Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 149 Chapter 140 Chapter [-]: Stir-fried Shredded Lamb

Old Deng listened, and put the bowls and chopsticks on the table angrily, "Eat, eat, have never eaten goat!"

Zhang Hugua muttered, "I really haven't eaten it."

As soon as Old Deng choked, he immediately stopped talking.

On the other side, Song Qiu came out after hearing the movement, and his eyes lit up when he saw the wild goat.

Goat, that's a good thing, it's really delicious, it's something that is born and raised in the mountains, and the meat is even more delicious.

She rolled up her sleeves immediately, "Wait, I'll bring you a roasted whole lamb tonight!"

"Roast the whole lamb? Eat it roasted?" Zhang Yang was excited when he heard it, and asked how to make it, so he started.

Song Qiu was shocked, and then came back to his senses, what kind of whole lamb is roasted, there is nothing, but it can't be roasted.

Then he had no choice but to sigh: "Let's forget it, it will take several hours to bake, we can't wait, let's fry it and stew it."

"It's a big day, and it's such a big one, it's too bad if we can't eat it?" Song Qiu looked at it and asked again.

Zhang Yang waved his hand and said: "It's okay, it's okay, you cut it out first and we can eat what you want, and I will send a piece of the rest to my family!"

For such a big goat, there are only about [-] families in the village, and each person can cut a piece, which is enough.

"Okay, you run fast, first go to Uncle Dali's house to borrow a sharp knife from his family."

That butcher is easy to use.

Zhang Yang nodded and hurried to go, Song Qiu dragged the goat to the lower reaches of Xiaohegou to deal with it.

Taking advantage of the sky and the afterglow, I can see clearly.

Zhang Yang went and returned quickly, and wanted to help, but when he followed to the place, he saw that Song Qiu had already hung the goat on the small tree by the river ditch.

Zhang Yang: ...

Before he could speak, Song Qiu had already taken the sharp knife in his hand, looking calm and steady, as if it was not the first time he had killed a sheep.

But obviously, this was her first time dealing with goats.

Zhang Yang felt a little weird, but he couldn't figure it out. In the end, it could only be attributed to Ah Qiu being smart.

Thinking like this, looking at the skillful and agile Song Qiu, Zhang Yang grinned all the way to his ears.

Such a capable daughter-in-law, how wonderful!

The goat had its belly pierced by an arrow, and perhaps struggled, and its throat was cut with a knife. It was already dead, not even a drop of blood.

Song Qiu also saved the bloodletting of the sheep, and directly cut the throat completely, pulled out the intestines inside and tied a knot to prevent the contents from squirting out.

Then use a sharp knife to peel the skin from the root of a leg of lamb.

When the sheep's skin was all peeled off and only white and tender mutton was left, Song Qiu disemboweled the goat, took out a set of things from the stomach, put it in a wooden basin on the side, and waited for a while to dispose of it. The sheep's head was cut off.

Finally, the sheep body was cleaned of blood and blood, and the sheep were chopped into pieces with a knife.

Zhang Yang followed behind and counted, and it was exactly 24 yuan. He couldn't help but click his tongue, "Aqiu, you are more accurate than Uncle Wang butchering pigs and cutting meat. You said it was 24 yuan, but it was really 20 yuan. One piece is not big, and one piece is not big." Small, it’s all about the same size!”

Song Qiu grinned, thinking, her skills in killing things are not inferior to anyone else!
"Okay, hurry up and send the mutton pieces to each house, we will keep one piece and add this set of good things in our stomachs."

Zhang Yang listened, and didn't think about what a good thing the intestines in his stomach were, but he didn't question Song Qiu, so he quickly responded, and took the wooden bucket filled with mutton pieces to the village.

Song Qiu stayed behind and processed the haggis before going home with his things.

At this moment, son, Zhang Yang had already sent the mutton door to door, and in the end there were only two yuan left, and one was thrown directly on the table where Zhang Jia had just put down the bowls and chopsticks.

"Here, I beat a goat. It's a good thing. Let's fry it tomorrow. Don't keep my share. I'll eat it at Grandma Yuan's house!"

Zhang Laodou's eyelids jumped in a panic, and he just wanted to reach out and throw the mutton out.

The greedy Zhang Hugua has already picked up the mutton piece, "It's such a big piece, it's enough to burn a pot!"

He just kept looking at it. A goat was divided, and every family in the village had it. Although this kid divided all the meat so generously, he didn't keep much for his family.

But at any rate, it's better than nothing, and the people in the village are not outsiders, so let's divide it up, and he's not stingy about it.

Seeing that Song Qiu was busy for a long time and only had such a piece of meat, it was just an extra set of unpalatable food in his stomach, and he was even more stingy.

Now he doesn't say Zhang Yang is a white-eyed wolf anymore, he just keeps asking Miao to put the mutton away so that it doesn't stink tomorrow.

Zhang Laodou was a step too late and failed to throw it. Seeing that Zhang Yang had gone to Song's house without looking back, his tone was destined to be stuck again.

In Song's kitchen, it was getting dark, so we could only light candles to cook dinner.

Thinking that the three of them were the only ones who didn't have dinner, Song Qiu decided to keep it simple, and save the haggis for tomorrow at noon in the tea shed.

Tonight, let’s stir-fry shredded lamb with chilli!
The half-shau Kei peppers picked in the vegetable garden in the dark were already half red and not green. Song Qiu looked at it and felt very beautiful in her heart. She thought that in ten days at most, her bean paste would be ready to be made.

By the way, there is also the thing of peas, and I will buy it someday.

My uncle's house should have planted peas. There should be some, so go to his house to buy them first.

While planning in his mind, Song Qiu didn't delay the work at hand. He took a kitchen knife and shredded a piece of lean mutton. It's done, hang it in the water tank with the haggis, and do it tomorrow.

Put some ginger and garlic, some salt, some soy sauce on the shredded mutton, beat an egg white into it, add a little wine that was beaten back last time to entertain the guests, mix them evenly, and marinate them.

Then slice the ginger and garlic, and shred the chili.

Song Qiu prepared the second dish, which is simply fried old loofah.

First fry the loofah, then wash the pot and fry the mutton.

Heat oil in a pan, add marinated mutton shreds, stir-fry to dry out the water, add sliced ​​ginger and garlic and a small handful of peppercorns and stir-fry until fragrant.

There is no bean paste and other things, and then you can only pour in shredded chili to stir-fry to taste, wrap with shredded lamb, stir-fry for a while, and quickly start the pot.

Both dishes were ready, and Song Qiusheng brought the pumpkin porridge that had been cooked earlier, and the meal was ready.

In the stove room with candle lamps, there is a small table for three people, each with a bowl of porridge, and two dishes on the table.

The spicy and numbing taste of the shredded mutton stir-fried with chili immediately conquered Zhang Yang's stomach.

He ate to his satisfaction, and boasted: "To be honest, Ah Qiu, your cooking is better than the restaurants I ate in the town!"

Song Qiu tasted the shredded mutton with a chopstick, and felt that it was not tasty, but it was definitely comparable to ordinary restaurants.

He smiled immediately and said, "You should eat more if it tastes good, you have worked so hard to hunt this sheep back."

As he said that, he subconsciously picked up a chopstick of mutton for him.

(End of this chapter)