In this way, from picking the intestines to cutting the meat, Da Qizi wrapped it into balls all by himself, while a group of women only helped throughout the process.
To Ji Donglai's great surprise, Zhao Shuying, who usually felt like his fingers were clean, also helped, smiling the whole time. It was obvious that the other party liked this atmosphere very much.
The traditional Northeastern pig-killing dishes are from the north and the south. Blood sausage, beam bones, boiled white meat, stewed vegetables, pork liver, and stir-fried pork lungs are all good dishes.
The pork started to be cooked here, and Ding Aixing and others had already roasted the pig's head. According to Ji Donglai's request, they cut the pig's head in half and threw it into another big pot.
The pig's trotters, pig's tail, everything was burned with an alcohol lamp and thrown into the pot. Throw in ginger cooking wine, soy sauce, star anise, and various other things to remove the fishy smell.
"Boss, I didn't realize that you were working at home. We thought you only children didn't even work at home!"
Da Qizi watched Ji Donglai and several children working on pig heads and other things the whole time. At this time, several children had prepared small iron pots, sugar, and tinfoil according to Ji Donglai's request, and were waiting. Take the pig head out of the pot and smoke it.
"I rarely work at home. I just hang out with my grandparents and my parents. Now that I'm over twenty, I don't have so much to rely on. My family's conditions are actually average. Otherwise, how could I choose such an industry? Wouldn’t it be better if I chose finance? How good would it feel to count money all day long?”
Ji Donglai made a gesture of counting money towards the other party. His focused expression was as if there was real money in front of him, making everyone laugh.
The stove was quickly welded in the riveting and welding workshop. There were quite a few skewers from the two lamb thighs. The car spokes in the scrap pile were the most suitable for making skewers. This time, Ji Donglai wanted to make the skewers himself. As a result, he was pushed away by four female welders.
"You can't control the heat, let's do it!"
The four of us sat in front of the stove with a bottle of beer each. From making charcoal to finally starting the roasting, the other party was very professional.
A large pot of stewed rice, a bunch of scallions placed in front of the long table, Northeastern soybean paste, and two large pots of fire-roasted and steamed buns with Central Plains characteristics.
Ji Donglai's group of people are descendants of Northeastern people. When eating, they mainly like white rice. The local workers all make fire-roasted or big steamed buns.
Even if they eat boiled white meat, the locals will take a big steamed bun and break it in half to eat. Liu Yupeng mailed a large jar of chili oil to Ji Donglai in the previous stage. Ji Donglai has never been willing to eat it, so he also contributed this time come out.
"Uh, Sister Zhao, are you from Guizhou or Sichuan? Hunan?"
What shocked Ji Donglai was that Zhao Shuying broke the steamed buns apart, and while others rolled the meat, she rolled it in proper red chili oil, spread it on a layer, and then ate it between them.
"Why do you say that?"
Zhao Shuying took a bite of steamed buns and a bite of blood tofu, then looked back at Ji Donglai.
"This is the first time I've seen a girl eat chili pepper like this..."
Ji Donglai grinned, embarrassed to say the following words.
"The worst thing is that your buttocks hurt, who knows who hurts? You can help me when it hurts, or maybe I'll pop it up for you to see..."
"coax!"
"Hahaha……"
No one expected that Zhao Shuying, who was usually stern and unsmiling, had such a side. Suddenly a group of people burst into laughter, and several people pointed at Ji Dong with chopsticks and criticized him.
"You want to know? Boss, you can ask about everything!"
"That's it, if you think someone is eating too much of your food, just say it, I can't give you two money. Is our God of Wealth grandma short of money? Isn't that right, Sister Zhao?"
"It's so naughty. I couldn't bear to take it out a few days ago. Eat more, Sister Zhao. You can take it away later and eat it at home. The four of us will make the decision for you, hahaha..."
Zhao Shuying started, and everyone started to let go. Ji Donglai was so rebuffed that he quickly raised his hands to surrender, secretly thinking that these married ladies really don't dare to offend, and they might ruin your outlook on life.
The meal starts at two o'clock in the afternoon and lasts until get off work. Those who have work go back to work, and those who don't have a job can drink. Ji Donglai prepared sufficient ingredients for these people.
Ji Donglai's smoked pig head came last. It was cooked for three hours and smoked in the pot for thirty minutes. Not to mention the smell.
Half of the kebabs were eaten by the four female workers. Zhao Shuying and Sun Li ate dozens of them. When Ji Donglai's smoked pig head came, no one ate the mutton kebabs.
"It smells so good, the owner is a good eater!"
"Well, it smells really good. This is my first time eating it like this. I used to smoke it like roast chicken. It turns out that pig head meat can also be eaten like this. I'm convinced!"
The butchered pig dish just now was enough to get these people excited, but now it is paired with smoked pig head, and all the workers are eating even more enthusiastically. The female workers specialize in pig's trotters, and even though Ji Donglai has been around for two generations, he doesn't know where pig's trotters are more delicious than pig's head meat.
During the dinner, I drank a full thirty boxes of beer and six barrels of liquor. Fortunately, the factory was harmonious enough and there was no unpleasantness during the meal.
The sheep were slaughtered the next day. This time Ji Donglai chose to eat at noon. The steaming mutton soup, paired with delicious kebabs, was enough to satisfy everyone at once.
"My boss is really bad. Who can eat stewed pork and mutton stew?"
"That's right, you eat it in two months! I really can't eat it now, there are so many skewers that haven't been grilled yet!"
A group of workers ate skewers in the yard at noon. The feeling was not so sour and refreshing. May in Hebei is not particularly hot, but that doesn't mean it's not hot.
Fragrant grilled skewers, paired with delicious mutton soup, and casual beer, the lungs of a group of people are almost rising.
Seeing that there were so many delicious foods that they could no longer eat, a group of women began to complain about Ji Donglai, including Zhao Shuying. Ji Donglai rolled his eyes and secretly thought that it is true that women, no matter how highly educated they are, are just gossiping about this. batch.
Zhao Shuying originally wanted to go to the Dragon Boat Festival to collect the debt, but Ji Donglai stopped him. After all, he wanted to let others celebrate the festival.
Taking a leg of lamb with him, Ji Donglai handed over the factory to a group of capable men and returned directly to his hometown.
"I've been walking for so long without any information. This little girl is so heartless!"
Glancing at his phone, he saw that Cui Mingyan had been away for so long but no message came back. Ji Donglai shook his head and drove the car back to his yard. Ning Caiyun happened to come out and hurried over to pick up Ji Donglai's things.
"I've prepared everything for May Day, why are you bringing this? How many days can you stay here when you come back?"
Reaching out to help Ji Donglai clean the dandruff on his clothes, Ning Caiyun quickly poured water for his son.
"I can stay for four or five days. Mom, did you close the video store?"
Ji Donglai looked at the pile of things in the warehouse at home. They used to be left at the video store.
