Space peasant girl: madly criticizing Xianggong for being weak and bullying

Chapter 54 Pork Belly

Xiaoxiao handed over these "daily chores" to her brothers. She had already scalded the whole pork belly in a wok, took out cold water and cut into thick pieces, put cinnamon star anise and fragrant leaves in a hot wok with cold oil, and fried it over low heat. Aroma, you can pour pork belly.

The moment the meat skin touched the high temperature, the sound of "Zi La" was heard endlessly. Not to mention the brothers who had recently been raised with a good appetite, even Ning Fengnian slowly moved out by himself, and moved a stool to sit in the room closest to the kitchen. In the yard, help Mrs. Song feed the chickens.

The chicken cubs have grown up a lot, and the fluff on their belly has changed, a bit like a young chicken has turned into a teenager, but recently they have eaten a lot, and Xiaoxiao almost consumed all the chaff at home as he wished.

Looking at these lively chickens, Ning Erlang wondered which is better, the braised chicken or the braised pork, and then he smelled a sweet aroma.

Xiaoxiao was pouring honey and soy sauce into the pot to fry the pork belly, and the blanched meat was evenly coated with amber color. Stewing on the fire, moving to do other things.

With a mix of meat and vegetables, she doesn't get tired from working. Xiaoxiao feels that she and her brothers have gained weight these days, and they have become much healthier and better looking than they used to be. Sure enough, people still have to eat well.

Both Song and Ning Fengnian felt sorry for Qian: "Why do you suddenly buy such expensive meat? Why don't you keep half of it in the basket and eat it tomorrow?"

Ning Erlang said to himself, can he stay under the nose of the old house until tomorrow?
Ning Dalang has already replied: "My sister said that I borrowed the scooter next door for many days, so I should thank him very much."

When they came back just now, they saw their neighbors coming back from the mountains. Hunting is a hard job. It may take several days after entering the mountains. Whether they can hunt good things depends on God’s will. The little boy must have suffered from the old nose.

Mrs. Song, who valued education very much, immediately turned against him: "You need to be more sincere, if you don't have that cart, your business will not be able to do business, and you will give more to the next door later."

Since eating noodles last time, the little boy next door refused to come to the door, saying that there are too many people in the family, and it is shameful to always go to Ning's house for dinner, and they don't accept gifts, and there is nothing at home that can be given as gifts. .

Ning Erlang felt that the young man next door should have had a hard time these days. After eating the food made by his sister, eating dry food and hard buns, it would be like falling from the sky to the mansion. In the sky, the little man has lost a lot of weight.

While chatting, the braised pork has already started to absorb the juice. Xiaoxiao asked her eldest brother to help turn the fire, and continue to stir-fry while drying, so as to avoid sticking to the pan, and at the same time, let each piece of braised pork be evenly coated with thick sauce.

The finished braised pork was put into a simple but clean white porcelain bowl, and the trembling figure twisted and twisted with every sway, which made Xiaoxiao open her mouth to bite a piece, and it was still a bit springy after biting open and sucking up the sauce. The meat skin of the teeth passes through the fat but not greasy, and then encounters the lean meat that melts in the mouth.

Xiaoxiao nodded in satisfaction, took chopsticks and fed a piece to the eldest brother and the second brother. After getting likes and praises, she took the share for the next door and handed it to the second brother.

This guy Ning Erlang is familiar with the road, and he still remembers to close the door after leaving the yard, and he also picked up the cart he borrowed from someone's house.

(End of this chapter)