The steps to make steamed pork with rice flour are simple and difficult at the same time.
Because I will try to avoid going to the black market in the future, I will have to eat meat sparingly. The two pounds of pork belly I bought today will need to be eaten for at least four meals.
Cut off half a pound of pork belly, wash it and cut it into small pieces, add salt, soy sauce, minced ginger, pepper, white wine and sauce, mix well and marinate.
Originally, I needed to add some seasoning, but due to limited conditions, I could only make a simple version.
While the meat is marinating, heat the pan, put the rice into the dry pan and stir-fry until it turns golden, fragrant and crispy, then scoop it out and put it into a mortar.
Meng Yuanzheng was boiling water on the stove. When it was almost hot, he poured it into a bucket, then poured cold water into it to adjust the temperature, and carried it to the back of the house.
"You come and pound it. This requires a lot of strength." Lin Miaoyin put the pestle handle into the mortar and called out.
"Well, go take a shower. The water is ready and has been brought to the back of the house." Meng Yuanzheng walked up and took the mortar, lowered his head and carefully used the mortar to crush the rice grains.
Lin Miaoyin found some clothes to change into and was walking towards the back of the house. Meng Yuanzheng followed behind her holding a mortar bowl.
She turned around and saw him, and smiled, "You don't have to guard outside today."
She had to overcome her fear. She couldn't let him stand outside while she took a shower every day.
"It's okay." He whispered, found a place to squat down, put the mortar on the stone slab and started pounding.
Seeing his attitude, Lin Miaoyin stopped trying to dissuade him and just lifted the curtain and went in.
When she came out of the shower, Meng Yuanzheng had already pounded the rice into flour. She held her head in pain and leaned over to smell it. It was fragrant.
"Come on, I'm going to show you my skills tonight. Have you ever tried steamed pork with rice flour?"
"I have eaten it." Meng Yuanzheng said.
"So do you like to eat?"
"The rice has been pounded, how can I say I don't like it?" He was rarely humorous.
Lin Miaoyin was embarrassed, "You must like it, it's delicious."
She put the bucket under the eaves. The water on the stove was almost hot. While Meng Yuanzheng went to take a shower, she started steaming the meat.
Pour the rice noodles into the meat, stir well with your hands, then put the chopped sweet potatoes on the bottom of the bowl and put the meat on top.
Pour water at the bottom of the pot, put a bamboo steaming rack on it, put the bowl on it, then put the remaining steamed buns around the bowl, cover the pot, turn on high heat and start steaming.
Soon water vapor came out from the gaps in the bamboo woven lid, forming a mist in the air, and the whole kitchen was filled with fragrance.
She took this opportunity to pick two more cucumbers and serve them as a cold dish.
After steaming for nearly an hour, when the water in the pot is almost dry, wrap the edges with cloth, take it out, sprinkle it with chopped green onions, put the steamed bun on a plate, bring it to the table and start eating.
While the meat was being steamed, Meng Yuanzheng had already washed and hung up the clothes.
The golden steamed pork with rice flour is served with green chopped green onions, and underneath are sweet potatoes that have absorbed the broth, and pickled cucumbers, which makes people's appetite grow at the sight of it.
"You have made the greatest contribution today. You eat first. Eat the best piece." Lin Miaoyin picked up a piece of meat with even fat and lean meat and put it in his bowl.
"You cooked this dish, so why do I have the greatest contribution?" Meng Yuanzheng picked up the chopsticks, picked up the meat and put it into his mouth.
"Have you forgotten who paid for this? I'm living off you, and you carried the rice and meat back. By the way, after dinner, I'll check if your back is bruised by the rope of the backpack. The medicine Zhu Zhiqing gave you last time is still there. Apply it and it will heal faster. I saw your shoulders were bruised from carrying manure the other day."
Unconsciously, she felt that she had begun to care about him.
In this strange world, it is a happy thing to have someone to accompany you. If he is good to her, she will naturally not be confused. Only if she is good to him can she enjoy his kindness.
In short, just reciprocate and care about each other.
Meng Yuanzheng listened to her chattering quietly, and calmly put a few pieces of meat into her bowl.
"Eat quickly."
Seeing her chattering non-stop, he couldn't help but remind her.
Lin Miaoyin lowered her head and didn't notice how there was so much meat in her bowl.
Although the steamed bun is the leftover from lunch, it is steamed in the pot together with the steamed pork with rice flour, and it absorbs the aroma of the meat. A bite of steamed bun and a bite of meat, life is worth it!
Seeing her squinting her eyes with a look of satisfaction, with a big bite of steamed bun with meat in her mouth, and a piece of cucumber stuffed in it, chewing with her cheeks puffed out, Meng Yuanzheng's eyes softened, and he considerately poured her a glass of water.
She mumbled thank you, took a bite of the potato, then remembered something and glared at him, "Why don't you eat it? If you don't eat it, I won't eat it either!"
Don't think she doesn't know, he is just giving in to her, just like when she was a child, her mother always said that she didn't like eating meat.
"Eat." Meng Yuanzheng quickly picked up a piece of meat and imitated her, taking big bites of the steamed bun, stuffing the meat and then the cucumber into it.
Lin Miaoyin rolled her eyes at him and said, "You're so ugly like this. Can you be more polite? I'm not competing with you."
Meng Yuanzheng...
Half a pound of meat is not a lot, and the two of them each took a few pieces and they were gone. Fortunately, there were plenty of potatoes and sweet potatoes, and it was just as delicious.
After clearing the table of things, Lin Miaoyin leaned back in her chair and recalled what happened this afternoon.
"Hey, do you think my cousin's boyfriend is reliable? Look at it from a man's perspective."
Meng Yuanzheng groaned, "He doesn't look like a scheming person, but he doesn't look like someone who will take responsibility either."
"Yes! I think so too!" She clapped her hands in agreement. "You're still hiding in the cornfield before you get married. What do you mean by love is too deep to hold back? Pah, it's just that you're...having your mind taken over. You don't have any sense of responsibility at all."
Meng Yuanzheng's expression remained unchanged, "Indeed."
"Fortunately, after I reminded him a few times, he reacted and said that he had a salary to support Hongyue. Otherwise, haha."
After saying that, she suddenly remembered that in the original work, Meng Yuanzheng was a man who was willing to drill into a cornfield. She didn't know whether he had done it or not, but it was not mentioned in the original work.
"This cornfield is not as good as the weeds on the back hill. The corn leaves are so scratchy, and there are so many pig worms and caterpillars. The roots of the corn are also watered with manure. If it were me, I would choose the weeds on the back hill. At least they are softer."
Meng Yuanzheng...
What is this woman talking about?
"Well, I'll go wash the dishes." He quickly collected the dishes and left.
Lin Miaoyin didn't care. She started to worry about one thing: Yan Hongyue and Jin Chengren were engaged as children, and it would be difficult to cancel the engagement as long as Old Man Yan was still alive.
Zhu Wanqin now lives in Jin Chengren's house. According to the original plot, the two should be getting along well now. Jin Chengren takes good care of her, but they haven't developed any feelings for each other yet.
At present, we can only take it one step at a time and see whether Zhu Wanqin and Mr. Jin Chengren's love will prevail or Liang Song and Yan Hongyue will influence Mr. Yan with their love first.
After a while, when she was ready to go to bed, Meng Yuanzheng came in with a wooden basin and placed it in front of her.
She was puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?"
Meng Yuanzheng wiped the sweat off his forehead from the heat in the kitchen with a towel, squatted down in front of her and said, "You've walked on the mountain road for so long today, soak your feet, and I'll massage the soles of your feet."
Lin Miaoyin was shocked and felt extremely frightened. She said in disbelief, "You, wash my feet? Massage my feet?"
Meng Yuanzheng raised his head and looked at her seriously and gently, "Yes."
Lin Miaoyin took a few steps back. When she thought of his hands pressing on the soles of her feet, she felt itchy and uncomfortable all over.
"I, I don't want it."
"If you don't press it, it will hurt tomorrow, and you still have a day of work to do tomorrow." He coaxed her very patiently, like coaxing a child.
"But I don't want to massage your feet!" Lin Miaoyin said with determination.
The author has something to say: Today a reader said that my heroine is a bit of a bitch, I fell into deep thought and felt that she was right, but when I thought about how my partner and I usually get along, I felt like I was a giant lotus hahaha (just a joke)
Then let's talk about the relationship status of the male and female protagonists. At the moment, they are just being ambiguous. The male protagonist continues to release his charm, and the female protagonist can't resist it anymore.
Of course, if you want the heroine to push the hero to other female educated youth now, that is impossible. It was purely stupid in the past.
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