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When the master and apprentice returned to the house, the sky had completely darkened, but the strange thing was that Cai Yazhi hadn't cooked yet. Several people in the house surrounded Yaya and didn't know what they were doing.

Zhang Taiping walked over, and the little girl's eyes were filled with tears, while Cai Yazhi was holding a needle in her hand.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Taiping asked.

Cai Yazhi raised her head and said: "She ran to the edge of the mountain in the afternoon and accidentally tripped and fell on a thorn tree. The thorns were all over her palms and they were broken inside. Now it hurts when she moves. She is really disobedient!" Although!

She spoke with blame, but everyone could see her worry.

"Dad, it hurts so much." When the little girl saw Zhang Taiping, tears were about to fall from her eyes.

Zhang Taiping said: "Don't cry, come and let dad take a look."

As he spoke, he sat next to her and took Yaya's little palm from Cai Yazhi's hand. She saw four eye-catching black spots on Bai Shengsheng's little palm. This was due to the improper extraction method after the tiny thorns were inserted into it, leaving half of it remaining.

If it is inside, it needs to be picked out with the tip of a needle, otherwise it will grow into the flesh and cause pain when touched for a long time.

"Does it hurt?" Zhang Taiping asked knowingly.

The little girl finally couldn't hold back her tears, and even said while swallowing: "Well, there are still some on my arms, it hurts so much."

"Is it still on your arm?" Cai Yazhi exclaimed from the side, "You little girl, you didn't tell me if there was something on your arm." As she said this, she wanted to roll up her sleeves to check.

Zhang Taiping blocked it and said, "I'll do it." After gently opening it, there were three more eye-catching black spots on his white and tender arms like lotus roots, and asked, "Are there any others?"

The little girl shook her head, tears rolling down her face. Several women nearby felt distressed and quickly comforted her.

This is not a serious injury. You only need to use the tip of a needle to pick it out. However, the little girl’s delicate skin and tender flesh cannot bear the pain, so the picking process may be a little difficult. I wiped the tears on her face and said, “Don’t cry.

Well, this time is a lesson, be careful when you go to that kind of place in the future."

"Don't go to that kind of place in the future. This time it's on your palms and arms. If it's on your face next time, I think you'll have a big face in the future." Cai Yazhi said next to her.

Zhang Taiping shook his head in disapproval, but said nothing. He would not ground the little girl just because of a minor injury. The source of fun for children in mountain villages is to have fun in those hillside rivers. If even these are banned

, then the child's childhood will be missing and not as full as other children.

He took the embroidery needle from Cai Yazhi's hand and said to Yaya: "Dad, I will pick them out for you. Are you afraid of pain?"

The little girl looked at Zhang Taiping pitifully, nodded and then shook her head.

Zhang Taiping said with a smile: "You are a good girl if you are not afraid of pain. Just grit your teeth and endure it and it will pass."

The little girl shook her teeth obediently and closed her eyes tightly, as cute as she wanted to be.

"Dad picked it."

The little girl nodded and her whole body tensed up.

Zhang Taiping pricked his hand with a needle and asked, "Does it hurt?"

The little girl shook her head and opened her eyes. She looked at the blood on the tip of the needle and found that it was not as painful as she thought. She said, "It doesn't hurt. Dad, you can choose."

Zhang Taiping actually gave the injection this time, starting with the three injections on the upper arm. The little girl only felt pain from the first injection and had no other reaction.

Most of people's fears come from the unknown. Zhang Taiping first overcame the little girl's fear of the first injection before giving the injection. Even if the real first injection really hurt her, she was no longer so scared.

Zhang Taiping distracted the little girl's attention by talking: "It is most important to pay attention to your own safety when you go out in the future, you know?"

Yaya nodded.

Zhang Taiping continued: "When you encounter a problem, the first thing to do is not to cry. Tears cannot solve any problem. Just like what happened just now, you cried but the thorn still stuck in your hand and did not come out. You could only shake your teeth and endure the pain.

Picking out the thorns solved the problem."

The little girl may not understand these words yet, but Zhang Taiping doesn't mind how much she can absorb now. Her current age is like a piece of white paper, whatever you put on it is what it is, and preschool education is what Zhang Taiping sees.

It comes from the subtle influence in daily life.

After popping out the three thorns on her arm, Cai Yazhi stood up with a sigh of relief and said, "You can pick her thorns here, I'm going to cook."

Zhang Taiping stopped and said, "I'm going to cook some dishes tonight. You guys can go over together and help prepare the ingredients."

Cai Yazhi turned around and asked, "What materials do I need to prepare?"

Zhang Taiping thought for a while and said: "The main thing is to take out some frozen pork belly from the refrigerator and cut it into two shapes, one is into rolls, and Liang Yizhong is into cubes. Then prepare some garlic, green pepper,

Sichuan peppercorns, sesame oil.”

Ye Ling and Mu Hongyu both went to help, but only Fan Ming stayed.

Although she always quarreled with the little girl, she was heard to care about the little girl. Now when she met him, she stopped crying and shouted that it hurt. Then she started to laugh at her again and said: "I'm so arrogant. I told you that it doesn't hurt."

, I was crying just now.”

Yaya lowered her head in embarrassment and did not say anything back. She also felt that she was embarrassed for crying just now.

Seeing the little girl's blushing face, Fan Ming stopped teasing her and asked Zhang Taiping, "What are you going to cook tonight?"

“Twice-cooked pork belly and Dongpo pork.”

While talking, he picked out the thorns. The little girl focused on Zhang Taiping's words and did not feel any pain. After a while, the four thorns on her palms were also picked out.

At this time, Fu Hongtao pushed Muhongyu out and said, "The things are ready."

Zhang Taiping stood up and took out a small bottle of medicine from the small medicine box at the head of the kang, handed it to Mu Hongyu and said, "You can rub the medicine on her again, and I'll go over and cook."

In the kitchen, Cai Yazhi was already ready. Seeing Zhang Taiping come in, she asked: "Should we use a big pot or an induction cooker?"

Zhang Taiping replied: "Use an induction cooker, the heat is easy to control."

Cai Yazhi prepared the induction cooker and was about to pour oil into the wok when Zhang Taiping stopped her and said: "Don't pour the oil yet, put it on top and let it dry for a while."

When the pot was so hot that the temperature could be sensed from a distance, Zhang Taiping placed the sliced ​​pork belly flat on the bottom of the pot and fried the meat slices over medium heat until both sides were golden. A large amount of oil overflowed from the fried pork belly, and he added mushrooms.

Onions and other vegetables are fried and fragrant.

Cai Yazhi asked Cai Yazhi to bring over a bowl and said, "That's it. Then use five-spice oil, salt, and Sichuan peppercorn noodles to make salt and pepper oil for dipping the pork belly, or use bean paste or hot sauce for dipping. It's also good to wrap it with garlic.

."

Cai Yazhi followed Zhang Taiping's instructions to prepare these things.

Next, Zhang Taiping started making Dongpo pork.

After Cai Yazhi finished her work, she came over and asked, "What is this method?"

Zhang Taiping smiled and said: "This is called Dongpo Pork."

"Dongpo meat?" Cai Yazhi didn't quite understand the name.

Zhang Taiping asked strangely: "You don't know Dongpo meat?"

Cai Yazhi shook her head: "I don't know, are you very famous?"

Zhang Taiping chuckled and said: "Of course it's very famous. If you haven't heard of Dongpo Pork, then all the recipes you have been learning these days will be in vain."

Cai Yazhi blushed slightly and said, "I just learned some simple farm dishes during this period, which I can use on a daily basis."

Zhang Taiping said: "This dish is not a rare or expensive dish, it is very common. If you learn it, you can make it often in the future."

"Yeah." Cai Yazhi nodded and looked carefully at Zhang Taiping's production process.

Zhang Taiping shook his head and said: "You don't need to look at it now. You can find out the specific method by checking it on the computer later. There are many methods and the tastes are different. Su Dongpo, you should know

Bar?"

Cai Yazhi nodded to express her understanding.

Zhang Taiping explained the origin of this dish to her: "Su Dongpo's compositions ranked among the eight great masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties; his lyrics were as outstanding as those of Xin Qiji; his calligraphy and painting were also unique. Even in the art of cooking, he was also good at it.

When he offended the emperor and was demoted to Huangzhou, he often cooked food to enjoy with his friends. Su

Dongpo's cooking is best for braised pork. He once wrote a poem to introduce his cooking experience: "Slow fire, less water, and when the fire is sufficient, it will be beautiful." However, the cooked dish was named after him.

"Dongpo Meat", it is said that it was an interesting thing that happened when he returned to Hangzhou for the second time to serve as a local official."

At that time, most of the West Lake had been engulfed by weeds. After he took office, he mobilized tens of thousands of migrant workers to clear the fields, dredge the lake port, pile up the excavated mud into a long embankment, and build bridges to smooth the lake water, making the West Lake beautiful and beautiful.

Now, it can also store water for irrigation. This long embankment has improved the environment, not only brought water conservancy benefits to the people, but also added to the scenery of the West Lake. Later, it formed the "Suzhou" which was listed as the first of the ten scenic spots of the West Lake.

Spring dawn on the embankment."

At that time, the common people praised Su Dongpo for doing this good thing for the local area. They heard that he liked to eat braised pork. During the Spring Festival, they all sent him pork to express their feelings. Su Dongpo received so much pork, he felt that the number should be the same.

Wan dredged the West Lake migrant workers to share it, so he asked his family to cut the meat into cubes and cook it using his cooking method. Together with the wine, he divided it according to the roster of migrant workers.

It was delivered to every household. When cooking it, his family understood "sending it with wine" as "cooking it with wine". As a result, the braised pork was even more crispy and delicious, and the eaters praised Su Dongpo's food.

The cooking method of the meat was unique and delicious. People praised it and anecdotes spread. Among the people who came to Su Dongpo for advice at that time, in addition to those who came to learn calligraphy and writing articles, there were also people who came to learn how to cook "Dongpo meat".

On the Lunar New Year's Eve, every household makes Dongpo Pork. It has been a custom to express nostalgia for him, and now it has become a traditional famous dish in Hangzhou. But now that the Internet is developed, you can search for the making method at home.

You make it yourself.

The process of stewing the meat took a long time, but Zhang Taiping didn't feel it took too long as he was talking and cooking. Then he added several other side dishes.

After serving it to the table, he called the old man out and the whole family gathered around the table.

Fan Ming stroked his belly and said, "I'm finally fine. I'm almost starving to death."

The old man took a piece of Dongpo meat and tasted it and said, "This is good."

Fan Ming looked at it with greed, but she didn't dare to take off her chopsticks after seeing that it was covered with fat.

Yaya looked at the two plates of meat on the table and said, "Why are they all white meat?" Children call fat meat white meat and lean meat dark meat.

Zhang Taiping took a small piece and put it in her bowl and said, "This white meat is different from other white meats. It's delicious when you grow it."

Yaya tried to taste it, but it was very noisy and not at all greasy like the usual fatty meat. She finished the piece quickly and then picked up another piece.

Fan Ming looked on and asked, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Yaya rolled her eyes and said, "It doesn't taste good. It tastes terrible."

However, her little trick was immediately spotted by Fan Ming. Fan Ming glanced at her and said, "Why do you eat it so fast if it doesn't taste good?" She added a piece and tasted it, and was conquered by the taste.

After that, there was a fight between two girls, one big and one small.

This meal was already cooked. It was already past ten o'clock when we finished. Fan Ming ate a little too much. She lay on the recliner and didn't want to move. She said to Zhang Taiping: "It's all your fault. What did you do at night?"

Meat, even though I have eaten so much, it is still fat. I will definitely gain a lot of weight this time."

Zhang Taiping said with a smile: "As long as you live in a mountain village and often run up and down the mountain, you will not gain weight no matter how much fat you eat."

"Really, you won't lie to me?"

"I'm not lying to you!" Zhang Taiping replied affirmatively.

"That's good, I will go up the mountain with you and Ye Ling to plant flowers tomorrow." Fan Ming felt relieved.

ps: Looking for basic flowers!