Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Handle meat

When Bao Suyun and Mrs. Sun came to deliver lunch to Mrs. Tan, the old lady just lay upright on the bed, staring silently at the ceiling of the tent in a daze.

If they hadn't seen her fingers hanging on the side of the bed move when they came in, they would have wondered if the old lady had gone away.

Mrs. Sun and Bao Suyun looked at each other, they cheered each other up with their eyes, and then came to the bed together with the bowls and chopsticks.

"Mom, it's time to eat." Bao Suyun said softly.

Mrs. Sun leaned over, "Mother, shall I help you up?"

Tan's eyelids moved, she turned her head to look at them, and then her eyes fell on the bowl in her hand.

"What's in the bowl?" she asked.

Hearing that Mrs. Tan paid attention to the food in the bowl, Mrs. Sun and Bao Suyun were really happy by surprise.

"Mother, I have white rice in my bowl, and I put a piece of fish belly meat in the rice head, which has no thorns, and a piece of rotten sauced pig's trotter." Sun said.

"The fifth brother and sister's bowl is a bowl of pork liver soup with vegetables, and there are some egg skins and dried shrimps in it."

This dish is Tan's favorite, but it's not too spicy.

After all, Mrs. Tan has been very angry recently, so she should not eat too spicy food.

Tan asked again: "No meat?"

"Stewed Meat?"

Mrs. Sun and Bao Suyun looked at each other in blank dismay, they had never heard of the dish of pork belly, what kind of dish is that?

Tan said: "I don't want to eat anything today, I just want to eat a few pieces of meat, like eating lard glutinous rice cakes, just lying here and thinking about it, it feels good..."

Sun and Bao Suyun secretly exchanged glances, Sun said: "Mother, you eat your lunch first, shall we give you a whole handful of meat at night?"

Bao Suyun also said: "That's right, we still have to go to work in the old house after lunch. If we don't have time, I will give you a whole lot of meat at night."

After Sun and Bao Suyun finished talking, their hearts sank, and they stood aside anxiously.

If it had been a long time ago, the mother-in-law would have been unhappy and might have scolded them.

They didn't want to make their mother-in-law unhappy, but the actual situation was like this. Not only was it too late for noon, but even if they were in time, where would they get raw meat?
Unexpectedly, instead of scolding them, Mrs. Tan sat up with the support of the bed.

"Bring the bowl here, I'll take a few bites first," Tan said.

Sun and Bao Suyun hurriedly followed suit, watching Tan sip the rice and tasted the other dishes in the bowl, the two sisters-in-law were really happy.

For so many days, my mother didn't eat much every day, but today she finally ate.

And he also said that he had to eat meat at night. A person is not afraid of things that he doesn't think about, but he is afraid that you don't.

Having thoughts, pursuits, and desires shows that you still have nostalgia for this world.

If a person is completely without desires and desires, then life or death will become unimportant, and life without love is the most terrible thing.

Mrs. Sun and Bao Suyun returned to the front yard with empty bowls, and everyone was very curious to see how happy they were.

Mrs. Liu asked directly, jokingly: "Sister-in-law three, sister-in-law five, you two are laughing so hard from ear to ear, what's wrong? Did my mother secretly give you candy?"

Bao Suyun pursed her lips and smiled.

Sun said: "I'm happier than giving candy to eat!"

"Oh? What is that? Come and listen."

After Liu's loud propaganda, other people who ate and drank also paid attention to this side.

Mrs. Sun told everyone that Mrs. Tan finally agreed to have a serious meal at noon.

Everyone was very happy to hear that. The old lady had been worrying about Yang Huamei before, and she was suffering from a heart disease. She should have figured it out now.

"By the way, what is meat?" Sun suddenly asked again.

"Stewed Meat?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, none of them had ever heard of the word handle meat.

So they habitually cast their inquiry eyes on Yang Ruoqing.

"Qing'er runs a restaurant, and knows the names of dishes from all over the world, so Qing'er must know what a meatball is."

Yang Ruoqing put down the chopsticks in her hand and narrowed her eyes.

"I don't know if the handle meat my grandma is thinking about is the same kind of meat as I know."

"Qing'er, first tell me what kind of meat you know?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, took out a handkerchief and wiped the corner of her lower lip lightly, "It is said that a long time ago, at the end of a certain dynasty, the world was in chaos. There were three men who cherished each other and decided to 'worship' in the Taoyuan."

"One of them was a butcher. Before they worshiped the master, that man stewed a large piece of pork belly in an earthen pot. After the worship was over, the meat was also stewed. The three of them ate meat and drank wine. One side of the world."

"The names of these three people will be left in history, and the zirou will also be passed down."

"Ah, so to speak, what you eat is not meat, but loyalty and courage!" Yang Huaming drank a few cups of wine, and some emotions in his body were touched, and he pulled out a line of libretto on the stage.

But no one refuted his words.

"Qing'er, does your restaurant have meat? How is it cooked? Is it delicious?"

Some people swallowed their saliva while inquiring, no need to guess, there is no one else who can do this except Mrs. Liu.

"Our restaurant in Qing'an County has it. The restaurant below used to have it, but now it doesn't."

"Why? Don't people here like to eat meat?"

"There are some I like, but the proportion is small and it doesn't make money, so that dish is off the menu."

Yang Ruoqing said frankly that there was nothing to hide.

When opening a restaurant, which dishes are popular, which are favored by customers, and which are unpopular, the restaurant has a dedicated person to track and record these things, and then make appropriate business adjustments from the data.

Yang Ruoqing herself was also a foodie in her previous life, what is the most annoying thing about going to a restaurant to eat?
Obviously the name of the dish is written in black and white on the menu, but when ordering, I will tell you: no!
Or: not doing it!

Since it doesn't, why don't you tick it off?

Is it that hard to reprint a new menu?
Why should dishes that cannot be cooked be put on the menu for customers to choose?Don't make it so colorful, isn't it intentional to deceive customers?
Therefore, in Tianxianglou, as long as you dare to order any dish that appears on the menu, you must have it!

Because the market is not good, Sun's family is very broad, and considering the cost, it was taken away.

"Qing'er, your grandma is thinking about the meat, we don't know how to cook it, so can you cook it?" It was Mrs. Sun who asked.

Considering that her daughter is pregnant with Liujia, it must be inconvenient to cook on a hot day, so Sun said: "If you know how to cook, tell me the method, and I will cook."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "The method is actually very simple. Take a piece of pork belly and put it in a crock pot, and boil it with thick red sauce. It's fat but not greasy, bright in color, and the soup is mellow. Cover it with rice It's done."

(End of this chapter)