With a large loss of blood, the goat's struggle became increasingly weak, accompanied by strong convulsions, the goat's life came to an end.

When the goat's blood was gone, Chen Yang let go of his hands and began to untie the tight hemp ropes on the goat's body. Old Chen signaled Cen Jiahua to throw the gauze that was already soaked in blood into the clean water basin next to him. He picked up the plastic basin filled with sheep's blood and put it on the table next to him.

The next thing to do is to wool fade. Cen Jiahua basically couldn't help with this work, so he had to stand aside and watch the fun. Chen Yang carried a pot of boiling water next to him and poured it on the goat as Lao Chen asked. Lao Chen was carrying a sharp bone knife to fly up and down, and took off the sparse hair on the goat's body.

This is a little lamb about one year. The skin on his body is still very tender. It is really a test of the experience of a knife holder. Old Chen moved quickly without pausing at all, and soon scraped the goat's whole body into a white and clean body.

Old Chen's quick movements made Cen Jiahua amazed. He estimated that if he had changed into him, the goat's skin would have been cut into countless holes and the hair on his body would not have faded.

Just when Lao Chen was still dealing with the goats, Chen Yang was already holding a lot of pine branches and pine leaves and burning them in the corner of the patio. Lao Chen put the clean-haired Aries on the fire and roasted them slightly. He waited until all the white and tender sheepskin turned slightly yellow and emitted a trace of burnt fragrance before taking them off, and then washed them with clean water.

"Uncle Chen, why do you still have to bake it? It's a little dirty." Looking at Old Chen's dazzling quick movements, Cen Jiahua was a little confused.

"The main purpose of roasting is to burn off the hairs on the sheepskin that cannot be scraped off with a knife. In addition, it is to shape the sheepskin. The lamb buckles cooked in a while will be more beautiful." Old Chen explained to Cen Jiahua, but he did not pause at all. He threw the washed lamb on a temporary chopping board made of a door panel, picked up the sharp knife to remove the bones and dismember the body.

The sharp knife in Lao Chen's hand was like the extension of his arm, flashing and moving in the gaps in the joints of the goat. In a blink of an eye, a complete goat was dismembered into several different parts. The limbs and the sheep's head were cut off, the internal organs were put into the plastic basin, the two rows of rib fans were also removed, and the skeletons and other fragments were placed in different categories.

Seeing that Lao Chen had dismembered the goat in less than one hour, this technique should have been practiced for many years. The so-called "salting the cow" by the ancients is probably nothing more than that.

After dismembering the goat, Lao Chen washed the embroidered basket filled with bones under the faucet. Then he began to pick up a machete and chop up the bones.

"Brother Jiahua. Today's main dish is this lamb. The soup is stewed with soybeans with lamb bones. The meat is braised with beer. In addition, there is a small amount of lamb blood soup in the ground before the meal." Chen Yang stood next to Cen Jiahua's land and explained to him the purpose of this lamb land today.

"This sheep is so big. There are other local dishes. Even if you add your second uncle and your rank, you can't eat so much?" Cen Jiahua heard Chen Yang's meaning that this goat will be reimbursed today. She couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Today, Qingming Festival. The whole family will worship their ancestors together. The dining venue is at my house. There are 5 or 60 people. This goat is probably a bit dangerous." Chen Yang saw Cen Jiahua's doubts and explained to him the arrangements for today's Qingming Festival with a smile.

It turns out that Lao Chen is the eldest son and grandson in the Chen family. In addition, his financial conditions are relatively good. Therefore, every year, he will have dinner at his house when visiting graves on Qingming Festival. Therefore, Lao Chen killed sheep and steamed five-color glutinous rice early.

Old Chen had just chopped the sheep bones down there. Chen Yang prepared a large-sized pressure cooker that had been washed and cleaned. He put the sheep bones and soaked ground soybeans. Add ginger, angelica, Sichuan jujube, star anise and other medicinal materials. Pour in a little salt, brown sugar, white wine and other seasonings and appropriate amount of ground water. Then he can cook on the stove.

Next, Lao Chen treated the goat's internal organs and went into the water. Cen Jiahua had eaten mutton soup on the street before, and the taste was OK. But he had never seen how these seemingly inefficient miscellaneous pieces can be processed into delicious snacks?

Lao Chen cut the cleaned water into small pieces of appropriate size, then put it in a boiling water pot and cook it. When it is 50% mature, take it out and drain the water. The boiling water pot only contains ginger and a little salt, as long as the purpose is to remove the fishy smell of the internal organs and make the internal organs shape for easy cutting.

Lao Chen first cut the drained internal organs into diced, then chopped them into pieces, and sprinkled some salt and other seasonings from time to time during the chopping process. When the goat's heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys and intestines turned into a ball of meat, then he could pour it into the hot oil that was already burnt red and stir-fry.

During the stir-frying process, while turning the internal organs to avoid dipping the pot, you also add minced green onion, ginger, garlic and various seasonings. As the spatula in Lao Chen's hand kept flipping, a strong fragrance gradually spread in the kitchen and then spread throughout the yard.

Cen Jiahua never thought that these inconspicuous sheep crumbs could emit such a strange fragrance under the skillful stir-fry of Comrade Chen. It was really

Eyes.

After a while, the mutton crumbs were still fried and put into the pot. Old Chen brought the mutton crumbs to the patio to prepare for the next step. On the table in the patio, Aunt Chen had evenly divided the sheep blood into a clean small bowl, with dozens of bowls.

Old Chen scooped the steaming mutton into a small bowl one by one, and then said to Chen Yang: "Go out and call everyone to come in and eat the sheep blood soup!"

This is the sheep blood soup? Cen Jiahua was stunned. Just now, he saw Aunt Chen pouring sheep blood into a bowl, and thought he had to steam it in the pot before he could eat it. He never thought that the sheep blood soup would drink sheep blood raw like this?

Not only did Cen Jiahua change his face, but even the people in the city who came with Uncle Chen looked a little shocked and didn't dare to look at the small bowl on the table.

Uncle Chen's reaction was very different from others. He picked up a bowl of sheep blood soup without hesitation, picked up the spoon and started to eat it. While he was eating voraciously, he said vaguely: "It's been a long time since I've eaten such a delicious sheep blood soup."

Uncle Chen's performance stunned several companions. They looked at Uncle Chen incredibly. They couldn't figure out that these bloody sheep blood made Chen Ke, who was usually very calm, lose his composure.

At this time, a large group of people rushed in from the outer room, picked up the small bowls on the table and started moving, showing that they were no different from Uncle Chen Er.

Chen Yang walked over with a small bowl in one hand, handed one to Cen Jiahua, and said, "Brother Jiahua, give it a try, it tastes good."

"This is okay to eat raw?" Cen Jiahua took the small bowl and asked a little late.

"It doesn't matter, eat it quickly, otherwise it won't be delicious when the mutton is cold." After that, he started to move on his own and didn't care about Cen Jiahua anymore.

Cen Jiahua felt a little uneasy when she looked at the trembling bright red sheep blood in her hands, and the steaming and fragrant sheep crumbs. She looked at the people around her eating in big mouthfuls and then exclaiming constantly, Cen Jiahua could hear that this bowl of sheep blood soup was really delicious.

Cen Jiahua first scooped a little fried mutton crumbs with spoon and put them into his mouth. He immediately felt a rich sauce running through his throat and into his stomach. After chewing it, the chewy mutton crumbs moved in his mouth with the aroma of onion and ginger, which was a rare delicacy.

Finally, Cen Jiahua made up his mind and scooped up a small spoonful of sheep blood with a scoop of sheep blood and put it into her mouth. She originally thought there would be a strong fishy smell but there was no odor. If it weren't for the slightly cool feeling in her mouth that she had already told her that the sheep blood was already in her mouth, Cen Jiahua really thought she hadn't eaten it yet.

Cen Jiahua didn't dare to chew, so he quickly swallowed the sheep's blood into his stomach, but there was no disgusting feeling at all. He scooped another spoon in surprise and savored it carefully. Finally, he felt the beauty of it.

The sheep blood is delicate in quality, without any fishy smell, and it feels like jelly. Of course, compared with slightly sweet jelly, the sheep blood itself has no taste. The cool sheep blood is mixed with hot sheep crumbs, and the contrast between the two makes this food more change.

After a few steps, Cen Jiahua quickly killed a small bowl of sheep blood soup. He put down the small bowl with unsatisfactory and said to Chen Yang: "I didn't expect this sheep blood soup to be so delicious. I was a little resistant at first."

"Yes, I felt very uncomfortable when I first ate it, but now I like it." Chen Yang put away the small bowls of the two of them and put them into a large bowl for washing dishes. He turned around and continued: "It's a pity that this kind of sheep blood soup is difficult to make and cannot be eaten often."

"Oh, what else is there to pay attention to here? Isn't sheep's blood OK?" Cen Jiahua was interested.

"Well, you usually have to choose a free-range lamb for about a year, and slaughter it before it is still there. If you enter the love period, the ground inside the sheep's blood will be very fishy and smelly, which is not suitable for raw food." Chen Yang said while washing dishes: "It is also very necessary to prepare the sheep's blood. The amount of salt and time you need to master it. In addition, the stir-frying of sheep's miscellaneous crumbs is also very important."

Cen Jiahua understood as soon as he heard this. Not only is this kind of sheep blood soup very strict in the choice of raw materials, but the preparation technology also requires a high level and the process is also very cumbersome, so naturally it cannot be promoted vigorously.

However, it was not true that he was a little happy to be able to eat such a local feature today. He did not expect that some very inconspicuous ingredients would emit a strange light after special preparation and combination.

Afterwards, Cen Jiahua found some functions of raw sheep blood online, which gave him more understanding of folk diet therapy. "Suixiju Dietary Recipe": Raw drink stops all blood and relieves all poisons.

After eating the sheep blood soup, Chen Yang and the others had to go up the mountain to worship their ancestral graves. Cen Jiahua thought that he didn't have much intention to go with him, so she stayed at home to cook the food for dinner with Lao Chen and learned how to do it.

ps: Sweat, I'm getting up late, I'm late! This is an update for the third day. Today is still 2 updates. I guess I got 1 first update. I hope everyone will forgive me! I'm sorry! Everyone should encourage Xiao San with monthly tickets!
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