Lao Wang Braised Pork
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Difficulty
Normal
Time
1h
Serving
5
Pharaoh has thirty seven this year.
A man ran from Shanghai to Shenzhen to work hard. He was unmarried and had no fixed girlfriend. Whether there was any illegitimate child left by the folks could not be verified. The only thing that can be determined is that there is no one living next to his house :-)
In a certain year, certain month, certain day.
Lao Wang missed the bowl of braised pork with thick oil and red sauce, sweet and soft, which was more than 1,400 kilometers away. Put it in his mouth and gently sip it. The shreds of meat spread out in bunches, and the fat turned into one. Tan oily water envelops every taste bud, and the two lips are glued together by rich glue.
Lao Wang decided to eat red today! burn! meat!
Lao Wang happily ran to the supermarket to buy a piece of pork belly, and went home to relieve his greed. Lao Wang watched the meat shake his crystal-clear body with the sauce in the pot. The soup was thick and delicate, the color was like amber, and the square pieces of meat became plump and very cute.
Lao Wang suddenly became addicted to smoking. He regretted why he had to leave his hometown to come to this place with a mouthful of "Gangdong Flower", and he regretted the heart that he didn't want to settle down, otherwise he might be able to eat the braised pork she made now when he comes home. If she can't do it, Lao Wang is willing to teach.
4 o'clock in the morning. The sauce left in the bowl has long been solidified.
That was what Pharaoh kept for the bibimbap tomorrow morning. The cigarette butts accumulated in the ashtray all night... The TV is rebroadcasting Run, brother, everyone is teasing the baby’s newlyweds; outside the TV, there are waves of Pharaoh’s snore.
I wish all the princes in the world,
You can find the braised pork in your own bowl.
A man ran from Shanghai to Shenzhen to work hard. He was unmarried and had no fixed girlfriend. Whether there was any illegitimate child left by the folks could not be verified. The only thing that can be determined is that there is no one living next to his house :-)
In a certain year, certain month, certain day.
Lao Wang missed the bowl of braised pork with thick oil and red sauce, sweet and soft, which was more than 1,400 kilometers away. Put it in his mouth and gently sip it. The shreds of meat spread out in bunches, and the fat turned into one. Tan oily water envelops every taste bud, and the two lips are glued together by rich glue.
Lao Wang decided to eat red today! burn! meat!
Lao Wang happily ran to the supermarket to buy a piece of pork belly, and went home to relieve his greed. Lao Wang watched the meat shake his crystal-clear body with the sauce in the pot. The soup was thick and delicate, the color was like amber, and the square pieces of meat became plump and very cute.
Lao Wang suddenly became addicted to smoking. He regretted why he had to leave his hometown to come to this place with a mouthful of "Gangdong Flower", and he regretted the heart that he didn't want to settle down, otherwise he might be able to eat the braised pork she made now when he comes home. If she can't do it, Lao Wang is willing to teach.
4 o'clock in the morning. The sauce left in the bowl has long been solidified.
That was what Pharaoh kept for the bibimbap tomorrow morning. The cigarette butts accumulated in the ashtray all night... The TV is rebroadcasting Run, brother, everyone is teasing the baby’s newlyweds; outside the TV, there are waves of Pharaoh’s snore.
I wish all the princes in the world,
You can find the braised pork in your own bowl.
