Back at Baolin Residence, Han Ming, who had been carrying pork, was exhausted, and Song Zhenping was also startled by the sudden appearance of meat.
She pulled her aside and asked her for a long time. Only when she heard that Han Ming hadn't seen the treasure bag did she breathe a sigh of relief: "Yun'er, from now on, when you go out, keep the treasure bag at home. You must never let anyone see it."
Now that there are outsiders in the family, no matter how much sympathy one feels, precautions still need to be taken.
"Brother, look, if I could use the magic bag, I wouldn't be so tired," Song Liyun comforted him.
Xiao An was very happy to receive the chicken feathers and dried dates that Hei Jin brought back.
She hurriedly took out the potatoes she had specially roasted for Black Gold, which made Black Gold so happy that it did somersaults.
This was the first time the two had been separated for so long since they met, and they were quite tired of each other for a while before things calmed down.
Song Zhenping and Han Ming were busy processing the pork. Since it was freezing cold, there was no need to worry about the meat spoiling.
The meat strips and bones were placed directly in the yard, along with the pig's heart and liver, and then frozen.
However, Han Ming and Song Zhenping had a dispute while processing pig intestines.
Han Ming suggested sending the pig intestines to the backyard to be composted.
Song Zhenping insisted on staying, saying that it was meat too, just rotten.
He and Xiao An used to satisfy their cravings by eating discarded pig intestines every year.
Hearing their conversation, Song Liyun finally understood that the people of the Wu Dynasty ate pig hearts and livers but not the intestines that contained feces, because they couldn't be cleaned properly.
Even Han Ming, who was struggling financially, wouldn't eat this rotten meat.
Song Zhenping and Xiao An relied on picking up discarded intestines at the end of the year, boiling them in water, and eating them with a little oil.
Of course, some families in the village eat stinky intestines. Most people use wood ash to clean the mucus off the large intestines, and Song Zhenping does the same.
Pig intestines are a good thing, and Song Liyun couldn't bear to throw them away.
She asked Song Zhenping to change the cleaning method.
First, add a handful of salt, then take out dried acorn flour and oil and rub and wash it repeatedly.
The intestines are considered clean only when there is absolutely no unpleasant odor left.
This method of washing not only made Song Zhenping sigh with heartache, but even Han Ming shook his head, as the salt, oil, and flour used for washing things were several times more expensive than the stinky intestines.
Here, people who need to eat pig offal would certainly not hesitate to use expensive salt, oil, and flour.
The next day, Zhou Xiaoqi and his friends were coming for lunch.
Song Liyun started preparing food early, and Xiao An stopped playing and sat down in front of the stove to focus on tending the fire.
Last night, Song Liyun broke the pork bones and put them in a pot. After simmering overnight, the soup turned into a milky white bone broth.
Acorn flour and wheat flour were kneaded into a dough, and a mixture of lean and fatty pork was chopped into filling. A large bunch of chives were cut from the greenhouse in the backyard, and a few wild eggs were added to make the filling.
She was preparing to make pork and chive dumplings.
Xiao An is a little foodie now.
She also started learning to cook from Song Liyun, making steamed buns, pancakes, and acorn tofu with great skill. At this time, she also made dumplings beautifully.
Song Liyun felt that he had great potential to be a chef.
The siblings quickly made a large batch of dumplings, and then it was time to prepare the other dishes.
Blanch the cleaned large intestine in boiling water for ten minutes, then cut it into small rings.
While peeling garlic, Xiao An watched Song Liyun make stinky sausage.
It no longer smells bad; it has been washed to smell nice.
In his mind, stinky intestines were meat. Even though he has eaten delicious chicken and pork now, he still has a deep impression of stinky intestines.
Sauté the pork intestines, cut into small pieces, until the fat is rendered. Then add various seasonings and sauté until fragrant. Next, add the potato chunks that have been sautéed in a small amount of oil beforehand and stir well. Finally, add water and simmer slowly.
Xiao An had been staring blankly at the pot while the pork intestines were being stir-fried, ignoring even when Hei Jin came over to pull him away. He bit his lip and exclaimed happily, "Sis, this is delicious!"
Song Liyun's heart stirred. She remembered the "Survival Encyclopedia Manual" that was sleeping soundly in her space. It was full of information, including food processing procedures for cooking.
After observing him for a period of time, it is clear that Xiao An is not mentally challenged, but severe malnutrition since childhood has affected his physical and intellectual development.
Sometimes their thinking is normal, but more often they are either insensitive to external reactions or overly sensitive, which makes it difficult for them to communicate and interact with others normally.
He can still hide in the yard now, relying on others to survive, but he can't live like this forever.
At this moment, Song Liyun was able to understand the love of her parents.
As parents, our love runs deep, and our thoughts run far ahead; we always think about our children's lives many years from now.
Song Zhenping was willing to take care of Xiao An, and Song Liyun was also willing to take care of Xiao An, but a lifetime is too long, and things can always change.
If Xiao An learns to cook, he won't go hungry no matter what happens in the future.
It's easy to learn. Xiao An doesn't need to learn to be a chef or to prepare delicacies. She just needs to know how to collect and process some basic food ingredients.
For example, the process of removing astringency from acorns, cleaning and processing pork intestines, etc., can transform unwanted waste into delicious food through skillful hands.
While the pork intestines and potatoes were slowly simmering in the pot, Song Liyun explained to him again the key points of cooking the braised pork intestines.
Compared to previous communications where everything had to be repeated several times, this time Xiao An listened with particular focus, even pointing to the potatoes inside the pork intestines and asking, "This... is it stir-fried in oil?"
"Yes, stir-fry it in oil first, just until it changes color, then it won't become too mushy or soft when stewed."
Xiao An frowned, struggling to process the information. She kept repeating Song Liyun's words over and over, as if she wanted to engrave them in her mind: "First, use, oil... change, color... too soft."
If Song Liyun wanted to invite Zhou Xiaoqi and the others to dinner, she couldn't just serve braised pork intestines. What if someone had a dietary aversion to it? It would be awkward.
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