Chapter 192: Tell me, is this any way to behave?

Ginger and cooking wine. Zhong Di prepared all sorts of seasonings completely. Since wild boar meat does not have the gamey odor of domestic pigs, there was actually no need to prepare this many marinades.

However, this time, he intended to make something with a heavy flavor. As for just how heavy the flavor would be, only tasting it would reveal.

Chopped scallions, millet peppers—ah no, a whole handful of millet peppers. How could marinating lack seasonings?

Besides those, there was also a generous amount of chili powder and other things.

"Zhong Di, have you lost your mind?! Eating such heavy spice today?" Shao Hong watched Zhong Di's actions, the corners of his mouth twitching violently.

This damn thing was completely different from usual! Normally, those were just standard operations, the absolute basics. Today's preparation completely broke away from the normal scope, and Shao Hong was even starting to doubt whether he would be able to stomach it once it was cooked.

His somewhat fragile stomach might not be able to handle this.

"It's fine. With such rare ingredients, we've got to taste it in a different way!"

Today, Zhong Di was just in the mood for novelty, trying out a different style of cooking. Especially by wrapping it in aluminum foil and roasting it over the fire, which could infuse all kinds of flavors deep into the meat.

The final result could already be imagined.

Before long, the entire slab of ribs was prepped. All that remained was to marinate it for a little while, and taking advantage of that time, he could prepare a few other things.

Aside from marinating the ribs, he also needed to get the charcoal fire burning in advance and prepare the clay used for wrapping the outside.

Once all of these preparations were complete, the ribs had finished marinating. Just by looking at their color, they were thoroughly unappetizing.

After all, it was raw meat; no one would find raw meat appetizing. Having long passed the era of eating raw meat and drinking blood, they would certainly feel not an ounce of interest in such raw cuts.

Of course, if it were something like sashimi, it would still be acceptable, but as for these ribs, forget it.

Wrapped in aluminum foil, then plastered over bit by bit with mud, and finally placed onto the charcoal fire to bake—this process would take quite a while.

There was no help for it; this was beggar's pork, which naturally required a long time.

While it baked, the two of them fetched some oysters and beer. Charcoal-grilled oysters and roasted ribs—the two ideas did not conflict at all!

Mmm, extremely delicious.

At this moment, Yousheng came running back from outside the farm, holding a wild rabbit in its mouth. It looked at its own dad, froze in place, and the rabbit slipped from its mouth to the ground.

Good grief! Your son is out there hunting with great difficulty, yet here you are wining and dining—this is truly heartbreaking for a dog.

Woof woof!

Yousheng barked a few times and immediately ran away, feeling far too heartbroken.

"What's wrong? Why did Yousheng run out again?" Shao Hong took a sip of beer and curiously glanced toward the doorway outside.

Since it had caught a rabbit back, shouldn't it act like it was coming to claim credit, then beg for food or ask Zhong Di to roast the rabbit for it? Wasn't that how it usually went?

"I told it to catch three rabbits. This is only the first one, so it must have gone back out to hunt," Zhong Di replied without even lifting his head, continuing to focus on grilling the oysters in front of him.

Not far away, Yousheng, which had not yet gone very far, glanced back at the front gate once more.

*Sigh, Dad still hasn't come out to look for me. It seems he really doesn't love me anymore.*

*Never mind, I'll go catch a rabbit first. Dad will surely remember me eventually.*

Zhong Di was completely unaware of Yousheng's little thoughts and simply ate and drank unconcernedly.

"Zhong Di, is it about ready? Look at this clay—it's baked completely dry." Shao Hong tapped it with a wooden stick, and sure enough.

The dull, hollow thuds demonstrated the state of the ribs inside.

"It is indeed just about ready."

Discussing it together, the two of them took the ribs off the fire.

They smashed open the clay, cleaned off the dirt from the outside, wiped it down slightly, and then peeled open the aluminum foil.

Whoa! Such an intense spicy aroma, so pungent it stung the nose!

"Zhong Di, I think you should just eat these ribs all by yourself today. They're way too spicy." Shao Hong frowned as he caught the pungent scent of spice.

This was no joke; such a piercingly spicy scent was something he simply couldn't handle!

"Don't rush, let's see." Zhong Di continued to clean it, opened it up completely, discarded the various garnish herbs, and transferred the entire slab of ribs onto a large plate.

Hmm?

Zhong Di sniffed with his nose. As some of the intense spiciness dissipated, a faint, rich fragrance unexpectedly began to emanate.

At this, Zhong Di's anticipation grew a bit more. Without waiting, he immediately reached out with his hands, tore off a piece, and shoved it into his mouth.

Whoa! It really is damn spicy.

The instant the ribs entered his mouth, Zhong Di felt as though he had caught fire, his entire oral cavity overflowing with burning heat.

Feeling as though he could breathe fire, Zhong Di chewed a few times, the spiciness making him want to jump up and down.

As he chewed, the meat in his mouth began to change.

Aside from the initial intense heat, there was also a rich, savory depth; his teeth and mouth were filled with fragrance. This wild boar meat had a truly authentic flavor.

"Shao... Shao Hong, hurry up and try some. It's genuinely delicious." While frantically eating, Zhong Di urged Shao Hong, then picked up a bottle of iced beer and chugged it straight into his mouth.

My goodness! Hot and icy—experiencing two completely opposite extremes was no exaggeration. Without any overstatement, Zhong Di experienced both extremes, and it felt so exhilarating he felt like he was about to fly.

"Look at you, you've been spiced to this extent. I'm not eating any; I'll just have some oysters and roast a couple of big hairy crabs later." Shao Hong shook his head continuously as he watched Zhong Di's facial expressions.

Afterward, Shao Hong took a sip of beer and looked at Zhong Di's expression once more. "Is it really that good?"

"It has to be good." Zhong Di didn't stop for even a single second, continuously eating.

When you first bite into this thing, you feel a bit of heat, but then as you keep chewing, you think, *Hey, this is pretty good.* Keep eating, and *Holy crap, it gives you a rush; eating too much really gives you a head rush.*

Shao Hong swallowed hard, looked at the fiery red ribs on the plate, and desperately wanted to eat some, but he still had to exercise restraint!

"No way, no way. You eat it. Your mouth is having a blast right now, but your backside is gonna have a blast later," Shao Hong muttered, reminding himself inwardly that such a self-torturing endeavor was something he must never engage in.

"What are you afraid of? Come on." Zhong Di brandished the piece of rib in his hand, tore off a chunk of meat with a bit of pork fat, and shoved it straight into his mouth.

The outer skin was slightly crispy, and biting further inward revealed the unique texture of pork—lean without being dry. That made it absolute perfection.

Shao Hong still shook his head. Such a terrifying creation was best touched as little as possible!

At that moment, Yousheng ran back once again.

*Great, now you've switched to something even more delicious! Do you even love your son or not? I am really going to get mad.*

The rabbit at the corner of Yousheng's mouth slipped to the ground.

Woof woof!

The bark sounded rather sorrowful. *Sigh, I'd better go catch another rabbit.*

*Even if Dad doesn't love me, I must still love Dad.*

"Sigh, Zhong Di, look at Yousheng. It ran out again. That's the second rabbit."

"Yeah, three won't be far off now." Zhong Di apparently had adapted somewhat to the spice level, and his speech was much clearer.

Since they were eating ribs today, this rabbit would just have to be dressed and kept aside to eat tomorrow night. Selling it was out of the question—that was definitely not happening.

"Yousheng is acting a bit strange. Normally, seeing us eat, shouldn't it run over to beg for some food?" Shao Hong whispered.

"Never mind it. It's such a big dog, yet I still have to worry about it. You have no idea—the other day it brought a little female dog over and wanted me to roast rabbits for it. Even the little female dog it brought along, I had to wait on hand and foot."

"Tell me, is that any way to behave?"