Chapter 98 Killing Pigs
After a while, there was movement in the kitchen.
"Sliced noodles!" Jiang Jianguo said categorically as he listened, "Dad is in a good mood today, but I don't know if he has made the sauce. If you can pour a big spoonful of the sauce on the noodles and add 4 large pieces of braised beef, you'd better bring it. A little fat and a little muscle.”
"Dad didn't make a fool of himself." Jiang Jiankang interrupted Jiang Jianguo's daydream.
"It's not done." Jiang Jianguo was a little disappointed, "It's okay to add some marinade and some pickled beans."
"I finished eating the sour beans last night." Jiang Jiandang also poured a basin of cold water.
"I saw there was a big pot on the photo cabinet the day before yesterday. Why did you just finish it?" Jiang Jianguo was angry.
"Xiao Feng went home. Mom said she should eat better for Sanhua these days. Dad was busy cooking pig food and stir-fried the vegetables last night. The rest of the time he cooked stomach-nourishing porridge. What does that taste like? Every day After a dozen bowls of water-like food, we can only eat sour beans." Jiang Jiankang felt a little aggrieved. "Xiao Feng ran back without saying a word, otherwise Dad would have let us eat some if he didn't say anything. ”
Jiang Feng:...
He felt like a big pot had been placed on his head.
Holding an invisible cauldron, Jiang Feng kept an awkward but polite smile throughout the whole process until the old man called them from inside to serve the noodles.
The three brothers showed agility that was inversely proportional to their body weight. They quickly grabbed a bowl of noodles and grabbed the beef in a blink of an eye. The three of them surrounded the braised beef pot tightly. Jiang Feng and Jiang Zai were slower to react. De Leng couldn't squeeze in.
By the time Jiang Feng's fourth uncle and fifth uncle's family arrived, everyone was already sitting on a chair at the door, slumping and burping. There was no time to say anything, and they hurried to the kitchen to grab the remaining beef.
The Jiang family's annual New Year's rice war has begun.
Ten minutes later, eight more chairs appeared at the door. Jiang Feng's two twin cousins, one on the left and one on the right, all made exactly the same paralysis movements.
The winner, Comrade Jiang Jianguo, asked leisurely: "Which pig will be slaughtered this year?"
"Sanhua, dad said he would butcher it in the afternoon. I contacted Butcher Wang yesterday and Mr. Wang butchered it himself." Jiang Jiandang said.
"Mr. Wang? Didn't he quit working long ago? Wasn't it his son who killed Dahua?" Jiang Jianguo suddenly became energetic.
"Xiao Wang is not good at it. How can he butcher the New Year pig? He doesn't divide the meat right, and he's not a good pig player. Mr. Wang has to do it himself." Jiang Jiandang said.
"Hey, fifth brother, we haven't seen Sanhua yet, right? Let's go and see the pig pen?" Jiang Jianye suggested.
"Okay, last time I saw Sanhua, he was still a little piglet, so we just want to see what he has grown into." Jiang Jianshe stood up and went to the pig pen with Jiang Jianye.
Jiang Junlian and Jiang Junqing had never seen live pigs before, so they also ran to watch the excitement. Jiang Feng thought that after feeding Sanhua pig food for more than ten days, it would be made into pig meat, so it was time to go and see it. , Jiang Zaide and Jiang Shoucheng followed suit and ran into the pig pen.
Seven people surrounded the pigsty so tightly that no light could penetrate. Sihua and Wuhua, who had never seen the world, hid in the corner and groaned in fear.
"Hey, these three flowers look good!" Jiang Jianshe praised, "The back is broad, flat, and strong! It will definitely be good for making garlic white meat!"
"This butt is not bad. It's round and must have lots of muscles. When the time comes, slice it into pieces and bake it. One part honey sauce and one part spicy. If it's spicy, add more cumin..." Jiang Jianye's eyes were shining.
"Tongshan pork is roasted in a pot and wrapped in pork. If dad can add more white vinegar to make it sweet and sour without adding coriander, how delicious it will be." Jiang Jianshe daydreamed.
"It's okay if I don't add coriander. Dad doesn't like to be jealous. Adding a little bit is enough. I just don't know how this year's blood sausage will be." Jiang Jianye said, smacking his lips, "Sauerkraut and blood sausage stewed with white meat, wow, it's awesome. ”
The two brothers were talking about Sanhua. Grandma Jiang, who had originally gone to Mr. Wang to discuss the matter of killing pigs, came back angrily and shouted in a loud voice: "Jianguo, Jiande, Jiankang, Jianye, Jianshe, give me Sanhua." Drive him out and go to Master Wang to kill him now!”
Jiang Jiankang was shocked: "Mom, didn't dad say we would kill him in the afternoon?"
"We can't wait until the afternoon. Just now Li Cuihua next door went to see Old Man Wang. If Old Man Wang is so old and kills their pigs, how can he still have the energy to kill Sanhua? Come on, come on, where are those two little bastards? Give them all. I'll call you and drive Sanhua over here!" Grandma Jiang said and walked towards the pig pen.
Under the command of Grandma Jiang, the five brothers worked together, with Sanhua running in front and the others chasing after them, and finally arrived before the pig next door.
The father and son from the next door house resentfully drove the pig back to wait for tomorrow. As Sanhua howled several times, Mr. Wang used his superb pig-killing skills to clearly arrange the various parts of Sanhua.
"Dad, Sanhua screamed so miserably." Jiang Junqing, who was in junior high school, couldn't bear it.
"It's okay. The worse the screams are, the more delicious the food will be." Jiang Jianshe comforted him.
Jiang Feng:? ? ?
After the pig was killed, Master Wang didn't care about it. Butchering a pig was a physical job and he was not young anymore. He went into the house to change clothes and rest.
"Quickly, Zaide, Shoucheng, take the pig blood back and fill it with blood sausage for your grandpa." Grandma Jiang was the commander-in-chief.
The basin was filled with salt water in advance to prevent the pig's blood from coagulating. Jiang Zaide and Jiang Shoucheng picked up the big basin and ran home at a sprint speed of 100 meters.
"What are you idiots still doing? Master Wang has already divided them up. Why don't you pack them up and take them home?" Grandma Jiang shouted, "When I left, you passed by Li Cuihua's house. You want to cut off my hair?" ”
Jiang Feng didn't know whether he could outrun Jiang Feng before, but now he can. After all, Sanhua is in the pot, and he can't run even if all four hooves are still there.
The Jiang family has many children and grandchildren, and they are strong and strong, so they were all sent home in one trip.
After everything was ready, we started to get busy. The old man stuffed blood sausage, Jiang Jianguo and Jiang Jiankang handled the pig waste, and the others helped cut and divide the meat.
All the pork had to be taken care of. The staple food in the evening was dumplings. Chopping, kneading, rolling the skins and dumpling fillings was a troublesome task. The whole family, including the women who didn’t usually cook, were busy working non-stop until it got dark. Gotta rest.
Dinner is pork dumplings and white meat stewed with sauerkraut and blood sausage.
The blood sausage is freshly cooked, and it is the most tender in this meal, so the old man did not hesitate to use the best pork belly in Sanhua, which is 30% fat and 70% lean. It is also served with sauerkraut. The old man cooked two big bowls. Jiang Feng also took out the kimchi that Jiang Weiming gave him. Although this meal only had one dish, it was so lively that he actually felt like he was celebrating New Year's Eve.
"It's Chinese New Year." Jiang Weiming sighed.
"I'll make minced pepper fish heads for you on the evening of the 30th." Jiang Weiming said with a smile.
"Okay!" Jiang Jiankang suddenly became excited, "Uncle San, the village chief said that on the morning of the 30th, the village will pump out the water from the fish pond and divide the fish among each family. After the New Year, the mud at the bottom of the pond will be cleared. There is no need to buy fish. There was a big fat-headed fish at the bottom of the pond, and my second brother and I didn’t catch it for half a month!”
Jiang Weiguo was too lazy to scold him and began to seriously think about what to eat on the night of the 30th. There were many happy events in the family this year, so it was time to cook a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner to end the year successfully.
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