Lan Erlang saw his daughter fiddling with the pigskin that had not yet been plucked, although he was determined to support his daughter, he still had no idea in his heart: "Qingqing...... Are you sure you can sell these pigskins for money? ”

"Absolutely! If you don't succeed, it's a big deal, eat it yourself! Anyway, Dad and I haven't eaten enough for a long time! After Lan Xiaoqing finished speaking, she touched her chin and pondered for herself, "It's only March, and we can use stream water to cool the soup at night, but we don't have molds." ”

"What...... What mold? Lan Erlang didn't know what Lan Xiaoqing was thinking at all, but seeing his daughter's frowning appearance, he still subconsciously wanted to share her worries.

"It's just a kind of container, it's better to be sealed if it's longer...... it can't leak," Lan Xiaoqing said, suddenly thinking of something, "There is, bamboo tube!" ”

There is bamboo at the back of the house, which is inexhaustible: "Dad, before it gets dark, you can quickly go and cut a bamboo for me and come back, it should be so thick." She said, gesturing with her hands in a circle.

Lan Erlang nodded, he couldn't bear to hit his daughter in front of him, and he didn't sigh until he walked out a long way, but he still took the firewood knife and went to the bamboo forest.

Lan Xiaoqing first washed all the three catties of pigskin, and then filled the iron pot with cold water, just before the pigskin, and when the water boiled, she scooped up the pigskin.

At this time, there is still a layer of white fat in the part of the pork skin and flesh that is picked up, and these must be thoroughly scraped clean with a knife, otherwise the soup will contain oil, which will affect the fixation of the skin jelly.

Lan Erlang saw this scene as soon as he entered the door, he squinted his eyes and got closer to see it clearly, and he was very reluctant: "Qingqing...... You still scrape this pigskin with such a little oil star, can this made thing be delicious? Don't throw these away, let's stay and make soup and drink it. ”

"Don't," Lan Xiaoqing disliked, "I don't want to drink this soup, if Dad wants to drink it, you can drink it yourself." ”

"You," Lan Erlang felt incredulous, staring at Lan Xiaoqing aggrievedly, "Why are you so wasteful?" ”

Yes? "Daddy, don't be sad," Lan Xiaoqing heard Lan Erlang's voice change, afraid that he would cry, so he immediately stopped what he was doing, "Dad, don't worry, I will never waste a drop of oil, I'll put these oil foams into our lard jar and use them for stir-frying, okay?" But I had another thing that my dad needed help with. ”

Lan Erlang got his daughter's assurance, and his eyes were not so red: "What do you want me to do?" ”

Lan Xiaoqing had no choice but to put the knife down, pulled Lan Erlang out of the door, and praised it first: "Wow, Dad, you have chosen this bamboo so well, the thickness is just right, and it is straight and long, it is exactly what I want, Dad, you are so powerful." ”

Lan Erlang was complimented, like a child who got candy, and immediately smiled: "What should I do then?" ”

"Cut it into pieces, but be careful to keep one end of the bamboo so it doesn't leak."

"Well, I get that."

"Well, thank you, Dad!" Lan Xiaoqing breathed a sigh of relief, finally sent away the cheap father, and then hurriedly ran back to the kitchen to continue scraping the grease while it was still dark, until all the pig skin was translucent, and then rinsed it with cold water.

The translucent pork skin is put into the pot of cold water again, add a few slices of ginger to boil to remove the smell, take it out again after boiling, and pull out the pig hair on the pig skin one by one after the cold water cools down, this is a very energy-consuming and time-consuming work, Lan Xiaoqing is too slow alone, or Lan Erlang cut the bamboo and came over to help to finish it before dark.