How can lard residue not be fragrant
My seventh cousin slowly poured out all the oil from the pot, then scooped out the burnt lard residue.
Thinking of his silly apprentice, he even left two plates for him: "Qiao Qiao, do you like sweet or salty food?"
Qiao Qiao paused while rolling the dough, then asked in confusion, "Can't I eat all of it?"
Aunt Lianhua couldn't help laughing when she heard this. Uncle Seven said angrily, "Your little head is full of nothing but eating and playing. You are really useless."
But as he spoke, he obediently sprinkled sugar and salt on the two plates of lard residue.
Song Tan couldn't help but pinch a piece. It was crispy and greasy in the mouth. The salt melted as he chewed it, and he felt satisfied from body to mind.
Although the pork is still not top quality, she can already taste its fragrance.
The lard residue must be eaten while it is hot. Qiao Qiao had already washed his hands and came over quickly.
While eating, Zhang Yanping, who was originally sleeping, suddenly came out of the room in a daze, and now held the door frame:
"It smells so good, what are you eating?"
So not long after, Xin Jun, who had gained several pounds and had made up his mind to control himself at night, also came out.
Although it is inappropriate to gain weight before getting married, it shouldn't be too much to just have a small taste, right
The two plates of lard residue were empty. Seeing that they were still looking at the ones on the eucalyptus board, the seventh cousin hurriedly chased them away:
"Go, go, go! Don't delay me from making dumplings."
Then he picked up two thick-backed iron knives and started chopping.
The lard residue was soon chopped into small pieces. Zhang Yanping wanted to please the chef and was thinking:
"My knife looks heavy! Uncle Seven, do your arms feel sore? I'll ask Tan Tan to get you a blender later."
Uncle Qi glanced at him and said, "Machines are for lazy people. They can't make such chewy meat cubes. Don't make things worse."
"If you really can't sleep and have nothing to do, wash your hands and go make dumplings."
Zhang Yanping: …
Go wash your hands honestly.
At the same time, she did not forget to flatter him: "Seventh cousin, with this fragrance, even gods would not be able to fall asleep."
The lard residue and the drained cabbage foam are mixed with light soy sauce and freshly fried pepper oil. Even before salt is added, the fresh and crispy pepper aroma hits you.
Qiao Qiao took the small rolling pin and rolled out a piece of dough in no time. There was already a large piece of dough piled up next to it.
After everyone sat down, Uncle Seven evenly sprinkled salt into the basin, and while mixing it, he did not forget to teach Qiao Qiao:
"Remember, if the cabbage is not that tasty, you can add some MSG to make it more flavorful. Also, don't add salt too early, otherwise the cabbage will be pickled out and the dumplings will taste watery and not chewy."
Qiao Qiao kept moving and making umming and ahing sounds, obviously having heard it.
Zhang Yanping was already awake. He reached out and took out a piece of dumpling wrapper, carefully added a dollop of stuffing on it, then kneaded it together and placed it on an empty eucalyptus board beside him. The dumpling then lay flat.
Aunt Lianhua couldn't help laughing when she saw him: "I saw Yanping was so tall, but I didn't expect that he wouldn't be the head of the family after he got married."
Zhang Yanping was stunned: "How is it possible?"
He said proudly: "I like to make decisions. I have to be the head of the family after I get married!"
Xin Jun glanced at him, and remembered what his mother had muttered. He carefully made a dumpling and placed it cautiously next to Zhang Yanping's dumpling.
However, the dumplings were carefully placed, and Fatty's body only struggled for a moment before slowly lying flat on the ground.
At this moment, everyone started laughing: "Oh my, what's wrong with the young men nowadays? None of them are in charge of the family!"
"Look, these dumplings can't stand up. People just don't have temper at home."
Song Tan was curious: "Is this accurate?"
"It's very accurate!" Aunt Lianhua believed it without a doubt: "If you don't believe me, try pinching it."
The seventh cousin also nodded: "The old sayings are all based on facts."
Song Tan made a dumpling in no time. Even though the filling was a little too little due to her poor technique, when she pushed the belly of the dumpling slightly with her thumb and placed it on the eucalyptus board, the dumpling was very stable and did not move at all.
It forms a sharp contrast with the two dumpling pieces lying flat next to it.
Song Tan: Very good, she has now unilaterally declared that this proverb is true. Isn't Fairy Tan the one who is supposed to be the master
Xin Jun had already somewhat accepted his fate, but Zhang Yanping refused to accept it: "No! I must have not put the filling in the right place for that dumpling just now. I'll make another one for you to see."
“… No, the trick is not to put too much stuffing? Look at the one that Tan Tan just made, it’s only a little bit!”
“… Why doesn’t it work? Is there some trick to bending it with the ball of your thumb?”
After struggling all night, there was only one uneven dumpling lying flat on the eucalyptus board. Uncle Seventh Cousin finally couldn't stand it anymore and said, "That's enough, just accept your fate, bastard!"
Zhang Yanping was frustrated and anxious.
But soon, he became confident again: "This is all fake, just a country saying. I will find a girl with the best temper, the kind who dares not speak loudly, and I will see how she can be my home and my master!"
"No, you should go to sleep again, single dog." Song Tan placed the dumplings in place and looked at him coldly.
“Woof woof woof!”
When the three babies on the ground heard the word "dog", they also started wagging their tails and barking excitedly.
Zhang Yanping: … I feel like they are mocking me, but I have no evidence.
We are both single, why are we so anxious to hurt each other? Besides, Tantan doesn't have a partner either!
But he naturally didn't dare to say this, so he could only change the subject abruptly:
"By the way, Tantan, those fishermen can't catch any fish every day. Would you consider giving them some bait or something?"
"They keep working so hard even though they can't catch any fish. Don't you think about why?"
Zhang Yanping remained silent.
Why? For this meal! He now shares a lot of food expenses with his seventh cousin.
"But we always fail to catch any fish. I'm worried that the remaining newcomers will not be willing to come."
That's true, people who have been here know that the food here is good. But people who haven't been here always hesitate.
Song Tan thought about it, put down the dumplings and walked outside. After a while, he came back and told Zhang Yanping:
"It's under the bricks next to the flowerbed outside our gate. The day after tomorrow, dig up a few small red earthworms and send them over there. Don't give too many. Just one small one per person will be enough."
She just gave the earthworms below some spiritual energy to attract them. If they use it for fishing, they should be able to have a good harvest.
If you want to harvest leeks, you must grow them well!