Chapter 173: A Man with a Heart

Early the next morning, Qin Xi got up, and Qin He and Qin Jiang got up at about the same time as her.

There is still so much meat waiting for them to dispose of at home, and the quilt sealing technique has failed today.

Qin He went out with the only machete in the family, and this time he was going to chop bamboo of all sizes and come back as a tool for filling meat sausages.

Qin Jiang gave Qin Xi a hand, Qin Xi cooked and he lit the fire, Qin Xi poured meat and tied the rope, during which he experienced small episodes such as the rope was not tied tightly, the powder intestine was separated from the bamboo tube, and the powder intestine was so full that the powder intestine was broken, etc., but the final result was still good.

As soon as Tang Ying came to the kitchen of the Qin family, the first thing she saw was a dozen or so sausages hanging on bamboo poles, and she was stunned.

"That's why you asked your second brother to come to us yesterday and ask us to buy two catties of flour sausages?"

"What are you doing! It's amazing, I've only eaten sausages, and I've never seen anyone make them! ”

Qin Xi had to tell her yesterday's steps again, and at the same time answer the questions that popped up from time to time.

Just these twelve sausages, the pig's ears and face meat on the pig's head that I bought yesterday, and all the lean meat left over from the three brothers and sisters after refining the oil, are all in it.

Although there were many accidents in the process, I have to say that the result was still very good, Qin Xi looked at the twelve sausages, full of a sense of accomplishment.

In addition, there is a lot of meat eaten at home, pig's trotters, pork ribs, pork belly, etc., all of which haven't been touched yet!

During the Chinese New Year, there is no shortage of meat to eat at home.

As for the dumplings, they still have to be wrapped, but in addition to the lard residue, there is also the big pig's head, the deboned meat between the bones and the bones, after the pig's head is put in the pot and boiled, the meat is quickly taken out, there is a large plate, there must be a pound or two pounds!

She originally planned to wrap dumplings filled with pure meat, but now that the snow has melted, the shallots and garlic that were planted at the back of the house are showing their heads, whether it is chopped green onions or garlic leaves to make dumplings, it is a good choice.

Although these days, the shallots and garlic have not grown anymore, but the previous growth was good, and now those leaves are a little wilted, and it is really pleasing to look at.

They are not like those green vegetables, the leaves are wilted, the color is still dark, and when you touch and grind, they will dry and crumble easily, and they are obviously frozen, and you can't count on them next year.

Also, after coming to Chenhui Village, she found that her previous thoughts were wrong, she also thought that in this winter, everyone did not have any green leafy vegetables to eat, when the time came, leeks will definitely be very popular, to this village to see, in the winter, the fields are green, the villagers planted vegetables such as cabbage, radish, cabbage, rape, kohlrabi, etc., as well as the composition of very complex wild vegetables, there is no shortage of vegetables to eat.

The city of Ping, Ontario, belongs to the south, and in the south, there is not a shortage of green leafy vegetables to eat in winter.

But she fell on the first step, she didn't grow the leeks at all, if she planted it at that time and ran to sell it, she should be dumbfounded, she would think, this is different from the plot she has seen!

Of course, a large part of the reason for her misunderstanding is that her family eats dried vegetables in winter, and she has never seen green leaves.

"I really envy you, now you have endless meat, and when it is smoked, it will be twelve large sausages, enough to eat for a long, long time, I am still very confident in your craftsmanship, and the taste must be good."

Tang Ying chose a pig's trotter at noon yesterday, two ribs, and more than a pound of pork liver.

These things, plus the pounds and taels of meat shared between her and He Yuan, are definitely enough for the New Year, but what about the New Year?

If it was before, Tang Ying would never believe that she would be worried about whether she would have meat to eat in the next few months.

At this time, she thought of her family again, remembered the days she had before, did they often eat meat at home? Did they forget her? Do they dislike her for being useless and don't want her anymore?

Since she went to the countryside, the contact between her family and her has become less and less, and there used to be a letter every one or two months, but now she has been nearly three months, and there is no news from her family, and the last time she wrote to ask, there was no result.

"It's not because meat tickets are rare, it's hard to have a place where you can buy meat without meat tickets, and if you miss this village, you won't have this store, so you can't buy more back."

Forced by circumstances, this is a last resort.

Qin Xi still remembers that in the past, grandparents began to smoke bacon and sausages every early December, and all pig's feet and ears were hung and smoked, and one smoked was fifty or sixty catties of meat.

Of course, it was to be distributed to the uncles, and if they couldn't finish eating during the Chinese New Year, they would take it to their place of work to eat.

Except for the Chinese New Year, at other times, it is difficult to see them, all of them are working outside, and the children are naturally placed around to study, otherwise they are not at ease, at that time, the children are baby.

In the days of the New Year, a large family gathered together to eat, lively and lively, after the sixth day of the new year, no later than the tenth day of the new year, one after another, they all left.

Tang Ying never got tired of watching Qinxi's bacon, first watched her take a small handful of pine needle leaves, cut a match and light it, and when it was almost burned, she covered the pine needle leaves with tea seed husks, and after a while, the white smoke slowly curled out from the gap in the tea seed husk.

Qin Xi put two stools on the side of this pile of tea seed husks, and three mud bricks were stacked on each stool, and a bamboo was erected on it, and the bamboo was covered with meat sausages, and the outside was covered with wet straw, so that the smoke could stay inside as much as possible to smoke and roast the meat sausages.

After about half an hour, you have to scoop water to slowly moisten the straw, which is to prevent the temperature inside from being too high and the dry straw from spontaneously combusting.

This is the first time she has used straw to make a confined space smoke, she has no experience, everything is only based on past experience, as close as possible to the environmental conditions when she smoked meat with her grandfather.

Smoked meat like her, the entire Chen Hui Village couldn't find a second one, and in the next few days, driven by curiosity, someone carefully looked at their straw oven, and all of them had only one evaluation, trouble.

Obviously, it can be done by hanging the sausage at the door of the room to dry, why bother to smoke it, according to them, it is purely idle.

The person who had a heart also noticed the situation of the Qin family, after all, the pig's head that Qin He was carrying at that time was not small, and when some aunts gossiped, it was mentioned that the Qin family was smoking and roasting sausages, which was a full twelve sausages, not to mention the other money tickets that were not visible, as long as they could steal these sausages, even if they had a good harvest, it was worth the trip.

For this reason, this person also specially called a few "like-minded" friends, after all, Qinjiang and Qinhe are not easy to mess with, call a few more people, and there are many people!

(End of chapter)