Boiling pork roe is also a hard job. You need to wash the pork roe with running water first.

This thing looks like tofu flower. If the water is too big, it will wash away some less solid pork oil; but if it is too small, it may not be rinsed clean, so when rinsing, the water should not be too big or too small.

After rinsing, cut into small pieces with a knife.

Liu couldn't cut it alone, and had called Lu Daya, Zhu Bamei, Lin Sanya, and Lin Siya to help.

A few girls helped each other and cut a pot of meter.

Seeing that it was about to start boiling oil, Zhu Bamei naturally snatched a more relaxed stove job.

She was sitting in front of the stove with a small stool, holding a basket of needlework in her hand, and was busy working while the stove was stove.

The little mouth didn't stop: "Sister-in-law, I'll cook it later. I'll eat the first bowl of oil residue that comes out of the pot, the kind that contains sugar."

Liu brushed the pot, poured a basin of cut pork oil in, and said with a smile: "Okay, keep the first bowl for you. Burn it more, and then burn it low when the oil comes out..."

She didn't forget to tell Zhu Bamei how to burn the fire.

"Hey, I know, it was burned last year, I have experience." Zhu Bamei had a smile on her face.

The pork oil that has just been put into the pot has water seeped out. For a large pot, it will be a while before it boils the oil.

Mrs. Liu flipped it a few times and went to help cut pork roe: "Feither, please keep an eye on it, I'll go help."

"Hey, go, I'll watch."

Zhu Bamei stared at the stove while embroidering things, and occasionally stood up and made a few moves.

Feeling that the pork oil in the pot started to oil, she called Liu: "Sister-in-law, is that okay? The oil is coming out."

"Oh, I'll take a look." Liu finished cutting the one in his hand, then ran over to take a look, "It's okay, let's burn it a few more."

As time was about to be over, she stopped leaving and just waited here.

Until she felt that the time had been almost over, Zhu Bamei changed to a low heat, and the time she left at the side of the pot gradually grew.

She needed to turn over a large pot of things from time to time so that the bottom would not burn, but the top would not have oil.

This pot of food has been boiled for quite a while, and it takes almost until the oil residue turns golden to be considered "all oily".

For two or three days, the Zhu family was busy with the three fat pigs.

What should be marinated well, what should be hung well.

There is no hurry to smoke bacon, and it will take a few more days to marinate before it can be smoked.

Taking advantage of this time, the men of the Zhu family went up the mountain to cut down many pine branches and dug some old trees.

They were carried to their homes one by one, and piled up in the newly built wood-room in the backyard - a shed built for firewood.

The women washed the pigs and put them in water, picked out the pigs' intestines, mixed them with pork, and filled them with sausages.

Because he raised an extra pig this year, Ye Yuran did not intend to sell it, but he was so excited that his daughter-in-law at home was troubled.

Start with snacks, melon seeds, pastries, dried goods, fried snacks, and prepared as they can.

The fruit was earlier in the autumn, and Ye Yuran asked them to pick wild fruits from the mountains, dried dried fruits, or pickled canned foods.

Although it is incomparable to modern times, these are already good things in this era.

Not to mention tea leaves, from mint tea to various flower teas, grapefruit skins, and tangerine peels, as long as they are something that can be made in daily life, Ye Yuran has never let go of it.

If you have so much, you will naturally not only want to eat at home, but also have to prepare for New Year's greetings after the New Year.

Which one brings something that others don’t have, that is “face”.

Someone occasionally visited each other and saw the casualties that the Zhu family had accidentally revealed, and was very envious: "Miss Zhu, your family still knows how to clean up. Look at these, I have never seen many of them."

Ye Yuran took a look at the fried melon seeds wrapped in flour, grabbed a handful and stuffed them into her hand, and smiled and said, "What's the point? It's just made by your own home. You can try it first. If you really like it, let my fourth family get a little smoother for you. There is no way to do that, and half a pound will definitely be fine."

"Oh, Aunt Zhu, you are really great! People used to say that you are fierce and difficult to contact. Now I know that if you have anything, you can't just listen to others' words. You have to accept it yourself, otherwise you will miss it." The man was so happy that he stuffed a pill into his mouth.

Sweet, salty, a little weird, but it tastes pretty good to chew.

During the Chinese New Year, this thing is not about how delicious it is, it is about how novel it is, and it cannot be eaten normally.

How could she miss such a good opportunity? Without saying a word, she spoke to Ye Yuran.

Now, as long as one person speaks, there will be many people behind him.

People who know the novelty of the Zhu family couldn't help but come to the door to "please ask for it".

Of course, I will definitely not come empty-handed when I come. This thing is not something that fell from the sky. I still have to give the money I should give, but the variety is different, and the money I give is not the same.

Li is so good at being a human being. Every time he smiles, he says: "Oh, auntie, there are some good things in this family, and you are attracted to it? No, we just cook what we eat and can't sell it."

"What my mother said? This..."

"Then I'll give you half a pound, only half a pound, not more. If there is more, our family will not be enough to give it."

"Auntie, we have to make a statement first. Others may not have what they give you. Don't go out and say it, otherwise everyone will come to ask for it. How can you take it out for the New Year and bring it to your face?"

...

Everyone will not fail when they come, but not too much, half a pound to one pound, and there will be a little bit.

I'm afraid the Zhu family didn't expect that the New Year's goods that were originally prepared for themselves were taken out by the villagers.

There is no way, I can only prepare more.

What is essential for celebrating the Spring Festival is to write "couplets".

When we started killing the New Year pig, someone came to inquire: "Auntie Zhu, is your family still writing couplets this year?"

"Write, when my seventh son comes back, I will write it to everyone with him. How about it?"

As soon as Ye Yuran finished speaking, the person opposite him lit up: "Oh, that's great. Your old seventh brother is Wenquxing. He wants to write for us and we can also benefit from it, hahahaha... Aunt Zhu, you are busy first, I have to tell you this good news."

Poor Zhu Qi, before the man came back, his mother had already received a job for him, and she didn't know what would happen if he knew.

I guess I heard it, but I could only do it honestly.

He is very busy now. Because the Chinese New Year is coming, Mr. Cen has assigned him a lot of homework.

According to Mr. Cen's list, he righted several times.

"Are you right?" Zhu San learned as fast as he did. He couldn't help much except urging him.

"Okay, third brother, look." Zhu Qi was as patient as ever and told Zhu San with the list.

Say the same, point to the same.

Zhu San nodded after hearing this: "Well, that's right, then I'll help you put these in the package. We'll go home tomorrow morning."

When Dabao heard that Erbao was going home, he cheered happily: "Ah, it's great, I'm finally going home!"

"You two boys, your voice is a little bit smaller. If Mr. Cen knows, he thinks you two dislike him and will not let you come to school next year, what will you do?" Zhu San didn't want them to be too proud, so he scared them.

"No." Dabao raised his chin and said proudly, "Guangji said, Mr. Cen likes us brothers very much, and I will wait for my second brother and I to come to the door to become a disciple next year."
Chapter completed!