Liu Yunniang took a lot of effort to explain to her father where the knife came from.
After listening to the whole story, Liu Sheng couldn't help but sigh: "Our family has met a noble man. Such a kind boss is rare. My daughter, you must work carefully!"
Liu Sheng traveled the world of martial arts, adhering to the principle of "never forgive a grudge, and repay a favor with gratitude." Xi Niang also followed this principle while traveling the world of martial arts. As their daughter, Liu Yunniang naturally had a clear distinction between love and hate.
Seeing her father's instructions, she nodded immediately: "I know, father, you lie down first, I will go and clean the water first."
"Well, go ahead and work carefully!" Liu Sheng smiled and waved his hand, then lowered his head to thread the needle and began to mend some worn clothes for his family - although he could get up now, he was still inseparable from the bed, and there was very little he could do.
Fortunately, Liu Sheng is not the kind of person who is old-fashioned and stubborn, nor does he think that men are incapable of holding a needle and thread. Therefore, he tries his best to do things within his ability, such as sewing and mending.
After mending a small hole, Liu Sheng nodded with satisfaction: his needlework skills have become more and more skillful.
But Su Qingluan found that something was wrong with the air after returning home - it was too quiet.
Not to mention the taciturn Su Guangfu, even the two little guys, Su Xuanhe and Su Xueyan, who are always noisy, seem to be a little bit timid.
Su Qingluan pulled the two little guys into her room and asked quietly, "What's wrong? Why are you two so well behaved?"
"Sister, we have always been very good!" The little girl pouted unhappily.
Su Xuanhe glanced at the main room where his father and mother were, and said, "Mother is angry with father."
Since he started school, perhaps because of the teacher's teaching, Su Xuanhe has become a little more stable than the naughty monkey before. When he is not naughty, he has the demeanor of a little man.
After Su Qingluan asked carefully, she found out why Yang, who was always good-tempered, was angry with Su Guangfu.
Actually, it’s not a big deal.
It was autumn, and as the saying goes, "put on weight in autumn," every household would eat some pork. Yang, wondering when chef Su Qingluan would be back, decided to make some simple pork meatball soup for dinner.
Because someone had to come back to light the stove first, Su Guangfu went to buy pork and spinach, while Yang came back to light the stove first and steam the buns.
As a result, Su Guangfu, who seldom went to the market alone and lacked the sophisticated market skill of bargaining, was flattered by the butcher and bought a lot of pork. Not to mention a bowl of pork meatball soup, I'm afraid that with the amount of meat he bought, the Su family will have to rely on pork for every meal for the next half month.
Although the price of pork was indeed cheaper than usual, the total amount was too much. Yang was just like a foolish wife cooking noodles, spending as much as she could afford.
After being scolded by Yang, Su Guangfu realized that he had not originally wanted to buy so much pork and was completely deceived by the store owner's sweet talk.
However, the reason why Yang was most angry was not this, but because even if it was "cheap", pork was still much more expensive than common vegetables such as radish.
Although it is autumn now and the weather is getting cooler, it is not the dead of winter when water can freeze into ice. We cannot use the weather to preserve the extra pork for a long time.
Su Qingluan had been curious about the issue of how to preserve food for a long time before. Since food was so scarce in winter that people could "freeze to death from hunger and cold", why not use a lot of seasonings to pickle meat and vegetables, making a variety of pickles and pickled meats to survive the winter?
Later, Su Qingluan figured it out - it all came down to being too poor.
Whether it is salt or spices, you have to buy them with money.
Normally, people have some money, which they use to buy food to fill their stomachs or warm clothes. How can they have spare money to buy a lot of seasonings, which are "luxury items not necessary for survival"?
What's more, even if the technique of pickling bacon and salted pork is not a particularly difficult skill to master, no matter how simple the task is, you will not become very good at it immediately without practical operation.
Even Yang at this moment knew that adding salt or other seasonings or spices to meat could greatly extend the shelf life of the meat.
However, because the Su family had even had problems with a continuous supply of seasonings in the past, it was naturally impossible to use them to make "luxury goods" such as "cured meat" and "bacon". Yang didn't know how to effectively preserve the excess ingredients and could only watch them spoil, and it was difficult for her not to be anxious or angry.
After learning the whole story, Su Qingluan thought about the result she ultimately wanted to achieve, and couldn't help but sigh slightly: even a family like hers who didn't have to worry about food at all had only a vague understanding of the technology of preserving food, let alone many ordinary people who probably had only heard of "cured meat" and "salted meat" and had probably never even seen or eaten them?
After Su Qingluan understood the whole story, she was no longer anxious and walked towards the kitchen with a smile.
In the kitchen, since the pork meatball soup still had to be made today, Yang was chopping the meat with the "double-knife style" as if to vent her anger.
The murderous look in her eyes made Su Qingluan pause as she entered the kitchen: After all, she was her own daughter, she wouldn't be murdered to silence her, would she?
Fortunately, Yang's anger was directed at Su Guangfu alone. When she found out that the person who came in was her eldest daughter, she immediately suppressed the coldness on her face and smiled lovingly, "Are you back?"
"I'm back!"
"Mother is making more pork stuffing. Daya, go inside and rest for a while. We'll be ready for dinner later." Yang saw her daughter hurried away, with beads of sweat on her forehead. She couldn't help but wave her hand away with concern. "Go inside, wipe your sweat, and drink some water. Don't catch a cold."
"How can I rest?" Su Qingluan smiled and shook her head. "I need to process those crookedly cut offal that Yunniang gave me before. Otherwise, the whole pot of offal will be full of salty and bland flavors and will be inedible."
"What's more..." Su Qingluan looked at her mother cautiously, "I saw so much pork outside. We need to process it quickly. Otherwise, even though it's autumn now, the sun is still very strong around noon. I'm afraid the meat will go bad, which would be a pity."
"Hmph, just mentioning this makes me angry!" Yang was furious and swung the knife in her hands twice, "dong" and "dong". The tip of the knife immediately sank into the tree trunk, making Su Qingluan's hair stand on end. "How can I preserve so much meat?"
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