The soup with sheep head, sheep hooves, mutton chops and sheep scorpions has become milky white.
The firewood in the stove pit was glowing red, making the mutton soup in the big pot bubble.
Jin Xiaomei opened the lid of the pot, and Wang Meilan personally carried the basin forward and sprinkled the deboned meat in the basin into the pot.
Zhao Ling held a handful of firewood with both hands and stuffed it into the stove pit. The pine branches were all as thick as a thumb, and they ignited and crackled when exposed to fire.
Jin Xiaomei put the lid on the pot, and when she opened it again in less than a minute, the milky white soup in the big pot was already boiling.
When the boiling water bubbles, the bones and meat will float; when the boiling water bubbles explode, the bones and meat will sink again.
Wang Meilan took the basin of haggis, poured it into the pot, and suppressed the boiling soup.
But soon the soup began to boil again, and now only the sheep's blood was left. Wang Meilan took a step inside, glanced at the big clock hanging on the wall, and muttered: "Why haven't you come back yet?"
Jin Xiaomei knew that Wang Meilan was waiting for coriander, so she hurriedly said: "Come on, let's put the soup into the basin, they have also entered the house."
At this time, Xu Chunyan and Yang Yufeng walked to the door. Xu Chunyan asked Wang Meilan: "Second aunt, is there a need for cooking outside?"
"How many minutes will it take to pinch?" Wang Meilan asked, and Yang Yufeng replied in the form of a rhetorical question: "Didn't you say I would pinch for twenty minutes?"
"Well, let's get up!" Wang Meilan waved her hand outside and said: "We have a lot of stuffing (gāo) with meat, and there is a lot (zhuàng) in the pot, so it will take twenty minutes!"
"Sister-in-law!" Zhao Jun saw Yang Yufeng and Xu Chunyan were about to go out, and said quickly: "You two don't need to lift the curtain, I will go with Jie Chen!"
At this point, Zhao Jun also called to Zhang Yuanmin: "Brother, please open the door for us in a moment!"
Make mutton soup inside the house and steam shaomai outside.
There is a fire burning in the stove pit and the big pot is steaming. But after the pot is boiled, if you pick up the siomai one by one into the basin, it will probably get cold before you finish picking it up.
Therefore, I had to hold the curtain and go to the house.
The size of the big pot outside is almost the same as the size of the curtain inside the pot.
This curtain was surrounded by Zhang Yuanmin's No. 8 wire. Although there were rings on both sides for carrying it, the large curtain was quite heavy if it was held by one person and filled with Shaomai.
Therefore, Zhao Jun did not let his two sisters-in-law carry him.
When several people came out of the house, Yang Yufeng was carrying a basin of cold water. Xu Chunyan went to the pot first, quickly pulled off the rag surrounding the pot lid, and threw it into the basin.
Then, the moment Xu Chunyan opened the lid of the pot, a cloud of steam suddenly dispersed.
At this time, Zhang Yuanmin was holding a flashlight not far away, but the moment the steam dispersed, Zhao Jun and others were all blocked from sight and could no longer see what was in the pot.
Xu Chunyan held the lid of the pot and opened it on the left and right. The steam dissipated in all directions, and all she could see were the cooked rice sitting on the corn leaves on the lid.
These corn leaves are specially collected when corn is harvested. Only the few young leaves attached to the corn sticks are dried and put into a pile of ten or ten piles. They can be used as disposable when steaming dry food.
For drawer cloth.
"I'll do it!" Jie Chen put on his gloves, pulled the rings at both ends of the curtain, used his arms to lift the curtain containing Shaomai, turned around and ran quickly into the house.
When Jie Chen arrived at the door, Zhang Yuanmin opened the door and allowed Jie Chen to enter.
The next pot started in the same way, and Zhao Jun also entered the house carrying the second curtain of roasted wheat.
After closing the door, Zhang Yuanmin went over to put out the fire in the stove, while Yang Yufeng and Xu Chunyan had to scoop out the water in the pot.
In this way, when there is no water in the big pot, the residual heat of the stove fire can be used to evaporate the remaining water in the pot to prevent the big iron pot from rusting.
While the three of them were busy working, Zhao Youcai and four others came back.
Today, Zhao Youcai didn't even have time to take care of the dog. He carried the lunch box into the house, handed it to Wang Meilan, and said with a smile: "Don't you want coriander? I'll bring it back to you."
Wang Meilan glanced at Zhao Youcai. With so many people at home, she couldn't argue with him. But when she opened the lunch box, Wang Meilan was stunned.
"Haha." Zhao Youcai pointed with a smile and said, "I asked them to clean it up directly. After washing it, you can just chop it up."
"Xiaomei!" Wang Meilan casually handed the lunch box to Jin Xiaomei, and she took out the fish basket to scoop out the mutton soup.
He reached into the pot with a pair of sieves and fished out the dry ones first. A large spoonful dropped into the basin, and there were bones, mutton, offal, and sheep blood.
When the dry goods were almost harvested, Wang Meilan took the water ladle from Zhao Ling and asked it to ladle soup.
At this time, the milky white soup was poured into the basin and fell on the mutton products. The sound of dua, dua was heard, and the unique aroma of mutton filled every corner of Zhao Jun's house.
There were four large pots of mutton soup, two pots facing the east room and two pots facing the west room. Yang Yufeng took over the work from Wang Meilan, cleaned the big pot in the room, heated up the oil, and fried the mutton head meat with dried green peppers.
The mutton head meat is full of gelatin. When the soup is cooked, there is no need to thicken it, and the soup will be thick.
In the west room, Li Baoyu and Jie Chen each took a wine bucket and poured wine into the wine glasses in front of them.
Zhao Jun started to serve the mutton soup for everyone. He also served the dry soup first. Looking at the mutton, haggis, and sheep blood filling almost a bowl, he felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart.
Add another spoonful of soup and slowly pour it into the bowl. Watch as the milky white soup fills the gaps between the mutton, haggis and mutton blood and gradually fills them up.
Zhao Jun picked up the bowl and brought it to Zhao Youcai, and then put it in Li Dayong's bowl.
Before serving the mutton soup, chopped green onion is placed at the bottom of each bowl, but the coriander is added later. The salt, noodles and chili are also adjusted by individuals according to their own taste.
The green onions are grown at home. They are pulled out in October and dried in the sun to dry the leaves and the outer skin, but not to affect the white color and core of the green onions inside.
In this way, you can store the onions so that you can eat them next year.
The green onions are cut from the white part of the green onion and the heart of the green onion. The white part of the green onion is white, while the heart of the green onion is yellow-white. It is pungent with a hint of sweetness, which can neutralize some of the mutton in the mutton, making the mutton soup more delicious.
Mutton soup and wine glasses were placed in front of the full table. Everyone passed around plates containing salty noodles, chopped chili peppers, coriander segments, and bottles of vinegar.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhao Jun used a small spoon to sprinkle a little salt and pepper into the mutton soup, then used chopsticks to stir a handful of coriander segments, stirred them with the chopsticks, and held the bowl with his left hand.
When he reached his mouth, he took the chopsticks with his right hand and put the food into his mouth.
Mutton, haggis, and sheep blood almost filled his entire mouth. Zhao Jun puffed out his cheeks and chewed, feeling satisfied filling his whole heart.
Haggis, liver, intestines, tripe, lungs, these plus mutton, sheep blood, seven kinds of sheep products, each one has a different taste. When chewing, the taste is clearly layered.
Everyone slurped down the mutton soup. After filling their stomachs, Zhao Youcai toasted everyone to drink, while Zhao Jun and Li Ruhai picked up the Shaomai.
Although it is stuffed like dumplings, siomai is a new food for people in forest areas.
The specially made siu mai skin has a very special texture. The stuffing inside is made of mutton and carrots. It is full of meat. It is dipped in old vinegar. After eating the siu mai, taking a bite of garlic, and then taking a sip of the mutton soup, Zhao Jun couldn't help but
She sighed: "My mother killed the right sheep."
Zhao Youcai glanced sideways at Zhao Jun. He wanted to complain, but today these people came to his house for dinner. If Zhao Youcai complained about Wang Meilan's killing of the sheep, he would be suspected of being stingy.
So Zhao Youcai didn't say anything, thinking that he would have a chance to scold Wang Meilan tomorrow morning. How much money would he have to eat after living like this?
…
At this time in the west room, Mrs. Xie Sun was in a happy mood and had a great appetite. She was holding a bowl and slurping in her mouth.
Seeing Mrs. Jie Sun put down the empty bowl, Wang Meilan picked up the spoon, dipped it into the basin, picked up a spoon full of dry food, and said to Mrs. Jie Sun, "Come on, eldest sister!"
"Hey!" Mrs. Jie Sun held the bottom of the bowl with one hand and the edge of the bowl with the other. After accepting Wang Meilan's kindness, she smiled and said to Wang Meilan: "Sister, your mutton soup is really delicious!"
"Haha..." Wang Meilan is not afraid of these people eating too much. On the contrary, for her, the more these relatives and friends eat and the more delicious the food, the happier she will be.
"Here!" At this time, the old lady handed the plate with the coriander segments to Mr. Xie Sun and said, "Put some coriander on it."
"Hey, Auntie, I'll do it myself." Mrs. Xie Sun took the plate, stirred coriander into the bowl, and said to Wang Meilan: "That time when I went to town, my second uncle took me to a restaurant, and I drank three bowls of mutton.
The soup is not as affordable as this bowl of soup."
"That's right!" Wang Meilan said with a smile: "It's better for us to organize our own home!"
…
Mutton soup and siu mai are really good!
Zhao Jun killed twelve shaomai and two bowls of mutton soup. He felt his stomach was full. When he saw Jie Chen getting up and going to the opposite room, he followed him.
Jie Chen is thinking about his mother.
When Jie Chen entered the east room, Mr. Jie Sun was holding a bowl of soup to drink.
"Sister." Wang Meilan advised from the side: "If you have that leftover soup, don't drink it if it doesn't work."
By this time, Mr. Xie Sun had already eaten ten Shao Mai. This mutton soup was also his third bowl of mutton soup.
As she said herself, the Zhao family's mutton soup was different from the mutton soup outside. Seeing that Ms. Xie Sun couldn't eat anymore and forced herself to eat the dry food in the bowl, Wang Meilan persuaded her not to take the leftovers.
Ordered soup.
"That won't work!" Xie Sun refused: "The rest is Fu Gen'er, can we throw it away?"
"Oh my god!" Seeing this, Jie Chen quickly came over and said, "Fugen'er, give it to me."
Seeing that it was his old son, Xie Sun didn't be stingy. And Xie Chen didn't mind his mother, so he took the bowl and drank the remaining soup.
After drinking the mutton soup, Jie Chen put the bowl on the table, and then praised Wang Meilan: "Auntie, your mutton soup is really good."
"Hahaha..." Wang Meilan was so happy to be praised like this. When she laughed, she saw Zhao Jun coming in.
"Son!" Wang Meilan waved to Zhao Jun and said, "Can you control the roe deer tomorrow?"
"Yes!" Zhao Jun nodded and said, "Mom, can you just wait? We will come back at noon tomorrow and want to bring us food."
What Zhao Jun said about bringing food was not that he brought the food to the mountain, but that Wang Meilan brought their portion out when she was cooking for lunch.
"Okay, I understand." Wang Meilan responded, turned back to the old lady and reconciled with Sun, and said: "Aunt Jiang, I will bring you food at noon tomorrow. Come ten o'clock in the morning, you and my eldest sister, you two
Just come here."
"Ah?" Jie Chen heard this and asked Jie Sun in surprise, "Mom, are you really going?"
"Then what are we kidding about?" Ms. Xie Sun patted the table lightly and said, "I'll stay with you, Mrs. Jiang, for two days. Let's see who dares to offend us!"
"Xie Xiao'er!" At this time, the old lady asked Xie Chen with a smile: "Are you coming? The west room of my house is empty. If you want to come, your mother and I will live in that room. If you don't come, your mother and I will
Just leave it in my room."
"Then let me go..." Jie Chen didn't want to go, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Jiang Nai, we have caused trouble for you..."
"What's the trouble?" Before Jie Chen could finish speaking, the old lady interrupted: "Come here, my room can still be warm."
"Can't you do it today?" Zhao Jun felt something was wrong, so he stopped at the side and said, "Mr. Jiang, your kang in the west room is not burning. Why don't you let Jiechen go there tomorrow?"
"That's okay." Hearing what Zhao Jun said, the old lady nodded and said, "Then today, your mother-in-law will come with me first."
Having said this, the old lady looked at Jie Chen and said with a smile: "Xie Xiao'er, don't worry, your mother will be fine if you come with me."
"Haha." Jie Chen laughed dryly. He wanted to tell the old lady, I'm not afraid that something will happen to my mother, I'm afraid that something will happen to you.
"Brother!" Suddenly, Wang Tian called Zhao Jun and said, "Where are the barbecue skewers?"
When the little boy asked, the other children all looked at Zhao Jun.
"Tomorrow!" Zhao Jun said, "Let's have kebabs tomorrow night."
After talking to the children, Zhao Jun said to Wang Meilan: "Mom, my elder brother Zhang said, let's trim the roe deer, take off the sides of the waist and thread them into skewers. The remaining roe deer is not removed, and he makes a shelf to hold it up.
Roast the whole thing!”
As soon as Zhao Jun finished speaking, Jie Chen added: "It's the way to eat it in Mengdong."
Listening to what they said, Ms. Xie Sun felt her eyes light up. At this moment, she finally knew why her old son was unwilling to go home after he came. It was great to stay here, and he had food and drink all day long.
, there is excitement.
"That's okay!" Wang Meilan looked at the others and said, "You can all come over tomorrow afternoon."
Everyone agreed, and Xu Chunyan asked Wang Meilan: "Second aunt, do you need to prepare some dishes?"
"Then we need to eat more. We can't just eat meat!" Wang Meilan said: "We have cabbage and potatoes, and there are mountain vegetables. Let's prepare four or six dishes. All of them are fine, eh?"
Just as he was talking, Wang Meilan suddenly remembered something and said, "Today our village chief put on a loudspeaker and shouted that it was going to snow. So if it doesn't snow, then we have to cool down?"
"Yeah!" The old lady pursed her lips and nodded, saying: "It snows late this year, and it gets cold late too."
Hearing that the old lady agreed with her statement, Wang Meilan said: "It's snowing now, and there will definitely be a heavy freeze. You all can come here early tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and we will pick out the beans. When it snows heavily, we will pull out the beans."
Now, grind the tofu and serve it."
When Wang Meilan said this, the women responded one after another, and Zhao Jun couldn't help but ask: "Oh my god, do you want to do it?"
Seeing that Wang Meilan was stunned by his question, Zhao Jun continued to ask: "So many people? Will it take two days?"
"There are so many families." Wang Meilan raised her hand and pointed forward, saying, "Let's work together. This whole winter will last for a whole winter, and one family won't have to grind four or five boards?"
"Four or five boards?" Zhao Jun's voice changed. He frowned and looked at Wang Meilan and said, "Can someone sharpen it for you?"
If you count the old ladies, there are six families, each producing four to five boards of soybean tofu, or at least twenty-four boards. As for the Yong'an Tunna Tofu Factory, that's all it can produce in a week, and they can grind it for her.
Weird.
"Old aunt!" At this moment, Yang Yufeng, who was about to evolve into Wang Meilan's little cotton-padded jacket, said, "Can we grind the tofu ourselves? Is there a grinder at home?"
"Do you have a mill at home?" Wang Meilan asked in surprise.
"Ah!" Yang Yufeng nodded and said, "Let's buy the house of Lao Li's house. There is a mill in the corner behind his house."
"Is there a mill?" Wang Meilan was even more surprised and asked: "Isn't there just a stone grinder and a stone trough that day?"
"Yeah!" Yang Yufeng said: "Her father said that the bell in my house was left by the old Xue family. Didn't Minister Li's father buy the old Xue family's house before?"
"Pah!" Wang Meilan slapped her thigh and said happily: "Isn't this inappropriate?"
As she spoke, Wang Meilan counted: "We have grinders and mills. It will be convenient for us to grind tofu and flour."
"That's not bad!" Jin Xiaomei said with a smile: "When we make sticky bean buns, we don't have to go out to grind rice. This time we save money!"
"After it snows, let's grind the tofu first, and then we'll make sticky bean buns!" Wang Meilan waved her hand and said, "Let my army catch two pigs, and we'll make dumplings, all made of meat!"
