, wonderful and free of pop-ups! Yang Ruoqing gave him a look: "Why bother? Besides, the butcher gave us two kilograms of pork liver as a gift."
"I'll let my mother get fired later and serve wine to your uncle and my father!"
Luo Fengtang couldn't resist Yang Ruoqing and nodded happily.
"Put the barrel down and go tell your uncle quickly," she urged.
"Well, I'll go right away."
Luo Fengtang left, and Sun returned to the kitchen.
"Why did Tangyazi run away again?" the woman asked.
Yang Ruoqing said: "I asked him to go back and call him uncle."
Mrs. Sun was washing rice and putting it into the pot, when she took out a bowl of black sesame glutinous rice dumplings from the cupboard.
"Hey, mother, when did you do this?"
Yang Ruoqing asked in surprise.
Ever since I ate the black sesame glutinous rice dumplings made by Auntie Osmanthus during the last Winter Solstice Festival.
She often thinks about it.
Later, I also bought some black sesame seeds and glutinous rice flour to bring home.
But I was always busy and didn’t bother to do it.
Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Mrs. Sun smiled and said, "I haven't made the ones at home yet. Your fifth aunt made this and brought us a bowl."
"Ah? What's Fifth Aunt's craftsmanship?"
Yang Ruoqing walked over and looked at the round and plump dumplings in the bowl.
Although it was cold.
But the appearance is good at first glance, and the taste is unmistakable.
"It was piping hot when it was delivered. All four of us tasted one. It tasted great."
"The remaining few are reserved for you and Tang Yazi," said Sun.
Yang Ruoqing nodded.
"One look at this dumpling, and you can tell that the fifth aunt has a pair of skillful hands."
"Haha, we have a big family in the front yard, now we are in a good mood." She said.
Sun also smiled and nodded.
"Qing'er, what are you cooking for lunch?" she asked.
Yang Ruoqing came to her senses and pointed at the two wooden barrels.
"Fifty pounds of pork, stuffed with sausage later."
"In the other bucket, there are two kilograms of pork liver. I fried it at noon and gave it to dad and the others to drink."
"Cabbage, radishes, potatoes, and by the way, I also bought three kilograms of lotus roots!"
Mrs. Sun smiled happily when she heard this.
"Okay, okay, enough food, my Qing'er is really good at doing things!"
The woman praised him and started washing and chopping vegetables.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Mom, I won't help you after lunch. I'll finish my tea and wash my face. I'll have to hurry up and chop the meat later."
Mrs. Sun said: "You can just go and have a rest. I'll take care of the cutting of the meat later after dinner!"
At noon lunch.
A bowl of spicy stir-fried lotus root, and sprinkle with chopped green onion.
Yang Ruoqing made an exception and added a bowl of rice soup to soak in the crispy rice.
"Ah, I didn't expect that my Qing'er has such a good appetite today!"
Mrs. Sun joked with a smile, feeling secretly happy in her heart.
Yang Ruoqing wiped her mouth.
"This lotus root is crispy and spicy, so appetizing!"
Sun said: "There used to be a pond at the entrance of our village, but it disappeared later."
Yang Huazhong said: "There should be one in Zhengjia Village five miles away."
"I was passing by there in the summer and saw that the pond was full of lotus flowers."
The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.
Luo Fengtang looked at the lotus root bowl that Qing'er had emptied.
Zhengjiacun?
Um……
After lunch.
Sun, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were busy filling sausages in the kitchen.
Fifty pounds of pork belly must be washed first, and then the fat and lean parts must be cut into separate parts.
This task was taken over by Sun and Luo Fengtang.
Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo were responsible for chopping the fat and lean meat into minced meat.
Yang Ruoqing was on hand to provide guidance.
Check the fineness of the minced meat.
From time to time, Sun was replaced and asked to rest for a while.
The whole family was extremely busy.
From noon to sunset, fifty pounds of pork belly was chopped into minced meat.
They were placed in two large wooden basins and piled up like two hills.
Yang Ruoqing sent Yang Huazhong and Mr. Luo back to the next room to rest.
She glanced at the sky outside the window and said to Mrs. Sun: "Everyone has been busy all day, why don't we eat dinner first and stuff ourselves with sausages at night?"
Sun nodded: "That's fine."
"I've just finished my lunch meal and pork liver. What are we going to eat at night?" she asked.
Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment.
"Mom, come and roll out the noodles. There happens to be lean meat foam here. Let's roll the meatballs and cook the noodles!"
"good!"
The two mothers started working separately.
After a while, hot vegetables and meatball noodles were brought to the table next door.
Everyone gathered around the table and had a full meal, and their strength returned.
Yang Ruoqing said to Blacksmith Luo: "Uncle Luo, it's getting dark soon. Why don't you and Tang Yazi go home to rest first?"
Before Blacksmith Luo could express his stance, Luo Fengtang rushed to say, "I'm not tired. Uncle, please go back first. I'll stay and help Qing'er fill her sausages."
Blacksmith Luo smiled and said, "If you're not tired, am I tired?"
"I'll stay too, it just opens my eyes!"
…
In the kitchen, Yang Ruoqing took out an empty basin.
According to a certain ratio of fat to thin, put the fat and lean meat together.
Add salt, sugar, soy sauce, and wine inside.
Mix well.
A small funnel bought from the grocery store.
The small intestines were dried out overnight.
At this time, the small intestine is thin and transparent, and when held in the hand, it is smooth, soft and yet tough.
"Two people need to work together to stuff sausage. Tang Yazi and I will demonstrate it first."
Yang Ruoqing said.
Pick up a funnel and slide the end of the casing over the bottom of the funnel.
Luo Fengtang held the funnel while she pulled on the casings.
This movement, this feel...
Suddenly, some scenes inappropriate for children flashed through my mind.
Her cheeks turned red for no reason.
Luo Fengtang asked: "Is it too difficult to set up? How about I do it instead?"
"It's okay, it's okay, I put it on quickly."
she said quickly.
Secretly feeling guilty.
The casing was quickly put on, with a long length trailing underneath.
"Let's stuff the minced meat into the funnel."
She explained and demonstrated.
Stuff the minced meat into the funnel, and then press it down with two chopsticks.
Just like that, they were stuffed in continuously, like stuffing into a bottomless pit.
Under the action of gravity and pressure, the meat foam squeezes each other and moves downward, filling the casing bit by bit...
Yang Huazhong and the others will know it after reading it twice.
So, Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang formed a team.
One holds the casing with a funnel, and the other is responsible for stuffing it. After stuffing it for a while, his hand is free to pinch the sausage and squeeze it...
The purpose of this is to make it compressed and strong.
It took the two teams nearly three hours to finally pour all the minced meat in the basin into the casings.
Yang Ruoqing picked up the prepared thread for holding the shoe soles and tied the sausage into several even pieces.
Finally, use an embroidery needle to prick the sausage a few times to help the air bubbles inside flow out.
After everything was done, Yang Huazhong and Luo Fengtang weighed the sausage.
It weighs a full sixty pounds!
Yang Ruoqing made an estimate.
When the moisture of these sausages is almost drying, there should be more than forty pounds left.
