How can this year's bacon only make ten catties?

Liu Qingshan looked at the pork in the basin, turned his head and went out.

Liu Yuanhe was anxious: "Qingshan, why are you going? Come and help me wash the leaves, I'm going to." ”

Liu Qingshan ignored his father, went out and rode a motorcycle to the town.

When I came back, there were suddenly thirty catties of pork in the car.

Liu Yuanhe was surprised, happy and anxious when he saw the pork that his son had moved into the house: "You stupid boy, what are you buying so much pork for?

When Wu Cuimei heard this, she didn't make the pot-bellied poop, threw the dough and ran out to see.

Looking at the large bag of pork piled on the stone threshold, I felt that I couldn't get angry for a while, and I almost fainted.

With so much pork, how much does it cost......

After a while, when she came back to her senses, she asked in a trembling voice: "Qingshan, this, what's going on? Why are you buying so much pork? Although, although your uncle and they are going to come to dinner tomorrow, no matter how you eat, you can't eat so much pork, your father has already bought twenty catties in the morning, isn't it a waste of money for you to buy so much?"

Liu Qingshan smiled: "Mom, this is not for my uncle and them, this is for you and my father." ”

"Huh?" Liu Yuanhe and his wife glanced at each other, puzzled.

"Dad, Mom, our family used to be poor, and I ate all the bacon made by my grandfather, but now, your son and I have money, I will make bacon for you, so that you can eat enough." ”

Although the tone of speech was very rough, very casual, and not sensational, inexplicably, Wu Cuimei was moved instantly.

The panic disappeared from her face, and she smiled slightly, her smile full of pride and pride.

Although their son did not study much and did not go to a big city, he was more sensible than most of his peers.

Although her son has saved a lot of money recently, this is not the thing that makes her proudest, what makes her proud is still her son's gentle and simple inside.

It's as if there is always a sea of flowers blooming in his heart, fragrant and charming, colorful and gorgeous.

She also said gently: "Qingshan, Mom and your dad don't really care about what to eat, as long as you are happy." ”

Liu Yuanhe, a big fool, said very unexpectedly: "If you buy it, you will eat it, why do you say these words? Do you want him to go back." Wait a minute, I'll take a picture first. ”

As he spoke, he quickly took out the mobile phone he had brought back with twenty catties of pork, clicked, took a photo of the pork, and then sent it to the group to show off.

Looking at my father's operation, and then looking at my mother's face, I was no longer gentle, but like a tigress, with a straight face, glaring at Liu Yuanhe: "Are you so free? Still looking at your phone? What time is it today? Since you are so free, then hurry up and clean up the chicken shit and duck feces in the chicken coop for me, and by the way, burn the paper that wipes your butt in the plastic bucket in the thatched pit, and then clean up the weeds around the thatched pit. ”

Hearing that he was going to do so many things, Liu Yuanhe was unhappy: "I won't go, you let Qingshan go." ”

"Okay, you also go and buy me a few dozen catties of pork back, and I'll let Qingshan do these things. ”

"Didn't I buy it in the morning?"

"But won't I give you my phone back?"

Liu Yuanhe had nothing to say, so he had to go to work obediently.

Liu Qingshan processes pork in the patio and prepares to make bacon.

These thirty catties of pork, plus my father's ten catties, a total of forty catties, if one catty of pork is made into a piece of bacon, these forty catties are enough to make forty catties.

When the time comes, forty pieces of bacon will be hung on the wood, and the thief will definitely look good.

Wu Cuimei continued to make potbelly poop in the kitchen.

While kneading the dough flexibly with both hands, he said, "Qingshan, you bought so much pork, and tomorrow morning you will wax it and let your uncle take a look." ”

Liu Qingshan said with a smile: "Mom, I know, I don't need you to say it." ”

He looked up into the kitchen, and just saw his mother wrapping the filling into the unsealed glutinous rice cake, so he said, "Mom, remember to make me a few more fillings, I want to eat more fillings." ”

My mother refused: "How can there be such a thing? It's all the same amount of ingredients, you can eat it if you like it, and you don't eat it." ”

Liu Qingshan: ......

In fact, the procedure of making potbelly cake is similar to making dumplings, except that making dumplings is rolled out with a rolling pin, but making potbelly cake relies on a pair of flexible hands to knead the dough.

After the dough is kneaded into a bowl, some fillings are poured into the bowl with a spoon, and then the mouth of the bowl is sealed like a dumpling to become a potbelly.

However, the sealing of the potbelly cake does not pay attention to any fancy, because the stickiness of glutinous rice is excellent, as long as the thumb and index finger are pinched hard, the dough on both sides can be tightly combined.

The sealed potbelly can be boiled directly like dumplings, and when cooked, it can be eaten.

However, the most delicious way to do this is to place the potbelly poop on the washed grapefruit leaves.

The grapefruit leaves are tightly arranged on the steamer, with the shiny front side facing up and the textured back side facing down.

After making a potbelly poop, place it on top of the grapefruit leaves.

Grapefruit leaves are naturally oily, so they don't need to be brushed with oil like other leaves.

Some people don't have yuzu leaves at home, so they will replace yuzu leaves with the leaves that make zongzi and cut them to the right size and shape.

But the zongzi leaf itself is dry, generally in contact with glutinous rice, it will be inseparable, in this case, it is necessary to brush a layer of edible oil on the surface of the leaf to play a role in isolation.

After the potbelly is ready, the hot water is boiled.

The iron pot used to place the steamer is often large, about a little more than a meter in diameter.

This type of iron pot is very common in the mountains, and it was used to boil pigs and brew wine.

Nowadays, the iron pot has been replaced by various new-age kitchen utensils, and the only remaining use seems to be to fill a pot of water during the New Year's festival to steam and cook delicious foods such as glutinous rice cakes.

The iron pot was very large, and after Wu Cuimei instructed her son to put a few spoonfuls of water into it, she asked her son to bring the finished glutinous rice dumplings.

The steamer is a stainless steel steamer with five layers. It is round in shape, about fifty or sixty centimeters in diameter, or larger.

However, compared to the large iron pot, its diameter is obviously only half the size of the iron pot.

Mom made a lot of potbelly dumplings today, and these golden glutinous rice cakes lay quietly on the oily green grapefruit leaves, snuggling up to each other intimately in the steamer.

The five-layer steamer is full of golden glutinous rice cakes.

Smelling the fragrance of grapefruit leaves, Liu Qingshan was a little hungry: "Mom, how long will this take to steam." ”

"It depends. Wu Cuimei did not give an answer.

"Mom, it's too slow to steam like this, why don't we take a small pot and cook it in water." ”

Wu Cuimei glanced at her son and said with a smile: "You know how to eat, is the bacon marinated?"

"Pickled, pickled, all marinated in a big basin, and I'll get up at dawn tomorrow morning and hang them up." ”

"What are you going to hang on?" asked my mother.

Liu Qingshan slapped his head: "Oh, there are no wild palm leaves yet." ”

"Then why don't you go quickly?"

Liu Qingshan reluctantly glanced at the pot-bellied ba, and quickly picked up the woodcutter and went into the mountain.

Although the pot-bellied baba is very tempting, it must be more important than saving my mother's dignity.

Wild palm leaves and bacon are standard.