Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 411 Secretly Happy (One More)

Yang Ruoqing glanced at him angrily: "Why bother? Besides, the butcher gave us two catties of pig liver."

"I'll let my mother fry it up and serve your uncle and my father a drink!"

Luo Fengtang couldn't resist Yang Ruoqing, and nodded happily.

"Put down the barrel, and hurry up and speak to your uncle," she urged.

"Well, I'll go right now."

Luo Fengtang left on the front foot, and Sun shi returned to the kitchen room on the back foot.

"Why did Tang Yazi run away again?" the woman asked.

Yang Ruoqing said, "I asked him to go back and call him uncle."

Mr. Sun was washing the rice and putting it into the pot, only to see that she took out a bowl of black sesame glutinous rice balls from the cupboard.

"Hey, mother, when did you do this?"

Yang Ruoqing asked in surprise.

Since the last winter solstice, I ate the black sesame glutinous rice dumplings made by Aunt Osmanthus.

She always thinks about it.

Later, I also bought some black sesame and glutinous rice flour.

But have been busy, did not care to do.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Mrs Sun smiled and said, "I haven't made those at home yet. This is what your fifth aunt made, and brought us a bowl."

"Ah? Aunt Wu's craftsmanship?"

Yang Ruoqing came over and looked at the round and plump balls in the bowl.

Although it was cold.

But this looks good at first glance, and the taste is definitely not wrong.

"It was hot when it was delivered. All four of us tasted one, and it tasted good."

"The remaining few are for you and Tang Yazi." Mrs Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

"Looking at this Yuanzi, I know that the fifth aunt has two skillful hands."

"Haha, there is a big family in the front yard, now it's a good time." She said.

Sun Shi also smiled and nodded.

"Qing'er, what do you want to cook at noon?" she asked.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses and pointed at the two wooden barrels.

"Fifty catties of pork, I'll be filling sausages later."

"In the other bucket, there are two kilograms of pig liver. I fried it at noon for Dad and them to drink."

"Bok cabbage, radish, potatoes, by the way, I also bought three catties of lotus root!"

Sun's eyes widened when he heard it.

"Good, good, enough dishes, my family Qing'er really knows how to do things!"

The woman complimented and began to wash and cut the vegetables.

Yang Ruoqing said, "Mother, I won't help you with lunch this afternoon. I'll go wash my face after drinking tea, and I'll have to hurry up and cut the meat later."

Mrs Sun said, "You can take a rest, the matter of chopping the meat will be done after you've eaten it!"

Noon lunch.

A bowl of spicy stir-fried lotus root, sprinkle with chopped green onion.

Let Yang Ruoqing pick up a bowl of rice in one go, and make an exception to add another bowl of rice soup to make rice.

"Yeah, I didn't expect my family's Qing'er to have such a good appetite today!"

Sun shi smiled and joked, secretly having fun in his heart.

Yang Ruoqing wiped her mouth.

"This lotus root, crispy and spicy, is really appetizing!"

Sun said, "There used to be a pond at the entrance of our village, but it disappeared for some reason."

Yang Huazhong said: "Zhengjia Village, five miles away, should have it."

"I passed by there in summer and saw that the pond was full of lotus flowers."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

Luo Fengtang looked at the lotus root bowl that was swept away by Qing'er.

Zhengjia Village?

Ok……

After lunch.

The Sun family, Yang Ruoqing, and Luo Fengtang were busy making sausages in the kitchen.

Fifty catties of pork belly must be washed first, and then the fat and thin ones are cut and separated.

Sun and Luo Fengtang took on this task.

Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo were responsible for mincing the fat and lean meat into minced meat.

As for Yang Ruoqing, she was in charge of guidance on the side.

Check the fineness of the minced meat.

Replace Sun from time to time and let her rest for a while.

The whole family was very busy.

From noon until sunset, all fifty catties of pork belly were minced into minced meat.

They were placed in two large wooden basins, piled up like two hills.

Yang Ruoqing sent Yang Huazhong and Luo Jiaye back to the next room to rest.

She glanced at the sky outside the window, and summed up with Mr. Sun: "Everyone has been busy all day, why don't we eat the night meal first, or ******** sausage at night?"

Sun nodded: "Alright."

"It's just that the lunch and pork liver have been eaten. What do you eat at night?" she asked.

Yang Ruoqing thought about it.

"Mother came to make noodles, there just happens to be lean meat foam here, let's make meatballs and cook noodles!"

"it is good!"

The two mothers got busy working separately.

After a while, the steaming noodles with green vegetables and meatballs were brought to the next table.

The crowd gathered around the table, ate a full meal, and their energy returned.

Yang Ruoqing said to Blacksmith Luo, "Uncle Luo, it's getting dark, why don't you and Tang Yazi go to rest at home?"

Without waiting for Blacksmith Luo to express his position, Luo Fengtang hurriedly said: "I'm not tired, uncle, let's go back first, I'll stay and help Qinger sausage."

Blacksmith Luo smiled and said, "You are not tired, but am I tired?"

"I'm staying too, just an eye-opener!"

……

In the kitchen room, Yang Ruoqing brought an empty basin.

According to a certain proportion of fat and thin, put the fat and lean meat together.

Put salt, sugar, soy sauce, wine in it.

Stir well.

Small funnel bought from the grocery store.

The small intestines dried overnight last night.

At this time, the small intestine is light, thin and transparent, and when you hold it in your hand, it is smooth and soft without losing its toughness.

"It takes two people to cooperate with the sausage. Tang Yazi and I will demonstrate it first."

Yang Ruoqing said.

Take a funnel and slide the casing port over the section below the funnel.

Luo Fengtang was holding the funnel, and she was pulling the casing over there.

This action, this feeling...

In my mind, some pictures that are not suitable for children suddenly flashed across.

Cheeks were inexplicably red.

Luo Fengtang asked: "Is it very difficult to set it up? Do you want me to do it instead?"

"It's alright, it'll be put on soon."

She hurriedly said.

A secretly guilty.

Soon the casing was put on, and a long section was dragged underneath.

"Let's stuff the minced meat into the funnel."

She explained and demonstrated.

Put the minced meat into the funnel and press down firmly with two chopsticks.

In this way, it is stuffed in a steady stream, like stuffing a bottomless pit.

Under the action of gravity and pressure, the meat foam squeezed each other and moved down, filling the casing little by little...

Yang Huazhong and the others can read it twice.

So, Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiesmith formed a team.

One holds the funnel to pull the casing, the other is responsible for stuffing, and then frees up his hand to squeeze the sausage...

The purpose of this is to make it compact and strong.

The two teams took nearly three hours to finally pour all the minced meat in the basin into the casing.

Yang Ruoqing picked up the prepared thread for the sole of the shoe, and tied the sausage into several even pieces.

Finally, use the embroidery needle to prick the sausage a few times so that the air bubbles inside can flow out.

After everything was done, Yang Huazhong and Luo Fengtang weighed the sausage.

A full sixty pounds!

Yang Ruoqing estimated.

When the moisture of these sausages is almost dry, there should be more than 40 catties left.

(End of this chapter)