Chapter 0311 Northeast Pig Killing Dish

Wearing a sheepskin jacket on his body, a cotton coat on the outside, a leather hat on his head, and a pair of leather stalks, Ding Fan still has a little bit of the appearance of a public security policeman, just like a child, constantly rolling on the snow and practicing boxing as usual, swaying his sweat.

There is no feeling of cold on his body at all, but his body is constantly exuding heat, and there is silence around him, there is almost no sound, only his own slight gasp, plus Doudou next to him, occasionally sticking out his tongue, looking at Ding Fan.

Just as Ding Fan felt the peaceful atmosphere around him, suddenly a clear chirp sounded in Ding Fan's ears, which was very clear and sharp, a bit like the call of an eagle.

The reason why Ding Fan heard the call of the eagle was because of the old men in the imperial city when he was in Yanjing before. These people are all good face masters, usually they can't eat at home, and they have to go out to take a bird, and if they want to save face, they will also slip the new guy in their hands.

There is a person near Ding Fan's grandfather's house, who has an eagle at home, and his usual cry is very bright, as long as there is its call, even the rooster does not dare to crow, and it is very domineering.

So Ding Fan is very familiar with this call, and when he heard it, he knew that it was an eagle, and it was quite unusual to hear this call, even the Doudou around him was a little nervous, and the little tongue that was originally sticking out outside suddenly put it away and looked around vigilantly.

Eagles are not migratory birds, and they rarely stay far from the place where they were born, but in winter, they still go to the place where they spent the winter, after all, it is difficult for birds in the Northeast to survive in winter.

And something is obviously wrong with this eagle, otherwise at this time, it should have left a long time ago, how could it stay here?

Just when Ding Fan was still stunned, Er Fat and Zheng Yi had already carried the shovels in their hands to clean up the surrounding snow, in fact, it was just a jump out, and the surrounding snow was still very thick, but at least they wouldn't have to work hard because of going out.

"Zheng Yi, go home today and tell your father, I will go to your house for dinner in the evening, and I will discuss something good with him. "Ding Fan has been pressing a question in his heart for a long time, today he finally has a direction, although it is not very mature, but at least this is the most likely one in Ding Fan's heart now, and it is worth discussing with Zheng Sanpao.

Zheng Yi nodded, and said to Ding Fan excitedly: "Brother Ding, I came to you to my house for dinner today, my uncle's family sent some pork, and blood sausage, my mother said to stew sauerkraut tonight, and asked me to come to you, come to my house to drink some tonight." ”

Killing pigs in the Northeast, this is a good thing, Zheng Yi said this, Ding Fan's mouth began to drool, it just so happened that Ding Fan had a little chestnut here, and the pheasant that Er Fat brought back from the mountain some time ago, he was adding a dish tonight, and by the way, he would discuss the next thing with Zheng Sanpao.

After agreeing to Zheng Yi, Ding Fan began to prepare, the pheasants in his hands are ready-made, as long as the chicken bones are pulled out, then chopped into small pieces, put them in the basin, pour a little white wine and soy sauce, first marinate the meat to taste for a while, the second fat peeled the chestnut skin on the side, looked at the chicken in Ding Fan's hand, and his eyes were straight, I really couldn't think about it

White, Ding Fan, what is this going to do, aren't chestnuts just snacks? Why are they still put together with chicken?

Erpang didn't understand, but Ding Fan didn't plan to tell him about it, anyway, it was useless, he was just a foodie, even if he told him, he wouldn't learn.

Wait until the chestnuts in the hands of the second fat are peeled, and the chicken in Ding Fan's hands is almost marinated, all that remains is to pour a little oil into the pot, put a little shredded ginger and green onion in the pot, stir-fry the fragrance, and then pour the already marinated chicken pieces into the pot, stir-fry over high heat, and when Ding Fan was copying a few pieces, the second fat who was watching was already drooling.

In the past, this pheasant meat, Er Fat was often eaten, and it was not like now, when he saw what he ate, he drooled, Ding Fan used to make roast chicken and flower chicken, and Er Fat also ate a lot, but now Ding Fan is stir-frying chicken nuggets, and before it comes out of the pot, Er Fat can't help but want to taste it, and I don't know why.

Ding Fan didn't pay attention to the situation of the second fat, but grabbed a small piece of rock sugar from the bowl on the side and threw it into the pot casually, when the second fat saw this action, he wanted to stop it, but Ding Fan didn't even turn his head back, the movements in his hands continued, and the words of the second fat didn't come out, here Ding Fan started to soy sauce in the pot again, and added water with his hand, and finally when the water boiled, he poured all the chestnuts in the big bowl into the pot.

Ding Fan's movements were smooth and did not pause at all, but the second fat side was already stupid, and he had already looked confused, what was Ding Fan doing, this was salty and sweet, and he had never seen such a dish, can he still eat this?

Erpang looked at the chicken and chestnuts in the pot with a little pity, and secretly regretted in his heart, why did he peel so many chestnuts just now, if he knew that this was the case, Erpang wouldn't have peeled so many chestnuts, but now he regrets it and is not in a hurry, Ding Fan has already gotten out of the pot here, just waiting to collect the soup.

When the chickens were all stewed, Ding Fan found a big jar, put the stewed braised chestnut chicken in it, took a bottle of old koji wine, and took Doudou and Er Fat to Zheng Sanpao's house.

When she arrived at Zheng Sanpao's house, the third aunt was busy in the kitchen, and when she saw Ding Fan enter the door, she immediately laughed, saying that Ding Fan now really looks like a village cadre.

Ding Fan stretched out his hand and touched his nose and thanked the third aunt, but the fragrance from the kitchen made Ding Fan's stomach feel like an appetite in an instant.

"Third aunt, I really ate your stew once, and I can't forget it, but there are only two old tanks in your house, otherwise I would like to find you to partner in the sauerkraut business." Ding Fan's words are really not foolish at all, you must know that when Zheng Sanpao married the third aunt, the third aunt brought two large sauerkraut jars from her mother's house, and the pickled sauerkraut is not the same taste as other people's.

As soon as Ding Fan said this, the third aunt immediately didn't open her eyes and smiled, saying that her mother's family had a recipe for pickling sauerkraut, if Ding Fan wanted it, the third aunt would go home and ask in the future, and ask Ding Fan to take it back, even if there is no such old jar, it can still pickle good sauerkraut, and the taste is not much worse than that pickled in the old jar.

When Ding Fan heard this, his eyes lit up, this is a good thing!

People in the Northeast are pickled with sauerkraut, but

It is able to pickle the sauerkraut to make it taste good, it is really rare, with the recipe of the third aunt, I think that in the future, the sauerkraut can not only be eaten by yourself, but also by people outside.

It's this gift that Ding Fan can't eat by himself, even if the third aunt doesn't want it, he has to give it to Zheng Yi, otherwise Ding Fan's heart will not go.

Ding Fan came, after a busy time, everyone finally sat on the kang, on the table was the braised chestnut chicken brought by Ding Fan, a plate of stir-fried dried tofu, a plate of peanuts and a plate of shredded potatoes, and finally in the middle was today's main dish, sauerkraut and white meat stewed blood sausage, looking at a table of sumptuous meals, Ding Fan couldn't help but swallow two mouthfuls of saliva.

And the second fat on one side has long been uncontrollable, and saliva flows out of the corners of his mouth.

The third uncle is sitting on the main seat, Zheng Yi is sitting next to him, and Ding Fan and Er Fat are sitting on the other side, originally the third aunt is not on the table, this is the custom of the old Northeast, and the women in the family are not on the table, but today Ding Fan said that he would also ask the third aunt to eat together, and there is something to discuss with the third aunt.

As soon as Zheng Sanpao heard Ding Fan say this, he agreed, and then the five of them were sitting at the same table, eating and drinking together.

Of course, only Ding Fan and Zheng Sanpao ate and drank, Er Fat and Zheng Yi only cared about eating, and basically didn't even raise their heads at all, the most popular of which is today's main dish, sauerkraut and white meat stewed blood sausage, and for Zheng Yi relatively speaking, it seems that he is more interested in braised chestnut chicken, as if this dish is very suitable for his appetite, and he eats without raising his head or opening his eyes.

Zheng Sanpao took a sip of wine in his mouth, and then said to Ding Fan: "I came to you today to discuss with you, and go up the mountain to hunt in two days, and see that the time is about the same, so I have to prepare in advance." ”

This kind of thing of going up to the mountain to hunt used to be done by Zheng Sanpao alone, and it has basically become an activity for him in winter, and it can be regarded as a hobby of his, it is rare that someone is willing to go with him, and it can be regarded as someone who is with him.

Originally, Ding Fan was still very interested in hunting in the mountains, but today is different, Ding Fan just figured out one thing, if Zheng Sanpao thinks there is no problem, this winter's time, there will be one more entry in the tunzi, and today Ding Fan is mainly here for this matter.

"Okay, the third uncle has the final say, go up the mountain to hunt, I'm a layman, as long as the third uncle has an idea. Ding Fan stretched out his hand and put a piece of blood sausage in the bowl and put it in his mouth, chewed it heavily, and replied to Zheng Sanpao by the way: "I have another matter to discuss with the third uncle today." ”

Zheng Sanpao took a bite of the dish, nodded to Ding Fan, and motioned for Ding Fan to speak directly.

Ding Fan put down his chopsticks, reached out and took out a cigarette and handed it to Zheng Sanpao, and then said to Zheng Sanpao: "Third uncle, is there a lot of Wula grass in our northeast?"

Zheng Sanpao took a puff of cigarette and said: "It's so much, there are pieces of them on the mountain, you just want to eat, you can be full, I have a lot of them at home, all of them are recovered this year, if you want, I will fill you with a few bags at night, there are a lot of these things." ”

When Ding Fan heard this, he slapped his big hand: "Okay, this winter, notify all families to weave the insoles of Wula grass, and in the spring of next year, we will buy him to make money and do it." ”

Ding Fan excitedly picked up the wine glass and drank all the old wine in the cup in one gulp, but Zheng Sanpao was stupid. (https:)

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