Ningxia found a piece of meat with a 73% fat-to-lean ratio from the protruding basin, weighed it, and found it weighed more than three pounds.

Wash it and divide it into two pieces. Slice one piece and put it into the pot. Add a little water and wait for the water to dry up and the oil will come out.

"Xiao Jie, go in and cut me a big bunch of chives that you just planted. Don't cut the roots, just the leaves. Sangsang took his brother in to get the scissors." Ningxia was busy with her hands and didn't even raise her head.

Xiaojie responded and went into the house with Sangsang.

The fire was burning high, and soon the water at the bottom of the pot, mixed with the white meat, began to bubble up. Ningxia almost cried out when she smelled the long-lost smell of pork. She wasn't hungry, but her mouth was constantly secreting saliva. She knew the pork in the pot had no taste, but she still wanted to chew a piece impulsively.

When all the water was boiled away, the pot began to crackle. The meat was producing oil. The aroma of lard soon enveloped the yard, making Lao Liao very greedy.

After the meat slices were cooked until they curled up, Ningxia fried some dried chili peppers and a handful of Sichuan peppercorns she had just picked, then added the cleaned and chopped leeks. After stir-frying evenly and adding salt, Ningxia dipped the tip of her chopsticks into the pot, dipped them in some oil, and put them into her mouth. The flavor of pork and leeks filled her mouth, and she could eat three bowls with rice.

After the leeks were cooked, they were taken out of the pot. Ningxia did not overcook the pork slices too dry, and each piece still had the unique luster of fat. However, Ningxia expressed her regret. Although she loved lard, she did not like fat. Even after surviving the disaster for several years, she still could not correct this bad habit.

Because it is wild boar meat, the lean meat has beautiful texture. Ningxia just tasted a slice and it has a dense and tender texture. It is very satisfying to take one bite.

It was filled in two large plates, with a thin layer of oil on the bottom, alternating between green and white, which was very tempting.

Ningxia cut the remaining meat into large pieces, threw it in without cleaning the pot, added some water and waited for the oil to come out.

"Xiao Jie, ask Sangsang to take you to the stairwell to get me three large cassavas to peel." Ningxia was washing the two peeled white and tender frogs. She didn't know when they were caught, and they were no longer fresh. She estimated that if they were left overnight, they would have flavor tomorrow.

Cut Xiaojie's peeled cassava into large chunks and set aside. The meat in the pot has begun to produce fat, but Ningxia plans to boil it down to lard and make cassava soup.

Cassava is high in starch, so when you add some oil and salt and cook it, Ningxia feels like there is a piece of cassava in his mouth that has a smooth and salty taste with the aroma of lard.

As soon as the oil residue came out of the pot, Ningxia stuffed a piece into Xiaojie and Sangsang's mouths. The two children's eyes were shining while eating, which made Ningxia laugh.

Old Liao didn't know when he finished his work, but he squatted aside and watched Ningxia cook attentively.

A small bowl of lard residue was produced from half a pot of meat, but the oil in the pot was a harvest. You don't need too much oil to cook soup. Ningxia took out half of it in a bowl and then added water to the pot. As the water entered the hot oil, there was a sizzling sound, and the people present felt nervous and became even more greedy.

As soon as the soup in the pot boiled, Ningxia put the cassava cubes in, then added salt, and also cut a large bunch of green onions that had broken roots and could not be planted in the morning and set them aside.

The cassava pieces gradually became soft after being cooked for a while. Ningxia took advantage of the time when the soup was cooking to chop the two frogs and the dozen or so eels she caught today into pieces and put them on a plate for later use.

"Xiao Jie, go pick some more peppercorns for me from that peppercorn tree. I want two big handfuls."

When Xiaojie heard that Ningxia wanted to use the peppercorns he had found to cook, he was very excited. He responded and went over. He was very careful when picking them, for fear of picking up an extra leaf.

By this time, the cassava soup was almost done, and it would break apart easily. Ningxia put the oil residue back in, stirred it evenly, and served it directly with chopped green onions.

After cleaning the pot, Ningxia prepared the last dish. She poured the bowl of oil that had just been scooped out and had not yet solidified into the pot. When the oil was hot, she added two-thirds of the Sichuan peppercorns and a handful of dried chili segments.

After being exposed to high temperature, the Sichuan peppercorns emit a strong spicy aroma. Li Gang and the others came back at some point and watched Ningxia cook attentively.

The Sichuan peppercorns and chili peppers were almost fried, and the yard was filled with a spicy aroma. Ningxia simply threw in the frog and eel meat and stir-fried them over high heat.

Sprinkle some salt and add some raw peppercorns and stir-fry evenly. Once the meat is cooked, it’s ready to be served!

There were only three dishes, but the portions were quite generous. A group of people sat around the dining table in the living room. After the first round of rice was scooped out, one-third of the rice in the pot was gone.

Lao Liao was the first to pick up a piece of frog meat and put it into his mouth to savor it carefully. "Fragrant, really fragrant!" The smooth and delicate frog meat was coated with oil, and the flavor of peppercorns wrapped the whole piece of meat tightly. Although it was fried with eel, the fishy smell was barely noticeable. "Ningxia, you don't know how long I have been craving this frog!"

Ningxia chuckled. She knew it would taste good once she made it. Who wouldn't love frog meat with Sichuan peppercorns? It had been a delicacy even before the disaster. If it had been seasoned properly, it would have been even more fragrant.

Li Gang loves to eat real meat. He picked up a large piece of fried pork slices with leeks with chopsticks. It was the long-lost taste of home-cooked food. The meat slices soaked in oil were just the right amount of salty, and with the rich aroma of leeks, paired with rice, the feeling of happiness was incomparable.

Ningxia stretched out her claws to the oil residue in the cassava soup. God knows how long she has been craving this, which is measured in years.

Lard scraps are particularly good in cassava soup. Although they are no longer crispy, the taste of the scraps after being rolled in the hot soup has not diminished but increased, and the taste has become mellow, but with a unique flavor.

Several people were busy eating, ignoring each other, and the food on the table disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although the three siblings hadn't eaten too badly these past few days, it had been a long time since they had eaten such rich food. Even Sangsang couldn't help but eat too much, not to mention Lin Yi, who had always had no restraint when it came to eating. Even standing up to clear the dishes was a struggle.

Needless to say, the fighting power of Li Gang and his men was outstanding. Old Chen scooped out the last bit of rice in the pot and soaked it in the remaining cassava soup. He then poured some oil from stir-fried leeks and pork into the pot and ate it with the soup.

Ningxia looked at the clean plates on the table and felt a sense of accomplishment. This is how cooks are. As long as someone likes the food, all the hard work is worth it.

The younger Xiaojie and Xiaomu were instructed by a few lazy guys to clean up the mess, wash the dishes and wipe the table.

Ningxia was surprised to find that the thick-skinned Lao Liao actually blushed and sat there without knowing what he was thinking.

Old Liao was really embarrassed. Every time the Ningxia girl cooked, he and his group felt like beggars who hadn't eaten good food for eight hundred years. They were so full that they didn't want to get up. He felt embarrassed.

"Ningxia, I'm so sorry for always making a fool of yourself. These kids have never had a good meal, and I'm sorry to embarrass you." Old Liao took the initiative.

Ningxia smiled, but she didn't say who was the first to snatch the frog meat from Xiaojie and then snatch the oil residue from Xiaomu.