Chapter 7 Braised pork, very distressed!
"Just say you shouldn't!" Song Fubao behaved extremely innocently and fearlessly, and the fat aunt smiled contemptuously and responded directly.
However, the agreement was reached in a few words, and the old Song family looked anxious.
How can you bet with a scoundrel like a fat aunt, this kind of person, as long as they get involved, they have to make a fuss, they are not afraid, but their family Fubao has been hurt since he was a child, how can he be insulted by this fat woman.
Also eat...... it......
As for the silver, there is really only one or two silver left in the family, and that is the expenses of the whole family in the next three months!!
However, without waiting for everyone to be anxiously persuaded, Song Fubao nodded at everyone and raised his hand to reassure, "Daddy, mother, brothers, you believe me!" ”
"Hmph, who wouldn't talk big, do it quickly, I'm too lazy to wait that long!" The fat aunt immediately rolled her eyes and mocked, which was called a high-spirited and sassy person.
"Shut up, the dish hasn't come out yet, it must be you who is crying!" The eldest brother was the first to go back, and the second brother was not far behind, "That's it, for the old disrespectful fat man!" ”
"Don't open your mouth, open your mouth is that you care and you're afraid that you will lose!"
"My sister will definitely do it, Fubao, you do it, the fourth brother believes in you...... It's really not good, the fourth brother eats ...... for you"
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"What nonsense, my sister will definitely not lose, and if you want to eat, it will be eaten by that dead fat man!"
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The brothers protect the calves very much, and there is a sense of unity.
The fat aunt was anxious and angry when she heard it, but she couldn't insert a word, her face was red and white, and she could only let out a cold snort one after another, and then squeezed to the front, waiting to see a good show.
The other neighbors had different looks, but because Song Fubao himself agreed, he had been listening to the people of the old Song family say how delicious this girl's cooking was, and he had never had a chance to see it, and now it was a chance.
So they stared at Song Fubao's movements.
The people of the old Song family even raised their breaths to the throat and didn't dare to put them down, and the old man Song took the lead in walking over, "Fubao, do you want grandpa to help you chop vegetables and draw water?" ”
"Brother, can you help you light the fire?" It's so easy to get dirty when you burn the fire, don't make your sister's face flowery, the girl's family loves beauty the most.
"Stop, grandpa, big brother, you don't believe me or not, just sit back and watch, this first dish, called braised pork, don't you like to eat flavorful, try the new dish I want!"
Song Fubao hurriedly stopped, and the fat aunt's words didn't have a chance.
The recipe from the system is mapo tofu, but the raw materials are not enough, there are no chili peppers or peppercorns, so I plan to make a simple version of braised pork today, and after the family believes her, I will take it to the town to sell, mainly to unlock other recipes and store the original funds first, so that many modern seasonings can also be made.
After the recipe comes out, you can save a lot of effort, after all, sharpening knives is not a mistake for woodcutters.
In the future, even if the dishes are learned, the taste can only be obtained by their own family, and others will not be able to learn it.
Song Fubao directly began to prepare the ingredients: a pound of pork belly, minced garlic is not available in this world, but she found wild garlic.
Naturally, there is no soy sauce in this era, but there is a similar salty black sauce, which is called soy sauce for the time being, the sugar is very rough, and the white is yellow, but it does not affect the use.
There are also fragrant leaves, star anise, for today, she has already gone to Dr. Liu in the east of the village to get a few pieces of pieces, and it is enough to cook a meal.
After placing the required ingredients one by one, Song Fubao picked up the dead branches and stuffed them into the burning stove hole, saw that the fire was getting bigger, and quickly scooped three scoops of water into it and burned it.
Then he picked up the piece of roasted pork belly in the basket and put it on the cutting board, and the white and tender little hands easily lifted the black kitchen knife, one large and one small, one white and one black, the contrast was obvious.
I saw the neat swing of the kitchen knife, accompanied by a sound of dong dong, a pound of strip-shaped pork belly became a square of uniform size, everyone let out an inhalation sound, and before they could say anything in admiration, Song Fubao opened the lid of the pot, scooped out a scoop of hot water from the pot and put it into a small basin, and then put the meat pieces into the iron pot that was about to boil water.
Cover the pot, turn around and put two scoops of cold water in the hot water, and when the water is warm, she stops to wash the dried mushrooms she picked up from the mountain, cut them into cross-shaped knives and put them away.
After doing all this, the meat in the pot had been blanched, and when she lifted the lid of the pot, the aroma of white meat had already made everyone outside the door stir their noses.
Song Fubao picked up the meat pieces and threw them into a small basin to wash them in the exclamation of everyone, using warm water because the meat just out of the pot will shrink with cold water, which will affect the absorption of the taste in the future.
Immediately, she poured out the water with the oil flowers, and everyone in the old Song family was distressed.
There's a lot of oil in that water, so it's just poured out!!
But who let Song Fubao do it, they endure!
The others shook their heads, this old Song family spoils their daughters too much, they spoil them too much, that's oil!
Song Fubao just couldn't see it, so he quickly wiped the bottom of the pot, scooped a spoonful of lard and put it down, the fire became smaller, just enough to boil sugar.
She put a small handful of rock sugar in it, and when all the sugar cubes in the oil melted into reddish-brown color, she immediately raised her hand to put the meat pieces in.