When Su Qingluan was dictating the recipe for making blood sausage, the large plate of blood sausage that he cut out had already been divided up by the little helpers in the kitchen. Of course, Xu Yuanwei would inevitably eat another meal.
"Eat, eat, eat! How come you are so efficient at work without seeing me? Go to work as soon as you are full! Especially those of you who have work on hand, are you waiting for guests to come to the kitchen to cook for you?! "
When Su Qingluan left Hongfu Tower, Xu Yuanwei's loud curses could be heard from far behind. Su Qingluan smiled to herself and wondered if the guests in front of her were scared away by such "thundering" curses.
When Su Qingluan got home, Yang had been waiting for her at home for a long time and was chopping chicken in the backyard.
When I heard the sound of Su Qingluan entering the door, I hurriedly greeted him: "Where have you gone, girl? As soon as I turned around, you disappeared! You used to be quiet and quiet, but how come you can run faster than a rabbit in the blink of an eye?"
Su Qingluan smiled and stuck out her tongue, and raised the blood sausage in her hand: "I went to Hongfu Tower to fill it with pig blood sausage. If I wait until home to fill it, the day lily will be cold, and the fresh pig blood will be too cold." It’s time to solidify.”
"Then you should say something. I thought you were abducted by that kidnapper!" Speaking of the last few words, Yang's voice trembled a little. Su Qingluan was stunned, and then understood what Yang was doing. worry about what.
She was carrying the blood sausage, but she still put her head into Yang's arms and rubbed it: "Mom, I was wrong. I will tell you where I am going next time so that you won't worry."
"Get up quickly!" Yang was embarrassed to be acting like a spoiled child in the yard in broad daylight and looked around hurriedly, "You are such a big kid, how do you feel about burrowing into my mother's arms..."
Su Qingluan bared her teeth and smiled, then she looked over and said, "Where is my little sister? Is she asleep?"
"Sleep." Yang said helplessly, "I can see that I have recovered from my illness and am no longer wilting. I have been playing lattice this morning and even wrote a long article, but I am tired."
Su Qingluan couldn't help but want to laugh: When I asked my younger sister to write big characters, she was eager to learn because of the novelty at first. After learning, she got tired and started to work as a foreigner.
It is estimated that during this period of time to recuperate, she can't even go out of the house. The little girl is so depressed. Even writing big characters, which she thought was "boring" before, must have become "interesting" in Su Xueyan's heart at this moment, right?
Su Qingluan smiled and said: "Let her sleep, her body will be in good health, and she can rest better if she sleeps more. Dad will be busy these days."
"Isn't that right? I've been out since the morning. I don't know how long it will take for me to come back." Although he said this, Yang also understood that Su Guangfu was also a restless person. In the past few days, he couldn't help but go down to the river to catch fish. It’s shrimp—although it’s also because my daughter is willing to eat it, but it’s not fake that it’s boring.
Su Qingluan turned to Mrs. Yang: "Mom, I'll cook this blood sausage when I come back. I'll go to the town later - I'll have to visit there from time to time."
Mrs. Yang nodded: "You also said that it is food for wealthy families, but you can't be careless, otherwise they will give us a lot of money if they are happy. If someone is not satisfied and pursues it, Da Ya, we are just ordinary people after all..."
Thinking of the fact that the whole family was almost kidnapped by the Xie Mansion, but was secretly blocked by Mu Xingzhi, Su Qingluan muttered with a subtle expression: "They are not exactly ordinary people..."
"What did you say, Da Ya?"
"Nothing, I'm going to cook the blood sausage!" Su Qingluan quickly said this and ran towards the kitchen.
In the furnace, Yang has already cooked the food, and he also plans to blanch the pork belly he bought to remove the smell.
Su Qingluan looked at the pork belly carefully. The skin showed a light burnt yellow color. It should be that Yang had roasted the skin with a fire. This destroyed the sebaceous glands on the surface, which not only burned away the fine pig hair, but also Emphasis on the fishy smell of the skin.
The water used to blanch the pork belly had already contained green onions, ginger and star anise and cinnamon. Su Qingluan looked at the state of the water and found that it was not boiling, not even tiny blisters.
"Auntie, how long did you blanch this meat?" Su Qingluan stuck her neck out and looked at Yang who was still busy in the backyard.
Yang turned to look at her: "I'm going to coax your sister to take a nap when I get back. I just lit the stove and it won't be long enough for a cup of tea." Su Qingluan counted the time and touched the water temperature with her hand - It was actually just warm, not even hot to the touch.
Su Qingluan poked her head in again: "Then I'll put down the blood sausage and cook it!"
"Hey, don't put it in!" Upon hearing this, Ms. Yang quickly wiped her hands with her apron and ran to the window that opened to the backyard and stuck her head towards the kitchen. "The blood intestines can easily explode if you make a mistake. I can’t cook!”
Su Qingluan smiled: "It's okay. It's just a blood sausage. It doesn't take long. I'll cook the intestines and go back to the town - there are still some jobs that I can't do without."
Obviously, the heat for blanching pork belly is different from that for cooking blood sausage, but pork belly cannot be cooked in a short time, so Su Qingluan simply turned down the heat and cooked the blood sausage first.
After several deflations, the contents of the blood sausage no longer leaked out. Su Qingluan knew that the liquid inside had gradually solidified.
Considering that after the blood sausage was sliced, sauerkraut would be added to cook together to get the flavor, Su Qingluan did not cover the blood tofu and simmer it for a while this time, but took it out directly and put it aside until the temperature dropped. When it comes down, cut it into pieces about the thickness of your thumb and put them on a plate.
"Auntie, I've already cooked the blood tofu. I'm going to town! After you cook the sauerkraut and pork belly slices later, just cook the blood sausage for a while longer. It can't be more than a quarter of an hour, otherwise it will become too old. It’s not tender and delicious!”
"Okay, I remember, you come back early for dinner!" Yang said loudly in the backyard.
Su Qingluan responded, turned around and walked quickly towards the town.
Today's first batch of 25 sets, totaling 100 cans of "Four Seasons" series of jam raw materials have been completely produced, including various auxiliary ingredients, and have been fully integrated. They are just waiting to be canned and packaged, and then Xie Mansion will take them away for transportation. Go to the capital to sell.
After this wave of busy work, it is just a very easy task to put the jam into the jars that have been made tomorrow - there is no need for a few of the fifty or sixty people in front of me to come, even if there are only a few Liu Yunniang and Su Qingluan can pack a hundred cans in less than half a day.
However, in order to ensure careful packaging, Su Qingluan ordered five other people, including Zhaodi and Aunt Zou, plus Liu Yunniang and herself, to control the packaging tomorrow.
Considering that tomorrow's work is very easy and should only be completed in half a day, everyone will receive half a day's wages, and the remaining people can have a day off tomorrow and continue working the day after tomorrow.
Although they won't get paid tomorrow, most people are still happy to hear that they have a day off. As for the people Su Qingluan chose, their families were considered poor even in the whole village, so they were very happy to have the opportunity to work overtime.
