Chapter 211: Pigeon Soup
Chen Ling said he wouldn’t eat wild boar meat, which was true, but he still didn’t let go of the wild boar belly.
When I got back, I washed it several times with plant ash and flour, and soaked it in seasoned water overnight. There was no fishy smell anymore. I stewed a large pot of pork belly soup at noon the next day.
After the stew was finished, Chen Ling filled a bowl with it, inserted two steamed buns into his chopsticks, and went to the restaurant in front of Cui Laizi's door.
Despite the cold winter months, people still come out to eat.
There are a lot of people.
Chen Ling didn't join the crowd, so he found a stone roll nearby and squatted up, holding a bowl and sipping the fragrant broth, eating it with steamed buns. Chewing the pork belly and listening to the villagers chatting and bragging is simply a pleasure.
But halfway through eating, no one around him spoke, and everyone looked towards him.
I stared at him for a while.
"What's wrong? Keep talking about you."
Chen Ling was still a little confused when he saw this.
"Damn, this kid..."
Many people smelled the aroma wafting from Chen Ling's bowl and felt that the rice in their bowls had become less fragrant. At this time, seeing that he still looked confused and innocent, he couldn't help but curse his mother. He didn't want to go to a restaurant anymore, so he picked up the bowl and went home.
When I left, I was still shouting that I had to kill the New Year pig quickly, otherwise there would be a bad boy who had nothing to do all day long and would only be greedy for them.
What he said made Chen Ling feel a little embarrassed.
But he forgot, who these days eats meat secretly at home, how can it be brought out to eat? Isn't this intentional to make people greedy?
Pay attention next time, pay attention next time.
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In the next few days, I don’t know what the restless men in the village said to Wang Laishun, and they actually let Wang Laishun shoot them.
After getting the gun, these people came to Chen Ling in twos and threes and asked him to patrol the mountain together, planning to take advantage of the heavy snow to seal the mountain to cause a big scene.
In fact, these people came to help when the family was building a house, such as brothers Wang Lihui and Wang Lishan, and Ermao Donkey's son.
The relationship is not bad.
But Chen Ling was lazy again and called him two or three times, but he didn't follow.
It’s getting colder after the snow, not to mention the wind on the mountain has been quite strong these days.
Why go to the mountains and suffer that kind of punishment?
Where can I stay at home and feel comfortable?
When you have nothing to do, go outside the village to pick up a pair of traps and buy two condoms. It’s not like you can’t catch anything.
If nothing else, at least hares and pheasants are a must have every day.
After heavy snowfall, these two wild things often cannot hold back their hunger and will come out of their nests to look for food everywhere.
One only needs to sprinkle some grain next to the condom, and the set will be accurate.
After picking it up and bringing it home, Chen Ling didn't even keep any of the hares. He gave two of them to the family dogs, and took the rest to Wang Lixian in exchange for some doves.
This pigeon was caught by a group of little kids from Liu Nier on the snow outside the mushroom shed in the past two days. Before they could eat it, Chen Ling, who had heard the news, came to the house and took it away.
Now, including the pigeons on Chen Ling’s home network, there are eleven or twelve.
The pigeon meat is very fragrant whether it is stewed, grilled or fried.
It’s a cold winter, so stewing is more suitable than roasting or frying. Chen Ling is going to pluck these pigeons, stew them in a big pot of soup, and have a comfortable meal. .
It’s almost the Chinese New Year, and there’s not much to do except playing with all kinds of food.
After returning home, Wang Susu felt that there were too many pigeons, and they would be too much to stew in one pot.
A lot? Not much actually.
Her worries were not a problem at all.
This flying thing in the sky is full of fine meat. After the hair is plucked and the blood is bled, there are only a few ounces of meat left. One or two is not enough to eat.
A dozen pigeons sounds like a lot, but after it is made, it only needs to be paired with a little wine, and two men can finish it all, including the soup and meat.
In these days, people have little money in their stomachs. A dozen pigeons are nothing, they are not a big deal at all.
When he was a child, he saw someone eating more than a hundred sparrows at one time.
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"Aling, Aling, come quickly, we seem to be missing two old hens."
Today is the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month. As soon as Chen Ling put the pigeons he had exchanged into the cage in the warehouse, Wang Susu shouted in the yard.
"No way, just keep counting, don't hide in the nest." Chen Ling opened the curtain and walked into the courtyard and said.
The wind has been so strong these days that the chickens and ducks have not come out of their nests very much.
"No, I've seen it all. They're not in the nest, but there are two missing."
Wang Susu frowned, and just came over to pick up the eggs when she found the chickens in the henhouse. The number was wrong. I counted it carefully and found that it was indeed missing.
She knew exactly how many things she had in her house and where they were placed. The male and female chickens and ducks also knew it.
After counting twice more, I realized that there were two old hens missing.
The good mood brought by the sun this morning was gone in an instant.
"Don't worry, I'll go look for it. They can't run very far in the cold weather."
Chen Ling went out to look for it. When he found nothing, he took the Take the baby out of the kennel and let him find it.
This little thing can be easily handled by Hei Wa without Xiao Jin's intervention.
Sure enough, after knowing what Chen Ling asked him to find, Hei Wa twitched his nose twice and ran slowly into the kitchen.
Going to the stove, the two dogs took out two old hens covered in dust from the stove with their paws.
“So he is hiding here.”
Wang Susu breathed a sigh of relief, she thought she had gotten lost.
Chen Ling bent down and grabbed the wings of the two old hens and threw them out of the kitchen. "You really know how to pick a place. If you dig in here, you can catch them and stew them."
This means that with pigeons, we need to Otherwise, he really wants to stew an old hen and eat it.
"The pigeon is going to be stewed today? If it is stewed, I will boil the water and we will take off the hair later."
Wang Susu stood up on tiptoes and removed the hair from Chen Ling's shoulders. He reminded him as he patted the chicken feathers and firewood ash clean.
"Of course it is stewed. Eating more pigeon meat is good for your health. One can be eaten as much as several chickens. It is just a good supplement for you."
Chen Ling smiled.
"Still making up? What have I made up?"
Wang Susu lowered her head and glanced at her chest, then pouted her mouth and gave him a look: "If I make up any more, I will turn into a pig."< br>
“Haha, it’s okay, pigeon meat doesn’t replenish the baby’s granary.”
At this time, they had also eaten breakfast. They had nothing to do at home, so they boiled water to bleed the pigeons and remove their hair. .
The meat quality of the pigeon is very good, and it is not too fishy.
It’s like stewing pigeons. In addition to ginger slices, red dates, wolfberry, Codonopsis root, astragalus, and angelica, add some mushrooms that suit your taste. It’s best to stew dry mushrooms.
After the two cleaned up the pigeons, they put them into a large pot on the stove, added water and seasonings, and boiled them over high heat. After boiling, they slowly simmered them over low heat for two hours.
So just after eleven o'clock today, another alluring fragrance wafted out of Chen Ling's house.
The villagers living nearby are not surprised by this.
Today, Chen Ling did not go out to the restaurant with a bowl, so he picked up two bowls of pigeon soup with yellow starch seeds floating in it, filled two full bowls of stewed crispy pigeon meat, and the young couple drank the soup. Eat meat.
"His ha..."
Chen Ling took two sips of the clear soup into his mouth. The strong aroma of the meat mixed with the aroma of herbs suddenly released in his mouth. Although it was a clear soup, the aroma was strong. It is extremely rich and makes your whole body feel warm after entering your stomach. It is more comfortable than drinking a bowl of hot porridge.
“It tastes really good.” He sighed.
"It really tastes good, and the meat is so delicious that I can't bear to swallow it."
Wang Susu picked up a piece of skinned meat and tasted it. The more she chewed, the more delicious it became, and even the bones were chewed.
Her appetite has increased dramatically recently.
Knowing that the child in the belly is growing, I started eating.
After finishing one bowl, go get the second bowl.
Unexpectedly, just halfway through the second bowl, someone came to the house.
It turned out to be Qin Qiumei and Zhong Xiaoyun.
“Good guys, why are you having lunch so early?”
“You just got up, right?”
The two parked their bicycles in the yard and picked them up. He walked over, rubbing his hands with his gloves on.
"Why do you just get up, who cooks meat as soon as you get up?"
"But you two are really good at it. Did you worship the rolling pin on the first day of the new year? Every time you come here, you can catch up with the meal. "
Chen Ling stood up and said with a smile, getting stools for the two of them.
"Hey, look at what you said, originally we didn't want to stay here to have a meal, but since you said so, we really won't leave at noon today."
Qin Qiumei rushed. He rolled his eyes, pulled up a stool and sat down.
Zhong Xiaoyun also laughed and said: "Well, I'm not leaving."
Then the two of them came to Wang Susu's side, looked at her belly, and murmured softly.
However, when he saw Chen Ling going to the stove to serve meat for them, he quickly stood up and stopped him.
“Don’t serve it, you’re just kidding, I didn’t eat in the morning, and I haven’t had much appetite recently.”
Qin Qiumei said halfway, and added: “If you want to serve it, just give it to me. Xiaoyun, please fill it up with a bowl. I’ll just drink some hot water later.”
"What's wrong? Are you feeling sick about your stomach?"
Chen Ling saw that her expression was wrong and asked.
“It’s not a stomach problem. I can’t tell where the problem is. Anyway, it makes a lot of noise every time the seasons change. No matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, my whole body is cold. This is even worse in winter.”
Qin Qiumei shook her head.
Zhong Xiaoyun said: "Amei is doing well this year. In the past, her face was white and her lips were purple at this time. Otherwise, Susu is so powerful. The two packs of herbal medicine given by Qiuhou It’s the twelfth lunar month, and now I can come with you. In the past, where could I go out?
"Well, Sister Qiumei is very cold and has no firepower."
Wang Susu said softly.
After hearing this, Chen Ling took out two pairs of bowls and chopsticks: "In that case, let me go and serve you a bowl of pigeon soup. Let's drink a bowl of soup to warm up first."
Waiting The clear and delicious pigeon soup was served with pigeon meat. Qin Qiumei took a few bites. She didn't have much appetite to drink it as hot water, but she didn't want to drink the soup and suddenly burped. It was smooth, so I drank a few big sips.
Having just finished half a bowl of the hot pigeon soup, beads of sweat began to trickle down Qin Qiumei's white forehead.
"It feels so comfortable."
She wiped the sweat from her forehead and exhaled softly, "What kind of pigeon soup is this? I drank it and my body warmed up a lot."
" It’s the pigeon soup. Drink it for ventilation and sweating. Drink two more bowls today. You don’t have to worry about getting angry..."
Wang Susu smiled. The pigeon, also known as the turtle dove, can also be used as medicine. If the body is weak and the qi is weak, It is good for people to eat it, and it has a certain nourishing effect. That is, pigeons are of heat nature. If you eat too much, you will get sores on your mouth and tongue, and the fire will also go to the large intestine.
There has always been a folk saying that a pigeon has nine chickens on its head. The dove can also be regarded as a type of wild pigeon, but its effect is not that exaggerated.
Chen Ling also said: "The pot is hot, and there is enough meat and soup. You can fill it up yourself after drinking."
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"Hey, we are here to see a doctor, why? I’ve been eating it since then.”
Zhong Xiaoyun sighed and took off her glasses, otherwise the heat would keep fogging up the lenses.
"What's here, you can eat what you need. If you're not satisfied with the food, I have wine here. Let's have a few drinks." Chen Ling turned around and moved a wine jar from the stove.
"Haha, don't tell me, Amei and I used to like drinking, just our local beer, but after we got married, we stopped drinking for a long time."
"Su Su, you Do you want to drink? When you give birth, the three of us will drink together."
"Okay, I have wine and kiwi wine at home. Come and drink it next fall."
Wang Susu also laughed.
These two friends who met unintentionally get along with each other more naturally than the two old classmates she had been obsessed with before.
She has also been thinking recently, maybe it's because neither of them has any small thoughts, and the two of them won't compare with her. Both of them are very simple friends, so it's been much more relaxed and joyful since then.
Chen Ling has long seen that these two women are stupid elder sisters without any scheming.
I am also happy that my daughter-in-law has two friends with whom she can talk.
Such a friend is definitely different from the women in the village, and it makes up for her deteriorated friendship with classmates.
"You came here on bicycles. Is the road easy to walk on?"
Chen Ling asked.
“It’s not easy to walk. You have to get off the bike and push for a while. We walked here before eight o’clock in the morning, but we didn’t arrive at your house until after eleven o’clock.”
Qin Qiumei said, pointing to the bicycle in the yard: "Look at the mudguards of my car, the mud is thick. The snow has begun to melt these days. After the sun comes out, some places are very muddy."
"What's the matter? Are you going to the city?"
"Yes, if you can walk on the mountain road, go to the city for a walk, sell the things at home, and then buy new year's goods It’s fully equipped. If it snows heavily in two days, I won’t be able to go out.”
"That's right. Buy the New Year's goods as early as possible. We're going to have a baby soon. Let's have a good New Year this year."
They also heard that Chen Ling had not celebrated the New Year for two years because of his father's death.
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The next day, the 19th day of the twelfth lunar month, happened to be the day of the county fair.
The mountain road is indeed passable, and villagers have been watching it for the past two days, waiting to go to the county town to do New Year shopping.
So after Chen Ling and his wife had dinner in the morning, they put all the wild boar meat into snakeskin bags. They also brought more than ten rabbits and put them into snakeskin bags, and then drove the ox cart to prepare these. Take the things to the county town and sell them.
There are quite a lot of people on the road today, all going to the city for the market.
They were all villagers from Chenwangzhuang. After breakfast, the men, women, and children carried bamboo baskets on their backs, snakeskin bags, and thick cotton coats, and walked on the mountain road toward the city.
In winter, especially after it snows, they walk to the market like this most of the time.
Of course there are people like Chen Ling and others who drive the car.
There were almost no cyclists in sight, and the mountain trails were icy and slippery in the morning, making it easy to fall down.
Today, the mountain road is full of people from the same village, and we are not lonely on the road.
The young couple chatted with acquaintances along the way and slowly rushed to the county town.
When the sun showed its head and was already very high, probably around nine o'clock or almost ten o'clock, they arrived at the county seat.
Then he rushed to the small courtyard in the south of the city, opened the small facade facing the street, and put out the wild boar meat.
The small blackboard was also hung up.
There is also a message written by Wang Susu on the newly arrived wild boar meat, priced at 4.5 yuan per catty.
“Okay, let’s start selling!”
After half a year, his small shop opened again.
(End of this chapter)