Chapter 130: Stir-fried Shredded Pork
"But you've been talking for so long, and there's nothing special about it?" She felt that Sang Xingjia's words were inevitably a bit exaggerated.
Sang Xingjia waved his hand: "Hey, little sister, don't be anxious, I haven't gotten to the point yet."
"After the roof was completed, Carpenter Wang led us to start building the walls. At first I thought we could just put a whole bamboo in and stand it up, but that turned out to be completely different."
"...Can you get to the point?" Sang Yu was a little impatient to continue listening. She wanted to know the progress rather than what they had done today.
Sang Xingjia was rebuked and realized he was being a bit long-winded, so he quickly picked out the key points and said, "Carpenter Wang picked up a bamboo and tapped it lightly with his knife a few times, then dropped it to the ground. The whole, intact bamboo broke evenly into eight pieces, straighter than if it had been split with a knife. Isn't that a real skill?"
Carpenter Wang can do more than just carpentry work. He also makes bamboo furniture such as bamboo chairs and stools from time to time.
He has his own unique technique on how to quickly split a whole bamboo into small strips, but is this a skill worth showing off?
Sang Yu:...She shouldn't have believed that Sang Xingjia could say anything useful. It was a pure waste of time.
She looked at Sang Yongjing and asked, "How is the house going? How many walls have been built?"
Sang Yongjing, who was drinking water over there, quickly swallowed the water in his mouth: "We've only built two sides. The main thing is that we need to clean the bamboo joints, so the speed is a bit slow."
All they have to do is clean the bamboo nodes inside the split bamboo strips, and then weave them into a tight grid horizontally on the vertical frame fixed between the pillars, just like weaving a basket.
This is like the steel skeleton in the wall, and then you need to apply mud layer by layer to thicken it to form the wall.
"It's not too slow. At this rate, the house should be completed in a few days."
Sang Yu made a rough estimate in his mind and gained a new understanding of the speed of house construction in this era. As long as there was enough money, a house could be easily built in ten days.
While we were chatting, the chicken soup in the pot was almost done.
Sang Yu added some radishes into the pot, covered it and cooked it for a while, then got up and started to make another dish.
She bought some cornel powder and used it to let her family try the taste first. If they were satisfied with it, she could try making a smaller amount and selling it in the city next time.
Because she didn't know what dogwood powder tasted like, Sang Yu planned to make a simple stir-fried shredded pork dish.
Pour more oil into the pot and heat it to 60% to 70% hot. Add the lean pork belly that has been marinated in advance and stir-fry until the pork shreds completely change color and the surface is slightly charred. Remove from the pot and drain the oil.
Leave some oil in the pot, pour in cornel powder and Sichuan peppercorns, stir-fry until fragrant, then add minced ginger and garlic.
Then pour in the shredded pork and stir-fry quickly to evenly coat the pork with the chili powder. Add a little salt and sugar, stir-fry evenly and then serve.
The moment the dogwood powder comes into contact with the hot oil, the spicy smell spreads all around.
Sang Xinghao couldn't stand the smell and sneezed three times in a row. He quickly ran to the upwind position to avoid it.
Sang Yongjing's eyes lit up at the fragrance. "Yu'er, is this dogwood powder?"
It was not as if he had accomplished nothing in the capital. At least he knew exactly which restaurant had the best food and which market had the best snacks, and he often brought some food and drinks back for his three children.
His favorite, of course, is the dish with dogwood or dogwood powder. It tastes a bit pungent at first, but becomes more and more delicious the more you eat it. Even if he is sweating profusely, he is reluctant to put down his chopsticks.
"Yes, I thought our family needed to find something to do, so I bought some cornel powder to try. If it tastes good, I can make some snacks and sell them in the city to earn some extra money."
Sang Yu answered with a smile on her face, but she was a little disappointed in her heart. The taste of dogwood powder is indeed a bit similar to that of chili pepper, both of which have a pungent smell, but there are some differences between them.
There are many types of chili peppers, but taking the most common chili powder as an example, after being stimulated by hot oil, only a strong aroma bursts out.
Although the dogwood powder would emit a fragrance after being stirred in hot oil, Sang Yu could faintly smell a bitter taste, as if the fruit had been picked before it was ripe, which always made her feel a little strange.
Maybe it tastes good. With this expectation, after the chicken soup was served on the table and the meal started, she reached for the stir-fried shredded pork with her first chopstick.
The particles of dogwood powder are extremely fine but have a strong presence, and are evenly wrapped on the shredded meat.
As soon as it touches your saliva, it melts in your mouth, and a complex flavor similar to that of mountain pepper mixed with Sichuan pepper comes out, with a unique grassy fragrance and a slight numbing feeling.
The shredded pork stir-fried quickly over high heat has a smooth and tender texture, with a little juice. The dogwood powder removes the lingering fishy smell and adds a bit of fragrance.
Overall, the taste was pretty good. It was just a little less spicy, with a more pronounced numbness, completely different from the spicy flavor Sang Yu was looking for.
It makes sense that dogwood has left the stage in later generations and the spiciness is completely handed over to chili peppers. Compared with chili peppers, this thing is indeed much inferior.
Sang Yongjing, however, ate with gusto, praising the food repeatedly: "Yu'er, the food you cook is truly the best in the world. I've eaten at so many restaurants in the capital, but I've never had shredded pork this delicious."
"Will this flavor be popular?" Sang Yu asked hesitantly.
She could think of many delicacies with pepper and sesame flavors. If street snacks were added, pepper and sesame Bobo chicken and cold pot skewers from the Sichuan and Chongqing regions would occupy a place, not to mention others. However, she was not sure whether this flavor would have a market.
"Of course!" Sang Yongjing suddenly became excited. "It's so spicy and fragrant. It's so delicious."
The taste of pepper and numbing is magical. When you first put it in your mouth, you will feel a numbness on the tip of your tongue, followed by a spicy taste. Your lips will tremble when you eat it, but you can't help but continue eating it. The more you eat, the more delicious it becomes, and you can't stop at all.
Since they were going to do market research, Sang Yu naturally wouldn't just listen to his one-sided words, and turned her inquiring gaze towards others.
Sang Xingjia couldn't handle spicy food very well. Even the spiciness of the dogwood was enough to make his lips swell. Seeing Sang Yu looking over, he nodded quickly: "Hiss, delicious!"
Sang Xinghao, who used to sneeze when he smelled spicy food, now put chopsticks of food into his mouth one after another, as if he didn't feel the spiciness at all.
"Little brother, don't you think it's spicy?" Sang Yu was a little surprised.
"It's not spicy, just numbing, and tastes delicious." Sang Xinghao initially picked up a piece of shredded pork with the idea of just trying it, but he immediately fell in love with the spicy taste.
Sang Yu looked at Xie Qiujin and her grandmother again, and seeing that they both nodded in praise, she felt a little more confident.
After the house is built, she will try to make a pot of cold pot skewers and sell them.
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