While there was oil in the pot, Song Qiu poured the sliced sausage in and fried it, then took it out with a strainer and drained the oil.
The oil in the pot is also stored in a clay pot, and the oil pot is not washed, so don't waste it.
Add a little oil, stir-fry the sliced chili tube a little, then add sliced ginger, green onion, star anise, cinnamon and stir-fry until fragrant. Then pour the fried sausage in, add an appropriate amount of soy sauce, and stir-fry until it gets coloured.
Then add an appropriate amount of water and simmer for a while until the sausage is soft and cooked, the pepper tube changes color and the skin is soft, and the braised pork sausage is ready.
At this time, the sun had completely set. Wu Wujin, who was rushing back, was also passing by the gentle slope when he was called over by Zhou Shitou who was guarding him.
As soon as Wu Jin entered the courtyard and heard that the Song family was inviting her to dinner, she said to Old Yuan: "Auntie, you are not an outsider, why are you so polite!"
Old Yuan smiled and asked him to sit down and drink the cold shrimp to quench his thirst.
Wu Jin was the last one to taste it. As soon as he drank it, the sweet and smooth taste spread in his mouth and slid into his throat. He was immediately overjoyed, "Is this another food that Aqiu made? It's so delicious!"
Having seen Zongzi, everyone here now knows that Song Qiu is very good at making food.
There was a lot of chatter and laughter next door, and Song Qiu knew that everyone had arrived, so he couldn't delay.
He quickly processed the large piece of meat he bought, picked off the large piece of lean meat on top, added salt to it, put it in a bowl and hung it in a water tank to prevent it from smelling bad tomorrow.
Cut the remaining fat and skinny pieces into slices, put them in a basin, add minced garlic, ginger, salt and soy sauce, mix well, then add the rice noodles and pepper noodles that Zhang Lihua just pounded, mix well.
, until each piece of meat is coated with rice flour.
Then put it in the steamer you bought, put water in the pot to steam, put it in the steamer, and cover it with a bamboo slat.
Heat the fire until the water boils and boils, and steam rises out of the bamboo rafters. Then turn down the heat to low and steam for two-quarters of an hour.
Song Qiu cut the meat thinly, and steamed the meat in a large pot with enough steam. Therefore, he felt that it was almost done, so he lifted the bamboo cover and poked it with chopsticks. When he saw that the meat was soft and rotten, he quickly lifted up the steamer.
Take it out, put it aside, and cover it with a wooden basin as usual.
There are only a few dishes left, so hurry up and Song Qiu moves quickly.
Put oil in the pot, stir-fry the diced chicken until it changes color and becomes crispy, add ginger slices, garlic slices, peppercorns, star anise and cinnamon, stir-fry, pour a bowl of chili tubes over high heat, stir-fry quickly, then season, add a little salt, and stir-fry
Spoon soy sauce.
Then stir-fry until the chili tube becomes soft, then quickly remove from the pot and place on a plate.
Wash the pot and add oil, add chicken giblets and stir-fry, add ginger slices, garlic slices, a little Sichuan peppercorns, chili pepper cubes, pour a little soy sauce, and finally add the pumpkin shreds that have been marinated in salt and become soft, stir-fry quickly, and then stir-fry
Plate the pot.
Wash the pan and add oil, add star anise, cinnamon, fennel, peppercorns and stir-fry until fragrant. Add ginger slices, garlic slices and chili pepper cubes and stir-fry. Finally, pour in fried crab pieces and shrimps, stir-fry quickly over high heat and evenly pour in a little soy sauce and salt.
Stir-fry a few times and take it out of the pot.
Wash the pot, pour water, add shredded ginger, and half-boil the water. Song Qiu brings the coagulated chicken blood, cuts it horizontally and vertically with a kitchen knife, turns the bowl over and pours the chicken blood clots into the water.
Cook until the skin of chicken blood turns red, add sliced loofah slices, and season with appropriate amount of salt.
After the water boiled, I guessed that the chicken blood was also cooked. If it was boiled again, it would be a hornet's nest, which was too old to taste, so I immediately used a large bowl to free it.
The cooking in the stove is so fragrant that people outside can't help but drool when they smell it.
As the sun sets, the fragrance from the Song family yard spreads throughout the village.
Everyone knows that the Song family is entertaining guests tonight, and the guests are the Zhang family and the Zhou family.
In the first few days, the Song family made rice dumplings and sold them, and they all heard about it later. These two families helped, and it was right for them to treat them to a meal.
The villagers smelled the aroma and couldn't help but comment on how the Song family's food became so delicious, but they didn't have any other ideas.
The village atmosphere has always been upright, and there is no reason to be jealous of anyone who is invited to dinner.
"It's time to eat!"
Song Qiu wiped his hands on his apron and shouted, and two tables were placed in the empty space under the eaves outside.
One large table was moved from the Zhang family, and the other was the Song family's own small table.
More than a dozen people are divided into two tables, so it won't be crowded. The adults sit at one table and the children sit at another table, which is just right.
Naturally, the dishes on the adults' table were served in large bowls. Song Qiu and Zhang Lihua served the dishes quickly, and Zhou Lanhua and Zhang Zaohua also came to help.
A big iron pot of fragrant rice.
A bowl of bright chestnut chicken soup still exudes a touch of heat and is fragrant.
A dish of chili chicken is shiny and spicy.
A plate of crispy fish, golden and crispy, looks great.
A plate of spicy crabs and shrimps is full of flavor.
The steamed pork is rich in flavor, fat but not greasy, and the meat is crispy and tender.
A bowl of braised large intestine is bright yellow in color, soft and delicious.
A plate of stir-fried chicken with pumpkin and chili shreds, and a bowl of loofah and chicken blood soup, each has its own flavor.
There are eight dishes on the table, and there is also a jar of wine on the adult's table, which is quite rich.
As soon as the food was served, everyone started to praise it before even eating it.
Song Qiu smiled and sat together with Zhang Lihua. At their small table, there were Zhou Shitou, Zhang Zaohua and Zhou Lanhua. As for Shi Dan'er, she was still young and couldn't sit at the table, so Miao held it and fed her.
Some food.
Following the words of Mr. Zhang and Mr. Yuan, everyone waved their chopsticks to pick up their favorite dishes.
Then there was a steady stream of compliments.
"Is this a small fish caught in the river? Deep fried? It tastes better than boiled! It's crispy and delicious!"
"I also said that the small fish and shrimps in the river are just for fun, but they can also produce such a delicious taste. This crab has no meat, only the taste. It is so delicious! The crab legs are very crispy.
My teeth are good and I can chew them after mixing them."
"It's weird, how can Ah Qiu eat these shrimps without getting stuck in his throat?"
"Yes, it's delicious, but it just costs a lot of fuel! I heard it's even coated in flour? It costs money. Even if we want to eat it, we can't bear to eat it anyway."
"And this is meat? How can it be eaten steamed? What is it wrapped in? It tastes so good when mixed with it! Soft, glutinous, and chewy!"
"And this chicken soup is really delicious. It's much more fragrant than the one I stewed during the Chinese New Year!"
"I don't know who Aqiu followed in this craft. It's really hard to say! In the future, my orchid will also come to learn your craftsmanship. Aqiu, do you think it's feasible?"
"This dish is common to us. It's Aqiu's way of making it, but it's different. When I ate it, it seemed to taste better than the Cheng family's running water mat?"
"What this means is, then Aqiu can open a restaurant, right?"
"..."
It was a joke, but no one took it seriously.
But Song Qiu secretly nodded, opening a restaurant, a daughter inherited her father's business, and it was not impossible to continue doing things that she had not done in her previous life, she was just thinking about it.
But now, it's not done yet.
As a Sichuan cook, I don’t have the most basic thing yet.
At dusk, the courtyard of the Song family was full of people talking, laughing, and with the back of Songshan Mountain, it looked like an extremely beautiful picture scroll.
This is a treat for both the host and the guest.
The men drank to their heart's content, the women couldn't stop praising the food, and the children at Song Qiu's table also had their mouths watering.
At the end of the meal, not a single scrap of vegetables was left, the bowls and plates were all empty, and the rice cookers in the iron pots had all been scraped clean.
Everyone dispersed happily, but Zhang Lihua stayed to help clear the table and wash the dishes until everything was cleaned up before going home.