Chapter 82: Cold-mixed ash greens and scrambled bird eggs with garlic
Sang Yu passed two soaked bamboo sticks through the rabbit's cut mouth and out through its buttocks.
Then chop off two short bamboo sticks and place them horizontally inside the rabbit's abdomen to expand the chest cavity. The whole rabbit becomes very flat, making it easier to roast.
The fire had been burning for quite a while. When the fire died down, Sang Yu placed the bamboo skewers with rabbit meat on the stones piled on both sides.
Seeing that the bamboo sticks were not uneven or sliding, he nodded with satisfaction.
"Big brother, just watch for a moment. Brush some oil on the rabbit meat and turn it over. I'll get some sugar water to brush it on later."
Sang Yu found a fresh cattail stick and handed it to Sang Xingjia to use as a brush. Then he turned around and went back to the shed to continue his work, leaving Sang Xingjia and Sang Xinghao looking at each other in bewilderment.
Sang Xingjia asked, "Little brother, do you know how long a quarter of an hour is?"
Sang Xinghao shook his head blankly: "I don't know."
"I don't know either!"
Looking at the rabbit being roasted and smoking on the fire, Sang Xingjia suddenly felt overwhelmed.
There was no sundial, clepsydra, or incense to help tell the time. How could he tell how long a quarter of an hour had passed? How could he know when to turn the rabbit over?
Sang Yu on the other side knew nothing about this. She shook out the dried gray vegetables, cut off some garlic cloves, crushed them and put them into a bowl.
Pour a little oil into the pan and bring it to boiling, then pour it into the garlic bowl to bring out the aroma.
It’s a pity for Sangyu. It would taste better if there were chili peppers.
Add a large spoonful of salt and half a spoonful of sugar to the bowl and mix well, then pour it into the shaken ash leaves and mix well.
A simple and refreshing cold-mixed gray vegetable is ready. It will taste better if you let it sit for a while before eating.
Sang Yongjing and his wife had not returned yet, so it was a bit too early to stir-fry the garlic. Sang Yu walked towards Sang Xingjia with a bowl of thick sugar water that had just been melted, not knowing how the rabbit was being roasted.
"...Is this the rabbit you roasted?"
Looking at the rabbit being roasted sizzling on the fire in front of him, Sang Yu's eyes went dark.
Wild rabbits themselves have less fat, and they will also produce oil when roasted.
But the situation before him was obviously different. No wild rabbit would be covered in oil, dripping constantly.
"I don't know if a quarter of an hour has passed, I can only..." Sang Xingjia stopped defending himself halfway.
Because he didn't know how much time had passed, he could only count in his mind. Every time he counted to one thousand, he would rub oil on the rabbit and turn it over. Before he knew it, the rabbit was covered in oil.
Sang Yu took the oil can from his hand and took a look. There was originally more than half a can of oil, but now only the bottom of the can was left. It seemed that it was almost used up.
"You..." She wanted to curse, but then she thought that she had not explained herself clearly, and there was really no way to determine the time now.
The complaining words finally turned into a sigh: "Oh, let me bake it instead."
Rabbits are relatively lean. When roasting them over a fire, if you don't apply a layer of oil on them every once in a while, the skin will easily become burnt and dry and taste bad.
In this case, there is definitely no need to apply oil again.
Sang Yu picked up the cattail stick that was previously used to apply oil, dipped it in sugar water, and slowly brushed it on the rabbit meat to remove the thick layer of soybean oil covering it.
Since she did it herself, she naturally didn't need to calculate the time deliberately. She could just observe the color of the rabbit's skin to know whether to turn it over.
The sticky sugar water slowly dripped down the rabbit's limbs and fell onto the burning firewood, making crackling sounds and spreading a sweet fragrance.
When Sang Yongjing and Xie Qiujin came back, they could smell the fragrance from a distance and couldn't help but quicken their pace. When they saw the rabbit roasting on the fire, their eyes lit up.
"Yu'er, what is this rabbit...?" He had already guessed it in his heart, but Sang Yongjing couldn't help asking more questions. It smelled really good.
"When you go to Qingxi Village tomorrow, send the rabbit and some snacks to Village Chief Shen." Sang Yu said bluntly.
Xie Qiujin couldn't help but say, "He didn't help much. Sending wine should be enough. Our family hasn't eaten meat for a long time."
It would be fine if she just resisted eating it herself, but she really couldn't bear to spend money to buy meat and give it to others.
Sang Yu turned the rabbit over and explained to them with a smile: "Give half to him and keep the other half for ourselves. This rabbit is quite big, there is enough for us to eat."
Hearing her say this, Xie Qiujin felt much better. After washing her hands, she asked her, "Is there anything else you need to do? I'll help you."
Sang Yu shook her head. "Nothing much. Grandma has already helped prepare the dishes. Once the rabbit is almost roasted, I'll stir-fry two more dishes and we can have dinner."
When she talked about eating, she remembered something: "Mom, please wash some rice and cook a pot of rice."
I haven't cooked rice properly since I hulled it. Today's dishes are perfect to go with rice or wine, and they go perfectly with the fragrant rice.
"Okay, I'll be there right away." Xie Qiujin agreed readily and got busy quickly. With the delicious food in front of her, the fatigue from a busy day was relieved a lot.
As time went by, the fire under the rabbit gradually became smaller and a lot of grayish-white ashes appeared on the surface.
Sang Yu reached out and tested the temperature, feeling that it wouldn't burn easily. She looked at Sang Xingjia who was sitting beside her watching her bake and asked, "Brother, have you figured it out? I'll leave it to you."
Sang Xingjia looked hesitant. It seemed simple, but how to grasp the opportunity was still a problem. He was afraid that he might not be able to do it well.
"It's okay. The fire is much lower than before, so it won't burn. Pay attention to the edge of the top layer. When it starts to dry out, it means it's time to flip it over."
Sang Yu patted his shoulder gently to comfort him and taught him a little trick.
Back in the shed, the pot of rice was bubbling over the fire, and a faint rice aroma wafted out with the smoke.
Sang Yu couldn't help but sniff it a few more times. She hadn't smelled this fragrance of rice for a long time. Just by smelling it in her mouth, she couldn't help but start to drool.
Take out four bird eggs, crack the eggshells one by one to take out the egg liquid, add half a spoonful of salt and a spoonful of water to the egg liquid, stir evenly and set aside.
Cut the garlic cloves that had their heads cut off earlier and a bunch of whole garlic cloves into sections and set them aside.
After everything was prepared, Sang Yu took the rice pot off the shelf and continued to cook it on the firewood.
Then he took another large earthenware jar, poured most of the remaining oil in the oil tank into it, and poured in all the evenly stirred bird egg liquid. After it was shaped, he turned it over twice and served it for later use.
Add a little soybean oil to the pan, add the garlic cloves, and stir-fry until half cooked. Then add the garlic leaves. When the garlic leaves begin to darken in color, add the egg and a spoonful of salt, stir well, and remove from the pan.
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