Zhou Sese originally wanted to braise it with pig intestines. Braised pork belly is also delicious. The meat is fat but not greasy, lean but not dry. One bite leaves a lingering fragrance in your mouth. Just thinking about it makes you drool.
But thinking of the price difference between pig intestines and pork belly, Zhou Sese didn't dare to set the price too high for a moment. In case the pork belly couldn't be sold, she would be left with five kilograms of it.
A bag of preserved vegetables happened to be found in the kitchen chest of drawers. Zhou Sese suddenly had an idea and decided to make braised pork with preserved vegetables. By ordering preserved vegetables and meat together, the price could be lower.
For workers in the mining area, it is a new product that is affordable and worth trying.
Zhou Sese does what she says.
First, cut the pork belly with skin into square pieces of about ten centimeters. Boil water in a pot, add the meat into the cold water, add ginger, peppercorns, and rice wine, and cook for fifteen minutes. If you can pierce the meat with chopsticks, it is cooked.
Take out the meat and rinse it quickly. Use a pin to poke holes in the skin of the meat, making sure it is densely packed so that the meat can be flavored.
Apply soy sauce evenly to the meat and soak it skin-side down in soy sauce for 20 minutes.
When soaking the meat, Zhou Sese carefully washed the pig offal that had been soaked in advance.
Looking at the lonely stove.
Zhou Sese put one hand on her waist and held her forehead helplessly.
There are too few stoves.
If only there were three stoves here, she could cook sweet and sour pork ribs, braised pork offal, and preserved vegetable pork at the same time today. Now she can only do them one by one. In two days, she will have to find a way to build another stove.
The sun sets.
The last bit of light from the orange-yellow sunset was also brought into the western hills.
Chunsheng twitched his nose. "The fragrant smell of meat is coming from your house. Are you going to have meat again tonight?"
Xingxing shook her head, "I don't know either."
Chunsheng wiped his saliva and said, "Let's go to your house! Your mother's cooking is so delicious!"
Xingxing awkwardly pushed away Chunsheng's hand that was placed on her shoulder.
He took two steps away and said, "She is not my mother."
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