The whole mountain is my hunting ground

The soup of sheep head, sheep hooves, lamb chops, and sheep scorpions has turned into a milky white color.

The firewood in the stove pit was red-hot, making the mutton soup in the big pot bubble.

Jin Xiaomei opened the lid of the pot, and Wang Meilan personally carried the basin forward and sprinkled the deboned meat in the basin into the pot.

Zhao Ling held a handful of firewood with both hands and stuffed it into the stove pit. The pine branches were all as thick as a thumb, and they ignited and crackled when exposed to fire.

Jin Xiaomei put the lid on the pot, and when she opened it again in less than a minute, the milky white soup in the big pot was already boiling.

When the boiling water bubbles, the bones and meat will float up; when the boiling water bubbles explode, the bones and meat will sink again.

Wang Meilan took the basin of haggis, poured it into the pot, and suppressed the boiling soup.

But soon the soup began to boil again, and now only the sheep's blood was left. Wang Meilan took a step inside, looked at the big clock hanging on the wall in the room, and muttered: "Why haven't you come back yet?"

Jin Xiaomei knew that Wang Meilan was waiting for coriander, so she hurriedly said: "Come on, let's put the soup into the basin, they have also entered the house."

At this time, Xu Chunyan and Yang Yufeng walked to the door. Xu Chunyan asked Wang Meilan, "Second aunt, are you ready to cook outside?"

"How many minutes will it take to pinch?" Wang Meilan asked, and Yang Yufeng replied in the form of a rhetorical question: "Didn't you say I would pinch for twenty minutes?"

"Well, let's get up!" Wang Meilan waved her hand outside and said, "We have a lot of stuffing (gāo) with meat and a lot of (zhuàng) in the pot. It will take twenty minutes!"

"Sister-in-law!" Zhao Jun saw that Yang Yufeng and Xu Chunyan were about to go out, and said quickly: "You two don't need to lift the curtain, I will go with Jie Chen!"

At this point, Zhao Jun also called to Zhang Yuanmin: "Brother, please open the door for us in a moment!"

Make mutton soup inside the house and steam shaomai outside.

There is a fire burning in the stove pit and the big pot is steaming, but after the pot is boiled, if you pick up the Shaomai one by one into the basin, it will probably get cold before you finish picking it up.

Therefore, I have to hold the curtain and go to the house.

The size of the big pot outside is almost the same as the size of the curtain inside the pot.

This curtain was surrounded by Zhang Yuanmin's No. 8 wire. Although there were carrying rings on both sides, the large curtain was quite heavy if one person could hold it together and filled with Shaomai.

Therefore, Zhao Jun did not let his two sisters-in-law carry him.

When several people came out of the house, Yang Yufeng was carrying a basin of cold water. Xu Chunyan went to the pot first, quickly pulled off the rag surrounding the pot lid, and threw it into the basin.

Then, the moment Xu Chunyan opened the lid of the pot, a cloud of steam suddenly dispersed.

At this time, Zhang Yuanmin was holding a flashlight not far away, but the moment the steam dispersed, Zhao Jun and others were all blocked from sight and could not see what was in the pot.

Xu Chunyan held the lid of the pot and opened it on the left and right. The steam dissipated in all directions, and all she could see were the open-mouthed roasted wheat sitting on the corn leaves on the lid.

These corn leaves are specially collected when harvesting corn. Just stick the few young leaves on the corn sticks, dry them in the sun, and put them into a pile of ten or ten piles, and use them as disposable drawer cloths when steaming dry food.

"I'll do it!" Jie Chen put on his gloves, pulled the rings at both ends of the curtain, used his arms to lift the curtain containing Shaomai, turned around and ran quickly into the house.

When Jie Chen arrived at the door, Zhang Yuanmin opened the door and allowed Jie Chen to enter.

The next pot started like this, and Zhao Jun also entered the house carrying the second curtain of roasted wheat.

After closing the door, Zhang Yuanmin went over to put out the fire in the stove, while Yang Yufeng and Xu Chunyan had to scoop out the water in the pot.

In this way, when there is no water in the big pot, the residual heat of the stove fire can be used to evaporate the remaining water in the pot to prevent the big iron pot from rusting.

While the three of them were busy working, Zhao Youcai and the other four people came back.

Today, Zhao Youcai didn't even have time to take care of the dog. He carried the lunch box into the house, handed it to Wang Meilan, and said with a smile: "Don't you want coriander? I'll bring it back to you."

Wang Meilan glanced at Zhao Youcai. With so many people in the family, there was no way she could argue with him. But when she opened the lunch box, Wang Meilan was stunned.

"Haha." Zhao Youcai pointed with a smile and said, "I asked them to clean it up directly. After washing it, you can just chop it up."

"Xiaomei!" Wang Meilan casually handed the lunch box to Jin Xiaomei, while she took out the fish basket to scoop out the mutton soup.

He reached into the pot with a slit and fished out the dry stuff first. A large spoonful fell into the basin, and there were bones, mutton, offal, and sheep blood.

When the dry goods were almost harvested, Wang Meilan took the water ladle from Zhao Ling and asked it to ladle soup.

At this time, the milky white soup was poured into the basin and fell on the mutton products. The sound of dua, dua was heard, and the unique aroma of mutton filled every corner of Zhao Jun's house.

There are four large pots of sheep soup, two pots facing the east room and two pots facing the west room. Yang Yufeng took over the work from Wang Meilan, cleaned the big pot in the house, heated up the oil, and fried the mutton head meat with dry green peppers.

The sheep head meat is full of gelatin. When the soup is reduced, there is no need to thicken the soup, and the soup will be thick.

In the west room, Li Baoyu and Jie Chen each took a wine bucket and poured wine into the wine glasses in front of them.

Zhao Jun began to serve the mutton soup for everyone. He also served the dry soup first. Seeing that the mutton, haggis, and sheep blood filled almost a bowl, he felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Another spoonful of soup was slowly poured into the bowl, and the milky white soup filled the gaps between the mutton, haggis, and sheep blood and gradually disappeared.

Zhao Jun picked up the bowl and brought it to Zhao Youcai, and then put it in Li Dayong's bowl.

Before serving the mutton soup, chopped green onion is placed at the bottom of each bowl, but the coriander is added later. The salt, noodles and chili are also adjusted by individuals according to their own taste.

The green onions are grown at home. They are pulled out in October and dried in the sun to dry out the leaves and outer skin, but not to affect the white color and center of the green onions inside.

In this way, you can store the onions so that you can eat them next year.

The green onions are cut from the white part of the green onion and the heart of the green onion. The white part of the green onion is white, while the heart of the green onion is yellowish white. It is spicy and has a hint of sweetness, which can neutralize some of the mutton in the lamb, making the mutton soup more delicious.

Mutton soup and wine glasses were placed in front of the table. Everyone passed around plates containing salty noodles, chopped chili peppers, coriander segments, and bottles of vinegar.

Zhao Jun used a small spoon to sprinkle a little salt and chili pepper into the mutton soup, then used his chopsticks to pick up a handful of coriander segments, stirred them with the chopsticks, brought the bowl to his mouth with his left hand, and picked up the dry food with the chopsticks in his right hand.

Mutton, haggis, and sheep blood almost filled his entire mouth. Zhao Jun puffed out his cheeks and felt a sense of satisfaction filling his heart.

Haggis, liver, intestines, tripe, and lungs plus mutton and sheep blood are seven kinds of sheep products, each with a different taste. When chewing big mouthfuls, the texture is clearly layered.

Everyone slurped down the mutton soup. After filling their stomachs for a while, Zhao Youcai toasted everyone to drink, while Zhao Jun and Li Ruhai picked up the Shaomai.

Although it is stuffed like dumplings, siomai is a new food for people in the forest area.

The specially made siomai skin has a very special texture, and the filling inside is made of mutton and carrots. The meat was generous, dipped in old vinegar, eaten with Shaomai, a bite of garlic, and then took a sip of the mutton soup. Zhao Jun couldn't help but sigh: "My mother killed the right sheep."

Zhao Youcai glanced sideways at Zhao Jun. He wanted to complain, but today these people came to his house for dinner. If Zhao Youcai complained about Wang Meilan's killing of the sheep, he would be suspected of being stingy.

So Zhao Youcai didn't say anything, thinking that he would have a chance to scold Wang Meilan tomorrow morning. How much money would he have to eat after living like this?

…

At this time in the west room, Mrs. Xie Sun was in a happy mood and had a great appetite. She was holding a bowl and slurping in her mouth.

Seeing Mrs. Jie Sun put down the empty bowl, Wang Meilan casually picked up the spoon, dipped it into the basin, picked up a full spoonful of dry food, and said to Mrs. Jie Sun, "Come on, eldest sister!"

"Hey!" Mrs. Jie Sun held the bottom of the bowl with one hand and the edge of the bowl with the other. After accepting Wang Meilan's kindness, she smiled and said to Wang Meilan: "Sister, your mutton soup is really delicious!"

"Haha..." Wang Meilan is not afraid of these people eating too much. On the contrary, for her, the more these relatives and friends eat and the more delicious the food, the happier she will be.

"Here!" At this time, the old lady handed the plate with the coriander segments to Mr. Xie Sun and said, "Put some coriander on it."

"Hey, Auntie, I'll do it myself." Mrs. Xie Sun took the plate and added coriander to the bowl while saying to Wang Meilan: "That time when I went to town, my second uncle took me to a restaurant and I drank three bowls of mutton. Soup is not as affordable as this bowl of soup."

"That's right!" Wang Meilan said with a smile: "It's better for us to organize our own home!"

…

Mutton soup and siu mai are really good!

Zhao Jun finished twelve shaomai and two bowls of mutton soup. He felt his stomach was full. Seeing Jie Chen get up and go to the opposite room, he followed him.

Jie Chen is thinking about his mother.

When Jie Chen entered the east room, Mrs. Jie Sun was holding a bowl of soup to drink.

"Sister." Wang Meilan advised from the side: "If you have that leftover soup, don't drink it if it doesn't work."

By this time, Xie Sun had eaten ten Shaomai. And this mutton soup is also the third bowl of mutton soup.

As she said herself, the Zhao family's mutton soup is different from the mutton soup outside. Seeing that Ms. Xie Sun couldn't eat anymore and forced herself to eat the dry food in the bowl, Wang Meilan persuaded her not to take the remaining soup.

"That won't work!" Xie Sun refused: "The rest is Fu Gen'er, can it be thrown away?"

"Oh my god!" Seeing this, Jie Chen quickly came over and said, "Fugen'er, give it to me."

Seeing that it was his old son, Xie Sun was not stingy. And Jie Chen didn't mind his mother, so he took the bowl and drank the remaining soup.

After drinking the mutton soup, Jie Chen put the bowl on the table, and then praised Wang Meilan: "Auntie, your mutton soup is really good."

"Hahaha..." Wang Meilan was so happy to be praised like this. When she laughed, she saw Zhao Jun coming in.

"Son!" Wang Meilan waved to Zhao Jun and said, "Can you control the roe deer tomorrow?"

"Yes!" Zhao Jun nodded and said, "Mom, just wait, right? We'll be back at noon tomorrow, thinking of bringing us food."

What Zhao Jun said about bringing food was not that he brought the food to the mountain, but that Wang Meilan brought their portion out when she was cooking for lunch.

"Okay, I understand." Wang Meilan responded, turned back to the old lady and reconciled with Sun, and said: "Aunt Jiang, I will also bring you food at noon tomorrow. Come ten o'clock in the morning, you and my eldest sister, you two Just come here.”

"Ah?" Jie Chen heard this and asked Jie Sun in surprise, "Mom, are you really going?"

"Then what are we kidding about?" Ms. Xie Sun patted her hand on the table and said, "I'll stay with you, Mrs. Jiang, for two days. Let's see who dares to offend us!"

"Xie Xiao'er!" At this time, the old lady asked Xie Chen with a smile: "Are you coming? The west room of my house is empty. If you want to come, your mother and I will live in that room. If you don't come, your mother and I will Just leave it in my room."

"Then let me go..." Jie Chen didn't want to go, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Jiang Nai, we have caused trouble for you..."

"What's the trouble?" Before Jie Chen could finish speaking, the old lady interrupted: "Come here, my house can still be warm."

"Can't you do it today?" Zhao Jun felt something was wrong, so he stopped at the side and said, "Jiang Nai, your kang in the west room is not burning. Why don't you let Jiechen go there tomorrow?"

"That's okay." Hearing what Zhao Jun said, the old lady nodded and said, "Then today, your mother-in-law will come with me first."

Having said this, the old lady looked at Jie Chen and said with a smile: "Xie Xiao'er, don't worry, your mother will be fine if you come with me."

"Haha." Jie Chen laughed dryly. He wanted to tell the old lady, I'm not afraid that something will happen to my mother, I'm afraid that something will happen to you.

"Brother!" Suddenly, Wang Tian called Zhao Jun and said, "Where are the barbecue skewers?"

When the little boy asked, the other children looked at Zhao Jun.

"Tomorrow!" Zhao Jun said, "Let's have kebabs tomorrow night."

After talking to the children, Zhao Jun said to Wang Meilan: "Mom, my brother Zhang said, let's trim the roe deer, take off both sides of the waist and thread them together. The remaining roe deer is not removed, so he makes a frame to hold it up." bake!"

As soon as Zhao Jun finished speaking, Jie Chen added: "It's the way to eat Mengdong."

Listening to what they said, Mr. Xie Sun's eyes lit up. At this time, she finally understood why her old son didn't want to go home after he came. It was great to stay here, with food, drink, and excitement all day long.

"That's okay!" Wang Meilan looked at the others and said, "You can all come over tomorrow afternoon."

Everyone agreed, and Xu Chunyan asked Wang Meilan: "Second aunt, do you need to cook something else?"

"Then we have to cook. We can't just eat meat!" Wang Meilan said: "We have cabbage and potatoes, and there are mountain vegetables. We can cook four or six dishes, okay?"

Just as he was talking, Wang Meilan suddenly remembered something and said: "Today our village chief put on a loudspeaker and shouted that it was going to snow. So if it doesn't snow, then the temperature has to be cooled down?"

"Yeah!" The old lady pursed her lips and nodded, saying, "It snows late this year, and it also gets cold later."

Hearing that the old lady agreed with her statement, Wang Meilan said: "It's snowing now, and there will definitely be a heavy freeze. Come over early tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and we'll pick out the beans. When it snows heavily, we'll pick out the beans." Now, grind soybeans and serve with jelly."

When Wang Meilan said this, the women responded one after another, and Zhao Jun couldn't help but ask: "Oh my god, do you want to do it?"

Seeing that Wang Meilan was stunned by his question, Zhao Jun continued to ask: "So many people? Will it take two more days?"

"There are so many families." Wang Meilan raised her hand and pointed forward and said, "Let's work together. This whole winter will last for a whole winter. Can't one family grind four or five boards?"

"Four or five boards?" Zhao Jun's voice changed. He frowned and looked at Wang Meilan and said, "Can someone sharpen it for you?"

If you count the old ladies, there are six families, each with four or five boards of soybean tofu, or at least twenty-four boards. As for the tofu shop in Yong'an Tunna, that's all it can produce in a week. It's a wonder that people can grind it for her.

"Old aunt!" At this moment, Yang Yufeng, who was about to evolve into Wang Meilan's little cotton-padded jacket, said, "Can we grind the tofu ourselves? Is there a grinder at home?"

"Do you have a mill at home?" Wang Meilan asked in surprise.

"Ah!" Yang Yufeng nodded and said, "Let's buy the house of Lao Li's house. There is a mill in the corner behind his house."

"There is also a mill?" Wang Meilan was even more surprised and asked: "Isn't there just a stone mill and a stone trough that day?"

"Yeah!" Yang Yufeng said: "Her father said that the bell in my house was left by the old Xue family. Didn't Minister Li's father buy the old Xue family's house before?"

"Pah!" Wang Meilan slapped her thigh and said happily: "Isn't this inappropriate?"

As she spoke, Wang Meilan counted: "We have mills and mills. It's convenient for us to grind tofu and flour."

"That's not bad!" Jin Xiaomei said with a smile: "We make sticky bean buns, and we don't have to go out to grind rice. This time we save money!"

"After it snows, let's grind the tofu first, and then we'll make sticky bean buns!" Wang Meilan waved her hand and said, "Let my army catch two pigs, and we'll make dumplings, all made of meat!"

Zhao Jun: "..."

Okay, this is a big deal!