The Yu family's food has always been short of oil and water, and only after returning from the New Year and the aftermath of the family's hopes can they eat a little meat. Stewed cabbage with fatty meat was Yu Bo's favorite dish when he was a child.
I am used to the aftermath of cooking in the town, and my taste has already changed. But facing his mother who was devoted to him, he couldn't say the words of rejection.
Mrs. Zhao gave him a sideways look, and entered the west room without looking sideways. As the only daughter of a talented scholar, Zhao Meilan looks down on the Yu family. The mother-in-law is stingy, the elder sister-in-law is vulgar and lazy, the second sister-in-law is cowardly and incompetent, and the children in the family are not on the stage...
If possible, she didn't want to stay at Yu's house for a quarter of an hour. But this is her father-in-law's home after all, so the man's face should be taken into consideration.
When Mrs. Zhang came back after cutting half a catty of fat from the butcher in the next village, Mrs. Liu also came back after washing her clothes. Without allowing her to take a breather, Mrs. Zhang said to Mrs. Li who was still wandering around the yard with a broom, "You come to dry the clothes, and the second daughter-in-law will cook!"
Everyone in the family recognizes Liu's cooking skills.
Mrs. Zhang washed the meat herself, cut it on the chopping board, counted the slices, and said to Mrs. Liu: "San'er likes to eat your cooking the most, cook it well, don't be lazy. You guys, help me out." !!"
Zhang didn't say anything, sisters Yu Xiaocao couldn't let mother work alone. After she went out, Xiaocao smiled and said, "Look! Uncles and aunts may not like fat meat and stewed cabbage. Mom, why don't you let me try two dishes. I have several cooking methods in my mind. Son, I didn't even have a chance to try it!"
"It's okay to cook, but you can't touch the meat. Your grandma knows it well!" As long as the Zhang family has good ingredients, he is afraid that the cook will steal them.
Most of the northern rural areas are fashionable to stew in large pots, and not all ingredients are suitable for stewing in one pot. Yu Xiaocao wanted to stir-fry for a long time, but there was no oil. Mrs. Zhang is so stingy that she doesn't even want to buy vegetable oil.
Xiaocao looked at the fat and flamboyant slices of meat, and urged her to squeeze out some of the oil. The meat is used for stewing, and with the leftover lard, she has room to play.
Liu Muyun thought for a while, although fat meat will shrink a little with oil, as long as the speed is controlled, it won't be too ugly when used in stews. Today, when the third brother and the third younger sister came back, there was only a plate of meat dishes, and if there was nothing else, it was really not enough to watch. So he relied on a small bowl of oil on his own initiative.
Yu has a large family, and usually cooks with two stove holes: one for cooking bean porridge, and the other for stewing vegetables and pasting pancakes. Mrs. Zhang was happy today, and mercifully "enallowed" that half of the pancakes could be mixed with white flour.
She would rather tighten her belt and wrong herself than her youngest son. She didn't even want her youngest daughter-in-law, who was born in a scholar's family in the town, to look down on her. She even pointed at her youngest son to earn her a royal order and enjoy the blessings of her old son!
Yu Xiaocao saw that her mother stewed pork slices and cabbage together in the same pot as before, and she was afraid that the pot of meat dishes would be in vain, so she hurriedly stopped her and said, "Mother, let me cook this dish. I promise it is better than my mother's cooking." eat!"
Liu Shi was afraid that she would be scolded by the old lady if she could not do well, so she disagreed at first. Later, Xiaocao and Xiaolian couldn't help interceding in turn, so they let go. However, she had to watch from the sidelines.
Xiaocao had already told her younger brother to go to Zhao's house to borrow some peppers. The stewed pork and cabbage didn't have any spicy taste, so the taste must be much inferior.
The stewing method she abandoned was to saute shredded ginger, chopped green onion, pepper and peppercorns in an oil pan, then put the meat down and stir fry, then put salt and soy sauce, then put cabbage and paste pancakes, I thought I want to add some Lingshi water again. Xiaocao discovered that Lingshi water has the effect of refreshing! It is still cabbage stew, but it can be cooked in different ways, and the taste is naturally one heaven and one earth.
"It smells so good! Is there any meat to eat today?" Yu Heizi, who had been playing wildly outside for a long time, came into the kitchen smelling the scent with a dog's nose.
Before he could "make a move" on the dishes, Mrs. Zhang who followed in pulled her out by the ears: "Eat, eat! You know how to eat!! What else can you do besides eat? Go, stay in the east room." Go! Dare to steal and chop off your paw!"
After finishing speaking, he stared at Mrs. Li who was dangling by the kitchen door with warning eyes. The lazy and slippery Li Guihua hurriedly lowered her head and swept the ground twice, and swayed away while stepping back and forth.
Mrs. Zhang glanced at the stewed pork with cabbage, sniffed it a few times, and left a sentence in a neutral tone: "Well, the craftsmanship is good! From now on, the dishes will be made like this!!"
Xiaocao answered from the side: "Grandma, you can make some soybean oil, and you can do this every day. If there is no oil, it is useless!"
Mrs. Zhang felt sorry for the oil money, but she didn't care about her face. She turned around and left, leaving a curse: "Great oil? Why don't you tear up my old bones and refine the oil for you to eat!"
Xiaocao curled her lips and muttered in a low voice: "You are willing to refine, but we are not willing to eat? How much oil can you refine with your skinny..."
"Cao'er! How can you say that about the old people in the family? You can still have a good reputation if it spreads out? You can't do this in the future." Liu Shi taught her daughter while cleaning up the pot.
Yu Xiaocao fell silent, filled with indignation: You can't be filial to the elderly, can you
Xiaocao turned grief and anger into cooking skills, swish swish! Soon, garlic eggplant, dry pot beans, green vegetables and mushrooms, plus cabbage stew, the four big dishes are completed.
In another pot, the delicious fish soup has an enticing aroma. Even Mrs. Zhao, who was taking a nap in the west room, secretly wondered when the Yu family's "pig food" tasted so good
"Dinner is ready!" Xiao Shitou, who had been obediently helping to light the fire, shouted excitedly. The second sister's craftsmanship is so good that he can't control his saliva.
Breakfast is still one table for men and one table for women. The food served on women's tables today is no different from that on men's tables. The fragrant four pots of vegetables were quickly served on the table. Yes, Yu has a large family, and the dishes are always served in pots.
"There is meat to eat, there is meat to eat!!" Yu Heizi sucked in the yellow pus from his nose and wiped it with his blackened cuff from time to time. Mrs. Li also wiped her black hands on the colorless skirt, instead of washing her hands.
Mrs. Zhao glanced at it, and almost vomited out in disgust. Facing this Mai Tai mother and son, there is no appetite to eat.
Mrs. Zhang, who has been paying attention to her youngest daughter-in-law, followed her gaze, frowned, took a bowl, picked out some of each dish, and said to Mrs. Li: "The table is too crowded, you Let's go back to the east room to eat!"
Mrs. Li stared straight at the bloated fat meat, and said without winking: "There are two more people, it's a bit crowded. What kind of table is there for a kid who hasn't turned ten years old! Why don't you hurry up and make room?"
As he spoke, he couldn't bear it any longer, and raised his chopsticks to grab the biggest piece of fat. Halfway, she was stopped by Mrs. Zhang. She gave the ignorant eldest daughter-in-law a hard look, and said in a more emphatic tone: "Let you go back to the house to eat, so much nonsense!! If you don't serve the children, it's a run on you." who?"