Chapter 218 I'm sorry
Zhou Zhi said shamelessly: "Then you come early tomorrow, and Sister Xiaojuan'er will also have to trouble you."
"Yes, I know." Feng Xueshan nodded, but suddenly smiled again: "Jiuzi, what do you think it would be like to let Shu Yi take care of this?"
"Qian Ke Don't scare her." Zhou Zhi suddenly became worried again: "If you mention it to her, she will definitely help, but...she is really not suitable for this..."
"Tch! Feng Xueshan was scornful again: "You are a... quite generous person, right? Why are you so cautious when you meet her?"
After saying that, he looked at Zhou Zhi again: "If you had shown me one-tenth of the care you gave her at that time, maybe I would..."
"But stop it!" Zhou Zhi also recovered. The normal situation between the two people is that they do not recognize the calculation of this account: "That is Is it my reason? Wasn’t I careful enough for you? Who only had eyes for the little brother at that time? It’s up to me, right?” “Bah!” Feng Xueshan is a parent. The characteristic is that when I can't reason with you, I resort to tactics. , took a barbecue skewer and hit Zhou Zhi on the back of his hand: "What's your excuse? Can't you... just catch up and fight for love?!"
"Hahahaha..." Zhou Zhi She couldn't stop laughing: "Miss Feng, what do you mean? Fighting for love? The premise of this usage is that you are already loved by handsome guy Liu."
"We don't care what the facts are, but you have defined it this way for yourself, you said to me. What else can you do? ”
It was particularly warm to talk about these past events, and the relationship between the two gradually re-understood each other's feelings from the stranger who had not seen each other for half a year, and returned to the close relationship they had before.
In the evening, the bacon was almost finished baking.
Although two Guangwei sausages were lost and a piece of semi-fat and lean pork belly was missing, Zhou Zhi did not think it was the fault of the three of them being greedy. Those were normal losses in the production process.
Two and a half percent of the moisture in the bacon has disappeared, giving it a smoky color after being smoked and grilled.
Zhou Zhi took a knife and cut a strip of bacon. At the incision, the lean meat turned a beautiful red, the fat meat turned a turbid white, and the skin turned a bright brown.
"Not bad." Feng Xueshan is an expert: "Bake us a few more crispy pieces and let you go."
"Wow, I've been drinking all day." Zhou Zhi shook his note: "The wine is gone. .”
Although plum wine is intoxicating, it only becomes so when a large amount of it is drunk quickly. Today's slow and shallow drinking mainly focused on chatting, plus the warm wine evaporates part of the alcohol, and it is not enough after a whole day. A tipsy one.
Feng Xueshan's face turned pink, her eyes became watery, and her eyebrows were as dark as black, and her lips were like pictures: "This is the best way to drink in winter. The ancients really knew how to enjoy it. "
"I will also bring "The Thorn Birds" next time. You read it in English and I read it in Chinese. "
Zhou Zhi smiled bitterly: "Well, okay, let's collect your things. I'll prepare the materials tonight, and you have to come early tomorrow."
Feng Xueshan also had a hint of panic in her eyes, and she quickly covered it up: "Okay, I'll collect it while you roast the pig skin."
This It’s also a big backpack, and the conditions at home are much better now than before. This year, my mother made nearly two hundred pounds of bacon, sausages, soy sauce meat, salted duck, duck gizzards, ribs, and even some duck gizzards that haven’t been made in many years. Liang Zhouzhi believes that the most difficult part of bacon is ham.
The meat of the ham is thick, and it is difficult to get the salt into the deepest part. If it is not done properly, the innermost part close to the bone will become smelly, which is also known as the "fatty taste" in local dialect, which will affect the taste.
Of course, there are some odor-chasing kings who just like that one bite, but that’s another story for another time.
The cut piece of meat is carefully prepared to make a delicacy that is customary for Jiachuan people.
This delicacy is pig cake. The most authentic way is to use the bacon on the day of smoking, commonly known as "fire bacon", to make the filling.
That piece of pig skin is not used, so I just use part of it as an ingredient for baking crispy skin.
"I'll have another drink." Guan Tingting held the small cup and looked at Zhou Zhi eagerly.
The little girl also played on the roof and ate barbecue all afternoon, but Zhou Zhi only gave her one cup, and later he gave her another cup.
Zhou Zhi mixed the remaining points and counted them as three cups in front of him: "Come on, Tingting. It's strange that you can still eat it when you get home later."
"Then I won't eat it. "Brother Zhuzi invited me to have barbecue." Guan Tingting said with a smile, "Let me tell you the words, um - sometimes my heart seems to be in love, beside the plum tree, there are flowers and plants, life and death. If one wishes, no one will complain. "What the hell are you saying?" "The Peony Pavilion"? "The Story of the West Chamber"? "Ting", Brother Xiuzi, have you read it?"
"No, I have read the excerpt, but I know this flavor!"
"..."
After a lazy day like this, when Zhou Zhi and Feng Xueshan came home each carrying a large basket of bacon sausages, grandma couldn't help but praise: "Xueshan is the most capable."
“Thank you grandma for the compliment.” Feng Xueshan smiled and said, “Did the monk beat the rice back?”
"I called back." Grandma smiled and said: "It was your idea, the rice pulp is mixed with glutinous rice flour, just right!"
"Then I will come early tomorrow." Yang He Having already come out, they were responsible for taking down the long bamboo pole for drying clothes, and then Zhou Zhi and Feng Xueshan began to thread the lanyards into the bamboo pole.
One bamboo pole can hang seventy or eighty pounds of meat, and two poles can hang all the meat.
Now that the balcony can see the light, the flower pots at home are lined up from the kitchen entrance in the distance to the balcony door.
Zhou Zhi was worried that the dripping oil would contaminate the flowers and plants: "I'll have to move the flowers downstairs to avoid the limelight of the bacon."
Grandma thought this would be more pleasing to the eye: "This is the only way to It's like a personal household, waiting for your third sister The target is here, dripping oil all over him!"
"Huh? Hahahaha..." Zhou Zhi finally understood why grandma was obsessed with the bacon at home this year and praised her mother for doing so much at once. It turns out that I have been worried about this.
"Then you, old man, just sit here and enjoy it slowly." Zhou Zhi said with a smile: "Grandma, I sent Xueshan home."
"You kid won't let others eat?" Grandma said anxiously: "Bai It’s been a day.”
“It depends on your choice of words.” Zhou Zhi waved his hand: “It’s been a day on the roof. We have something to eat and drink, and it’s packed.”
“Grandma, I just finished eating upstairs.” Feng Xueshan said with a smile, “Grandma, I’m going to come down early.”< br>
Zhou Zhi turned over a piece of good bacon, picked up a bunch of sausages, and came out of the dormitory of the sugar and wine company with Feng Xueshan.
The two walked in silence for a while as before, Zhou Zhi still whispered: "Xueshan, I'm sorry."
"I didn't mean it." Feng Xueshan lowered her head and said, "Don't think too much about it. , don’t get me wrong.”
The tacit understanding between the two is difficult for outsiders to know. This is what Feng Xueshan blurted out on the rooftop to read "The Thorn Birds" with Zhou Zhi.
At that moment, she seemed to have forgotten that she had already given the book "The Thorn Birds" to Jiang Shuyi.
“I owe you, Xueshan, one more time.”
"Then you owe me a lot."
"...Yes, I'm not good."
"That's not to say, you are very good, but you are just not suitable for me. I In terms of that kind of relationship.”
“It’s really okay with you?”
“It’s unintentional, okay? It’s the charm of that book, it has nothing to do with you!”
(End of this chapter)