The seventh cousin slowly poured out all the oil in the pot, and then fished out the burnt lard residue.
Thinking of his silly apprentice, he deliberately left two plates: "Qiaoqiao, do you want something sweet or salty?"
Qiao Qiao rolled out the dough for a moment, and then asked doubtfully: "Can't I eat them all?"
As soon as she said this, Aunt Lianhua couldn't help but laugh, and the seventh cousin said bitterly: "You have such a little head, you only eat and play with melon seeds, you are really useless."
But as he said that, he obediently sprinkled sugar and salt on the two plates of lard residue.
Song Tan couldn't help but pinch a piece. It was crispy and caramelized in the mouth, with a bit of oily texture. As soon as he chewed it, the salt grains melted, and he felt satisfied from body to heart.
Although the pork was still not top quality, to her, she could already taste the flavor.
The lard residue must be eaten while it's hot. Qiao Qiao had already washed her hands and came over quickly.
While eating, Zhang Yanping, who was sleeping, suddenly came out of the room in a daze, holding on to the door frame:
"It smells so good. What are you eating?"
So not long after, Xin Jun, who had already made up his mind to control himself at night because he had gained several pounds, also walked out.
Although it’s inappropriate to gain weight before getting married, but just having a small taste shouldn’t be too much, right?
The two plates were full of lard residue. Seeing that they were still looking at the ones on the eucalyptus board, the seventh cousin hurriedly chased them away:
"Let's go! Don't delay me from making dumplings."
Then he raised two thick-backed iron knives and started chopping with a bang.
The lard residue was quickly cut into pieces. Zhang Yanping was determined to please the chef and was thinking:
"My sword looks pretty heavy! Seventh cousin, are your arms sore? Ask Tantan to get you a blender later."
The seventh cousin glanced at him: "Machines are only for lazy people. They can't make chewy meat like this. Don't mess with it."
"If you really can't sleep anymore, wash your hands and go make dumplings."
Zhang Yanping:......
Go and wash your hands honestly.
At the same time, he did not forget to flatter me again: "Seventh cousin, with this fragrance, the gods can't sleep even when they come."
The lard residue and cabbage foam squeezed out of the water are mixed with light soy sauce and freshly fried Sichuan peppercorn oil. Even if no salt is added, the aroma of fresh crispy pepper will hit your face.
Qiao Qiao took a small rolling pin and rolled out a piece of dough in three or two strokes. There was already a big piece piled next to it.
It wasn't until everyone sat down that the seventh cousin evenly sprinkled the salt into the basin. While mixing evenly, he didn't forget to tell Qiao Qiao:
"Remember, if the cabbage is not so delicious, you can add some MSG to make it fresher. And salt, but don't add it too early, otherwise the cabbage will be marinated and the dumplings will taste watery.
It doesn’t have that chewiness anymore.”
Qiao Qiao kept moving, um, um, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, obviously she had listened.
Zhang Yanping was already awake. He reached out and took out a dumpling wrapper, carefully added a bunch of stuffing to it, then kneaded it together and placed it on the empty eucalyptus board aside. The dumplings lay flat.
When Aunt Lianhua saw her, she couldn't help but laugh: "I think Yan Ping is tall and big, but I didn't expect that he would not be the master of a family after he became a family."
Zhang Yanping was stunned: "How is that possible?"
He said proudly: "I like to make decisions. Even after I get married, I have to be the head of the family!"
Xin Jun glanced at him and remembered what his mother had said to him. He carefully kneaded a dumpling and placed it carefully next to Zhang Yanping's dumpling.
However, while the dumplings were being placed calmly, Fatdudu's body only struggled for a moment and soon slowly lay flat in a ball.
At this time, everyone laughed: "Oh, what's going on with the young men nowadays? They don't even belong to the family!"
"Look, this dumpling won't stand up. People just have no temper at home."
Song Tan was curious: "Is this statement accurate?"
"It's very accurate!" Aunt Lianhua was convinced: "If you don't believe Tan Tan, just give it a try."
The seventh cousin also nodded: "The old sayings are all well-founded."
Song Tan made a dumpling in three strokes. Even though her skills were not very good and she put a little less stuffing in the dumpling, when she used her thumb to push up the belly of the dumpling slightly and then placed it on the eucalyptus board, the dumpling was firm and firm.
, unmoved by the eight winds.
It is in sharp contrast to the two flat dumplings next to it.
Song Tan: Very good, she has now unilaterally declared that this saying is true. Isn’t Fairy Tan the one who wants to be the master of the family?
Xin Jun was vaguely resigned to his fate, but Zhang Yanping was not convinced: "No! I must have failed to put the filling in the dumpling just now. I'll make another one for you to see."
"...No, the trick is not to put too much stuffing in it? Look at the Gangtantan one, just put it as big as possible!"
"...Why doesn't it work? Do you have any tips for bending it with the belly of your thumb?"
After struggling all night, there was a jagged piece of dumpling lying flat on the eucalyptus board. The seventh cousin finally couldn't bear to look at it: "Okay, okay, just accept your fate, Dad'er!"
Zhang Yanping was frustrated and anxious.
But soon, he became confident again: "This is all false, just a country saying. I will find a girl with a good temper, the kind who dare not speak loudly, and I will see how she can be my home."
, be my master!”
"No, you can go sleep again, single." Song Tan put the dumplings on the table and looked at him coldly.
"Woof woof woof!"
When the three treasures on the ground heard the word "dog", they also waggled their tails and barked excitedly.
Zhang Yanping: ...I think they are mocking me, but I have no evidence.
We are both singles, so why be in a hurry to get along? What’s more, Tantan doesn’t have a partner either!
But naturally he didn't dare to say this, so he could only change the subject abruptly:
"By the way, Tantan, those fishermen can't catch anything every day, would you consider giving them some bait or something?"
"If you can't catch them but you still work tirelessly, don't you think about why?"
Zhang Yanping fell silent.
Why? For this meal! Now he and his seventh cousin share a lot of food expenses every day.
"But I can't catch any fish, and I'm worried that the remaining newcomers won't be willing to come."
This is true. Those who have been here know that the food here is good. But those who have never been here always have to hesitate.
Song Tan thought for a while, then simply put down the dumplings and walked outside. After a while, he came back and told Zhang Yanping:
"Under some bricks by the flower bed outside our gate, you can dig up a few smaller red earthworms the day after tomorrow and bring them over. Don't give too much, just one small one per person."
She just gave some spiritual energy to the earthworms below. If you use it for fishing, it will give them a good harvest.
If you want to cut leeks, you must take good care of them!
