiang Song looked at each other, and a hint of

craving

appeared in their eyes.

Good heavens.

Even the professors were craving.

Liu Pang Pang and the others chuckled.

But it was normal.

With Su Ge’s cooking skills.

Anyone who tasted it would crave it.

Look at the wild boar king, he didn’t even go to the Ten Thousand Mountains.

He just wanted Su Ge’s pig feed?

......

Ordering Liu Pang Pang and the others to work honestly.

Wen Ji Chun pulled Dai Xiang Song to the side.

“Old Dai!”

“The dinner sounds a bit too greasy.”

“Should we bring some greens when we go?”

Hearing Wen Ji Chun’s words, Dai Xiang Song was stunned.

“Greens?”

“Old Wen, aren’t you a meat lover?”

“You're complaining that it’s too fatty?”

Wen Ji Chun shook his head upon hearing this, “You don’t understand.”

“You’ve only ever tasted Su Ze’s banquet, it was basically all meat that day.”

“Su Ze’s vegetables are different, crisp, sweet, and refreshing, very good for cutting through the grease.”

Hearing Wen Ji Chun say this.

Dai Xiang Song’s mind started to turn.

“If that’s the case...”

“Then we should bring some?”

Wen Ji Chun nodded, “Bring!”

“But the problem is... what kind of greens?” Dai Xiang Song raised his head, pondering.

Wen Ji Chun patted his shoulder and said:

“What else could it be.”

“Shanghai greens!”

Hearing this, Dai Xiang Song was stunned, then suddenly understood something.

“Good heavens!”

“Wen Ji Chun, you've been waiting for this!”

......

“Achoo——”

In another corner of the field.

Min Zheng He, also an agricultural college professor, sneezed without warning.

He rubbed his nose.

Min Zheng He looked at the field beneath him.

They had worked all morning, and only managed to sow half an acre of land.

He was getting old.

He wasn't as good as he used to be.

Min Zheng He put down his hoe and was about to sit down to rest.

Suddenly, he saw two figures sneaking around in a corner of the field.

Min Zheng He took a closer look.

It couldn’t be anyone else but Wen Ji Chun and Dai Xiang Song.

“Old Wen?”

“Old Dai?”

“What are these two guys up to, sneaking around like that?”

Min Zheng He was going to follow them to see what the two guys were up to.

Suddenly, Liu Pang Pang came over.

“Professor Min, come over here and take a look.”

Hearing Liu Pang Pang's question, Min Zheng He could only follow Liu Pang Pang.

After all, Liu Pang Pang was now busy with the seedlings.

This batch of seedlings was very special, any problems had to be dealt with carefully.

As for Wen Ji Chun and Dai Xiang Song.

Min Zheng He thought.

No matter what those two guys were up to.

They wouldn’t steal his Shanghai greens, would they?

......

Night fell.

The bustling field was now unusually quiet.

After a day of work.

The originally vast but desolate field.

Now had many seedlings standing tall.

In a corner of the field.

In Su Ze’s yard.

The lights were bright.

It was lively.

He had promised to cook a good meal for the students.

Su Ze started cooking after finishing his farm work.

The red-braised pork was fried first, then braised in an iron pot.

After braising in an iron pot for a while, it was transferred to a casserole.

It was braised until the meat was crystal clear and chewy, then it was ready to be taken out.

If you say the main method of red-braised pork is braising.

The more it braises, the softer and more flavorful it becomes.

Then steamed pork with rice flour, it's all about steaming.

The marinated pork was coated with rice flour and then placed in the steamer.

If possible, you could put some taro under the pork to steam together.

Or you could use lotus leaves as a base.

The pork steamed in this way, would have a fragrant aroma.

The bamboo steamer was layered with layer upon layer of three-fat-seven-lean pork belly.

This meat was bought from several butchers by Su Ze, it was hard to come by.

It was said to be from a black pig farm.

The fat and lean meat alternated in five layers.

Just the meat piled up in the steamer was very appetizing.

Once the water was boiling and the steam rose after steaming.

The taste was even more amazing.

The biggest difference between steamed and braised meat is the feeling in your mouth.

Braised meat is soft.

Steamed meat is chewy.

Because steaming locks in the moisture of the meat, making it chewy.

But, only the fatty meat can be chewy.

Lean meat can’t be chewy.

If it’s chewy, the lean meat will become dry.

So, the heat is very important.

The time it goes into the pot is also very important.

Besides these.

Water is also important.

When Su Ze learned to cook, he tried many kinds of water to steam meat.

Among them, the taste of mountain spring water was the best.

The taste of tap water was the worst.

And this time, Su Ze used diluted spirit water to steam the meat!

“Wow——”

“So fragrant!”

“I can’t hold it anymore, I’m about to drown in my own saliva!”

“Su Ge, Fatty’s about to drown in his own saliva, only you can save him.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

“Su Ze is cooking.”

“Su Ze, how's it going?”

Wen Ji Chun swallowed, asking at the kitchen door.

Su Ze: “Professor Wen, it’ll be ready soon.”

“Last dish is the greens.”

“The Shanghai greens you brought this time are really good quality.”

Wen Ji Chun nodded, chuckling lightly, “Of course!”

Wen Ji Chun had one more thing he didn’t say.

After all, these Shanghai greens were the research result of Min Zheng He, their school’s professor...

As for the consequences of being discovered?

Wen Ji Chun knew it all too well.

Min Zheng He had already cultivated five or six batches of Shanghai greens.

He could’ve fried them a long time ago.

But he just guarded them every day, rather letting them rot in the field than letting Wen Ji Chun get near them.

This time...

Wen Ji Chun had made up his mind.

No matter what, he would take some Shanghai greens back home with him tonight.

No matter how stubborn Min Zheng He was.

After tasting this dish of Shanghai greens by Su Ze, he would become more open-minded.