Xia Xiaomo forgot to eat delicious bacon, and held her cheeks and asked, "Then what's next?"

Chen Zhiping said with a smile: "For this reason, I will wait until the pig is repeatedly poured with boiling water, and then you can shave." The pen "fun" pavilion www.biquge.info shaved off the fat meat, then it became a red strip white and fat, at this time with two iron hooks, hook the two hind legs of the fat pig, after letting go, you can disembowel it. This is also a test of technology, if you are familiar, it will not take an hour to turn this big fat pig of more than 200 catties into a piece of pork of the right size. It's like cooking, and you'll be amazed when you see it next year, hehe!"

Chen Zhiyuan also interjected on the side: "Yes, sister-in-law, it was very lively when the New Year pig was killed, and the people from the uncle and his family also came to help, and they killed the New Year pig the same, our fathers will go to help." After killing the pig, there will be delicious food, there is stewed pork bone soup, and pig intestines, these things, the neighbors on the left and right have to send some meat dishes, the child is the happiest, these days are the best to eat all year round. ”

Indeed, in the nineties, the countryside was not rich, and the meat was relatively small, and most people only had a tooth sacrifice once a week, so when they killed the New Year's pigs, they ate well every day, and their mood became extremely happy. It's just that in the 21st century, life is richer, and there are many fewer pigs killed for the New Year, and there is no longer the atmosphere of the 90s.

Xia Xiaomo ate a piece of bacon and asked, "Then how is this bacon made, I feel that there is a natural fragrance." ”

Liu Sufen said happily: "Xiaomo, none of you in the city have ever seen smoked bacon, so I'll tell you." This sausage bacon is a must-have for the New Year. In our country, we call it cured bacon and sausages. First, the white strip of meat used to make bacon is pierced with a sharp knife for a few small eyes, and then soaked in salt, cooking wine and peppercorns for a few days, and then brought out and hung with a thread to dry, which is cured meat. Then you have to smoke, find a sunny day, set up a stove at your own dam head, and then use cypress branches and leaves, as well as peanut shells and other things, smoke these marinated meat for half a day and a day, then the bacon will become a little dark, but there is the fragrance of cypress leaves on it, at this time you can hang the bacon, of course, you must often take it out to dry, the drier the better. Some old bacon has been put for more than a year, and the taste is even worse. ”

Chen Zhiping said with a smile: "The sausages made at home are much better than those bought." Many of the sausages bought in the market are adulterated, using feed pork, and some are added with cheap dog meat and chicken, and the taste is too far worse than the sausages we fill at home. Let's fill the sausages ourselves, which are cut into small pieces with fat and lean pork, plus salt, pepper, pepper, these seasonings, mix evenly and put it for an hour, and then pour it into the pig's small casing, and then tie a knot with cotton thread in a place about a foot long, and then hang it up to dry, and you can smoke it, it will be more delicious. ”

Xia Xiaomo nodded and said, "So that's the case, but how did you get the skin on the outside of the sausage, just what you said about the casing?"

Liu Sufen said with a smile: "This is actually very simple, that is, sprinkle some salt on the pig's small intestine, keep kneading it and then scrape it repeatedly with bamboo slices, and the pig's small intestine will become a thin transparent casing." ”

Chen Zhiping remembered the later generations, some unscrupulous merchants, and even used *** to make the coat of sausages, but he didn't dare to say it, if this was the case, Xia Xiaomo would definitely not even be able to eat. On the contrary, in ancient times, some people used casings to make ****, which was reversed.

After eating this meal, Xia Xiaomo felt that she was about to burst her belly, she rushed to collect the dishes and chopsticks, ready to behave, but Liu Sufen pulled her aside and said: "Xiaomo, you are a girl in the city, don't do this kind of rough work, this is still done by Zhiping and his father, and he has always washed the dishes in our house." ”

Xia Xiaomo burped and said embarrassedly, "Mom, am I too useless?"

Liu Sufen smiled and said, "What's wrong! This is almost a family, so don't be polite." ”

There is nothing to do at night in the countryside, even if you can't find a few TVs, so after watching TV for a while, everyone is ready to go to bed, but there are only three beds at home, although Xia Xiaomo has slept in one bed with Chen Zhiping, but when she arrived at Chen Zhiping's house, she was embarrassed.

Chen Zhiping said with a smile: "Xiaomo, you are still shy! You will be a family soon, and my parents will not laugh at you." ”

Xia Xiaomo said: "Oh, that's it, then you are not allowed to move at night." ”

Chen Zhi smiled: "Okay, I promise!"

In the end, Xia Xiaomo blushed and entered the house with Chen Zhiping, while Chen Jianjun and Liu Sufen both went back to their house with a smile, and Chen Zhiyuan secretly glanced at his brother, meaning to cook the raw rice as soon as possible.

Chen Zhiping thought that this kid was really bad enough, and he didn't know if he chased girls in school, he knew that his younger brother Chen Zhiyuan was also a very honest child, and he didn't fall in love until he was twenty-two years old in his previous life, and he had been studying hard in school.

After sleeping on the bed, Xia Xiaomo began to pester Chen Zhiping to ask questions.

For everything in the countryside, Xia Xiaomo felt very fresh, she exhaled like a brandy and asked: "Zhiping, tell me about the interesting story of the New Year when you were a child, now it's so early, I can't sleep at all." ”

Chen Zhiping said with a smile: "What do you want to hear? There are many interesting things about the New Year." ”

Xia Xiaomo said with a smile: "By the way, didn't Mom say that you have to make cloth shoes in the countryside for the New Year? ”

Chen Zhiping said: "Okay, our countryside is different from the city, we have always been relatively poor, so we are usually reluctant to buy clothes, shoes and socks all year round, generally speaking, only during the Chinese New Year, we will buy two sets of new clothes for each member of the family, as well as two pairs of cloth shoes." As for the clothes, I went to the cloth shop in the countryside to tear a few feet of cloth, and then went to the tailor shop to tailor them. And the cloth shoes are completely made by themselves. Of course, making cloth shoes is a necessary skill for every housewife. ”

Xia Xiaomo's eyes widened and said, "Ah, so that's the case, I thought I was going to buy it!"

Chen Zhiping said with a smile: "This is a rural tradition. Regardless of whether they are rich or poor, each family must prepare a new pair of shoes for each family member before the Chinese New Year, otherwise the housewife of the family will inevitably be discredited, and the villagers will despise it. This tradition begins at the beginning of the commune era, when the peasants became extremely impoverished after communization, and it was very rare to exchange two yuan and five jiao in cash for a pair of Shanghai-made Jiefang brand rubber shoes! At most, each family had one or two pairs of long black waterproof shoes or rubber shoes to share, and at home, at least one pair of cloth shoes per capita was moved on the soles of the feet. Because of the economic embarrassment, farmers mostly have leather shoes to wear when they are grooms and brides, otherwise the old and young are just barefoot to go to the field and walk, and wear cloth shoes, especially new cloth shoes on the road, generally only in the formal occasions of rushing to the field and leaving the household, otherwise they usually play barefoot, of course, the nineties are much better, after all, it is much better than the eighties, and they generally wear their own cloth shoes. ”

Chen Zhiping talked about this, which made Xia Xiaomo feel very fresh and interesting, of course she couldn't imagine that Chen Zhiping went to school when he was a child, and many times when it rained, he took off his cloth shoes and walked in the mud with his bare feet and trousers, and he was reluctant to wear them when he returned home, all barefoot, and every New Year, he and Chen Zhiyuan would cheer because they wore the new cloth shoes made by their mother. This is the true portrayal of rural children in the eighties and nineties.