By the time the rinsing was finished, more than half an hour had passed.

"Hey, Zhao Zhao, your method is really good. The smell is much lighter now." Aunt Feng'e came over to see Meng Zhao's results after finishing her work.

Meng Zhao smiled and said, "Once it's all braised, even this last bit of flavor will be gone."

Bring water to a boil in a pot, pour the cleaned offal into the pot, add scallions and ginger to blanch, and then rinse the blanched offal again.

They started by boiling water in a new pot, adding the pork offal, and then officially began the braising process.

There are many kinds of spices needed for braising, and Meng Zhao doesn't have them all here, so he can only use what he has. He puts scallions, ginger, garlic, star anise, cinnamon, bay leaves, Sichuan peppercorns, cloves, nutmeg, some sugar, soy sauce for color, some salt for seasoning, and finally pours in a little white wine to remove the fishy smell and enhance the aroma.

Before it was even ready, a fragrant aroma began to waft out. The two children, who had been covering their noses while washing the intestines, were now staring intently at the pot, afraid of missing any changes.

After simmering for almost half an hour, the fire was turned off. As soon as the lid was lifted, steam rose up, filling the entire yard with the aroma of braised meat.

"Sister-in-law, this smells so good! Is this really the stinky pig offal from before?" Shen Qingyu had been staring at the pot the whole time, and she couldn't understand how the smelly pig offal from before had become so delicious.

Meng Zhao scooped out several pieces of pig lungs, pig heart, and pig stomach from the pot, cut them into chunks on the cutting board, mixed them together in a bowl, and then poured some soup from the pot over them. A bowl of hot pig stomach soup was ready.

Out of curiosity about the taste, Aunt Feng'e didn't go home today and stayed to eat with everyone. As for her two sons, she had long forgotten about them.

As soon as Meng Zhao's pork tripe soup was served, everyone unconsciously started drooling; it smelled so good.

Gu picked up a piece of fatty intestine and put it in her mouth. She took a bite and found it to be very elastic, with a chewy outer skin and a soft interior. As she continued to chew, the aroma of the fatty intestine spread in her mouth, without any fishy smell.

After taking the first bite, she exclaimed in surprise, "This is so delicious!"

"Yes, Zhao Zhao, if I hadn't seen you make it with my own eyes, I would never have imagined that pork offal could taste so good."

Meng Zhao first took a sip of soup, then took a bite of the pastry, finding it truly delightful.

"Although the offal has a strong fishy smell, as long as it is cleaned properly and seasoned with the right spices, it will have a unique aroma. Some people even think it tastes better than meat."

"I think everything tastes delicious. The meat your sister-in-law makes is delicious, and the pig intestines she makes are delicious too. Anything your sister-in-law makes is delicious." Shen Qingyu was Meng Zhao's praise machine, giving her maximum emotional value.

Looking at the little girl in front of him, Meng Zhao reached out and tapped her head, "You little flatterer."

When the stall opened the next day, customers discovered this new dish when ordering.

"Give me a plate of stir-fried potatoes, eggplant, and green peppers, and a stew of chicken with potatoes. Hmm, what's this dish? I've never seen it before."

Meng Zhao introduced, "This is my specialty, braised pork intestines. Would you like to try some?"

"Pork intestines? That's just pig offal. How can something that smells so bad taste good?" Upon hearing Meng Zhao say it was pig offal, the man immediately frowned, his face showing disgust.

"Although pig offal smells bad, it has a unique flavor after being cooked with my secret recipe. Would you like to give it a try?"

He Da was a regular customer of Meng Zhao's stall. He knew Meng Zhao's cooking skills very well; there was never anything bad about it. Although he was disgusted by the offal, he still decided to give it a chance.

"Okay, I'll have this braised pork intestines." Meng Zhao immediately scooped him a full spoonful.

The bright red color of the pork intestines, combined with the vibrant green peppers, makes them look incredibly appetizing.

He Dagang took Meng Zhao's lunchbox and couldn't wait to find a place to eat. As soon as the fatty intestines entered his mouth, his eyes widened.

The fishy smell I had imagined was completely absent; instead, it had a rich meaty aroma, a tender and chewy texture, and a very strong braising flavor. Combined with the oily texture of the pork intestines, it was simply delicious.

"Boss, your braised pork intestines are so delicious! There's not a hint of fishiness at all. They taste even better than meat!"

"I cleaned the pork intestines thoroughly and then braised them with a lot of spices, so they don't have a fishy smell."

Some diners who were initially observing saw how much He Da was enjoying his meal and quickly ordered one for themselves as well.

"I want one too, I want one too, give me some fatty intestines too."

"Give me a serving to try too. How could such a fishy and smelly thing like pig offal possibly be cooked well?"

Because of the trust in Meng Zhao's culinary skills, and even some diners who didn't believe that offal could taste good, the new dish, braised pork intestines, sold out quickly and received many positive reviews.

"It smells so good! I never thought that offal, which I don't usually buy, could taste so good."

"Boss Meng, how did you clean these pig intestines? There's no fishy smell at all."

Meng Zhao didn't intend to keep the method of cleaning the large intestine a secret and generously shared it. However, she would not reveal the recipe for the braised pork offal, as it was the secret recipe for her future shop.

Although Meng Zhao didn't hold anything back, the complicated process still deterred many people.

"Why do we have to soak and knead it, and use flour? Flour isn't cheap."

"What do you think? If we just washed it with water, the pig intestines we made before always tasted so bad."

Meng Zhao added from the side, "If you don't have flour at home, you can use wood ash to clean it, but the effect will be less."

After hearing this, a burly man next to him said, "So it takes a lot of money and effort to clean pig intestines. I'd rather carry two more sacks of burlap than clean those smelly pig intestines. I'll just eat here at Boss Meng's place."

Meng Zhao said, "That's great. If everyone likes it, I'll make it more often in the future."

However, some people carefully noted that meat is too expensive to eat often, so if they know how to clean pig intestines, they can also supplement their family members' diet with some oil.

Few people were willing to buy the pig offal from Meng's butcher shop. If they couldn't sell it before closing time, they would give some away to customers who bought a lot of meat. The rest they couldn't give away were just thrown away after they rotted.

Although the method of cleaning the pig offal has spread and more people are buying it, which means she will have to spend more money on pig offal in the future, she doesn't really mind.

People who are willing to buy pork offal to eat are people on the verge of survival. Although she doesn't have much money now, at least she doesn't have to worry about food and drink. Once the braised meat shop opens, the prospects will be better, and she won't save money here anymore.

Besides, once the braised meat shop opens, pork and duck products will be the main focus. Cleaning pig intestines is really laborious, and they need to be braised separately, otherwise they will absorb the flavor of other ingredients. So she doesn't plan to make too many.