Chapter 21 Braised Pork

Deng Yunsong and Deng Yunhua looked at each other tacitly, and saw the smile in each other's eyes. Then the two of them started talking to each other.

"Brother, we have all eaten it, so of course we know that fried bee pupae are delicious!"

"Brother, let me tell you, the fried bee pupae are so fragrant and crispy. After taking the first bite, I want to take a second bite. Once I start eating, I can't stop. The taste is amazing!"

"The fried bee pupae my dad made were really crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, sweet and delicious. I didn't even know how much I ate that day. Now I can't help drooling when I think of the taste."

"Brother, you don't know, right? Our dad's cooking is delicious. Not only the fried bee pupae, but also the scrambled eggs with green peppers and the fried pork are really delicious."

"Brother, let me tell you..."

“Second brother…”

Deng Yunheng was really shocked after hearing his two younger brothers' constant narration. It had only been a week since he came back, but there had been such big changes in the family.

In just a few days, we not only ate scrambled eggs with green peppers, but also had meat twice and fried bee pupae once. The food was really amazing.

Especially my father, who had never cooked before, suddenly became a chef. It was incredible.

Originally, Deng Yunheng felt that he had been living a godly life at school this week. He had eaten braised pork with pork three times. He thought that when he came back from vacation, he would talk to his younger brothers about how delicious the braised pork at school was.

But now, after knowing the meals for this week at home, Deng Yunheng didn't want to talk about braised pork at all.

No wonder the third and fourth brothers became so enthusiastic when they saw him come back; it turned out they came specifically to show off to him.

Deng Yunheng said angrily: "Old Three, Old Four, are you two trying to piss me off on purpose?"

Deng Yunsong chuckled and said, "Second brother, you misunderstood. How could we deliberately anger you? Dad gave you two dollars last week. You should eat no worse at school than at home. The fourth brother and I are simply reporting the situation at home to you."

Deng Yunheng couldn't help curling his lips when he heard this. They have been brothers for more than ten years, so who doesn't know who? As they were talking, the three brothers had already returned home.

Seeing his father smoking a hookah, Deng Yunheng greeted him, "Dad, I'm back!"

Deng Shirong hummed, exhaled the cigarette from his mouth, and said, "You must be tired after carrying so much luggage and walking such a long distance. Use a towel to wipe your sweat first. I will make braised pork for you tonight."

Deng Yunheng was instantly cheered up. He didn't expect that there would be delicious food waiting for him as soon as he came back. The depressed mood that had just been caused by the third and fourth brothers was also swept away.

Seeing his second son happily rushing in to wipe his sweat with a towel, Deng Shirong couldn't help but smile. He had high hopes for this son who had the most flexible brain, and he must not let him go back to the path of no return in his previous life.

In rural areas today, whether it is cooking rice, porridge or frying vegetables, people use a big iron pot, so Deng Shirong waits until his eldest daughter finishes cooking before he starts making the braised pork.

In the past few days, Deng Shirong's excellent cooking skills have already conquered the stomachs of his children. Therefore, every time he cooks, his idle children like to gather around the stove and watch.

My second son, who just came back from school today, also joined in.

Although Deng Shirong's kitchen was big enough, with so many people gathered in front of the stove, some people's view was definitely blocked, so the three little ones, Yunsong, Yunhua and Yunheng, did not come to join in the fun.

After heating the pan, Deng Shirong added a little lard and said to his eldest daughter, "Ah Zhen, I'm going to fry the sugar color first. You need to be careful when you light the fire. Don't use too high a heat, or it will burn easily."

"Dad, what is sugar color?" Deng Yunzhen asked while controlling the fire.

Deng Shirong smiled and said, "Sugar color is made by frying white sugar. The braised pork made with sugar color looks bright red, sweet and delicious, fat but not greasy. You should learn from it."

In rural areas of this era, people only eat meat a few times a year, and they are reluctant to use oil even when stir-frying vegetables, so most people in the village have no cooking skills.

As written in some novels, the family is extremely poor and can't even eat meat once a year, but the child who grew up in such a family (usually one of the female protagonists) actually has extraordinary cooking skills. No matter whether it is chicken, duck, fish or various seafood ingredients, she can easily make a table of meals that taste as good as those cooked by a chef.

This is fucking bullshit!

After hearing what their father said, Deng Yuntai and Deng Yunheng were just a little curious, but they didn't think of spending time to delve into it. In rural areas at that time, it was basically women who cooked, and there were very few men who cooked.

Deng Yunzhen and Deng Yunzhu were more attentive and watched their father's operations intently.

When the lard in the pot melted, Deng Shirong poured in the right amount of sugar, which he had just bought today. In addition to sugar, he also bought spices such as star anise, cinnamon, bay leaves, dried chilies, and seasonings such as soy sauce and oyster sauce.

Deng Shirong said as he stirred with a spatula: "When frying the sugar color, you must use a low heat and stir constantly, so that it won't get mushy easily."

Soon, the sugar melted and small yellow bubbles slowly began to appear.

Deng Shirong kept stirring and continued to explain: "Small bubbles are starting to appear now, and then large golden bubbles will begin to appear. When the large golden bubbles disappear and the sugar turns red like chicken blood, the sugar color will be successfully boiled."

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The children all held their breath and watched their father's operation. The white sugar in the pot began to produce small bubbles first and then big bubbles just as their father had said.

When the sugar turned into chicken blood red, Deng Shirong decisively poured the chopped pork belly in and stir-fried it evenly, then said to his eldest daughter, "You can increase the heat a little bit!"

Deng Yunzhen responded, increased the fire a little, and then looked at the pork belly in the iron pot with curiosity as it completely changed color.

Deng Shirong stir-fried for a while, and when he saw the pork belly starting to ooze out oil, he continued to explain: "Use medium-low heat to force the oil out of the pork belly. Now you can add ginger, garlic, star anise, cinnamon, bay leaves, dried chilies, etc. If you don't like spicy food, you don't have to add them.

After the spices are stir-fried until fragrant, you can add the right amount of soy sauce, stir-fry evenly, add the right amount of boiling water, cover the pot, bring to a boil over high heat, then simmer over low heat for about 40 minutes, then add the right amount of salt, and finally simmer over high heat until the sauce is reduced. A delicious braised pork is ready! "

After finishing the operation and covering the pot, Deng Shirong looked at his two daughters and asked, "How is it? Have you memorized all the steps?"

Deng Yunzhen was unsure and replied, "Dad, I remember the steps, but I don't know if there will be any mistakes when I do it."

Deng Yunzhu has only cooked a few times. She shook her head and said, "I can't remember it very well. I'll learn it slowly when I have a chance in the future!"

Deng Shirong smiled and said, "Next time, I'll be there to direct you and let you practice. You'll naturally understand it after doing it a few times!"

Deng Yunheng couldn't help but ask, "Dad, where did you learn how to make this braised pork? It seems like we've never eaten this dish before!"

"We didn't have the conditions to eat this before. As for who taught me how to make this, the person is no longer around, so let's not talk about it." At this point, Deng Shirong calmly changed the subject and said, "Okay, we'll have to stew this braised pork for a while. We're out of wine at home, Xiaosong, take some money and go to the brigade to get two bottles of wine."

"Oh well."

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