"Have you sold the pig intestines at home? No?"
Lu Miao asked uncertainly.
I didn’t seem to remember writing down pig intestines when I was keeping accounts before.
“No, it’s still soaking in the bucket, what’s wrong?”
Lu Miao shook her head, swallowed the noodle soup in her mouth, and muttered squeamishly:
"Didn't you just dry the bacon? If there are ready-made pig intestines, I would like to try to make sausages."
"Sausage?"
Bacon, Fu Jingyou knows.
Dachshund, this was really the first time he heard it.
Although Lu Miao is suspicious, Fu Jingyou will certainly not be reluctant if he wants to give it a try.
Without waiting for Lu Miao's reply, Fu Jingyou nodded directly:
"Okay. The large and small intestines are all here. My uncle cleaned them before. They smell strong. I will clean them up later."
After saying that, he asked again:
“Is it the same as making bacon? Spread salt on it and hang it to cool?”
Lu Miao laughed and shook his head:
"That's really completely different."
Fu Jingyou became curious, "That's it?"
"After dinner, you put away the pot and stove, and then put away the pig intestines ...I don’t know if it will work yet, and I don’t need to do too much. I’ll give it a try first.”
Lu Miao stuck out her tongue urgently, feeling slightly ashamed.
“As for the other things, you can take a look at them later when we do them.”
It's really not that she wants to show off.
This is actually her first time.
I don’t know if I can drink it yet, so I dare not say more.
After the meal, Fu Jingyou cleaned up the pots and stoves. Erbao yawned and wanted to go to bed, so he moved the crib in the room.
Put Erbao in the crib and cover her. Listening to Lu Miao, he made half a bottle of milk for her to hold and drink.
Sure enough, Erbao fell asleep holding the bottle after a few sips.
There was still a little milk in the bottle. Fu Jingyou pinched Dabao's face and pushed the pacifier directly.
Dabao is like an active fish in a pond. Before the pacifier comes close, his little mouth pouts.
“You brat, look how greedy you are, I’ll drink it for you after a while.”
Dabao couldn’t understand what his father said, so he stamped his feet happily on the cage chair. He stomped, holding the bottle in his fleshy little hands and quickly squirming his mouth.
When Fu Jingyou saw it, he was both funny and angry.
When Dabao finished drinking, he took the bottle and asked Dabao:
"Do you want to drink more, huh?"
"Ah, ah!"
Dabao opened his dark eyes and looked at his father.
Fu Jingyou handed the empty bottle forward, and Dabao immediately reached out to take it.
Fu Jingyou knew that this sturdy boy had not drunk enough.
There was still some milk powder at home, so Fu Jingyou didn’t hide it and filled a bottle for Dabao.
Lu Miao was chopping stuffing at the table, and when he looked up, he felt scary:
"Why do you make so much?"
Fu Jingyou pinched Dabao's tender little face and said truthfully:
"Milk nourishes people. Drink more to keep your body healthy."
Many people in the team said that Dabao is nourished by two babies. Okay, Fu Jingyou felt very happy after hearing this.
Because they were indeed raised well, he had never seen other people’s children in the past. They were all dark and thin, and looked not as healthy as the first and second babies.
Lu Miao loves to study, and the complementary food she makes accounts for more than half of the credit. The other half, Fu Jingyou feels, is inseparable from milk.
"What am I talking about?"
Lu Miao had no choice but to shake her head slightly:
"Hey... Anyway, think about it for a while and urinate frequently."
Fu Jingyou nodded.
However, Dabao was a straight man. After drinking the milk, Fu Jingyou turned around, and in less than half an hour, Dabao taught him a lesson on the spot. One pee wetted three pairs of pants.
The little jacket tucked into the waistband of the trousers was not spared either.
Fu Jingyou was so angry that when he carried Dabao to the front room to change clothes, he pinched Dabao's buttocks and hit him lightly several times.
Dabao thought his father was joking with him, so while Fu Jingyou was taking the clothes, he got up with his bare buttocks naked, dangling and trying to pull off his father's clothes.
Finally, he didn't fall off the bed. Fu Jingyou was frightened for a while, so he picked up Dabao and gave it to his butt.
I couldn't control my strength this time, and it hurt Dabao.
"Hit, dad beat..."
Dabao's mouth dropped, he covered his head and cried in frustration.
"I spanked you, why are you touching your head? Silly boy."
Fu Jingyou mentioned Dabao and put on a pair of clean pants for him, not forgetting to put on his little socks. Tuck in the corners of your trousers.
He hugged Dabao and patted him. Dabao immediately hugged his father's neck and put his soft little face close to it.
The two children in the family have very good personalities.
Dabao is easier to coax than Erbao. If anything happens, just hold him, shake him, and give him a kiss.
Er Bao usually doesn't make trouble, but once he starts crying, it doesn't stop immediately.
Children's clothes are not washed very much in winter. If they are washed too much, they will not keep them warm.
After putting Dabao back into the cage chair, Fu Jingyou set up a chair next to the stove and put Dabao's wet clothes on it to dry.
The kitchen was not small at first, but now it has a rocking bed, a cage chair, a stove, chairs, etc., and the space suddenly becomes crowded.
Fu Jingyou stood at the door with his hands on his hips, suddenly feeling a little difficult to move.
Lu Miao laughed and said nothing else.
After this experience, Fu Jingyou will know to control the amount of milk next time.
Especially in winter.
Most of the reserved meat was made into bacon.
There are also three long pieces of pork as wide as a palm in the basin, some are fat and some are thin, weighing about twenty kilograms.
Lu Miao picked and divided about five kilograms, and prepared a filling of six thin and four fat and a filling of eight thin and two fat.
She was busy mixing the stuffing.
After Fu Jingyou finished processing the pig intestines, she took a look and chose pig intestines.
There was no enema device of later generations, so it was really hard to fill sausages.
After working for a long time, her wrists were covered with minced meat. Lu Miao was sweating all over, and the pig intestines in her hands were still deflated.
It looks like it didn’t sink in at all.
Time consumed her patience, Lu Miao pouted and puffed out her cheeks a little unhappy.
Fu Jingyou understood her intention, went to the backyard, sawed some bamboo, washed it and brought it in:
"Can I use this?"
Lu Miao's eyes lit up, "It will definitely work!"
She was only thinking about the enema device just now, but she really didn’t think about the bamboo.
With tools, efficiency is doubled.
Lu Miao picked it up and looked at it. When he saw that it was almost half a meter full, he asked Fu Jingyou to tie it up in the middle with hemp rope.
She had been busy for a long time, and Fu Jingyou understood it clearly, so he asked her to wipe the meat on her hands clean, wash her hands and rest.
He does the rest.
Lu Miao nodded, and happened to be a little thirsty.
She sat down and drank a mouthful of water. She looked at Erbao in the crib, carefully not letting the quilt cover Erbao's little face, then turned around and sat down next to the stove.
While drinking water, Lu Miao said:
"Making sausages is like this. After filling, tie them up in sections, then find a thin skewer to poke some holes to vent air, and then hang them out to dry like bacon. That’s it.”
Fu Jingyou nodded slightly:
"Don't you need to add salt to this?"
"No, I added salt to it. I will try it first this time. If it tastes good, I will give it a try by the end of the year." Kill the pig and do more.”
Add more salt when the time comes and it will last longer.
"Okay."