These laying hens must naturally be kept. After all, eggs are a very nutritious food. The only drawback is that if they are left for too long, they will not only spoil easily, but the egg white inside will also become less and less - the edible part will naturally be much smaller!
Su Qingluan felt really sad to see the delicious ingredients becoming less valuable or even spoiling simply because of improper storage.
In this case, let’s find a way to preserve eggs for a longer period of time.
Su Qingluan thought about it and finally decided to use eggs to make salted eggs. However, due to her own taste preference, she took out eight more eggs and decided to use them to make preserved eggs.
As for why so little is made - Su Qingluan privately feels that the pungent smell of preserved eggs, which is easily reminiscent of a toilet, may not be acceptable to everyone.
Since it is a niche food after all, there is no need to do too much.
Anyway, she guessed that in the end, she would be the only one willing to eat it. At this moment, she had never imagined that preserved eggs had gone through the long test of time and region, and had become a popular delicacy in the north and south of the country in her previous life. How could it be a "niche food"?
Even though it tastes strange, there are always many people who are curious about it.
Compared to preserved eggs, pickled salted eggs require the preparation of the braising soup in advance. So after breakfast, Su Qingluan planned to make the braising soup and then go out to continue packaging the fruit jam.
However, it was unclear whether the weather was good or bad. When they woke up in the morning, it was only cloudy, but it became increasingly cloudy during breakfast. And when the two sisters finished their meal, the rain began to fall, and the rain was getting heavier.
Now Su Qingluan had no way to go out and could only stay at home and make salted eggs.
"Sister, will my parents and brother get wet?" Su Xueyan heard the sound of rain outside and ran over to ask.
Su Qingluan squatted down and praised with a smile: "Xueyan is so good, she cares about her family so much! But don't worry, Mom and Dad have brought rain gear and oilcloth."
The rain gear is to protect yourself from the rain, and the oilcloth is used to cover the stall to prevent the stew and sewage from getting wet.
Of course, this is also the experience summed up after being taught a lesson by heavy rain countless times in the summer. Now the Su family members are very skilled in dealing with sudden weather changes of this degree when setting up stalls.
After hearing Su Qingluan's comfort, the little girl immediately felt relieved and nodded, then looked at Su Qingluan again: "Is Sister busy?"
"Yes, we have a lot of eggs left at home, and I'm afraid they'll go bad, so I'm trying to figure out how to make something else out of them."
"Wow~" The little girl's eyes lit up when she heard it. "Sister, when will it be ready? Can I eat it?"
"Well..." Su Qingluan kept it a secret, "It depends on your performance!"
Su Qingluan was only half joking. After all, neither the salted eggs nor the preserved eggs could be made today. But when teasing a child, there was no need to be so serious.
Unexpectedly, the little girl misunderstood Su Qingluan's meaning and nodded immediately: "I will go and write big characters now and not make trouble for my sister!"
Su Qingluan thought with a helpless smile: My sister is so well-behaved and sensible, I really want to make her something delicious.
No matter how much you think about it, you still have to do the work at hand.
In fact, salted eggs are not particularly rare in this era, but the price is not that cheap, so ordinary villagers in Huaxi Village usually don’t eat them.
The reason is very simple. The braising soup for pickling salted duck eggs requires fennel, star anise, bay leaves, and other spices. A lot of salt must also be added to the braising soup. Such a pot of braising soup is not so cheap in this era.
Even though the braising soup can be reused, various spices still need to be added again. A salted egg costs five cents, which means to the villagers of Huaxi Village - it is possible but not necessary.
For five cents, you can buy a small bowl of offal soup and a plate of flatbread from Xi Niangzi's family for a full meal; you can also buy a bowl of plain noodles or a bowl of tofu pudding with two fried dough sticks.
No matter how you match them, it is much more economical than buying a salted egg alone.
So when the broth boiled and the salty and fresh aroma wafted out, the little girl couldn't help but stick her head out and asked, "Sister, what did you cook that smells so good?"
"The braising soup makes the eggs delicious." Su Qingluan said, carefully taking out the eggs that had just been soaked in rice vinegar - this was to allow the acetic acid in the rice vinegar to corrode the eggshell, further expanding the pores in the already porous eggshell structure.
This ensures that the salt in the braising soup can fully enter the eggshell, making it easier for the oil in the egg yolk to separate, and the salted eggs made in this way will be more oily.
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