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Cut the tender pork liver into thin slices and soak it in clean water to remove the blood. Then add two chilies and stir-fry to make a delicious dish.
The kidneys cut into squid-like shapes are already being cooked in a large bowl with white wine and ginger slices, and the brown pig blood in the wooden basin is also floating in the clear water. These are quick dishes that do not require much stewing.
The real big head was still placed in the wooden basin in the yard, and the half-cut ribs were domineeringly announcing their existence. Xuan Yu and the others were busy cutting the mountain paste into even pieces of meat, and Du Heng had already taken a knife of pork belly and cut it into pieces while the meat was still warm.
The braised pork was already being simmered in the small pot. As soon as the sponge cake in the big pot was done steaming, Du Heng prepared to simmer the rice for lunch.
While waiting for the sponge cake to be steamed, Du Heng had already prepared four dishes. He had made soup dumplings and sponge cake in the morning, so it was a bit difficult to prepare a table of domineering pig-killing dishes at this time. He planned to make a simple meal at noon and prepare a big meal at night.
As he was talking, the sponge cake had already been steamed for three incense sticks. Du Heng brought the steamer to the dining table: "The snacks are ready! Anyone want some sponge cake?"
The sponge cake in the steamer is like a pink gem, looking pink and tender. Du Heng greased the chopping board with oil, and then turned the sponge cake upside down on the chopping board. At this time, you can see the mystery inside the sponge cake. From the side, the sponge cake is layered.
The pink rice flour was sandwiched with red bean cake layers, and you could see red beans irregularly embedded in the middle. A faint sweet fragrance spread in the kitchen and was drawn into the courtyard by the formation.
Soon, the demon cultivators in the courtyard rushed in. Chonghua sniffed as soon as he entered the door: "What's that smell? Sweet."
Du Heng cut a few times on the sponge cake, and it was divided into evenly spaced fan-shaped pieces. Du Heng enthusiastically called out to everyone, "Try it now."
Xiaoxiao is always the first to show support. He took a big bite of the sponge cake and then let out a whooshing laugh.
Feng Gui pinched a piece of sponge cake and commented: "It looks plain, but it feels soft." After he took a bite, Feng Gui commented again: "It's soft, different from the previous cakes, but also delicious."
The sponge cake just out of the pan has the fragrance of the spirit rice, and it tastes loose and soft. Moreover, the sponge cake is very elastic and chewier than cake. Jing Nan liked it at the first bite: "Hey, this is good, I like the red beans in it." The candied red beans mixed with the rice flour look good and taste good. The soft red beans do not have such a strong grainy feeling, but the taste is completely different from the surrounding rice flour when chewed.
Du Heng looked around and found that Xuan Yu was not in the kitchen. He walked to the kitchen door and saw Xuan Yu standing in the yard, looking at the sky, wondering what he was thinking.
Du Heng turned back, took a piece of sponge cake and walked over to him: "What are you looking at?"
Xuan Yu smiled and said, "It will snow heavily, and it may not stop snowing before the New Year." Du Heng handed over the sponge cake and said, "It doesn't matter if it doesn't stop. Anyway, we have food at home. At worst, we can just stay at home."
Xuan Yu took a bite of the sponge cake from Du Heng's hand. Du Heng carefully observed Xuan Yu's expression. He raised his eyebrows slightly after taking a bite of the sponge cake. Du Heng handed the sponge cake to Xuan Yu's mouth: "Is it delicious?"
Xuan Yu took another bite and tasted it carefully: "Delicious."
Du Heng handed the pastry to Xuan Yu: "I made a lot of it. I knew you would like the taste."
Xuan Yu asked slowly, "Did you make this specially for me?" Du Heng didn't react for a moment, he nodded, "Yes, you seem to like sweet things."
Xuan Yu's smile blossomed in his eyes, and his calm face showed a wave in front of Du Heng. He smiled, like a flower blooming on the top of a mountain: "Thank you."
Du Heng actually stared at Xuan Yu's smile for a long time and couldn't come back to his senses. When he came to his senses, his old face turned red and he ran back to the kitchen as if he was escaping for his life: "You're welcome, you're welcome..."
Xuan Yu smiled happily. This year was the most fulfilling New Year since he came to the village. He liked the feeling of having Du Heng at home.
Everyone was unable to eat their fill of sponge cakes. Du Heng put them away after he entered: "Don't eat too much. We still have to eat lunch later. You ate the crab roe soup dumplings first and then stuffed yourself with so much sponge cake. You won't be able to eat any more later."
Everyone smelled the aroma of the braised pork. Compared with the braised pork, the sponge cake was not that attractive.
Lunch included braised pork, stir-fried pork liver, stir-fried kidney, spicy stir-fried pork, and sea duck egg and chicken fir soup. Although there were only five simple dishes, the portion of each dish was very large. The eight of us couldn't finish it in one meal.
After lunch, heavy snow fell. After eating and drinking, everyone dozed off or meditated. They all dispersed. Only Du Heng, Xuan Yu and the three little animals were left at home.
Du Heng stuffed two old clothes of Xuan Yu into the nest of Nian Nian and Sui Sui: "It's snowing, you two are weak, don't run around, just sleep well in the nest." The two chicks snuggled together, staring at Du Heng with their black bean eyes. Du Heng reached out and touched them, and the two chicks actually pecked at Du Heng's hand gently, which made Du Heng laugh: "You haven't even grown all your feathers yet, and you still peck people. Did you learn it from Xiao Xiao?"
Xuan Yu walked in from outside the door: "Should the barrier in the yard be raised?"
There is a barrier in the courtyard. When it is windy and rainy, as long as the barrier is raised, the wind and rain cannot reach the courtyard. Before, Xuan Yu only raised the temperature in the courtyard a little. Now it is snowing heavily. If the barrier is not fully opened, the temperature in the courtyard will still drop, and a layer of white snow will accumulate in the courtyard.
Du Heng thought for a moment and said, "No need to raise it. There is nothing else in the yard."
Spiritual energy is also needed to maintain the barrier. When spiritual energy is insufficient, spiritual stones are needed to replace it. Du Heng thought that there was nothing important in the courtyard anyway, so it would be okay not to upgrade the barrier.
As soon as he finished speaking, Du Heng thought of the thin bamboo: "Will the bamboo freeze to death?"
Xuan Yu said: "I added a barrier to the bamboo alone, so it won't freeze to death."
Du Heng said happily, "Then we won't raise the barrier. We'll close the door at night so the house won't be cold. There's snow in the yard, so Xiao Wonton can play in the snow at home."
The puppy was happiest when seeing snow. Du Heng thought that it would also be a happy thing if he could stand upstairs and see the puppies playing in the yard.
After Du Heng marinated the ribs, he found that Xuan Yu was taking a nap in the chair, which was rare. Xuan Yu supported his forehead with one hand, his eyes were closed, and his long and thick eyelashes left a shadow under his eyes.
Du Heng thought of what Chonghua and the others said before he came to the village. Xuanyu hibernates every year, but because of Du Heng's arrival, Xuanyu was unable to hibernate properly this year.
Seeing Xuan Yu dozing off, Du Heng felt a little distressed. Even though he knew Xuan Yu was a big monster, he was also a human being, and he would get sleepy and tired.
Du Heng called Xuan Yu softly: "Xuan Yu, are you sleepy? Go upstairs and rest?"
Xuan Yu opened his eyes, and there was a little bloodshot in them. Xuan Yu said embarrassedly: "There is no warmth when sleeping alone."
Du Heng looked around the yard. With so much snow, Jing Nan and the others would not come until dinner time. He thought he could sleep with Xuan Yu for an hour. Du Heng said, "I'll sleep with you!"
It was embarrassing to say that it might be because the food was too good after arriving in the village. Du Heng actually had a wet dream, in which he was so happy that his soul flew away. And the other protagonist of the wet dream was Xuan Yu! Du Heng shuddered and woke himself up.
He heard Xuan Yu's even breathing behind him, and Xuan Yu put one arm on his waist. Du Heng got off the bed carefully from the other side awkwardly, tiptoed out of the bedroom and went to the bathroom with a red face.
Xuan Yu was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, a smile on his lips.
When Du Heng finished washing and appeared again, snowflakes were falling outside like goose feathers. Standing on the terrace on the second floor and looking towards the front of the village, all he could see was a sea of white.
There was a formation on the terrace, so the snow could not fall on it. But the heavy snow still lowered the temperature on the terrace. Du Heng stood on the terrace and exhaled, and a cloud of white mist appeared around his mouth. There were footsteps behind him, and he knew it was Xuan Yu without turning around.
Du Heng suddenly felt warm. He turned around and saw Xuan Yu taking out a coat and putting it on him. "Why are you here? Can't you sleep?"
Du Heng smiled and shook his head: "Nap time is short anyway, I've had enough sleep. How about you? Are you still sleepy? Do you want to sleep a little longer?"
Xuan Yu said: "I have rested. What are you looking at?"
Du Heng said, "Look at the snow. The New Year is only two days away. How thick will the snow be? Oh, and the people from Wan Workshop said they would deliver the goods to us before the New Year. Now it's snowing and it's hard to walk. I don't know how they will deliver it. If there is a way to contact them, I can ask them to wait until next spring to deliver it."
Xuan Yu said: "They are not fools. They probably won't come if it snows heavily. This has happened before, and they also waited until the beginning of spring to deliver the goods. In case of extreme weather such as rain and snow, the delivery date can be postponed."
Du Heng breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "That's good."
Du Heng and Xuan Yu leaned on the balcony railings, looked at the snow and chatted for a while. Du Heng looked at the sky and said, "It's time to prepare dinner."
He wanted to cook a pig-killing dish tonight, so he needed to prepare it in advance. One of the hard dishes that Du Heng's family was going to cook was Qiaotou spareribs.
Take five good spare ribs without chopping them, and after marinating, coat them with batter and fry them in a pan. The fried spare ribs are placed on a plate like a bridge, sprinkled with side dishes such as peanuts, and taste crispy and delicious.
Among the pig-killing dishes at Lao Du's house, Qiaotou spareribs are always served as the finale. The domineering spareribs always win praise from the neighbors, and those housewives always ask their parents how to make this dish. However, no matter how hard they try, the taste is not as good as their own.
The spare ribs have been soaked in the sauce for more than an hour. Du Heng put it in before taking a nap. It should be very tasty by now. The spare ribs taken out of the sauce have no fishy smell, only the rich aroma of the sauce. This is Du Heng's secret recipe, which uses more than a dozen seasonings.
Qiaotou spareribs are delicious only when they are freshly fried. Du Heng put the spareribs on a large plate and left them there, preparing to make other dishes.
In fact, he was missing the most important dish for slaughtering pigs, which was the pickled mustard greens. The fresh mustard greens picked from the fields in winter when frost falls are placed in a jar after being dried, sprinkled with salt and rubbed. By the twelfth lunar month, the green vegetables will fade from their emerald green color to yellow-brown.
The pickles at this time are salty and fresh with a little bit of sourness, and they are extremely delicious when used to stew pig blood or pork tofu.
Unfortunately, Du Heng arrived at the village in the beginning of the twelfth lunar month and had no time to grow vegetables or pickle sauerkraut. He could only regretfully cross out the dish of pickled vegetables, pig blood and tofu from his menu.
The evening dishes included stewed tofu with pig blood, stir-fried tender pork liver, Qiaotou spareribs, and braised pork. Although Du Heng had never eaten northern pig-killing dishes, he knew what they were. Du Heng planned to combine the pig-killing dishes from his hometown with those from the north to make a table of pig-killing dishes that belonged to Yikeshu Village.
There doesn't need to be too many dishes, but the quantity should be enough, and it's best if everyone can eat around the hot pot. With this in mind, Du Heng decided to add another dish - pork belly and chicken hot pot.
You can blanch meat slices and cook vegetables in it. It warms your stomach and heart in the winter!
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Du Heng rummaged around in the refrigerator and found two pig stomachs that Xuan Yu had prepared earlier. The unblanched pig stomachs were pink with some dark red marks on them.
Du Heng took out the pig's stomach and put it in a wooden basin. He poured flour and salt on it and rubbed it repeatedly. Xuan Yu sat at the dining table and watched Du Heng rubbing the pig's stomach: "Shall I clean it?"
Xuan Yu, who had lowered his status to clean the internal organs since Du Heng came to the village, was now very experienced in cleaning the intestines and stomach. In fact, he had already cleaned the pig stomach that Du Heng was cleaning now, but Du Heng was very particular when cooking, and he would repeatedly confirm whether all the ingredients were clean.
Du Heng smiled and said, "Okay, you clean the pig's stomach and I'll take care of the hens."
Xuan Yu asked, "Hen? Do you want to stew the chicken and pig's stomach together? Then do you want to get a few more pig's stomachs?" Du Heng smiled and said, "I've already got two pig's stomachs. In fact, some pig's stomach chickens require the chicken to be stuffed into the pig's stomach for cooking, so usually only one pig's stomach is used."
Xuan Yu looked at the pig stomach in his hand, which was only slightly bigger than his two fists, and then looked at the old hen weighing four or five pounds in Du Heng's hand. He thought for a moment and said, "Do you need me to help you cut a hole in the pig stomach?"
There were two holes at both ends of the pig's stomach, and it looked like it couldn't even fit the old hen.
Du Heng smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay. Just help me clean it and I'll take care of it later. We're eating at home, so we don't need a professional presentation. You can chop the pork belly into small pieces and cook it with the chicken, so it will be more flavorful."
Du Heng has made pork tripe and chicken pot many times, and he is familiar with this step!
After cleaning the pig stomach, Du Heng threw it into the pot and blanched it. When blanching meat, white wine and ginger are indispensable, which can remove the fishy smell and increase the deliciousness of the meat. Many chefs will also add other spices during the blanching process to increase the flavor of the ingredients!
The pig stomachs shrank after being heated. The two originally large pig stomachs became only the size of a fist after being scalded. It really didn't look very appetizing.
But when Du Heng picked them up and cut them open, the thick pig stomach revealed its rich interior. The pig stomach that was not stretched open by the chicken was thick and fleshy, and when it was cut open, you could see distinct layers of tendons.
Du Heng likes to eat pig tripe very much, such as pig tripe chicken, pig tripe fried with sauerkraut...Give him a bowl of rice and he can finish the whole bowl of pig tripe.
After cutting the pig's stomach, Du Heng placed it in the casserole next to him. After he chopped the chicken into pieces and blanched them, the two ingredients stayed in the same pot.
Under the eaves, Du Heng lit the stove, and the flames in the stove slowly licked the bottom of the pot. After the water boiled, Du Heng added ginger slices and peppercorns to the pot. He moved the stove to a leeward place, and the steam from the casserole rose and mixed with the falling snow, and the ice and snow seemed to have a little more warmth.
Du Heng clapped his hands and said happily: "I can also throw a cockroach in it later, and the soup will definitely be very delicious. Oh, by the way, I can also cut a winter bamboo shoot and put it in, so that I can also eat the bamboo shoot!"
Xuan Yu smiled and said, "Well, everything you cook is delicious."
When the rich aroma of the pig stomach and chicken came out, Feng Gui and his friends came over on the snow: "It's not even time to eat yet, but I can already smell the aroma of chicken soup. Are we ready for dinner now?"
Du Heng said honestly, "Not yet." The soup was not cooked yet, the ribs were not fried yet, but the guests came in. Du Heng was a little embarrassed.
Xuan Yu said calmly: "Don't worry, just do your job slowly. It's their business if they are willing to wait."
Jing Nan said with his hands in his pockets, "Yes, yes, we have three meals a day, and the next meal starts before the previous one is digested. We also need to find something to do, so just leave us alone."
Yun Zheng and Lao Dao looked at each other and said, "Do you want to practice?"
Three inches of snow had accumulated in the yard. In the heavy snow, Lao Dao and Yun Zheng were shirtless, revealing their strong muscles. The two of them started fighting in the yard, punching and kicking each other.
Du Heng was holding the bamboo shoots in his hand and watching them intently. Lao Dao and the others were so good at fighting, weren't they? Even better than the martial arts stars on TV!
It was the first time that Jing Nan saw Du Heng was so absorbed in watching something. He cleared his throat and said, "Chef Du, do you want to practice boxing too?"
Du Heng, who was holding the bamboo shoots, asked shyly, "Is it okay?"
Feng Gui and Jing Nan smiled at each other: "Of course!"
Then Du Heng lay on the snow with his teeth bared. To be honest, he didn't see how Lao Dao and the others attacked. He only knew that he fell to the ground with his arms and legs spread out before his eyes.
Lao Dao and the others didn't dare to use any force at all. When Du Heng fell, they hurried to catch him. Otherwise, Du Heng would have fallen to the ground and couldn't get up at all.
Du Heng picked up his bamboo shoots dejectedly: "I'd better go cook..."
It was so depressing. Even Xiaoxiao could dodge Lao Dao and his men's punches and kicks in a short time, but he just fell to the ground. If I tell anyone about it, I will lose face.
Du Heng was chopping pork liver in frustration, the knife in his hand made a loud noise on the chopping board. But Xuan Yu saw his frustration and consoled him: "Next year, after you practice, you will be better than them."
Du Heng's eyes suddenly lit up: "Really?"
Xuan Yu nodded: "Really, so don't be discouraged, you just don't have as much practical experience as them. After you start practicing, I will help you find a very good master. He will teach you how to use your body and magic to dodge and counterattack. It won't be long before you can protect yourself."
Du Heng was so touched: "Xuan Yu, you are so kind."
Feng Gui raised his voice in the corridor: "Yes, it will only take 1,800 years to protect itself. Come on, Du Heng! Oh, by the way, make a spicy dish!!"
Du Heng's feeling of being touched suddenly turned into resentment. He planned to make the pig blood tofu spicy, so spicy that Feng Gui would die! And his chrysanthemum would be broken!
The color of the pork tripe and chicken soup on the stove turned milky white, and Du Heng added salt to it. He stirred the casserole, and chunks of pork tripe were mixed with large chunks of chicken, dotted with white and tender bamboo shoots and chicken mushrooms.
Du Heng scooped a spoonful of soup into the bowl, and then he skillfully called Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, come and taste it."
Xiaoxiao, who was watching Chonghua boxing under the eaves, suddenly turned his head. He didn't care about Chonghua dodging in the air and ran towards Du Heng, flapping his wings.
Xiaoxiao's wings are very flexible. Most chickens can only stretch their wings backwards and sideways, but Xiaoxiao can hold her chest with both wings. When he holds the bowl with his flat feathers, Du Heng always laughs unconsciously.
Xiaoxiao happily drank a mouthful of the soup, which also contained a piece of pork belly. He smacked his food and made a trilling sound of surprise.
Du Heng understood in his heart that it was right, and it should be qualified. Just as Du Heng was about to take the casserole off the stove, he heard Jing Nan say faintly: "Du Heng, you are biased."
Du Heng: ? ?
Jing Nan said: "You only feed Xiaoxiao every time. There are so many people here, and you ignore us?"
Du Heng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Then... let's all have a drink?"
Jing Nan immediately smiled with a row of bright teeth. He quickly went to the kitchen to get the bowls and chopsticks: "Okay~ fill them up!" Feng Gui said dissatisfiedly: "Why don't you bring me a bowl? Do you want me to do it myself?"
To be honest, Du Heng was originally planning to make a pork tripe and chicken hot pot. In his imagination, everyone should sit around the hot pot and chat while eating. Instead of gathering under the eaves, each person holding a bowl and sharing the pork tripe and chicken soup he was going to use for the hot pot!
Du Heng looked at the pot of pork belly and chicken soup, which was almost at the bottom of the pot. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "There is no hot pot tonight." The soup base has been drunk up, so why eat hot pot? Just go and eat!
Xuan Yu held the bowl and fed Du Heng soup: "That's it, there's no need to prepare too much."
The pork tripe and chicken soup has a rich flavor. The original pork tripe and chicken soup has a strong pepper flavor. People who like it will like it very much, and people who don’t like it can’t touch it at all. However, Du Heng added winter bamboo shoots and chicken mushrooms to the soup. These two ingredients diluted the taste of pepper, and the soup was sweet and fresh, and it tasted fresh and fragrant.
No wonder a group of people shared Du Heng's soup base, it tasted so good. Even Xuan Yu drank two bowls.
Du Heng chewed the pig's stomach, which had been cooked for an hour and was already very soft. It had no fishy taste at all. As soon as Du Heng finished a bite, Xuan Yu fed him the next bite: "They are very happy and relaxed."
Hearing Xuan Yu's words, Du Heng looked at the people in the corridor and the courtyard, and saw that everyone was holding chopsticks and bowls in their hands, and laughter was endless. Even the old-fashioned Yun Zheng's face was smiling all the time, not to mention the lively Chonghua.
Xuan Yu said slowly: "It's great that you came to the village."
Du Heng couldn't help but laugh. Yes, as long as everyone is happy, whether it's pork tripe chicken soup or pork tripe chicken hot pot, isn't it all about eating what's in your stomach? Why bother with the formality? Just be happy!
Du Heng said, "I'm going to fry the ribs. We can eat after they're done."
Du Heng walked into the kitchen. He felt happy when he saw the people outside the kitchen chatting and laughing. He poured soybean oil into the pot, and when the oil temperature was high enough, he could put the ribs in!
In fact, it is easier to fry the ribs if they are chopped into small pieces, but sometimes eating is all about the atmosphere. Let everyone see the domineering ribs first, and then chop them into small pieces and fry them again after everyone has finished eating the meat on them. In this way, you can eat two different flavors of ribs.
Although it was a little difficult to operate the first time, Du Heng thought it sounded good this way!
What a chef looks forward to most is the exclamations of surprise when the dish is served.
Du Heng shook off the seasoning on the ribs, then rolled them in the batter. The ribs were immediately covered with a layer of milky white batter. The food at home did not need to be coated with too thick batter.
Du Heng carefully dipped the ribs into the oil pan along the edge of the pot, and the quiet oil pan suddenly exploded. The ribs sank to the bottom and the oil splashed everywhere. Du Heng took a step back to avoid the oil splashing out of the pot.
The first time you fry the ribs, it takes about a cup of tea. When they are first put into the pan, the batter and ribs contain a lot of water, so the pan makes a lot of noise. After a while, the water evaporates and the noise in the pan becomes much smaller.
Du Heng used a colander and chopsticks to slightly turn the ribs over, so that they would be more flavorful when fried.
Just as Du Heng was about to put the colander aside, he saw a ball of gold coming towards him from the corner of his eye. Du Heng subconsciously dodged, and with a plop, Xiao Xiao fell into the oil pan! !
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Du Heng was so frightened that his soul flew away. He was about to reach out to grab Xiaoxiao, but his eyes went dark. A burst of cold fragrance entered his nose, and he was already in Xuan Yu's arms, away from the stove.
Du Heng was extremely anxious. He still remembered Xiaoxiao in the pot: "Xiaoxiao..."
Xuan Yu said slowly: "Xiao Xiao is a fire monster, so that little bit of temperature is nothing to him. If you try to get it, you will get burned."
Du Heng poked his head out of his arms and saw Feng Gui holding Xiaoxiao's neck and pulling him out of the oil pan with a gloomy face. Xiaoxiao's fur was stained with oil, and the stove was covered with the oil made by the uncle and nephew.
Xiaoxiao stood on the stove and chirped twice in accusation. His fur was stuck in clumps by the oil. Now he was like a walking oil brush, dropping oil wherever he went. He stood on the stove, and the golden oil dripped from his fur, then slid off the stove to the ground.
A large pool of oil soon accumulated on the ground. If the hot oil was poured on a person, he would be burned badly. However, Xiaoxiao was in good spirits. He flapped his wings a few times and cursed at Fenggui.
Feng Gui cursed: "Is this all you have?! You're jumping into a frying pan just for a pig's stomach?!"
Xiaoxiao was extremely excited: “Chirp, chirp, chirp!!”
He retorted while flapping his wings, and the boiling oil splashed everywhere like flowers scattered by heaven.
While cursing, Feng Gui tapped Xiaoxiao. The chicken immediately turned into a fluffy golden yellow chicken, but the whole area around the stove was in trouble. When Xiaoxiao fell into the pot and fluttered, a lot of oil in the pot splashed out. The ground around the stove was covered with hot oil spots.
Fortunately, Feng Gui had a conscience. He had an idea and the kitchen was clean again. However, the oil in the pan for frying ribs was much less.
The thing Du Heng was most worried about happened. Xiaoxiao swam in the pot. He was fine, but what about his ribs? ?
Du Heng took the ribs out of the pot with a dark face, but was interrupted by Xiaoxiao and Fenggui. His ribs took more than a cup of tea to fry. The ribs were sizzling on a large plate and looked very delicious.
Du Heng sighed heavily at the plate of spareribs: "What should I do?"
Should I throw it away or eat it? If I throw it away, it would be a waste. But if I continue to eat it, would you feel disgusted?
Xiaoxiao was the first to speak: "Chirp~~" He can do it, he can eat it! He can eat two plates, after all, they are his bath fried spareribs, he has no problem.
Du Heng picked up a piece of ginger and threw it at the back of Xiaoxiao's head: "Stand still!"
The ginger slice hit Xiaoxiao's head accurately, and Xiaoxiao continued to stand upright facing the north window. Next to him stood Fenggui, and the uncle and nephew had the same posture of facing the wall and thinking about their mistakes, even the posture of stretching their hands/wings to scratch their buttocks was the same.
Originally, Du Heng just wanted Xiaoxiao to stand alone as punishment, but he didn't expect that when he pointed at the corner and yelled, "Stand up!", Feng Gui also stood up obediently.
Du Heng was stunned at that time.
Xuan Yu looked at the ribs and said, "Xiao Xiao likes to be clean."
What this meant was that even if Xiaoxiao took a bath in oil, they would be able to accept it.
Du Heng looked at Lao Dao, Yun Zheng and the others. Lao Dao and the others were very calm: "It's okay, we are all family."
Not to mention that Xiaoxiao fell in cleanly, even if he fell in covered in mud, Lao Dao and the others would be able to eat the ribs without batting an eyelid.
No one had any objections, so Du Heng could only threaten Xiao Xiao: "If you jump into the oil pan again next time, I will punish you by not allowing you to eat."
Xiaoxiao chirped twice in grievance, and Fenggui said coldly: "You deserve it. If you jump into the oil pan again next time, someone will punish you."
Du Heng picked up another piece of ginger and threw it at Feng Gui. This time the ginger landed on the back of Feng Gui's head.
Feng Gui touched the back of his head and heard Du Heng roaring, "And you! You are such a grown-up, but you are snatching food from a child! Are you going to skimp on this bite of food? If you do it again, you will not be allowed to eat!"
Feng Gui: ...Hey, the little cultivator is really bold. He actually dares to give him orders.
But Feng Gui was a cultured man. After thinking about it, he said, "Ah, I'll try my best."
This was already Feng Gui's biggest concession. If he didn't take Xiao Xiao's things, where would the fun come from?
The oil in the pot heated up, and Du Heng put the ribs in and fried them again. Because the previous frying time was a little longer, this time the frying time should not be too long.
Soon the bridge ribs were bent and stood on the plate, and Du Heng sprinkled them with pepper salt, white sesame seeds, peanuts, and madder powder. It looked like grass growing on the bridge, which was quite artistic.
The crispy outer layer of the ribs has been cut by Du Heng, and the meat on the curved ribs has been sliced off and can be easily picked up and tasted. When everyone has finished eating this layer of meat, Du Heng will chop the remaining ribs and re-season them. The taste at that time is different from now.
Du Heng put the ribs on the table, and Chonghua immediately squatted beside the table. He inhaled the aroma: "Wow, it smells so good, can I have a piece first?"
Du Heng smiled and said, "Okay, you try it first. This is why freshly fried dishes are delicious. Everyone come and try it! Except Xiaoxiao and Fenggui."
Xiaoxiao and Fenggui looked at each other as they were about to turn around. Fenggui said to Xiaoxiao coldly, "See, it's all because of you."
Xiaoxiao wants to fight with her uncle again.
Xiaoxiao had never felt that standing in the corner was such a painful punishment. Du Heng only made him stand for a cup of tea, but he felt like he was punished for a year. He heard the sound of Lao Dao and the others eating peanuts and the meat on the ribs. Ah, that layer of crispy fried meat sounded so delicious.
Xiaoxiao's saliva hung on his mouth. When the tea time was up, he immediately flapped his wings and flew to the chair: "Chirp!"
Let him have a bite quickly, he is almost dying of greed!
Jing Nan put two pieces of meat in Feng Gui's bowl: "If you don't come soon, we will eat it all." Feng Gui sat down slowly, and he put the meat in the bowl into his mouth slowly: "I'm not Xiao Xiao, there's no need to do this specially for..."
Before he finished speaking, Feng Gui changed his tone: "It smells really good."
The freshly fried spareribs have a crispy coating, and underneath the thin coating is a thick layer of marinated meat that is not dry at all and is juicy. Paired with the fragrant peanuts on top, it is truly addictive.
Xuan Yu stuffed two pieces of meat into Du Heng's mouth: "Don't rush to cook, eat something first."
Du Heng was pouring soybean oil into the pot. He was going to stir-fry the pork liver. The pork liver fried at noon was well received by everyone, and Jing Nan specifically requested that they also eat it in the evening. He smiled and said, "The remaining dishes are a few quick dishes, which will be cooked soon. You can go over and sit down first."
Xuan Yu said slowly: "I'll help you."
Du Heng thought for a moment and said, "Can you help me take out the leftover braised pork from lunch and steam it over the rice?"
If two pots were working at the same time, the process would be much faster. In one pot, the rice was simmered and the braised pork was steamed. In the other pot, the soybean oil was boiling. Du Heng poured the thin pork liver into the pot and stir-fried it for a while. When the liver changed color, he sprinkled green pepper and seasoning on it.
A plate of tender pork livers soon lay on the plate, covered with a thin layer of starch and sprinkled with red and green chili slices, as if saying to everyone: You're welcome, come and eat me.
It's really not subtle at all!
Soybean oil was poured into the pot again. This time, Du Heng added chili peppers to the oil, and immediately a pungent smell spread. Du Heng sniffed: "Xuan Yu, the formation didn't work?"
When you usually cook spicy dishes, there isn’t such a lot of smoke?
As soon as Du Heng finished speaking, a flash of inspiration appeared in Xuan Yu's hand: "The Phoenix Return was too domineering just now, and the formation is a bit slow. I will fix it right away."
After Xuan Yu finished speaking, the kitchen fumes were sucked away by the restored formation. Du Heng could finally put seasonings in the oil with peace of mind. He grabbed a handful of peppercorns and threw them into the pot, then added salt, a little fermented glutinous rice, and of course, shredded ginger.
When the seasoning in the pot was red, he poured the pig blood and tofu cut into even pieces along the edge of the pot. The pot was suddenly filled with red and white, and the gurgling sound was heard, which was very appetizing.
Du Heng added some starch sauce and poured it into the pot. The sound in the pot was quiet for a while and then it gurgled louder. When he sprinkled pepper and madder on it, a pot of spicy and fragrant pig blood stewed with tofu was ready!
The pig blood is stewed by ourselves. It is trembling when held by chopsticks. It will break if you pinch it with a little force. After stewing, there will be holes in the pig blood just like tofu. The pig blood, which has absorbed the soup, has no fishy smell. It tastes fresh and smooth. It is delicious and beautiful when served with tofu on a large plate.
There should have been a hot pot on the table, with all the dishes surrounding it, but the pork belly and chicken soup had run out. The bridge ribs were no longer a majestic bridge, but a pile of fried ribs on the plate. Now there were only two dishes cooked later and the leftover braised pork from lunch on the table.
However, everyone's enthusiasm for eating did not diminish at all. Feng Gui mixed the pig's blood with the rice and ate it together. Jing Nan ate the tender fried pork liver and started ordering dishes for tomorrow's dinner table.
Du Heng counted on his fingers: "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve."
Time flies! It’s almost been a month since he came to the village!
Xuan Yu picked up a piece of pork ribs for Du Heng and said, "Yes, everyone will stay up together at our house tomorrow night. Do you have anything else to prepare?"
Du Heng smiled and shook his head: "No, I have almost prepared everything I need to prepare."
All the preparations for this month are for a reunion dinner tomorrow. Du Heng feels that his current life is fulfilling and he is already very satisfied!
The author has something to say: Xiaoxiao: In the end, I still became the chicken in the frying pan, it’s all my uncle’s fault!
Feng Gui: I got to taste the punishment of standing again. I feel so happy. I take another bite of pork ribs.
When the old cat was in college
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