With this new goal, Yun Zhen worked much harder to do the work. She cleaned the four pig’s trotters in a few strokes. Then I went into the kitchen, picked up a large kitchen knife and chopped the pig’s trotters into blocks, took the various seasonings bought from the grain and oil shop and put them in a cloth bag, and started to make marinade first.
All four big pig trotters were put into the pot at one time, one stewed soybean soup was given to Han Qingmei, and the other three were all used for braised braised pork trotters.
When it was dark, Han Qingsong practiced driving back from a carriage. He smelled the rich fragrance in the kitchen and couldn’t help but temptation. He smiled and asked, “Yun Zhen, what are you making? Why is it so fragrant?”
Yun Zhen, who was carrying a big dish shovel and turning the big pig’s trotters, and it will be fine soon. You can take some back for your parents and sisters to taste.”
Han Qingsong smiled honestly and said, “It’s so embarrassing.”
“It’s okay, this pig’s trotters don’t cost much. I bought a lot today, enough for everyone to eat. You can bring a bowl back to taste later.” While talking to him, Yun Zhen took out the tempting braised pig’s trotters in the pot one by one.
Han Qingsong stood beside him, looking at the big bowl of pig’s trotters, and after she filled a bowl, she took the initiative to help her to the table next to her, and handed her a big bowl from the cupboard.
Han Musheng came in after washing his hands and saw that the dish she made tonight was out of the pot. He sniffed it lightly with his nose and it was very fragrant. It was even more fragrant than the dishes in the imperial kitchen. You can tell it tastes delicious at first glance.
Yun Zhen divided the three big pig’s hooves into three parts, put a bowl for Han Qingsong, and asked Han Musheng to send a bowl to the He family, leaving a large bowl for his own family.
After the two men took the bowl out, she scooped water and washed the pot, quickly stir-fried dried beans and fried meat, and a large bowl of shredded white radish. This is the dish for dinner tonight.
When it was dark, the twins came back with a basket of chrysanthemums, and other children from the village came back with them. They all went to pick chrysanthemums to make money today. Han Qingmei gave them today’s rewards and also grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds for each of them.
“Wow, Sister Yun Zhen, how is this pig’s trotter made? How can it be so delicious?”
As soon as it was served, the most fragrant and beautiful pig’s trotter attracted everyone’s attention. Everyone picked up a piece to taste it first, and then couldn’t stop at all. It was not until after eating one piece that Han Qingzhu raised her head from the bowl and asked.
Yun Zhen was still fighting with the pig’s trotters. Her food was better than them. She didn’t eat it. She wiped the oil stains on her mouth with a handkerchief before answering him: “I used a lot of seasonings to make a marinade, and there were several Chinese herbal ingredients. After the marinade, the pig’s trotters were put in the steamed stew for two hours, so it became delicious and the meat was soft and chewed.”
“It turns out that this dish is so troublesome to cook. It takes two hours to stew it, but it takes a lot of firewood to burn. “Han Qingzhu quickly squeezed two bites of rice and picked up another piece of pig’s trotter.
The country people would always spend a lot of time in the mountains before winter came to cut trees and prepare firewood, otherwise this winter would be sad. They try to use less firewood as much as possible when cooking and cooking, and cook quickly and then put it out of the pot. They don’t care about all kinds of flavors at all. A dish like her who stewed for two hours is definitely a typical prodigal girl. If she meets a grandmother like Zhao, she will have to be beaten up today.
Yun Zhen has been here for half a year, so she naturally understands what he means and grinned: “Slow work and work hard. If you want to eat delicious food, you will naturally have to pay. Isn’t it just firewood? It’s everywhere in the mountains. Just go back and take a day to chop it. ”
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Qing Feng took the initiative to take on the job: “We have finished the exam for the children. We don’t have to hold the books every day for the time being. We can go to the back mountain to chop wood. “
When Han Musheng didn’t come back, the firewood at home was basically cut by their brothers. The big tree kept cutting, so they cut small branches. They were busy before winter, and Han Qingmei occasionally followed her to cut trees, but most of the time she spent looking for various wild vegetables outside to fill her stomach. Perhaps she embroidered her at home and sold it to the county town for money to buy food. The three siblings supported each other, and with the help of her uncle and uncle’s family, they survived one cold winter after another.
Han Qingmei hung her with a white cloth strip on her neck with one hand, and grabbed the pig’s trotters with the other hand. She ate more politely. After stopping, she asked, “Yun Zhen, I see you didn’t throw away the brine before. Is that still useful? ”