The twelve pigs are all decomposed according to the standard decomposition method, with five lobes and clear front and rear elbows. Moreover, the pigs raised by Zhou Yan's family are relatively well-proportioned in fat and thinness.
In less than two hours, except for the ones left at home, as well as some trimmings, leg bones and ribs, everything else was sold out.
After finishing other people's work, Zhou Zhenghai started working on his own. He packed the meat and ribs reserved for his brother-in-law and Zhou Yan's grandmother's family into separate bags, put them in the pickup truck, and fixed them.
Before going out, Zhou Zhenghai pointed to his son at the pig's head, elbow and pig's head in the refrigerator: "Stone, these are up to you!"
After saying that, Zhou Zhenghai got on the car and drove away without looking back.
Zhou Yan was about to cry but had no tears, so he looked back at Zhou Zhenghe: "Uncle, please come with me to take a shower later."
Zhou Zhenghe glanced at Qin Ruoshu, who was hiding far away, and nodded with a smile: "Okay!"
Zhou Yan wanted to get his girlfriend, but Qin Ruoshu was similar to his mother, both had slight mysophobia.
So, the uncle and nephew braved the cold wind and washed for more than two hours at the creek outside Zhou Yan's house. When they returned to the yard with the basin, their fingers were basically frozen...
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It is much easier to deal with pig heads and elbows than running them into water. Just heat the rosin, pour it on, and take off the uncleaned pig hair...
The rest is Zhou Yan’s best sauce: marinated bones, marinated pig head, marinated elbow, braised pig trotters, and marinated pork belly.
At noon, Father Zhou came back from delivering a bunch of New Year's goods and found that Zhou Yan and his wife, together with their daughter-in-law-to-be, had their mouths full of grease...
The meaty taste still lingered in my mouth. In the afternoon, Zhou Yan and his wife put down four free-range three-yellow chickens at home.
When passing by the pond, the old couple noticed that Qin Ruoshu glanced at the domestic white goose a few times, turned around and immediately pressed the goose to the ground to bleed it.
Qin Ruoshu, who was sitting on a small bench watching Zhou Yan remove the feathers of the chickens, saw Zhou Yan's father carrying the big white geese back, and suddenly felt a bit bitter and couldn't help but laugh: I was just curious whether these big geese would feel cold in the water in winter.
How come these two...
After entering the door, Mr. Zhou threw the goose on the ground and looked at Zhou Yan with a smile: "Stone, can you make a goose?"
Who are you looking down on?
Zhou Yan lazily turned around and asked lazily: "Steamed, braised in braised sauce, or grilled with charcoal?"
"Can't it be simpler?"
You can have this!
“Goose stewed in iron pot!”
A large goose weighing fifteen or six kilograms, after plucking the feathers and clearing the chest, weighs it, and it still has more than ten kilograms.
After cooking, Qiyin's big iron pot was half full. Zhou Yan's family and his uncle's family, a total of seven people, worked hard at night and finally destroyed the goose's body...
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The earthen stove burned for most of the day, and it was almost impossible to sleep at night. Zhou Yan and Qin Ruoshu were forced to move into a new house. The vacant hot kang head was not idle either, and was put on the newly reconciled bed by Mrs. Zhou Yan.
face...
On the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, steamed buns, evaporated cakes, and steamed jujube flowers.
Originally, according to Zhou Yan's father and mother's temperament, they only steamed steamed buns and steamed cakes during the Chinese New Year. As for the fancy jujube flowers, they were not at all within the scope of the couple's consideration.
However, the arrival of the soon-to-be daughter-in-law broke their plans. Although the couple's ability to "make love" was almost gone, they had no choice but to bite the bullet in order not to show their cowardice before the future of their daughter-in-law.
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The method of making cakes here in Qingya is relatively "sloppy": coarse rice flour and flour are added with yeast to ferment, and after the dough is kneaded, it is poured directly onto the grate, flattened and steamed.
After steaming, the steamed cakes are generally "dun'er" with a diameter of more than one meter and more than ten centimeters thick. When they cool down a little, they have to be cut into pieces with a knife.
Five or six pots of steamed cakes came out, and the whole room was filled with steam.
Next came the steamed buns, the noodles made up early in the morning. After two or three hours of fermentation on the hot kang, they had expanded to the limit and were in need of "ravage".
Menial work such as kneading dough is usually done by Zhou Yan and Zhou Lao, especially Zhou Yan, who has working experience as a pastry chef, so he is naturally the first to do it.
As a result, Wudang Tai Chi, which Zhou Yan had practiced for hundreds of years while practicing Taoism, finally had a chance to shine.
After steaming six pots of steamed buns, Zhou Yan finally found his hand, but it was a pity that there were not many opportunities left to practice.
The last thing I made was jujube flowers.
Qin Ruoshu, who had been watching the excitement for a long time, saw Mrs. Zhou Yan waving to her and quickly ran to the bathroom to wash her hands. After drying them, she excitedly put on an apron and sat in front of the chopping board: "Sister Li, you really asked me
Do you want to do it?"
"Um, Ruoshu..." Mrs. Zhou Yan was a little embarrassed, "Actually, our family hasn't steamed jujube steamed buns in many years, so we can just make do with it!"
The preparation of jujube flowers is not very troublesome. Wrap the red dates with dough, form a circle, and fix it on the "base".
After several attempts, Mrs. Zhou Yan gradually returned to her old feelings. She tore off a large piece of dough, trimmed the shape, and made it into a fish shape. She used scissors to cut out the scales, and then used red beans to make fish eyes.
In a few minutes, a big carp took shape.
Qin Ruoshu on the side was so envious that she shouted: "Sister Li, can you teach me?"
While Qin Ruoshu was learning how to make dough fish with Mrs. Zhou Yan, Zhou Yan took a fist-sized piece of dough, kneaded it a few times, used chopsticks to pinch out the big and small ends, and then cut the small end twice with scissors.
Cut out the shape of rabbit ears and then cut out the tail.
A durable little rabbit paper is now formed.
"It's so cute, brother, can you teach me?"
Qin Ruoshu got excited and called out their private nicknames, which made Zhou Yan's father and mother get goosebumps.
"This is not simple..."
After that, the two of them made a large number of small animals like crazy, and steamed the last one.
The final effect was pretty good, it was quite similar, but the cute shapes of the animals successfully made Miss Qin have difficulty choosing when eating.
On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the whole family took a break, cleaned up the mess left over from steaming the steamed buns, and prepared New Year meals for the ancestors.
The richer people are, the more superstitious they are.
In order to show off his good years to his ancestors and pray for their blessings, after lunch, Zhou Zhenghai asked Zhou Yan to cook four side dishes and took a bottle of good wine from the warehouse.
Seeing the Zhou family's father and son go to the grave after a long journey, Qin Ruoshu was a little envious and a little disappointed.
Seeing Qin Ruoshu unhappy, Mrs. Zhou Yan thought that Xiao Nizi was worried about her family's incense problem. She smiled and patted Xiao Nizi on the shoulder: "Ruoshu, the family planning policy will not be strict in a few years.
, you can have more children with Shitou and find one who will take your surname."
Qin Ruoshu's face suddenly turned red: "Sister Li, I just thought, I still don't know what your old Zhou family's cemetery looks like!"
"Want to know?" Mrs. Zhou Yan smiled, "It's still early. When one day in the future, his father and I are gone, you will have the opportunity to visit the cemetery..."
"Sister Li, it's a bit too early to say this now..."
"Oh, no, it shouldn't take more than thirty years." Mrs. Zhou Yan rolled her eyes and looked back at Qin Ruoshu, "Xiao Qin, can you wait that long?"
Qin Ruoshu nodded heavily.
"That's good," Mrs. Zhou Yan sighed slightly, "Zhou Yan is a boring gourd. He never tells us anything if something happens. When he was a child, he would fight with others, if we hadn't discovered the wound while taking a shower.
, I didn’t know that this guy’s head was broken!”
"Well..." Qin Ruoshu shook his head slightly, "Maybe my brother doesn't want you to worry, or is afraid that you will blame him!"
"Oh," Mrs. Zhou Yan smiled and held Qin Ruoshu's hand, "You are such a gentle and beautiful girl, how could you fall in love with Shitou like that? When we think about it, we all feel a little sorry for you..."