When Feng Jing finished washing his clothes and came back with a wooden barrel, he saw the picture of the four members of the Su family sitting in a row under the balcony under the eaves licking the sugar gourd, "......"

"Come on, come on, Brother Feng, you also have your share, you eat sugar gourd first, and then dry your clothes later." Su Wan pointed to the sugar gourd inserted in the wall and asked Feng Jing to take it herself.

Feng Jing wanted to say that he was not so naïve and didn't want to eat any sugar gourds.

However, the Su family in this row all coveted the sugar gourd on the wall, so he didn't eat it.

Forget it, in order to avoid the Su family's uneven distribution of spoils for a sugar gourd and affect their feelings, he still eats this sugar gourd.

Seeing him pick the sugar gourd from the wall, Ah Xiu, Su Wan, and Su Zhen all showed disappointed expressions in their eyes.

Su Wu can think about it, anyway, she will buy it when she goes to the city in the future.

Su Wu ate quickly, washed her hands, and took the initiative to dry her clothes.

In ancient times, there was no washing machine for washing clothes, and it was really tiring to wash clothes by hand, and you had to hammer it with a wooden stick by the river.

She can't let the other "children" in the family dry their clothes, so let's help dry them herself, Feng Jing will be busy for a while, and filling sausages is a troublesome job.

Feng Jing was a little surprised, this Su Wan, who had never done housework, actually helped him share the housework, which made him feel flattered.

"Girl, you put it away, I'll dry it later."

"No, I still know how to dry clothes, you eat sugar gourd first, we will make sausages in a while, you see, pork and pig intestines, I have brought them back."

"Spices are readily available in our house."

"After a while, you first cut a little pork and fry it to make lunch, I'll chop the pork first, put spices, you can put it, I can't control the amount."

The girl shook her clothes, and the water droplets on the clothes spilled out, reflecting in the sun, emitting a rainbow-like light, a picture of the quiet years, and the rude girl was also reflected a lot quietly.

Those who don't know must think that she washed these clothes.

Feng Jing looked at his white hands, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, he can really do manual work, and it doesn't matter what women do.

However, he can't be the master.

Su Wan supported everyone to eat sugar gourds, and first took the pig's small intestine and put it in a wooden barrel.

Butcher Zhang was already roughly overjoyed, but he didn't wash it up.

She can wash the pig's small intestine clean with her water ability.

This has to be avoided a little bit.

She scooped the water from the tank and put it in the wooden bucket, and rubbed it a few times, but in fact, she had already washed away the dirt in her small intestine by making a stream of water with her water ability.

After pouring out the water, add salt, starch, and vinegar and knead them together.

The mucus on the inner wall of the small intestine has already been washed away by Su Wu, so salt starch vinegar is used, just to remove the taste.

I went to the soup pot that was always on the stove and scooped warm water, poured it into it, and washed the small intestines.

After taking it out, put in some soda and scrub it again.

For Su Wan, these steps are all about taste.

Although it is possible to let Feng Jing make it, but this thing, Feng Jing has never done it before, she is afraid that he will be careless and not clean, so she doesn't want to waste money and ingredients to get unclean sausages.

After that, she added ingredients and scrubbed twice, and she couldn't smell any peculiar smell, so she drained the small intestine and hung it up again.

Feng Jing was really surprised this time, Su Wu didn't really know how to do housework, she could do such tedious and dirty work as the clear pig intestine.

She just doesn't want to do housework?

"I got a little more pig intestines, and Brother Feng will make hot fat intestines to eat in a while."

"Will Brother Feng make hot fat sausages?"

"Not very good."

Su Wu was embarrassed, so she could only carefully recall the video of chef Wang Gang that she had seen before.

"Let's figure it out together in a moment."

The two pondered and cooked together, and it became a nightmare for the villagers.

The hot fat sausage is already delicious, although there are not so many spices in it, but the flavor of green onions, ginger, garlic and peppercorns needs to be completely flattened.

Because Su Wu didn't buy all the pig intestines, she also bought pig intestines, and they were cleaned together just now.

The large intestine of the pig is cooked with some spices to remove the taste, scoop it up, and let Feng Jing cut it into 2 cm long left wrench segments.

Then, sit in the pot with water, and after the water boils, blanch the cut pig intestine to remove the oil, take it out and put it in the basket to control the water for later use.

At this time, the oil in the cauldron is relaxed, well, Master Wang Gang likes to say that the oil is relaxed, this requirement is really too luxurious for ancient times, the ancient people were very economical, where is there so much oil to be wide oil.

In ancient times, there was no salad oil, that is, rapeseed oil.

If the canola oil is not fully cooked, it will have a raw smell.

So Su Wan asked Feng Jing to wait for the oil to be completely hot, and then poured it into the blanched pig's large intestine.

There is so much water in the large intestine of the pig, and it is not that it can be completely drained after draining for so long, and after being put into the pot, the water droplets are completely in contact with the hot oil, and the oil splashes for a while.

At this time, Feng Jing had already practiced the demeanor of not dodging or avoiding danger after this period of experience in stir-frying, but in fact, the oil splash on his hands did not hurt so much.

Su Wu, who watched the fire, was amazed, she was still afraid of being hot, she was a little away from the stove when she was burning the fire, Feng Jing didn't understand why she was so afraid of the fire, and when she was burning the fire, she was so afraid of the flames, and she looked a little cowardly.

When Feng Jing fried the pig's large intestine until it was golden brown, Su Wu asked him to take out the pig's large intestine to control the oil.

Feng Jing did so.

"Next, it's almost the same as making back to the pot meat, you can make it yourself."

Feng Jing had a number in his heart, and put the bottom oil left in the pot, put in the green onion, ginger and garlic, and stir-fried until fragrant.

Then, pour in the dark soy sauce and add a little salt and stir-fry.

Immediately after, he added some more sugar.

Su Wan doesn't understand why she wants to add sugar, is there such a thing as adding sugar?

That's it, Feng Jing is a chef, anyway, it's already released, and it's useless for her to stop it now.

Feng Jing poured cooking wine into the pot again, cooked it with aged vinegar, and after stir-frying for a while, poured in a spoonful of water, and said to Su Wan, "Burn the fire bigger." ”

Su Wan was a little afraid of the fire, so she went to the kitchen door, "Su Zhen, come and light the fire, the fire." ”

"Okay, sister." As soon as Su Wu shouted, Su Zhen put down the problem, rushed into the kitchen, and took the tongs in Su Wan's hand.

Su Zhen's fire-burning skills are much better than Su Yan's, the fire in the stove is burning very vigorously, Feng Jing looked at Su Wu, who was extremely afraid of fire and hid far away, she really could scare away at all, so how could she dare to take a red-hot wooden stick to beat people when she faced the bandits before.

Putting down his thoughts, Feng Jing started stir-frying the soup on a high fire.

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