Lin Mo kept count in his mind. There were many people in his family, so each person should get at least two pieces.
After cutting the meat, Lin Mo pulled out a small bunch of rice straw from the haystack. The Lin family had never raised poultry before, so the rice stalks harvested in autumn every year were either given to the poultry-raising families in the village or kept as firewood.
He picked out the straight ones, removed the extra branches and leaves, then washed them and soaked them in water.
Braised pork is also known as Dongpo pork. Before the end of the world, Lin Mo would eat it from time to time. Later, when the end of the world came, eating Dongpo pork became a delusion.
Now that it was made again, Lin Mo couldn't help but look forward to it. He hadn't eaten it for a long time.
"There are more pieces of meat. Please help me tie the straw."
A-Mo Lu paused in her washing of the pot, looked at Lin Mo in surprise, pursed her lips, and then asked, "Third Master, are we going to cook and eat this grass stalk too? Will it make my throat sore?"
Although their family had experienced many hard times in the past, no matter how poor or difficult the times were, they had never eaten straw. At most, they would eat rotten vegetables and rice that the host family would not eat.
Lin Mo was stunned for a moment, and after hearing Lu Amo's sincere question, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
He explained: "There are many kinds of braised pork. The one I make is called Dongpo pork. The essence of this meat is that not a drop of water or oil is added.
Use rice wine and simmer until tender. Because the stewing time is quite long, tie it up with straw to prevent the meat from falling apart during the cooking process.
"Because it's straw, the meat will have a nice fragrance, but you can't eat straw."
"So that's how it is. I'm short-sighted. Everything the Third Master does has its own reasons. I shouldn't question him."
Lu A'mo looked embarrassed and was at a loss for a moment.
"It's okay. If you don't understand anything, just ask me. Next time we eat this dish, you'll be the one cooking it, so it doesn't hurt to ask more questions."
Lin Mo set up the pot, divided half of the straw, and spread it densely on the bottom of the iron pot. In order to enhance the flavor, Lin Mo also cut a few slices of old ginger and spread it on top.
"Third Master, why do we need to put straw underneath?"
Thinking that she would do it herself next time, Lu Amo also started to ask questions boldly, so as to avoid having to ask San Ye the next time she did it.
Seeing his confused expression, Lin Mo patiently explained, "If you don't put water in the bottom of the pot and put a layer of straw between them, you don't have to worry about the pot sticking. Otherwise, if you put it directly on the iron pot, the meat will not be cooked by steaming but by the iron pot."
Moreover, by then it will probably stick to the bottom of the pot and be difficult to remove. Not to mention maintaining the shape of the meat, it will even be a problem whether the meat can be eaten.
Lu Ah-mo suddenly understood something and looked at Lin Mo, who was still busy, with admiration. She said with emotion: "Third Master is really amazing. Not only can he cook, but he also knows so much."
Although common people don't really care about the saying "a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen", in his impression, in most families, men work outside and women work inside, and men rarely enter the kitchen.
Most of the people who do the laundry and cooking are women and boys, and this phenomenon is even more common in wealthy families.
Although he and Lao Gu were slaves, their division of labor was very clear. As the older brother, he usually stayed around the kitchen, while Lao Gu did physical work.
It is rare to find someone like Lin Mo who can make money outside and cook at home.
Lu Amo couldn't help but admire and said, "The Third Master is the best man I have ever met. He can earn money to support the family outside and also do the laundry and cooking inside.
If any girl marries you in the future, she will have done great good deeds in her past life."
Lin Mo couldn't help but feel puzzled, and his tone became a little colder: "I already have a husband, Lu A'mo, I don't want to hear such words again. I don't like women, and I will only have one husband in this life!"
No wonder Su Mu was uneasy all day long. Even the person he bought personally thought that he would marry a woman, not to mention the cautious and timid Su Mu.
"I'm sorry, Third Master, I spoke too much." Lu A'mo trembled all over, frightened by Lin Mo's sudden fierce look.
"I bought you back. I don't need you to speculate too much about other things, but you'd better be more considerate of my relationship with Su Mu. If my wife doesn't want to marry me because of a few words from you, don't blame me for holding you accountable!"
"Don't worry, Third Master. It was my fault before. I believed the nonsense of outsiders. I will never say anything nonsense again."
A'mo Lu carefully raised her eyes to glance at Lin Mo. She had heard a lot of gossip from the villagers while at the construction site. Everyone said that Su Mu was a slave bought by the Lin family.
Like them, he was also a slave. Moreover, Su Mu was a boy and had not yet married the Third Master. He thought that, as the villagers said, Su Mu was just a servant of the Lin family.
Lin Mo's face was full of solemnity, "I don't care what gossip you hear in the village, don't let me hear it again in the future, let alone Su Mu.
One day, I will make everyone shut up and let them understand that Su Mu is more precious to me than the rarest jewel in the world.
That's why I didn't rush into marrying him right now. I wanted to give him the best and grandest wedding banquet."
"I hope you understand this, too."
Lu A'mo looked up in surprise, and looked at Lin Mo with shock in his eyes. He knew how humble his brother's status was. He had previously thought that Su Mu was lucky enough to become Lin Mo's concubine.
With Lin Mo's current financial resources and vision, coupled with his handsome and tall appearance, he can be so in love with a young man. This heavy feeling is something that even an old man like him can't help but envy.
"Don't worry, Third Master. I won't dare to say anything nonsense again."
Lin Mo nodded and said as he tied up the meat: "I've said before that you don't have to call yourselves slaves. There aren't so many rules in our house."
In Lin Mo's view, the Gu family were just long-term workers he bought. He was more like their boss. He would give them reasonable work arrangements and rest time, and pay them wages. Naturally, he didn't need them to always call themselves slaves.
Although in his world, there is no difference between office slaves and slaves, otherwise they would not be called office slaves.
"Slave... I understand, Third Master."
Lu A'mo gave a simple smile and imitated Lin Mo's method, wrapping the softened straw around the piece of meat.
After the straw is soaked and softened, it becomes more flexible and less likely to hurt your hands when wrapping it. The bundled pieces of meat are neatly stacked on the laid straw surface.
The two of them were unfamiliar with the technique at the beginning, but they quickly became proficient at it. In a short while, the iron pot was full.
"What a pity! This rice straw is old and doesn't have a strong rice aroma. After this autumn harvest, we can make it again with fresh rice straw. It might taste even better then."
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