Song Tan Jishi

Can lard residue not be fragrant?

Seventh Cousin slowly poured out all the oil in the pot, and then took out the burnt lard residue.

Thinking of his silly apprentice, he deliberately left two plates: "Qiao Qiao, do you eat sweet or salty?"

Qiaoqiao paused for a while while rolling the skin, and then asked doubtfully, "Can't I eat all of it?"

After saying this, Aunt Lianhua couldn't help laughing, and Seventh Cousin said bitterly: "Your little brain is only for eating and playing, it's really useless."

But as he said that, he obediently sprinkled sugar and salt on the two plates of lard residue.

Song Tan couldn't help pinching a piece, the mouth was burnt and crispy, with some oily toughness in the mouth, after chewing, the faint salt grains melted, feeling satisfied from body to heart.

Although the pork is still not top-notch, but for her, she can already taste the aroma of it.

Lard residue must be eaten while it is hot. Qiao Qiao had already washed his hands, and now he came to his senses.

While eating, Zhang Yanping, who was sleeping, suddenly came out of the room in a daze, and now he held the door frame:

"It smells so good, what are you eating?"

So not long after, Xin Jun, who had made up his mind to control himself at night, also walked out because he had gained several pounds.

Although it is inappropriate to gain weight before getting married, but just a little taste, it shouldn't be too much, right?

The two plates of lard dregs had bottomed out. Seeing that they were still looking at the ones on the chopping board, Seventh Cousin hurriedly chased them away:

"Let's go! Don't delay me making dumplings."

Then he raised two thick-backed iron knives and started chopping with a bang bang bang bang.

The lard dregs were soon chopped into fine pieces. Zhang Yanping wanted to please the chef, and he was thinking:

"My knife doesn't look light! Cousin Seven, are your arms sore? Tell Tan Tan to get you a blender later."

The Seventh Cousin glanced at him: "The machines are for lazy people, and they can't stir up this kind of chewy diced meat at all. Don't make trouble."

"If you really can't sleep and stay idle, wash your hands and make dumplings."

Zhang Yanping: ...

Honestly, I went to wash my hands.

At the same time, he still didn't forget to flatter him: "Seventh Cousin, with this fragrance, even the gods can't fall asleep."

Lard residue and cabbage foam squeezed out of water, mixed with light soy sauce and freshly fried pepper oil, even if no salt is added, the fresh crispy pepper aroma hits the face.

Qiaoqiao took a small rolling pin and rolled out a piece of skin with three strokes, and there was already a large piece piled up next to it.

It wasn't until the group sat down that Cousin Seven evenly sprinkled salt into the basin, and when mixing well, he didn't forget to teach Qiao Qiao:

"Remember, if the cabbage is not so delicious, you can add some MSG to enhance the freshness. There is also salt, but don't put it too early, otherwise the cabbage water will be marinated, and the dumplings will be watery when eaten. It doesn't have that chewiness anymore."

Qiao Qiao kept moving, hmm, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Zhang Yanping was already awake, and now he reached out and took out a dumpling wrapper, carefully added a lump of stuffing to it, then squeezed it together, and placed it on the empty chopping board aside, the dumpling lay flat.

When Aunt Lianhua saw her, she couldn't help laughing: "I see Yanping is tall and big, but I didn't expect to become a family and not be the head of the family."

Zhang Yanping was stunned: "How is it possible?"

He proudly said: "I am a person who likes to make up my own mind, and I have to be the head of the family when I get married!"

Xin Jun glanced at him, remembering what his mother had muttered, at this moment he carefully made a dumpling, and carefully placed it next to Zhang Yanping's dumpling.

However, the chubby body of the dumplings that were placed quietly, only struggled for a moment, and soon lay flat into a ball slowly.

At this moment, everyone laughed: "Oh, what's the matter with the big boys now? They are not in charge!"

"Look, this dumpling can't stand up, people just have no temper at home."

Song Tan was curious: "Is this statement accurate?"

"It's very accurate!" Aunt Lianhua firmly believed in this: "If you don't believe Tantan, you can pinch it and try it."

Seventh Cousin also nodded: "The old sayings have their basis."

Song Tan made a dumpling three times, five times and two times. Even though the dumpling stuffing was a bit small because of poor technology, but at this moment when she slightly pushed the dumpling belly with her thumb and placed it on the chopping board, the dumpling was stable. Eight winds do not move.

It is in sharp contrast with the two flat dumpling piers next to it.

Song Tan: Very well, she now unilaterally declares that this saying is true. Isn't Fairy Tan the one who wants to be the master of the house?

Xin Jun had vaguely resigned to his fate, but Zhang Yanping was not convinced: "No way! I must have left the stuffing in that dumpling just now. I'll make another one for you to see."

"...No, isn't this trick that you can't put too much stuffing? Look at the one just now, just put it a bit bigger!"

"...Why doesn't it work? Is there any trick to bending it with the ball of the thumb?"

After struggling all night, the chopping board was covered with uneven dumplings, and the seventh cousin finally couldn't see it: "It's alright, it's alright, you accept your fate, Ba Er!"

Zhang Yanping became depressed and anxious.

But soon, he became confident again: "It's all fake, it's just a country saying. I'll find a girl with the best temper, the kind who doesn't dare to speak loudly. I'll see how she treats me as my family." , be my master!"

"No, go to sleep again, single dog." Song Tan arranged the dumplings and looked at him coldly.

"Wow woof!"

When the three treasures on the ground heard the word "dog", they also wagged their tails and barked excitedly.

Zhang Yanping: ...I think they are mocking me, but I have no proof.

We are both single, so why rush each other? What's more, Tan Tan has no object!

But he naturally didn't dare to say this, so he could only change the subject abruptly at this moment:

"By the way, Tan Tan, those fishermen can't catch every day, do you consider giving them some bait or something?"

"If you can't catch them and still work tirelessly, don't you think about why?"

Zhang Yanping fell silent.

why? For this meal! Now he shares a lot of food expenses with Seventh Cousin every day.

"But I can't catch it all the time. I'm worried that the rest of the rookies won't be willing to come."

This is true, those who have been here know that the things here are good. But if you didn't come, you always have to hesitate.

Song Tan thought for a while, then simply put down the dumplings and walked outside. After a while, he came back and told Zhang Yanping:

"Under a few bricks beside the flower bed outside our gate, you plan some smaller red earthworms and send them over the day after tomorrow. Don't give too much, just one small one for each person."

She just gave the earthworms a bit of aura. If you use it for fishing, it will give them a good harvest.

If you want to cut leeks, you must raise them well!

I'm coming! Also, but it was after twelve o'clock when I finished writing.

You can watch it tomorrow, but no later than one o'clock in the morning.