Jian Jia picked up a few pieces of oil residue and put them in a small bowl. After Qin Lang stopped crying and just sobbed in Qin Yi's arms, she put the small bowl in Qin Lang's hand: "Big Black Bad, we will ignore it today." , I made delicious braised pork and didn’t give it to it.”
Qin Lang flattened his mouth and looked in the direction of Dahei with tears in his eyes. When he saw the dog turned into a ball due to grievance, he began to soften his heart again: "I'd better give it to eat. I'm not angry anymore." It was his own fault. , his brother clearly reminded him to put the bowl on the table when eating, and not to place it in a low place. The general never coveted the food on the table, but he would default to the food under the table as his.
He obviously forgot about this, but he still had the nerve to cry... Qin Lang raised his eyes and glanced at Qin Yi's face, then looked at the puddle of water on Qin Yi's chest, then lowered his head and sat up straight, no He shyly withdrew from his brother's arms. If there was a crack in the ground, he would crawl in without hesitation.
At this time, the second uncle walked in from outside the door. He was wearing a raincoat and holding a bamboo basket containing the offal in one hand. Qin Lang quickly rubbed his eyes, stood up and ran towards his second uncle quickly: "Second uncle, I'm here to help you." The second uncle came too timely, otherwise he wouldn't know how to face his brother.
Looking at Qin Lang's thin back, Qin Yi looked guilty. As an elder brother, he was indeed not observant enough and failed to notice anything unusual about his younger brother. But it doesn't matter, there is still a long time to come, and the brothers still have a long time to understand each other.
"Qin Yi, I have something to discuss with you. Do you think we should find a wife for Lang'er?" Qin Yi's eyes fell on Qin Lang, and Jian Jia felt that she could mention something about Lang'er. "Lang'er is already seven years old, which is the age when he should start studying. He has a quiet personality and likes to practice calligraphy and read books. Let's go back and see which school or private school has a teacher with a good temper and good knowledge. Let's send Lang'er there?"
When she first met Qin Lang, Jian Jia thought he was a four or five-year-old child. It was later learned that he was seven years old. Children in Dajing can be enlightened at the age of five. Although Qin Lang is two years late, it is still not too late to be enlightened now.
Qin Yi glanced at Jian Jia in surprise, then turned his head and stared at Qin Lang's back in silence. He had considered what Jian Jia said last year. He himself could read and write, so of course he didn't want his younger brother to be illiterate.
But finding someone to enlighten you is easier said than done.
It would be fine if the Qin family was located in a village, but the Qin family was far away in the mountains. There were not many households within a five-mile radius, let alone a private school. When Lang'er was five years old, his parents sent him to a private school outside the village. The private school was eight miles away from home. Every day before dawn, father or mother would have to go over the mountains to send Lang'er to study. Not long after lunch, they would have to go over the mountains again to pick him up.
Back and forth, every day is spent on the road. Later, my mother had an accident and my father was unable to pick up and drop off Lang'er alone, so his study was delayed.
Last year, Qin Yi thought that it would not be difficult to pick up and drop off Lang'er because he had a handsome family at home, so he thought about sending Lang'er to school. But he soon discovered that he was too naive. Just traveling back and forth between the mountains and the town every day already consumed too much of his energy. If there were more pick-up and drop-off tasks for Lang'er, he would really have nothing to do.
Moreover, he had visited the private school outside the mountain. The master was an old stubborn who could only memorize by rote. The children who entered the school were naughty. Qin Yi did not think that Lang'er could learn knowledge there.
It was very difficult to find a school that was not too far from home and had an educated master. Qin Yi came back to his senses, sighed softly, and told her the difficulties he was considering.
After simmering, the braised pork in the pot exudes a unique fragrance. The fragrance is like having eyes that penetrate into people's nasal cavities, causing the temple of the five internal organs to become noisy. Smelling the familiar aroma of meat, Jian Jia felt particularly relaxed. She looked at Qin Yi, who was silently thinking, and knew what he was in trouble for. Jian Jia looked at the hazy sky outside the hospital with distant eyes: "It depends on human beings. If we encounter any difficulties along the way, we can find a way to solve it. What do you think?"
Although Jian Jia has never been a parent, she knows that no matter what era, children are the hope of the family. She has also considered Qin Yi's worries. Now that she has brought up this topic, she has not thought about passing all the responsibilities on Qin Yi. When Lang'er calls her "sister", she will become a responsible eldest sister and take care of him within the scope of her ability.
After a pause, Jian Jia looked at Qin Yi with a smile: "Will you teach me how to ride a horse later?"
Qin Yi was stunned for a moment. Jian Jia's topic was too jumping. One moment he was discussing Lang'er's enrollment, and the next moment he jumped to horse riding. At this time, he heard Jian Jia's voice ringing in his ears: "When I learn to ride a horse, I can ride a horse to a place not too far away. From now on, when Lang'er arrives at the private school, whoever is free between me and you will pick him up and drop him off." .”
Qin Yi's pupils suddenly widened. Looking at Jian Jia's smile, his heart seemed to have been hit hard by something, feeling heavy, warm and painful. After a moment, he nodded solemnly: "Okay."
After the rain clears up, he will teach Jian Jia how to ride a horse.
The rain did not stop, so Uncle Qin could only roughly clean the internal organs in the water channel. The intestines and lungs in the bamboo basket gave off a not so good smell, which made Qin Lang, who was helping to carry the basket, have his facial features distorted. Qin Yi quickly stepped forward to take away the bamboo basket. He hung the bamboo basket under the eaves of the corridor and cleaned it slowly.
Uncle Qin took off his coir raincoat and inhaled the fragrance floating in the courtyard: "It smells so good. What delicious food is Jia'er making?"
Jian Jia smiled and said: "I'm making braised pork. It should be cooked by now. Second uncle, can you help me taste it?" The firewood stove is strong, and the braised pork is already cooked until the stew. The reddish-brown braised pork is immersed in the rich flavor. In the soup, the bubbles swelled from time to time and trembled tremblingly.
Picking up a few pieces of braised pork and putting them in a bowl, Jian Jia called to Qin Yi: "Will you try the taste with my second uncle?" If it tastes good, she will collect the juice and prepare to serve the braised pork.
After seeing the pieces of meat in the bowl, Qin Yi understood the true meaning of the three words braised pork. In order to save trouble on weekdays, even if he buys meat, he will only boil it in plain water and dip it in soy sauce to eat. He will not spend time stewing it.
The meat in the bowl is brown and red and translucent, and the thick pig skin has been boiled into gelatin, which can be easily pierced with chopsticks. The fat and lean meat are intertwined on the pig skin. The color of the fat meat is transparent, while the color of the lean meat is much thicker. The meat pieces are coated with oily soup, and the tangy meat aroma is like a little hand constantly waving.
Because the cooking time is not too long, the meat has not yet reached the point of tenderness, and you can clearly feel the elasticity coming from the tips when picking it up with chopsticks. After blowing on the meat gently to ensure that the temperature of the meat on the chopsticks dropped enough to be edible, Qin Yi delivered the piece of meat to Qin Lang's mouth.
Qin Lang has a small mouth and can only bite half of the meat in one bite. The tight piece of flesh was split in two between Qin Lang's teeth, and the fat meat under the teeth marks was torn apart, and shiny oil overflowed. As he opened and closed his mouth, the rich aroma of meat swept through his entire mouth.
The braised pork made by Jian Jia is on the sweet side. The braised pork is moderately salty and sweet, not dry, fat but not greasy. The various spices perfectly cover the fishy smell of wild boar meat. When you taste it carefully, you can not only feel the flavor The meat is plump and you can feel the ultimate umami flavor after the spices and meat are fused.
Qin Lang's eyes lit up as he chewed the meat: "It's delicious! Second uncle, brother, this meat is delicious!"
Before Qin Lang spoke, the second uncle had already picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth. At this moment, he gave a thumbs up: "Smells! It smells so good! This is the first time that the old man has eaten such delicious braised pork! "
Jian Jia smiled and said, "Second uncle praises me so much that I feel embarrassed." No matter what he cooks, the Qin family always supports him. As a cook, the praise and CD actions from diners are the best praise for her.
After Qin Yi fed Qin Lang a whole piece of meat, he picked up the last piece of meat in the bowl and put it into his mouth. After eating the braised pork with thick oil and red sauce, he felt great satisfaction in his heart. He finally understood why Jian Jia was talking about braised pork in her dreams. It turned out that this was the delicacy she had been thinking about in her dreams. After today, if he can't eat braised pork for a month, I'm afraid he will miss this delicious taste in his dreams.
Seeing that the three people from the Qin family received good feedback, Jian Jia nodded with satisfaction. In fact, the current braised pork is not considered a success. There is too much soup, and the color and presentation of the braised pork are not optimal. As a qualified foodie, she is willing to wait.
The wood fire in the stove became stronger, and the braised pork soup gradually evaporated and became thicker. Finally, when the soup is thick enough to coat the braised pork, the meat is ready to be cooked.
A large bowl full of braised pork is dripping with oil, and just looking at it is extremely satisfying. Jian Jia picked up a piece and blew it, then stuffed it into her mouth with satisfaction: "Well, that's the taste!" If she had to find fault, it would be that the wild boar wasn't fat enough and the braised pork wasn't tender enough. But it doesn’t matter. If you have a chance to buy a big fat pig from the farm in the future, then you can just make braised pork.
After the braised pork is out of the pot, the next dish is fried pork liver.
Wild boars are small and therefore have small livers. When Jian Jia saw the liver mixed in with the internal organs just now, she couldn't help but think of the fresh and tender stir-fried pork liver. She likes to eat pork liver very much, but she has trouble cutting it every time. The taste of pork liver is determined by knife skills, and tender raw pork liver is a test of knife skills.
But now she doesn't have to worry about knife skills. After seeing Qin Yi use a knife, she gave him the difficult task of cutting pig liver. And Qin Yi lived up to Jian Jia's trust. He cut the pork liver into thick, uniform and intact slices, which was perfect for stir-frying.
But before stir-frying, there is still some preparation work to be done. The liver is an organ that excretes sewage. If it is not handled properly, it will have a strong fishy smell. After Qin Yi cut the pig liver, Jian Jia soaked the pig liver in salt water. After changing the water three times, the purple-red pig liver color became lighter and became pinkish-white.
The drained pork liver also needs to be marinated with various seasonings to achieve the best texture and taste. Jian Jia was picky and added shredded ginger, white wine, pepper and a little soy sauce to the pork liver. Of course, the most important thing was the spoonful of sweet potato starch. With the addition of sweet potato starch, the fried pork liver will be more tender and smooth.
When she usually stir-fries pork liver, Jian Jia likes to use some vegetables with strong flavors, such as green peppers, onions or garlic sprouts, but now, let alone fresh vegetables, she even has to save some garlic.
Jian Jia patted the garlic and comforted herself: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. There will be fresh vegetables in a while." Several vegetable seeds have been sprinkled in the vegetable field outside Qin's house. She believes that it won't be long before she looks forward to it. Green and red peppers, pickled peppers and chopped peppers are all available.
