In order to let the lambs eat more fat, the slaughtering time was postponed again and again, and was set for New Year's Eve.
The master came over early, carrying a sheep-killing knife, and surrounded Aunt Zhang like a blooming flower.
After a while, "Big sister, what are you doing with this job? I'll do it."
After a while, "Sister Xianglian, take a break and leave it to me."
But Zhang Xianglian disliked her so much, "What's wrong with doing some work? It's the Chinese New Year. We can't set off firecrackers or put up red paper. We have to make something delicious."
Even the corners of his face couldn't hide his smile, and all the work in his hands was "helplessly" handed over to the master's hands.
The busiest woman in the past years can finally take a break this year.
Looking back, I saw the loneliness in the courtyard and the silent children, and felt melancholy and distressed.
Fortunately, the master stewed the fish and elbow and came out with a knife, "Kill the sheep, kill the sheep."
The children who were originally bored all jumped up and came to watch with curious faces. Even Xu Mo sat upright on the bed and looked through the window to the courtyard.
Killing sheep is a job that requires both strength and skill.
The half-grown lamb was carried to the table, and Jiang San and Jiang Si held down its hands and feet. Wang Xiaosong carried a bucket of hot water, and Wang Xiaozhu held a whetstone. The whole family really joined the battle.
The master must have not done this work for a few years. After comparing it with his knife for a long time, he decisively slashed the sheep's throat.
As the sheep's blood surged, the neighing sound also became fainter.
As timid as Wang Xiaozhu was, he had already squatted in a corner with his face covered.
Zhang Xianglian, who was a little bolder, also avoided looking, her hands holding the wooden basin trembling slightly.
Just then the master shouted at the top of his lungs, "Here comes the basin."
Her hand shook and she couldn't place it accurately, and bright red sheep blood splashed outside.
I originally thought that the master would laugh good-naturedly, but I didn't expect him to be serious and serious, "Be sure to be accurate."
After speaking, move the wooden basin to the correct position.
When the blood flowed out and the sheep was almost breathless, the master picked it with his fingers and neatly tied a knot in the throat.
The next step is a little disgusting, requiring you to cut a knife into the sheep's hoof and blow air into it.
The master's waist is hunched, his round belly does not affect his movements at all, he does not mind the sheep's hooves being dirty, and he is not afraid of other people's eyes. His attitude is as serious as an engraved gold hairpin.
Zhang Xianglian was watching from the side, and suddenly felt that the man in front of her was radiating light. The senses were completely different from the good temper, which was novel and thrilling.
No wonder the old saying goes, serious men are the most handsome.
She lowered her head shyly, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the master had already finished blowing his breath and was neatly peeling the skin, tearing the flesh, and processing the abdominal cavity.
The originally intimidating link slowly became calm at this moment.
Also calm was Jiang Sheng.
From the moment she cut her throat, she stretched her neck to look.
Chang Yan covered her eyes several times, but they were forced to open her eyes.
When skinning, she was even more happy and curious, chasing after him and yelling, "Why are you blowing air? Why do you have to blow air from the sheep's hooves? Can't you do it from other places?"
These questions left the brothers speechless and no one could answer them.
After the master skinned the sheep, he was sweating profusely and said, "The purpose of blowing air on the sheep is to facilitate skinning. The air passes between the skin and the meat through the whole body to separate the skin and meat. The purpose of blowing air from the sheep's hooves is to tie it up and ensure that there is no air leakage." .”
Jiang Sheng suddenly realized.
Zhang Xianglian on the side only felt that the master's body was getting brighter and brighter. She gritted her teeth and took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
The master's smile seemed to be struck by lightning. The smile on his round face rose and fell, then fell and rose again. Finally, he bit the tip of his tongue until he was sure that this was not a dream.
"Xianlian." His voice trembled, "You...you wiped my sweat."
Zhang Xianglian's face turned red and she softly said "hmm".
"Then wipe it for me again, and wipe it again." The master couldn't wait.
Zhang Xianglian's complexion changed from red to red, she wiped it randomly twice, couldn't stay any longer, and left in shame.
Only the children covered their mouths and snickered, expressing blessings, joy, and a bit of fun.
The master took a deep breath, knowing that some things couldn't be rushed, so he patiently continued to decompose the mutton.
This process is slightly better than killing a sheep, but the sharp knife cuts through the flesh and bones, and it still makes Wang Xiaozhu feel a little uncomfortable.
On the other hand, if Jiang Sheng hadn't been pulled by Chang Yan, he would have wanted to go over and touch him.
The fundamental reason is that she has suffered too much hunger in the past years. Food is her favorite thing and eating is her favorite thing.
As for the cruelty of killing sheep, the dripping blood is far less important than living.
"The lamb legs and lamb chops will be grilled for you later." Zheng Ruqian tugged on her pigtails, "The rest are all stewed, how about that?"
Jiang Sheng nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Second brother, let's just kill one sheep."
"Why?" Zheng Ruqian was a little curious, "These sheep haven't grown yet. Each one can weigh up to thirty kilograms. It will be eaten in a few days. Then I will kill the second one for you to satisfy your greed. Wouldn't it be good?"
OK, of course.
Being able to eat dozens of kilograms of mutton in this lonely New Year is a blessing that many people would envy. But Jiang Sheng was thinking about a brother far away. She counted with her fingers, wondering whether the third brother should deserve it. It’s family leave.
There were two sheep in total. They tasted this one first and left one to wait for the third brother to come back to eat. No one was left out.
By the way, you can also ask for credit from your third brother: Look, this is what my sister left for you.
Jiang Sheng felt complacent about his little calculation.
Leng Buding's pigtails were put down, and Zheng Ruqian was stunned, "You are smart, he ate countless sheep in Northern Xinjiang, and you still need to keep them."
Jiang Sheng covered his head and looked over with resentment.
"Skin these two sheep and eat them all. Skin them together. If you want to eat them, we will try again." Zheng Ruqian pretended not to see it and directed Jiang San and Jiang Si to tie up the second sheep.
The master chef threw the cut meat into the basin, peeled the skin and bled it again.
By the time both sheep were taken care of, it was already dark and everyone was hungry.
Aunt Zhang and Wang Xiaozhu brought food from the kitchen.
There are tofu stewed in sheep's blood, sheep heads braised in clear soup, lamb chops and legs grilled over charcoal fire until they are fragrant, braised lamb backbones, crispy big elbows, braised big carp, and cut into pieces. Slices of cold lamb liver and heart.
It’s a dazzling array of things to see and can be called rich.
The master chef finally washed away the smell of sheep from his body and took a deep breath, "Miss Xianglian's craftsmanship is better. I'm going to have a good meal tonight."
Jiang Sheng blinked and deliberately teased him, "Master, Youran is still waiting in line. What if I call you?"
The master's eyes widened and he said, "I am a master. I usually teach my disciples. Occasionally, a distinguished person will make some dishes. I am not needed for such a large number of meals."
Besides, this was his first year with Sister Xianglian, so the restaurant could only be at the back.
Everyone couldn't help laughing and greeted each other to sit down.
Just as he was about to start, there was a ding-ding-dong-dong sound coming from outside.
