Since the system's online store started offering delivery services, Qin Yi hasn't been to the farmers' market in a long time.

The town of Qingcha is famous for its black-haired pigs, which are medium-sized and robust, typically weighing 70-80 kilograms each.

Its meat is very tender and delicious, and its skin is crispy and chewy.

Therefore, there are many vendors selling grilled skewers of black-haired pig on the streets.

It consists of several diced pieces of meat skewered together, with a small piece of fat interspersed in the middle. The original fat from the meat seeps into the rest of the lean meat after grilling, making the whole grilled meat tender and juicy.

Just thinking about the taste of grilled black pork skewers made Qin Yi's mouth water.

Looking at the rows of meat stalls in front of her, she decisively bought two large black pig trotters.

The black-haired pig's trotters have deep red meat and thick skin, which would definitely make them delicious when cooked.

Besides pig's trotters, Qin Yi also bought a lot of highland yellow beef.

Everyone says the beef here is high in protein and tastes great. She'd never tried it before, so she decided to give it a try today.

Finally, she also bought some peanuts, corn, glutinous rice, sesame seeds and other ingredients for later use.

After finishing her shopping, Qin Yi carried the groceries to the Zhuang sisters' yard and called out loudly, "Xiao Qing! I'm back from grocery shopping!"

Zhuang Qing quickly came out to greet them, while Zhuang Qing had already started cooking the meal inside the house.

The weather was nice today, and there was an earthen stove in the yard, so Qin Yi decided to light a fire and cook the dishes right there. Since the pig's feet needed to be stewed for a long time, she started working right away.

She first cleaned the pig's trotters, blanched them in cold water to remove the scum, and then asked Zhuang Qing, "Xiao Qing, do you have any tea leaves at home? Could you brew me a pot of tea?"

"Yes, I do! Black tea or green tea?"

Qin Yi thought for a moment and said, "Let's go with green tea, it's more refreshing."

After the prepared pig's trotters are drained, you can start preparing to caramelize the sugar.

Cooking in a large iron wok over a traditional earthen stove in a farmhouse has a special feel to it. Qin Yi held a rag in her left hand and grasped the handle of the iron wok, rotating the oil to melt the brown sugar.

Next, pour the large pig's trotters into the mixture and stir-fry until each piece is evenly coated with caramel color.

Add ginger, garlic, chili, and various spices, stir-fry until fragrant, then pour in the previously brewed green tea broth and simmer until fragrant.

Once the water boils, pour it into a clay pot and set it aside to simmer.

After stewing the black pig's trotters, we'll make the second dish.

Qin Yi took out the beef and cut it into thin strips.

Add light soy sauce, cooking wine, a little salt, a pinch of sugar, and cornstarch, mix well, and then drizzle a thin layer of oil on top to lock in the moisture.

While waiting for the food to marinate, Qin Yi went to the kitchen to watch the two sisters cook.

It turns out that tender tea leaves can indeed be used in cold dishes.

Zhuang Qing scooped out fresh tea buds from his basket, washed them, scalded them in hot water for about ten seconds, and then strained them into a large bowl.

Add minced garlic, chopped chili peppers, soy sauce, oyster sauce and other seasonings. Then fry dried chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns in hot oil until fragrant, and pour the oil over the dish to release their aroma.

Stirring it up, the whole room was filled with a delicious aroma. At first, Qin Yi thought it was some kind of weird dish, but after she tasted it, she found it refreshing and quite tasty.

Qin Yi had already eaten Zhuang Qing's green tea egg pancakes, so she didn't look at them again.

She returned to her post and continued making that beef dish.

Heat oil in a pan, then fry the tea leaves that were previously used to make tea until they crumble easily when pinched.

Fry the beef in the oil for 30 seconds, until the slices separate, then immediately remove it from the oil.

Finally, in a separate pot, add a little oil, then pour in the fried beef and stir-fry it with the fried tea leaves.

You need to be quick, otherwise the fried tea leaves won't be crispy enough.

Once scooped out and plated, the fried tea leaves look somewhat like seaweed.

Everyone placed all the dishes on a wooden table in the courtyard, and now they were just waiting for Qin Yi's braised pig's trotters to be ready so they could eat.

Three people, four dishes, that's enough for us.

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"Oh dear! Old Mrs. Yang, slow down, I can't keep up..."

On a country path, an elderly woman with silver hair, wearing a navy blue dress, walked briskly.

Behind her followed a panting old man, carrying many local specialties in his left hand and a woman's shoulder bag on his right shoulder.

Grandma Yang seemed not to hear the calls from behind, and sniffed around like a little dog.

"Old Meng, can you smell that meaty, vegetarian aroma?"

Old Man Meng finally caught up with his wife, panting heavily: "Old...wife, are you starving? What are you saying?"

"It's just ahead, follow me!" Old Mrs. Yang waved her hand briskly, signaling him to follow.

Old Man Meng had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and chase after her relentlessly. His wife had to get her hands on anything she wanted to eat, otherwise she wouldn't be able to sleep well. Today, she heard somewhere that the most authentic delicacies were often found on the tables of the local residents, so she hurriedly ran towards the original residential area of ​​the ancient town.

For the sake of a harmonious family atmosphere, I just do whatever my wife says. This is a wealth of experience I've accumulated over the years!

The two elderly people arrived at the outside of a farmhouse courtyard, which had an earthen wall slightly taller than a person.

"This is it! The fragrance must be coming from here."

“But this family’s door is tightly closed, it doesn’t seem like a place to run a farmhouse restaurant. Why don’t we go back to the old town and find a better restaurant for a meal?” Old Meng said, carefully observing his wife’s expression.

Old Mrs. Yang frowned: "Men, don't try to provoke me."

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At this moment, Qin Yi, who was sitting in the courtyard, looked at her phone and said, "It's almost time. I'll go and bring the pig's trotters over."

Qin Yi brought out a large, shallow, earthen-yellow clay pot wrapped in gauze.

Zhuang Qing's gaze followed her every move. Seeing that the dishes had arrived, she quickly grabbed a straw mat and placed it on the table.

"Sister Qin, the pig's feet smell so good, they're stealing my soul."

"There's one last step."

As soon as the lid of the casserole was lifted, a rich aroma of meat wafted out along with the steam.

Zhuang Qing, sitting next to him, was hit by the hot, fragrant aroma, which made her short hair fly up: "What kind of hero attacks with fragrance? If you're so capable, let me taste what kind of monster you are!"

Qin Yi, quick-witted and agile, immediately slapped Zhuang Qing's chopsticks away: "Wait!"

After saying that, she took a small basin of washed tea leaves from the room and spread them all over the steaming clay pot.

After waiting a few minutes, he used chopsticks to thoroughly stir the green tea leaves and pig's trotters, then placed them at the bottom of the bowl. He then said to Zhuang Qing, "Quickly call your sister out to eat."