Chapter 251: The Trap for Jiang Juan
The first step in making clear sauce pork is to cut the meat into five-pound chunks.
Jiang Wanwan dug out the old scale left by the previous owner at home.
The old scale has a curved hook on one side and a 250-gram weight on the other. Sixteen taels equal one jin.
There are sixteen scales on the scale bar, each scale represents one tael. There is also an interesting story about these sixteen scales.
The sixteen scales correspond to the stars. The seven stars in front of the scale bar represent the Big Dipper, the next six are the Southern Dipper, and the remaining three are "Fu", "Shou" and "Lu".
When doing business, you have to use an old scale to weigh the amount for your customers. Giving one or two taels less means you lack blessings, giving two or three taels less means you lack blessings, longevity, and wealth.
Jiang Wanwan heard this statement from a small businessman when she was begging. She found it very interesting and kept it in mind.
This kind of scale is convenient for weighing things, but it is difficult to use it to evenly measure out five kilograms of meat from thirty kilograms.
Jiang Wanwan led the army to the battle, but got stuck before he even left the city gate.
She held the knife and looked at the scale, not knowing how to divide the piece of meat into several standard five-pound portions.
Of course you can order more or less, but due to her previous bold words, Jiang Wanwan was afraid that the weight of the meat would be wrong, which would affect the taste of the braised pork in clear sauce.
She was still worried, and it was already late noon.
At noon, Shen Xingjiang and his subordinates were training in the mountains. They walked far and came across a field of wild fruits that no one had picked. He used his coat to make a pocket and picked a large bag of wild fruits. He was afraid that the fruits would be crushed in the training ground, so he took the time to send the fruits home first.
There are mountain cucumbers, red mushrooms, and mountain grapes.
The red hawthorn fruits were the size of a fingernail, also known as sugar plums. Jiang Wanwan had never eaten them before and found them curious. Shen Xingjiang washed a handful by the well, picked off the stem, and fed one to Jiang Wanwan.
Jiang Wanwan has never eaten hawthorn.
The little thing is about the size of a small cherry, tastes a bit sour and astringent, and is quite appetizing.
Shen Xingjiang told her: "Eat less. If you eat too much, you may not be able to go to the toilet and need to see a doctor."
Jiang Wanwan nodded, took out two plates from the kitchen, and put the wild grapes and red wolfberries on them respectively.
Wild grapes are not big in size and are black-purple in color, but the flesh is firm, sweet and sour and full of juice.
The fruit of the red wolfberry is bitter, but it has the effect of clearing toxins and relieving fever, so she plans to brew it with rock sugar.
Shen Xingjiang squatted by the well to wash his hands. After washing, he turned around and found that Jiang Wanwan had a frown on her face. She was not happy to see the food, and seemed to have something heavy on her mind.
He splashed the water in his hand on her face: "What are you worried about?"
He is usually cold and quiet to others.
He observes his young wife in great detail and pays attention to everything she does.
Qin Xiao also ate two red mushrooms nearby, which were so bitter that she found a wall to spit.
There were drops of water on Jiang Wanwan's face, like the crabapple blossoms peeking in from the west window, accidentally touched by raindrops, becoming more delicate.
She pulled Shen Xingjiang's clothes and said, "I want to make braised pork in soy sauce, but I bought thirty kilograms at once and don't know how to divide it into five-kilogram pieces."
Shen Xingjiang held her soft hand and walked towards the kitchen: "I'll help you divide it."
"How?"
Jiang Wanwan was curious about what he wanted to do.
The pork buttocks were placed on the chopping board. The white part was like grease, shiny and oily. The red part was tender and elastic.
The meat-cutting knife at home had just been sharpened. Shen Xingjiang picked up the knife and weighed the meat with his hand. The thirty kilograms of meat seemed as light as a piece of white paper in his hand.
He put the meat down and, without measuring, cut it into two long strips with one knife. Because of the different widths and thicknesses, the two portions were different sizes.
Shen Xingjiang took the old scale, hung the meat on it, moved the weight, and it was exactly five pounds.
He measured another piece of meat, which also weighed five pounds.
Putting the meat down, he divided the remaining meat into four 5-jin pieces with a few cuts. There were a few extra pieces, which the butcher cut a little more for.
Jiang Wanwan admires him to death.
"How did you tell them apart?"
She shook her hand up and down: "Just weigh it twice and you will know"
Shen Xingjiang was very satisfied with Jiang Wanwan's expression. He held the meat and asked, "What do you want to do? How do you do it?"
Shen Xingjiang was like a god in Jiang Wanwan's eyes. She didn't think twice and said, "Rub the pepper powder and salt on the meat, spread it evenly, and squeeze out the moisture from the meat."
The cooking skills were evaluated on a family basis. Chen Xingjiang's cooking was delicious and tasty. He had the strength to stir-fry and had good knife skills. He knew how to cook a dish and could easily replicate the dish.
Jiang Wanwan...
Jiang Wanwan...
Jiang Wanwan practiced her knife skills very hard. She could cut into strips but not shreds, and into cubes but not slices. She used the same seasonings when cooking, but because she didn't have the cooking feel, the food was either burnt or not fully cooked.
It is okay to make vegetarian dishes, because the vegetables can be washed and fried in the pan, without the need to control the heat too much.
After listening to the steps of cooking meat, Shen Xingjiang easily got started, quickly rubbed the seasoning on the surface of the meat and squeezed out the moisture.
Squeeze out the moisture, put the meat on a clean board, press the meat with the board, put stones on the meat, and marinate it for seven days to squeeze out the moisture in the meat. This is called "Salt Seven".
It takes seven days to do this.
Shen Xingjiang put the meat away and fried a plate of shredded potatoes with chili peppers and stewed eggplant with potatoes. The simple side dishes had the aroma of homely cooking.
Jiang Wanwan and Qin Xiao also concentrated on eating and praised the food highly.
After dinner, Shen Xingjiang went to the training ground.
Qin Xiao also leaned back in the chair and touched her round belly: "Who said that we must make clear sauce pork?"
"If you find your own man to do it, does it count as doing it yourself?"
Jiang Wanwan really wanted to sew her mouth shut.
Shen Xingjiang didn't come back for dinner, so Qin Xiao also took charge of the cooking. After waiting for a while, Qin Botang came back.
Jiang Wanwan looked behind him: "Where's Jiang Jun?"
Qin Botang observed the dishes on the table and found that they were all vegetarian. He had been eating well recently and had forgotten the hardships on the train. He started to be picky about food again: "I met your mother on the way. Your mother said it was her birthday and asked Jiang Juan to come over for a meal."
Jiang Wanwan remembered Song Xiangwu's birthday, and it was indeed nearby.
But she felt something was wrong.
She couldn't eat anymore, so she took out an electric baton from the house and said, "I'll go over there and take a look."
Qin Xiao was also worried about him, so he took the bowl from Qin Botang's hand. Qin Botang opened his mouth, but his hands were empty: "What are you doing?"
Qin Xiao also pulled him along: "Something might have happened to Jiang Juan."
Qin Botang followed her and said, "I think his mother is quite gentle. What can happen?"
Qin Xiaoye: "You'll know when you get there."
Jiang Wanwan's family compound is quite far from where Jiang Lian and her family live. She usually feels quiet there. Thinking of Jiang Jun, she feels that it is so far away and wonders why she hasn't reached the destination yet.
Qin Xiao also comforted her: "It hasn't been long yet, it should be fine. After all, she is your biological mother, she shouldn't do anything too extreme."
Jiang Wanwan frowned: "Cheng Sile suddenly came here and wanted to marry Jiang Jun. I'm afraid today was a trap set for Jiang Jun."
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