"I know, Qingqing, how are you at your craftsmanship? Can braised pig's trotters be delicious? I've never seen you do it."
Meng Hang found a small pair of tweezers and began to pull out the pig hairs from the pig's trotters. If they were not pulled out cleanly, the stew would not taste good.
"Of course it's delicious. Braised pork ribs, braised pork trotters, and braised pork are guaranteed to make you extremely delicious."
Half a fan of pork was cut into pieces by Su Qing, and the fat and thin parts were used for stuffing. The pork belly was braised in braise, or cut into cubes to make braised pork.
I can't eat so much at one time, so I put the remaining meat in the refrigerator for later consumption.
Cut the pork belly into small pieces, blanch them in water, take them out, and Meng Hang plucked the hair off the pigs.
Su Qing planned to braise the pork first, and then braise the pork ribs and pork in braised pork. To save trouble, he cooked the pork belly and pork ribs in one pot, so he only had a big firewood pot at home. Anyway, the taste was not bad.
After cleaning the big firewood pot, Zhu Xiuyun came back from picking vegetables. He also dug up a lot of onions, ginger and garlic needed for the stew, which was just in time.
Pour oil into the pot, add onion, ginger, garlic, pepper and other seasonings, stir-fry until fragrant, add water, then add the pig's trotters, elbows, a few large pieces of meat, add sugar, rice wine, soy sauce to adjust the color. Anyway, I have put in all the seasonings I have on hand. Let Meng Hang bring to a boil over high heat, then turn to low heat and simmer slowly.
Meng Hang looked at the pot, while Su Qing and Zhu Xiuyun were sitting in the yard picking vegetables.
A large piece of wood was placed on the bottom of the pot, which could burn for a long time. Meng Hang kneaded the dough first and asked Zhu Xiuyun where the energy flour was?
Zhu Xiuyun found half a bag of noodles. She was not worried about Meng Hang making noodles. "Meng Hang, you really know how to make noodles. Didn't you lie to me?"
Meng Hang said with a smile: "Grandma Zhu, don't worry, I make the noodles every time we eat dumplings. It's not a lot of noodles, so I make them all. There are a lot of people eating today. After making the noodles, I'll call my grandma to join us." Come and help.”
"Grandma, let him do it. In school, Meng Hang cooked for me. Now his skills have been honed. He has the energy to cook evenly."
As soon as Zhu Xiuyun heard that, he continued to wash the vegetables. Today he was going to cook for more than ten people, and he would have to wash several large basins of vegetables alone.
Fortunately, it was winter and there was less work. She didn't plant much in the planting field of her new house. Qingqing went to school. Why was she wasting energy stones? She might as well plant less so that everything was free. The planting field at home had to be watered every few days. Just weed it.
Meng Hang was looking at the pot and mixing the noodles. The wood under the big firewood pot was still burning. The soup in the pot was gurgling and fragrant.
Meng Hang raised his nose to smell it and murmured: "It smells so good. Could it be that Qingqing is really good at stewing meat? It's no different from how grandma makes it. She just puts it in and cooks it. But why does Qingqing make the stew so fragrant?"
The noodles were ready quickly. Meng Hang thought that making dumplings was a lot of work. It involved chopping vegetables and mincing meat fillings. Grandma Zhu’s chopping board and rolling pin were not enough, so he went to get his own ones to use.
After talking to Zhu Xiuyun, she remembered that she had just invited Uncle Su and the Meng family to eat dumplings, but no one had told them what happened. Zhu Xiuyun wiped his hands.
"Meng Hang, go to the fields and tell your parents and second uncle that you can come to my house for dinner and have dumplings. Ask your mother and second grandma to come back early to help when they are free. I'll call your grandma. I know how to use the chopping board and other things. bring here."
"I know, Grandma Zhu, I'm leaving then."
Meng Hang, a young boy with nimble legs and feet and a master of martial arts, swooped away and disappeared in a moment.
Zhu Xiuyun smiled and scolded: "It's so anxious. He runs so fast. This kid is really talented in martial arts."
Zhu Xiuyun went to Meng's house and invited Meng Hang's grandmother, Luo Cuilan, to come to the house for dinner and help make dumplings together.
After hearing this, Mrs. Meng didn't say anything. She was still thinking about why her grandson didn't go home for lunch at noon, but she still had her younger grandson Meng Shuo to take care of, so she didn't go out to look for her. The eldest grandson went to town with Zhu Xiuyun, and she Don’t worry too.
Meng Hang's unscrupulous parents had left their eldest son alone after having enough fun yesterday. During lunch, they seemed to have forgotten that their eldest son had gone home. They just took care of eating and drinking themselves, without even asking where the child had gone.
Seeing that her elder sister didn't want to go, Zhu Xiuyun pretended to be angry and said:
"Sister Cuilan, sister-in-law, it's so easy for me to invite you once. Why don't you go? My Qingqing is outside thanks to Meng Hang taking care of her. I heard Qingqing say that Meng Hang often cooks for her. We grew up together. Good sisters, the two children are studying together again, just like my own family, if you don't go, I will be angry."
Zhu Xiuyun and Luo Cuilan were from the same village. They married into Shanquan Village one after another, and their husbands' families were neighbors, so their relationship had always been good.
Zhu Xiuyun is younger than Luo Cuilan, and she always likes to call her sister and sister-in-law alternately.
Luo Cuilan had no choice but to agree:
"Okay, why don't I go? I'll find a sling to put Meng Shuo on my back, and I won't delay my work."
"When you get to my house, just put Meng Shuo on the bed and let Qingqing coax him. The stuffing will belong to us two sisters."
"Okay, let's go," Grandma Meng Luo Cuilan put her little grandson on his back and got acquainted with the sling.
This is a popular method of raising children in the village. It can take care of the children without disturbing the adults' work.
Zhu Xiuyun took the Meng family's rolling pin, chopping board, and kitchen knives, as well as several vegetable basins. There were many people eating, and her own was not enough.
As soon as Grandma Meng Luo Cuilan entered the Su family courtyard, she smelled a strong fragrance that made people salivate.
"Xiuyun, what do you cook so deliciously?"
"Qingqing made braised pork. The child just came home and wanted to eat something good. She bought pork, but she insisted on making it herself. Qingqing, Grandma Meng is here."
Su Qing, who was chopping vegetables in the kitchen, quickly put down the knife and ran out.
"Grandma Meng, you're here. It's rude of me not to visit you at home when I get back."
Luo Cuilan smiled and said, "Girl, whatever you are rude to do is yours, so you don't have to pay attention to it. There is no need to be polite."
Zhu Xiuyun said: "Qingqing, you play with Meng Shuo on the bed for a while, and leave the kitchen work to us."
Su Qing glanced at Meng Shuo behind Grandma Meng, a fat boy who was more delicate than Meng Hang and more like Wang Qian. He was looking at her curiously with a pair of big black eyes.
So cute, Su Qing felt her heart melt and nodded immediately,
"Okay, grandma, help me keep an eye on the pot and keep it simmering until half of the soup is left. I will make a pot of braised pork and I will mix the stuffing later."
"I know, we don't know how to mix dumpling fillings,"
Not to mention making dumplings, Zhu Xiuyun and the others have never eaten dumplings. Synthetic food is best when made into paste. Steaming steamed buns and making pancakes requires mixing energy flour, which is also very unpalatable. How can people in Shanquan Village be willing to use energy? Make steamed buns with flour.
Su Qing thought that Meng Hang would be back soon, and she could just let Meng Hang take care of the child while she made braised pork and mixed the stuffing.
Zhu Xiuyun and Luo Cuilan walked into the kitchen and started chopping vegetables. They were experts at work as expected. Each of them had a chopping board and a kitchen knife. They held it in their hands, and they cut a large pot of stuffing in no time.
They've seen steamed buns before, but I really don't know what dumplings look like, but it's easy to cut the fillings, just chop them into small pieces.
Chop the cabbage, beans, cabbage, and large white radish and put them in a large basin. Sprinkle with salt as Qing Qing said to marinate the water.
The two old sisters started to chop the meat filling again, one person was cutting a large piece of pork, and they were chopping. Chopping the meat filling was a little tiring.
Luo Cuilan saw that the meat was stewed in the pot, and there were two large pots of meat and ribs that had not yet been stewed. She and Xiuyun also had two kilograms of minced meat in their hands.
How much meat did she buy? The child had just come back and she was really willing to spend money.
Why don't you save it for Qingqing to eat slowly, and invite them all to come as guests? These days, every family can't eat stew a few times throughout the year.
Inviting people to dinner, all the meat was prepared. Qingqing was so small, she could eat as much as she could, and the meat might be gone before she was full. She had the intention to remind Zhu Xiuyun,
