Chapter 234 Chapter 233 Meat Dregs

When he got home from get off work, Tang Zhitong took out a piece of suet from the space. This time it was larger, weighing four and a half kilograms.

Since all the meat tickets at home this month have been bought as bacon, Tang Zhitong chose pork suet.

The fat boiled from lard fat is called lard in some places and big oil in other places. It is rich in saturated fatty acids and has a slightly yellowish or milky white color.

When it comes to the aroma of cooking, it still has to be this big oil. However, after the substance became extremely abundant, everyone pursued healthy eating and gradually abandoned this ancient oil. This problem does not exist now. Everyone is short of oil and water, so they need to eat more. healthy.

It has been more than four months since the Spring Festival. This is the second time I have brought suet home, which is not very frequent.

After entering the door, the two sisters were doing homework. Wang Jingwen looked on and saw Tang Zhitong carrying a piece of suet into the door. He was a little surprised, but did not ask.

Perhaps out of habit, Zhang Guifang didn't directly ask about the source of suet this time.

Tang Zhitong put the suet on the chopping board, washed the handles, and first grabbed a handful of pickled toona buds from the pickle jar outside and soaked them in a basin for cooking later.

Fengzhi was not paying attention today. She stared at the suet in Tang Zhitong's hand for a while, as if she saw oil residue, and then looked at the simmered sweet potatoes on the table. Her eyes were almost exhausted.

"Let's eat the sweet potatoes first." Tang Zhitong saw Fengzhi swallowing. It would be strange not to make mistakes when doing homework in this state, and he would probably have to rework in a while.

There weren't many sweet potatoes, so Tang Zhitong prepared them per person, not because he didn't want to take a few more pieces, but because the embers of the wheat straw didn't have enough firepower. If there were too many or too big, they wouldn't be cooked thoroughly.

"Mom, you don't have to wait for me to eat snacks. I'll make Fengzhi greedy." Tang Zhitong advised tactfully.

"Brother! I'm not greedy!" Fengzhi has reached the age where she knows what's good, and before her mother could say anything, she was the first to deny it.

"Yeah, I talk a lot." Tang Zhitong smiled.

Wang Jingwen covered her mouth and laughed, not criticizing her.

The skin of the simmered sweet potatoes was slightly wrinkled, and some parts separated from the flesh when heated. After taking out the embers, they shrank back due to cold. Zhang Guifang had obviously cleaned the surface, but there was still some dust on it.

The homework is suspended, and each person simmers a piece of sweet potato.

"When peeling the skin, start with this peeling area. It's easy to peel." Tang Zhitong chose a piece of simmered sweet potato and shared it with his family if it was in good quality.

Wang Jingwen has eaten roasted sweet potatoes before, but this is the first time she has tried this method. She was careful when peeling the skin, for fear of spilling ashes on the flesh.

Fengzhi was not particular about it, she just cut it in two, then put it in her mouth and ate the potato meat directly. After eating, she stroked the potato skin with her teeth again and shaved off the potato meat. Zhang Guifang didn't stop her because she The way to eat it is the same as Fengzhi...

In the eyes of the common people in the early years, burned embers were not dirty, and their uses were not limited to fertile land. If the children had accumulated food, mix it with a bowl and pour it down; if it became thin, mix it with a bowl and pour it down; if it scratched the skin, mix it with a pinch... Paste it on; when a woman is menstruating, she wraps it in a cloth with plant ash and puts it on the mat...

Tang Zhitong ignored them, peeled off the whole piece of paste, and gave half to classmate Xiao Wang: "Try it, it's sour and delicious."

Whether it is roasted or simmered, as long as the heat is too high, the sweet potatoes will become mushy, and the mushy areas will be carbonized. The inside of the carbonized potato meat will turn yellow, giving it a unique sour taste. Tang Zhitong likes this taste very much.

"It tastes good, better than hawthorn." Wang Jingwen took a bite, narrowed her eyes, and then imitated Tang Zhitong, shaving it with her teeth. She looked cute. After eating the simmered sweet potatoes, Tang Zhitong washed his hands and prepared to make oil residue. This time, he chopped the suet into small pieces and used it directly after boiling out the oil. There was no need to chop it with a knife.

Zhang Guifang brought her son the clay pot that contained lard last time. After more than two months of eating in bits and pieces, the pot had reached its bottom.

Some people may say, if you eat so much during this special period, what should you do if you gain weight? What to do if you are discovered?

Tang Zhitong has thought about this problem. At present, the family still mainly eats rations, and there is not much extra food. The family is not lacking in nutrients and can eat enough, but will not become fat.

The prerequisite for people to gain weight is to continuously consume a large amount of energy higher than the human body needs for a long time. However, my family obviously does not have this condition. I only ate such a small amount of oil residue for two months and occasionally ate an egg. How could I become fat?

When the next year or so enters a more difficult period, when everyone goes hungry, perhaps Fengzhen and Fengzhi's extraordinarily high spirits will seem out of place.

Tang Zhitong doesn't want his family to starve, nor does he want to be discovered. He hasn't figured out how to solve this problem yet. He will take it one step at a time. There is really no other way but to feed the whole family eight cents full.

After boiling the suet, Tang Zhitong poured the oil into the clay pot from last time and started cooking.

Tonight's meat dish, the protagonist is the oil residue.

Tang Zhitong plans to make two, one stir-fried pork with chili pepper and one stir-fried pork dregs with Chinese toon.

The iron pot has just been soaked in suet, and there is still a bright layer of oil hanging on it. You don't need to brush it, you can use it directly.

Tang Zhitong picked four or five chili peppers from the yard, washed them, sliced ​​them, poured in the chopped chili peppers, sprinkled with salt and stir-fried, then added a third of the oily residue, and for about two minutes, dripped in the cooking oil and mixed well. Take it out, and finally use a broom to sweep all the bits and pieces into the plate. Make sure it is clean before pouring hot water into the pot.

Zhang Guifang frowned as she watched from the sidelines. The cooking oil is rationed to "save". In order to eat more oil, residents can only start by saving. In this situation of continuous cooking, fewer and fewer people wash the pot in the middle.

However, the peppers will be spicy after frying. If you don't wash the pot, the next dish will also be spicy. Thinking of this, Zhang Guifang turned around to do other things.

After Tang Zhitong finished cleaning the pot, he took out the toona buds that had been soaked in advance, dried them, and cut them into cubes. Pour in the toon buds and stir-fry. Then pour in one-third of the oil residue. No need to add salt. Stir-fry for two or three minutes on high heat. Add drippings. Add a few drops of cooking oil, mix well, take it out of the pan, and call it a day!

"Eucalyptus, make some more soup." Zhang Guifang looked at the wok that was still quite oily and ordered.

"Okay." Tang Zhitong knew that his mother didn't want to waste anything. If she didn't make soup tonight, she could leave the pot unwashed and use it tomorrow.

After finishing his work, Master Tang was forced to open his business. He went out to pick a handful of green leafy vegetables, washed them briefly, chopped them up and cooked them in a pot. He didn't dare to add oil to stir-fry onions until fragrant. Extravagance and waste were one thing, but Tang Zhitong was even more afraid of it. There will be a lot of oil and water tonight, and my family will have diarrhea tomorrow.

Beat the eggs in a bowl in advance. Do not let go of the remaining egg white inside the eggshell. Pour some water on it, scrape it clean with your fingers, and pour it into the bowl for later use.

After the soup boils, slowly pour the beaten eggs into the pot, stirring while pouring, so that the frangipani will come out more evenly.

In the last step, pour some water into the bowl, rinse the egg liquid thoroughly, and pour it into the pot.

This practice of saving and cherishing will last for many years...

(End of this chapter)

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