While Su Qingluan was memorizing the recipe for blood sausage, the large plate of blood sausage had already been divided up by the kitchen helpers. Of course, Xu Yuanwei inevitably had to eat the first bite of the pie.
"Eat, eat, eat! How come you guys are so efficient at work? Get busy after you've eaten! Especially those of you who already have work to do. Are you waiting for customers to come to the kitchen to cook for you?!"
When Su Qingluan left Hongfulou, she could still hear Xu Yuanwei's loud curses from afar. Su Qingluan smiled to herself, wondering if the guests in front of her had been scared away by the thunderous curses.
When Su Qingluan arrived home, Yang had been waiting for her at home for a long time, chopping chicken feed in the backyard.
When he heard Su Qingluan enter, he hurried out to greet her: "Where on earth have you been, girl? I turned my head and you disappeared! You seemed quite quiet before, how come you're running faster than a rabbit in the blink of an eye?"
Su Qingluan smiled and stuck out her tongue, then raised the blood sausage in her hand. "I made it at Hongfulou. If I waited until home, the daylily would have cooled down, and the fresh pig's blood would have solidified."
"Then why don't you say something? I thought you were kidnapped by that kidnapper!" When Yang said the last few words, her voice trembled a little. Su Qingluan was stunned, and then she understood what Yang was worried about.
She was holding the blood sausage, but she still put her head into Yang's arms and rubbed it: "Mother, I was wrong. Next time I will tell you where I am going and not let you worry."
"Hurry up and get up!" Yang was embarrassed by being caught acting like a spoiled brat in the yard in broad daylight. She looked around hurriedly and said, "You're already such a grown-up, why are you trying to get into my arms?"
Su Qingluan grinned, then leaned over to look: "Where's my little sister? Is she asleep?"
"He's asleep." Yang said dotingly, somewhat helplessly. "You seem to be better now. He's not listless anymore. He played hopscotch all morning and wrote a long essay. But he's tired."
Su Qingluan couldn't help but laugh: When she asked her sister to write big characters, she studied hard at first because it was novel, but later she got tired of it and started to slack off.
The little girl must have been feeling suffocated during this period of recuperation, unable to even leave the house. Even writing large characters, which she used to find "boring", must have become "interesting" in Su Xueyan's mind at this moment, right?
Su Qingluan smiled and said, "Let her sleep. She's in good health now. A little more sleep will help her recuperate better. Father will be busy these days."
"That's right. He has been out since early morning and I don't know how long he will be back." Although she said this, Yang also understood that Su Guangfu was also a person who could not sit still. In the past few days, he could not help but go to the river to catch shrimps - although it was because his daughter wanted to eat it, but it was also true that he was bored.
Su Qingluan turned to Yang and said, "Mother, I'll come back and cook the blood sausage. I'll go to the town later. I need to visit from time to time."
Yang nodded: "You also said that the food was made for the rich, so we can't be careless, otherwise they will be happy and give us a lot of money. If they are not satisfied, we will pursue it. Daya, after all, we are just ordinary people..."
Thinking about how her family was almost kidnapped by the Xie family but was secretly stopped by Mu Xingzhi, Su Qingluan muttered with a subtle expression: "They are not just ordinary people..."
"Daya, what did you say?"
"Nothing, I'm going to cook blood sausage!" Su Qingluan quickly said this and ran to the kitchen.
Yang had already finished cooking in the furnace, and she also planned to blanch the pork belly she had bought to remove the fishy smell.
Su Qingluan took a closer look at the pork belly. The skin was a light brown. It was probably because Yang had roasted the skin over a fire. This destroyed the sebaceous glands on the surface, which not only burned off the fine pig hairs but also emphasized the fishy smell of the skin.
Onion, ginger, star anise and cinnamon had been put into the water for blanching the pork belly. Su Qingluan looked at the state of the water. It was not boiling, and not even tiny bubbles appeared.
"Mother, how long have you been blanching the meat?" Su Qingluan stretched her neck out to look at Yang who was still busy in the backyard.
Yang turned her head to look at her: "I came back to coax your sister to take a nap. It's only been less than a cup of tea since I lit the stove." Su Qingluan calculated the time and touched the water temperature with her hand - it was still warm, not even scalding.
Su Qingluan poked her head out again: "Then I'll put the blood sausage in and cook it together!"
"Hey, don't put it in there!" Yang heard this and quickly wiped her hands on her apron before running to the window that opened onto the backyard and leaning her head towards the kitchen. "Blood sausage can easily explode if you don't cook it right. I don't know how to cook it!"
Su Qingluan smiled: "It's okay, it's just a blood sausage, it won't take too long. I'll go back to the town after I finish cooking the sausage - there are some things I can do there."
Obviously, the heat for blanching pork belly and boiling blood sausage is different, but pork belly cannot be cooked through in a short time, so Su Qingluan simply turned down the heat and focused on the blood sausage first.
After deflation several times, the contents of the blood sausage stopped leaking out, and Su Qingluan knew that the liquid inside had gradually solidified.
Considering that after the blood sausage is sliced, sauerkraut will be added to cook together to make it tasty, Su Qingluan did not cover the blood tofu with a lid and simmer it for a while this time. Instead, she took it out and put it aside. When the temperature dropped, she cut it into slices about the thickness of a thumb and placed them on a plate.
"Mother, I've already cooked the blood tofu. I'm going to town now! After you cook the sauerkraut and pork belly slices, you can cook the blood sausage for a while longer, no more than a quarter of an hour, otherwise it will be overcooked and not tender and tasty!"
"Okay, I remember. Come back early for dinner!" Yang said loudly in the backyard.
Su Qingluan responded and turned around and walked quickly towards the town.
Today, the first batch of 25 sets, totaling 100 cans of the "Four Seasons" series jam ingredients have been completely produced, including various auxiliary ingredients, which have also been fully integrated. They are waiting to be canned and packaged, and then taken away by the Xie family and transported to the capital for sale.
After this busy period, tomorrow all they have to do is pack the jam into the prepared jars, which is a very easy task - there are a total of fifty or sixty people in front of them, and they don’t even need to come for many of them. Even if there are only Liu Yunniang and Su Qingluan, they can pack a hundred jars in less than half a day.
However, in order to ensure careful packaging, Su Qingluan still ordered five other people, including Zhaodi and Aunt Zou, plus Liu Yunniang and herself, to control the packaging tomorrow.
Considering that tomorrow's work is easy and should only take half a day to complete, everyone will receive half a day's wages, and the rest of the people can have a day off tomorrow and continue working the day after tomorrow.
Although they wouldn't get paid tomorrow, most people were still happy to hear they had a day off. The people Su Qingluan had chosen all came from families considered poor even in the entire village, so they were also happy to have the opportunity to work overtime.
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