"Squad leader, leave it to me. Since we are celebrating the arrival of the female comrades from the art troupe, today's meal will definitely be delicious, so don't worry!"

Hearing Ning He's certainty, the squad leader didn't know what to say. He asked someone to bring all the pig offal.

Zhao Lan whispered to Ning He, "Xiao Ning, this pig offal is not easy to cook. I bought some before and cooked it for my husband, Lao Yang, but he didn't even touch it because he said it smelled bad."

Ning He said to Zhao Lan, "Sister Zhao Lan, the pig offal I make with this method has absolutely no taste!"

Ning He has eaten the braised pork offal noodles made by her mother, which tasted delicious. After being braised in brine, the pork offal was particularly fragrant and chewy.

Although she had never processed pig offal before, she had seen her mother do it, and today Ning He planned to replicate her mother's brand of braised pork offal noodles.

Hearing Ning He's confidence, Zhao Lan breathed a sigh of relief: "Xiao Ning, if there's anything you need me to do, just order me around."

Ning He smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, Sister Zhao Lan, there are many places where we still need your help."

After the pig offal was brought in, Ning He and Zhao Lan cleaned it all together, then added salt and rubbed it evenly and marinated it for two hours.

While waiting, Ning He began to prepare the ingredients for the brine.

Ning He remembered that her mother made the brine by boiling pork bones and water in pork bone soup the night before. For Ning He, it was completely too late to do so.

She can only use plain water now.

Ninghe boils the water, adds various seasonings and spices, and cooks until the aroma comes out. Then, after rinsing the marinated pork offal with clean water, put it into boiling water, add onion and ginger slices and cook for fifteen minutes to remove the smell. Then, take it out and wash it with clean water.

Finally, put the cleaned pig offal into the brine, add rice wine and salt and cook for an hour.

After cooking thoroughly, take out the offal, cool a bowl of brine in advance, and soak the taken out pork offal in the cold brine for half an hour.

This braised dish is ready.

Zhao Lan asked Ning He in surprise: "Xiao Ning, is the pig's offal ready?"

Ning He nodded: "After it has been soaked and absorbed, take it out and cut it."

"Will the pig offal made in this way have no smell?" Zhao Lan asked doubtfully.

Ning He said softly to Zhao Lan, "Sister Zhao Lan, this is the first time I cook pig offal."

Zhao Lan stared at her with wide eyes: "What! You haven't done this before?!"

Ning He nodded again and answered honestly, "I haven't made it, but I've seen my mother make it, and I've eaten what she made."

Zhao Lan was instantly deflated. After all this time, Xiao Ning had never cooked pig offal!

Will the pig offal I made for the first time be delicious?

Ning He didn't notice the change in Zhao Lan's expression. She was thinking about making some other dishes.

She went to see the squad leader and his team, and saw that they were serving home-cooked meals, similar to what she had eaten in the cafeteria with Qianlin before.

Most of the ingredients were taken away by the cooks, leaving only a basket of potatoes.

The squad leaders still had some concerns. They felt that even if these sisters-in-law had cooked, they were only home-cooked dishes and they probably couldn't cook anything else.

All the ingredients were taken away, and maybe my sisters-in-law could use the remaining potatoes to make some shredded potatoes with vinegar.

Ning He looked at the basket of potatoes and suddenly an idea came to him.

She can use these potatoes to make mashed potatoes with gravy!

"Sister Zhao Lan, please help me peel this basket of potatoes." Ning He said to Zhao Lan behind him.

"Mom, I want to help too!" Qianlin, who was standing by, saw this and offered to help.

Ning He naturally would not discourage Qian Lin's enthusiasm. She said to Qian Lin, "Lin Bao, can you help your mother get the potatoes and put them away?"

Qianlin nodded vigorously, squatted beside the basket and reached out to help pass the potatoes.

It took them half an hour to peel all the potatoes in the basket.

Then cut the peeled potatoes into pieces, add a small amount of salt, put them into the pot and cook them. After taking them out, Ning He and Zhao Lan each took a rolling pin and mashed the potatoes into a paste.

Ning He asked the squad leader for the remaining piece of pork belly.

Chop the pork belly into minced meat, put it into the pot and add minced garlic to stir-fry the meat until cooked, then add soy sauce, cooking wine, MSG and other seasonings and continue to stir-fry evenly.

Finally, make the sauce for the mashed potatoes.

Add some fried minced meat into a large pot of water, along with chopped carrots, chopped enoki mushrooms, and diced dried tofu.

After the water boils, add soy sauce, salt, sugar and a little white pepper and continue to cook.

Finally, thicken the soup with starch water to make it thick.

Now the second dish is done.

Seeing that it was almost time for dinner, Ning He and Zhao Lan quickened their pace and prepared the side dishes for the final dessert, the four-fruit soup.

It was soon time for dinner.

In order to welcome the female comrades from the art troupe, Jiang Yuanzhao specially asked them to line up at the front to get food.

Ning He and her team's window was at the back. When the female soldiers saw the various dishes in front of them, they couldn't move. After filling an aluminum box with dishes, they left without even looking at Ning He.

The squad leader saw this and quickly said to Ning He, "Sister-in-law, I'll let you stand in front tomorrow."

Ning He didn't care about that: "It's okay, it's the same wherever you are."

After saying that, Ning He scooped a spoonful of mashed potatoes as the base, added the fried minced meat and chopped green onions and coriander, drizzled a few drops of chili oil for seasoning, and finally poured the fragrant secret soup on it.

She handed the mashed potatoes with sauce to Qianlin and said to him, "Linbao, go have lunch first. Do you remember how Linbao made it when mom and Linbao first set up a stall?"

Qianlin had a very good memory and remembered it in less than five seconds. He nodded vigorously: "Mom, just leave it to me!"

As he spoke, Qianlin held the bowl of fragrant mashed potatoes and walked up to the female soldiers who had prepared the food.

I asked very politely, "Sister, can I sit here and eat?"

Although there was still one seat left here, all the seats in the cafeteria were empty, but Qianlin insisted on sitting here.

However, seeing Qianlin's cute and likable appearance, several female soldiers agreed enthusiastically.

"Okay, little brother, are you eating here alone?"

Qianlin nodded: "Mom is working, let me eat first."

As he said that, Qianlin sat down, took a spoon and scooped a spoonful of mashed potatoes into his mouth.

The steaming soup is poured over the mashed potatoes, and the aroma immediately fills your nose.

Qianlin mixed the mashed potatoes and soup together, and the aroma wafted out in waves.

The female soldiers sitting at the same table with him all looked at the mashed potatoes in Qianlin's bowl.

I couldn't help swallowing and asked him, "Little brother, what are you eating? It smells so good."