This pickled vegetable recipe was taught to her by an old lady from Sichuan who lived next door when she was working in the south.
Kimchi can be eaten with porridge, wrapped in pancakes, added to stir-fries, or wrapped in rice balls. There are many ways to eat it. It is very tasty and refreshing. It can make people eat an extra bowl of rice in the hot summer.
Wash all the ingredients to be put in and let them dry naturally. Slice the ingredients that need to be sliced and set aside.
Then put the dried vegetables into the jar one by one, starting with the rolled long beans, peppers, ginger, and garlic, and finally the chopped white radish, filling the entire jar, and then add the special kimchi water.
The water for kimchi must be oil-free boiled water with an appropriate amount of coarse salt added.
Don’t fill the pot too full with kimchi water, then add some ingredients and a jar of kimchi is ready.
Put the lid on, pour a ladle of boiled water on the edge of the jar to seal it, and leave the rest to time.
Making kimchi is very quick and not as troublesome as making spicy cabbage. It took less than half an hour to make two jars of kimchi.
The vegetables such as long beans and peppers were taken out from the space by Li Qingyun and pretended to be placed in the cellar. Qinghuan also said that she kept these vegetables very fresh.
In recent times, a lot of the vegetables previously stored in the space have been consumed, and some buns, some ready-made dishes, fruits, etc. have also been eaten, but there are still a lot left, which is estimated to be enough for them to eat for more than half a year.
"I'm so tired." Li Qingyun pounded his waist.
"Sister, you take a rest. I'll make dinner for you." Qinghuan was fine. She was used to working all year round. This amount of work was nothing to her. Besides, making these delicious dishes made her feel very happy and satisfied.
"Let's do it together. Let's cook the pheasant Qingyue brought yesterday tonight so we can eat something fresh. I just happen to have some green chilies left over. Let's make spicy chicken."
"Then I'll help you, big sister. I've never done this before and I'm afraid it might be ruined."
"Okay, help me light the fire. I'll teach you once and you'll be good at it. It's easy."
Qinghuan steamed the sweet potato rice first, and Li Qingyun processed the pheasant, cut it into small pieces, marinated it with some soy sauce and ginger slices, and began to prepare the ingredients. The marinated chicken was put into a 60% hot oil pan, and fried on medium-low heat until the moisture of the chicken was dried up and it became golden and crispy, then removed from the oil and set aside.
Leave some oil in the pan, add chopped green onion and ginger slices and stir-fry until fragrant, then add a handful of peppercorns, a star anise, and two bay leaves and stir-fry until fragrant, then add a handful of dried chili segments and stir-fry until fragrant, pour in the chicken pieces, and finally add green chili segments and some seasonings, stir well and serve, a spicy and fragrant spicy chicken is ready.
It was spicy and choking, but it looked very tempting. The green and red peppers were matched very nicely. Li Qingyun couldn't wait to taste it. Hmm, it was delicious. Qinghuan also tasted it and said it was spicy.
"Mom, what are you doing? I smelled the smell at the door. Why is it so choking?" Dabao shouted in the yard.
"Dabao, are you back? It's just in time that you're back. I have a task for you." Li Qingyun used two small bowls to fill each with pheasant meat. It wasn't much, but it was a token of my appreciation.
"There are two bowls of meat in this basket. One bowl goes to your godfather's house, and the other bowl goes to your grandparents'. If your grandparents ask where it came from, just say your aunt brought it here yesterday.
Also, be careful on the road and don’t let anyone see you. If you do get seen, just say it’s pork we made at home, okay?”
"I understand. I'll go then." Dabao quickly put down his schoolbag, took the basket and left. At the door, he happened to meet his father who was coming back from work.
Li Qingyun also fried some potatoes and shredded pork, and made a pot of seaweed and egg drop soup, and that was it for dinner.
After washing up, Gu Tingzhou came over to help set the table. After Dabao came back with the meat, the family sat down to eat.
Only a few people in their family knew about the meat in their cellar. They didn't tell Cheng Jie or the people in the old house. The fewer people who knew about these things, the safer it was. Qinghuan only knew about the meat in the cellar, but most of it was actually still in Li Qingyun's space.
The meat exposed in the cellar alone is enough to make people's mouths water, so they have to be extra careful and pay attention.
Especially at the old house, Gu's father and mother might help to conceal it, but Gu's sister-in-law might not. She might even think that they have so much meat and they didn't share some with them, so it's better not to test human nature.
Today's pheasant was brought by her sister from her mother's family. It is reasonable and not out of the ordinary to share it between the two families.
Today's spicy chicken was loved by the whole family. It was just too spicy, and the spicier it was, the more we wanted to eat it.
Dabao took a bite and drank a large glass of water because it was too spicy. He still wanted to eat more, but Gu Tingzhou ordered him to eat only three pieces of meat at most. He looked at Li Qingyun pitifully with his mouth pursed.
"Be obedient, Dabao. If you like it, I'll make it less spicy next time. This one is too spicy and will make your stomach uncomfortable.
The shredded potatoes and pork are delicious too. Come on, have some." Li Qingyun comforted him by picking up some dishes.
"Okay then, you must make it next time." Dabao looked at the plate of spicy chicken reluctantly.
There is actually not much meat in a pheasant. Although the pheasants in autumn are fatter, they only have more than two pounds of meat after the feathers are plucked. There is even less after stir-frying. I gave some to the other two families, and there was not much left at home. Each person ate a few pieces of meat, and that was not much.
After dinner, Qinghuan cleaned up the dishes, Dabao did his homework, and Gu Tingzhou was responsible for washing the clothes that the family had taken off in the past two days.
Qinghuan washed all her dirty clothes after she took them off. After all, they had to avoid suspicion when living together.
Li Qingyun locked the chickens in the pigsty, put away the dried cabbages and placed them on the shelves in the cellar, then went back to the house.
Speaking of the chicken at home, it was brought by Gu's mother as a side dish when the family gathered for a dinner to celebrate when Gu Tingwu was arrested last time.
This hen was well taken care of by Gu's mother. It laid an egg on the first day it came. Li Qingyun simply kept it. After all, it was free-range and could find food for itself. She just had to let it out every morning and lock it in the pigpen at night. It was not a big deal.
There was just one thing: there was a lot of chicken droppings in the yard. Li Qingyun endured it for the sake of the chicken laying an egg every day. Anyway, whoever saw it at home would clean it up, sweep it up and dump it into the private plot as fertilizer.
After tidying herself up, Li Qingyun looked after Erbao while knitting a sweater for Gu Tingzhou. When he came back before, he was wearing the casual clothes from his previous home. Recently, he had been working too hard and many of his clothes were old and torn.
Li Qingyun patched his clothes so that he could continue to wear them while working, and planned to knit him a sweater as a base and make him two new coats.
It would be inconvenient to trouble others with these things, so she had to do them herself. However, with the memories of her original body, making clothes was not difficult for her.
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