"Grandma! You guys are refining oil!" Tian Tian said, and then she saw Grandma Tian scooping meat out of the pot. There was a large pot of clear oil in the pot.
Tian Baobao and Tian Zhuo next to them were eating a small bowl of meat soup.
"Tiantian, wake up!" Chen Guihua said to Tian Tian with a smile, and nudged the two children who were eating meat at the side, "Quick! Take this and eat with your sister."
Old Mrs. Tian also agreed to give her a bowl of meat soup. Chen Guihua was very happy and spoke in a very kind and friendly manner.
Tian Tian moved a small stool and sat next to Tian Baobao. She reached out and took a meat dish from the bowl. The meat dish was made with fatty meat, without any lean meat on it. It tasted very crispy and there was a little oil when you bit it.
It’s not like Tian Tian hasn’t eaten Rouzila before. When she was in college, she bought some fat residue from Qingdao. It tasted delicious then, but it was a little different from the Rouzila we have today.
It may be because the Rouzila nowadays is made from authentic local pork, which has never been fed with feed and eats purely natural food, so the Rouzila that is refined from it is particularly fragrant.
Of course, it may also be because she hasn't eaten pork for a long time, so she can't control herself when eating something oily.
"Grandma! Why don't you practice the whole fat recipe?" Tian Tian asked curiously when she saw that there was still half of the lard in the basin on the ground.
"We'll refine half of the oil, and use the remaining half of the fat and half of the pork belly to rub coarse salt on to make bacon, which can be preserved for a longer time." Old Mrs. Tian said.
Salty bacon?
A question mark popped up in Tian Tian's mind. She always thought that people in the south often eat bacon, but people in the north don't eat bacon. She didn't expect that there was such a thing as salty bacon.
Tian Tian had never eaten it before and didn't know what it was about, let alone ask Old Lady Tian.
I frantically searched my original body's memory in my mind, and I saw that Old Mrs. Tian would spread coarse salt all over a piece of fat meat, and then put it in a jar. When the lard was eaten later, she would take out the bacon and cut it, or use it directly to refine oil, or use the cut meat slices to stew vegetables.
Tian Tian looked at the dishes stewed with the fat meat recipe in the original owner's memory. The soups were all milky white, and Old Mrs. Tian kept saying they were delicious. She became curious and wondered what the dishes stewed with the fat meat recipe would taste like.
Unfortunately, she could only recall the memories of that time, but not the taste of that time.
It’s just like watching a movie. You look at the delicious food and are so greedy, but you can’t smell anything. I wish I had a phone that could smell food.
After waiting for the oil in the pot to cool down for a while, Old Mrs. Tian took out the lard jar, threw a few wild peppercorns into it, and then poured all the lard into the jar.
They picked this wild peppercorn when they went up the mountain to pick chestnuts in the fall. There were many wild peppercorn trees growing on the mountain.
After all the oil was loaded, Grandma Tian and the others started to pickle the bacon.
This doesn't require any technical skills. Just apply a thick layer of coarse salt all over the outside of the meat and then put it in a jar.
Half of the lard and pork belly were made into bacon and put in the jar. Half of the pork belly and two pig's trotters were left at home.
Old Mrs. Tian threw all the remaining things into the jar in the house to freeze them. The house was right under the corn barn. In winter, the temperature in the house was almost the same as outside. Basically, all the things that needed to be frozen in Tian Tian's house were kept in this room, so they would not go bad or be scratched by wild cats or weasels.
When Tian Baobao saw that Old Lady Tian had taken all the meat out, he asked in disappointment, "Grandma! Are we not going to cook meat today?"
"Why don't you cook meat? Isn't the meat you eat made of meat?" Old Mrs. Tian asked back.
Old Mrs. Tian packed up the remaining small pot of meat and put it away, saving it for making dumplings during the Chinese New Year, so that she wouldn't have to add extra oil.
Chen Guihua went back to her room holding the bowl of meat zala that Old Lady Tian had picked for her.
Tian Tian originally wanted to wait for Tian Baobao and Tian Zhuo to finish eating Rouzila and then take them back to the house to study, but she saw Tian Lisong and Tian Lilin coming back with a pig's stomach and pig's intestines in their hands.
When Tian Tian saw the pig intestines, her eyes lit up and she called out, "Dad! Second Uncle! You're back!"
The two of them went over to help slaughter the pigs early in the morning and just came back now.
Tian Baobao and Tian Zhuo also greeted them.
Tian Lisong glanced at Tian Tian and said, "You're back! Are you guys eating meat? Is it delicious?"
"It's delicious!" Tian Zhuo said, taking a piece of meat and raising his hand to feed Tian Lisong, "Dad, try it!"
Tian Lisong didn't eat what Tian Zhuo was holding. "Dad will eat it later. Leave one for Dad to try."
While Tian Lisong and Tian Zhuo were talking, Tian Tian ran outside and brought in the basin that had just contained the pork. "Dad! Second Uncle! Put the food in the basin first."
"good!"
The pig stomach in Tian Lisong's hand was okay, but the pig intestines that Tian Lilin was holding were not light. His fingers were almost bleeding from holding them. Seeing Tian Tian brought him a basin, he quickly put the pig intestines into the basin.
When Tian Baobao and Tian Zhuo saw that it was meat, they leaned over to smell it, then immediately ran away covering their noses.
"Dad! What are you going to do with the pig manure?" Tian Baobao asked, covering his nose.
He didn't know that it was pig intestine, and it smelled delicious when cooked. He just thought it smelled like the smell of the pigpen that he smelled when he went to deliver feed to the pigs.
"It's nothing, this is good stuff." Tian Lilin was not happy to hear Tian Baobao say this and retorted.
He likes pig intestines very much. After hearing what Tian Baobao said, it felt like he was eating shit, which made people lose their appetite at all.
Tian Tian squatted beside the basin. The pig intestines had not been processed yet. Tian Tian did not mind the smell at all. She asked expectantly, "Dad! Are these pig stomachs and pig intestines from our family?"
"Yes! These are what we brought back from helping to kill the pig. I'll clean them up later and then cut a small piece of pig intestine and stir-fry it. The rest can be saved for the New Year and we can make a dish out of it." Tian Lisong said while washing his hands.
The internal organs and heads of the slaughtered pigs could not be divided, so they were left to the people who came to help slaughter the pigs. We couldn't let them work for a whole morning in vain.
In the past, we would make these into dishes and have a meal together, but some people wanted to take these things home so that everyone could have a taste, so later on, we divided the food among ourselves and took it home to cook.
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