Make a lot of money!I got rich in the year of famine

Chapter 29 How to eat this stinky thing
"Furthermore, in the future, we will have to purchase these raw materials instead of doing it ourselves, so Huo Lin, you go to town today and get close to those fish sellers. The important thing is to bargain. We collect fish in batches, so the price will be natural." It should be lower, we have negotiated, and we can collect all the fish they catch in the future, saving a lot of trouble, remember?"

She is really worried about her life, this kid also knows nothing.

Thinking of this, she annoyed Huo Yunzhou again. If he hadn't hit too hard, she wouldn't be crippled and hurt her arm, and couldn't do anything.

Huo Lin carried the burden and went to the town. Ever since he left, Shen Qing had been guarding the door of the house, and it was really hopeless.

Thinking about whether Huo Lin can handle things well, in case of any unexpected situation, can he handle it with his IQ?
He was so engrossed in thinking that Huo Yunzhou didn't even notice when he was standing in front of her.

Huo Yunzhou waved his hand in front of her.

"What?"

"Do you need help?"

"help?"

Huo Yunzhou pointed to the roof, "This house has been in disrepair for a long time. You have only done simple repairs before. It may not be able to withstand continuous heavy rains."

Shen Qing looked at the roof, then looked back at him, "That's so embarrassing." She doesn't like to owe favors, especially to this person.

Huo Yunzhou is definitely a full-level long-term worker. He soon repaired the roof, and also repaired the windows, doors, large and small, everything that could be repaired and everything that couldn't be repaired.

His craftsmanship is much better and more meticulous than Uncle Cao's.

The day before, a lot of adobe bricks were piled up with clay and mixed with plant ash. Before dawn, a simple small brick kiln was built on the back mountain.

When I came to talk to Shen Qing, the brick kiln was on fire.

When the fire goes out and the brick kiln is cold, some red bricks are pulled out.

Because the proportions are not so accurate, and the heat is almost meaningless, these red bricks are only stronger than adobe.

He used these homemade red bricks to pave the Shen family's brick floors in several rooms, sweeping and filling the gaps.

After finishing the work in the house, I went to clean up the sweet potato field, weed the grass, level the furrows and ridges, and keep my feet on the ground.

Shen Qing couldn't let it go, so he discussed with his sister to cook him a hard meal at noon.

Shen Hui said: "What are you cooking?"

Shen Qing took aim at the three old hens strolling in the yard.

"That's not okay, we're still pointing at them to lay eggs!" Shen Hui spread her arms in front of her like an old hen protecting her cubs.

This tough dish finally fell on the group of crazy wild boars.

They were also tapping their backs. Huo Yunzhou was holding a shovel and clearing the sweet potato ridges when a group of blind guys came to make trouble.

Two big wild boars, leading a group of piglets, gnawed on sweet potato vines.

Wild boars are very fierce, and they are not afraid of people, and even tigers dare to be tough when they are provoked.

Hunting wild boars is a piece of cake for Huo Yunzhou. He is not afraid of killing people, so how can he be afraid of a few wild boars.

If you want to fight tooth sacrifices in the army, you naturally have to hunt. There are most wild wolves in the wilderness outside the pass, and they are much more difficult to deal with than wild boars.

Seeing that he was holding a shovel, he dared to rush forward, the two collided, and the shovel in his hand pierced the wild boar's neck.

The stupid thing was in pain, raised its head and screamed, rolling on the ground like crazy, blood stained everywhere.

Huo Yunzhou stood aside and watched it struggle quietly until finally it became silent.

Mr. Huo explained: "Before joining the army, my father and I ate a lot of wild boar meat. He was used to hunting this stuff." It was clear that Mr. Huo was full of pride in his words.

Huo Yunzhou strode back with the wild boar on his shoulders. He did not put it into the yard and threw it on the roadside.

Without saying a word, he went back to get a kitchen knife, took some iron hooks, and set up a shelf outside like a butcher selling pork.

Since there was no hot water to scald the skin, the pig hair could not be removed, so he just peeled off the pig skin and drained the blood.

Pig offal is a good thing, and even pig intestines are a rare delicacy.

Shen Qing couldn't wait any longer, and rubbed his hands anxiously, "Sister, take the salt, and a few more pots, let's go help."

"You? Forget it, don't go there, I'll go instead."

"I'll do it, you don't want to see such a bloody scene, just stay and don't move." Shen Qing pulled off the bandage and moved his arm. Fortunately, it didn't hurt very much. As long as the ankle was not exerting force, she couldn't feel it. The ability to recover is extraordinary.

She went back to the house and changed into old clothes, tied her long hair into a ponytail, and carried the tub to the shelf. Looking at the blood everywhere, she felt a little nauseated. After trying to take a deep breath, she finally got used to it.

Huo Yunzhou just cut off four pig legs and hung them on the shelf. Seeing her like this, he kindly said, "Go to the side and wait! I can handle it by myself."

Shen Qing put down the wooden basin, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "You don't know how to handle these internal organs."

She picked up the pig intestines that Huo Yunzhou had thrown away and put them in a wooden basin.

"This thing stinks, why don't you throw it away?"

"Of course you can't throw it away. This is a good thing. After packing it up, it tastes better than meat."

Huo Yunzhou shook his head in disgust, "I don't know how to eat it."

Shen Qing winked playfully at him, "It will be cooked later, let's see if you eat it."

Huo Yunzhou chuckled, and when he laughed, his brows stretched, and the hostility in his eyes dissipated, and he looked much gentler.

Shen Hui helped carry the wooden basin, and the sisters went to the stream.

Scrub, scrape off the internal organs, add salt and then scrub, scald and then rinse by the river.

The two sisters worked on it for half an hour, during which time they also prepared the pig heart, lungs and liver.

If you can't finish it for a while, pickle it.

For convenience, they set up a simple stove outside, Shen Hui carried firewood, and old man Huo carried a small chair with a walking stick and sat to light the fire.

Shen Qing picked up the prepared pig intestines and sighed: "This thing is delicious, but it is also very difficult to wash."

Uncle Huo said with a smile: "What are you doing with this matter? Is it true that meat is more delicious?"

With an apron tied around Shen Qing's waist, holding a spatula in both hands, he was turning over the pig's large intestine in the pot, "It is said that if this pig's large intestine is ready, it is also a good business, but I think it is too troublesome to wash it, so I didn't move it at first. This kind of thinking has caught up today, otherwise you will never be able to eat."

Uncle Huo shook his head again and again, he really didn't understand what this girl was thinking all day long, if pig intestines could also be turned into a profitable business, gold would fall from the sky.

Shen Hui took a handkerchief and wiped her sweat, "How about I do it? You can tell me what to do next to me."

"Sister, are you not afraid of the smell anymore?"

"It stinks, just boil some more water to wash it off at night. There is mugwort growing in the bamboo forest behind our house, and I see it's sprouting. I'll pick some boiled water for you to take a bath with."

The boiled pig large intestine is scooped up, let cool and cut into sections, then heat the oil in a pan, pour vegetable oil until it smokes, then add the wild ginger dug from the mountain, and stir fry the pig large intestine.

Add white wine, old mature vinegar made in the old town, and Maojiang given by Fan Cuicui.

Grandma Fan is good at making sauce, and the Mao sauce is full of flavor.

Shen Qing plans to let her make more milk next year. It is also a good small business and can add some income to the family.

When the aroma of roasted pig intestines wafted out, even Mr. Huo became anxious and peered into the pot, "Girl, is this pig intestines? Why is it so fragrant!"

(End of this chapter)