Siheyuan: Traveling through Cai Quanwu, pretending to be Uncle Shazhu

After finishing the preparations, Cai Quanwu sat on the stool, crossed his legs, hummed a tune, and drank tea, feeling very comfortable.

About half an hour later, the sound of children playing in the yard came, and Cai Quanwu knew that the children were out of school.

After a while, He Yuyu walked in from outside with his schoolbag on his back.

Seeing Cai Quanwu sitting on the stool, he ran over and shook Cai Quanwu's arm in a coquettish manner.

"Uncle, I'm hungry."

Seeing He Yuyu acting coquettishly with him, Cai Quanwu smiled and said, "Okay, you go do your homework, and I will get you something to eat."

Hearing Cai Quanwu's words, He Yuyu opened his schoolbag with a smile, took out his book and started writing his homework.

Seeing He Yuyu doing his homework obediently, Cai Quanwu went to his room, took out two unpackaged Oreo sandwich cookies from the snacks, wrapped them in brown paper, and then left the room.

He came to He Yuyu, opened the package, took a piece of Oreo and stuffed it into He Yuyu's mouth, and said with a smile: "Little greedy cat, eat slowly."

After chewing it for a few times, He Yuyu asked curiously: "Uncle, what kind of biscuit is this? It's so delicious."

"It tastes so good that it won't stop your mouth. Also, don't tell others, you know?"

Cai Quanwu did not answer He Yueyue's question, but told He Yueyue not to talk outside.

"I know, uncle, I didn't even tell him."

After finishing the biscuits in his mouth, He Yuyu stared at Cai Quanwu's hand and said with assurance.

"Little clever ghost."

"Okay, there's one more piece. After you finish eating, do your homework quickly."

"Your brother will come back later to make lard. When the time comes, ask your brother to make the lard residue for you to eat."

Cai Quanwu said to He Yuyu with a smile.

"Uh-huh."

Hearing that there was food, He Yuyu nodded quickly and then went to do his homework obediently.

Cai Quanwu sat back on his stool, drinking tea and smoking like a great gentleman.

Cook?

It’s impossible to cook. If you have a chef at home, why do you have to cook by yourself?

After a while, when the yard became lively, Shazhu also came back with his two lunch boxes.

Silly Zhu walked into the house, saw Cai Quanwu, smiled and called: "Uncle."

Hearing Sha Zhu calling himself, Cai Quanwu nodded, and then ordered Sha Zhu.

"Zhuzi, let's boil the lard first. Let's eat fat cakes tonight."

"okay."

Silly Zhu happily agreed, and then entered the kitchen with two lunch boxes.

Cai Quanwu had nothing to do, so he also followed him into the kitchen to see how Silly Zhu cooked lard.

Silly Zhu went into the kitchen and took out the lard from the basket. Cai Quanwu estimated that it weighed about two or three kilograms. The pig was too small and had little oil and water. (It’s written in blind, don’t take it seriously.)

Put the lard in a basin, wash it with warm water, take it out and drain it.

After draining the water for a while, Shazhu skillfully cut the lard into similar sizes. After a while, the lard was cut. It seemed that Shazhu did this job a lot.

After cutting, take off the kettle from the stove, put the pot on the stove, scoop a bowl of water into the pot, then put the lard in and let it boil by itself.

Let the lard simmer slowly. Silly Zhu took out the basin and started kneading the dough, which he would use to make fat cakes later.

When the noodles are ready, the lard in the pot begins to sizzle, and the aroma of lard wafts out.

Seeing the oil starting to come out of the pot, Shazhu stir-fried it a few times with a spatula, fearing that the heat would be uneven and some places would be burnt, while other places would not be able to produce oil.

After stir-frying a few times, Shazhu put down the spatula and stared at the pot, paying attention to the heat at all times.

Coal stoves are not like liquefied gas, where the size of the fire can be adjusted. People cannot control the size of the fire, so you have to pay attention at all times to avoid burning it.

Not only is the oil unpalatable, but the residue is also inedible.

Fortunately, the chef Sha Zhu is here, so Cai Quanwu doesn't have to worry.

The scent probably reached He Yuyu's nose, and He Yuyu ran into the kitchen with a thump.

Seeing He Yueyue coming in, Silly Zhu tempted He Yueyue: "Rainwater, does it smell good?"

He Yuyu smiled and nodded.

Seeing He Yuyu nodding, Shazhu continued: "It will be cooked later. I will leave half of it for you and sprinkle it with the fine salt that uncle brought over. It is very fragrant and delicious."

He Yuyu couldn't resist his brother's temptation, and his mouth was watering.

I imagined the scene of eating oil residue in my mind. I took out a fried piece from the bowl, dipped it in some fine salt, and took it into my mouth in one bite. It made a crunching sound and was fragrant.

The aroma of boiling lard spread far, and soon, many children gathered around the kitchen door.

They include Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu from the second uncle's family, and Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang from the third uncle's family.

Liu Guangqi and Yan Jiecheng are old and sensible, so they may be embarrassed.

One of the bolder children said to the kitchen: "Brother Zhuzi, the oil is so fragrant. Can you give me a piece of oil residue to eat after it's cooked?"

After Silly Zhu heard this, he glanced at his uncle, saw his uncle nodded, smiled and said to the door: "Wait, when I finish cooking, Brother Zhu will give you a piece to taste."

It’s not that I’m pretending to be generous, it’s all from my children. I’m just a piece of grease. I don’t lack it, so there’s no need to worry about it with my children.

Of course, if you don't give it to yourself, others can't say anything. After all, it's very rude for children to ask for food. If you shout in the yard, they will probably eat fried meat with bamboo shoots when they get home.

But it’s really not necessary. If you don’t give it to your children, their parents won’t blame you. If you give it to your children, their parents will know it and will remember your kindness.

Of course, there is no shortage of such people in any era, except for the arrogant ones.

After about twenty minutes, the lard in the pot was almost cooked, and the oil residue began to turn yellow. Silly Zhu grabbed a few peppercorns and threw them into the pot to increase the fragrance of the lard.

Then, take the pot off the stove and place it on the stove without fire. The residual heat of the pot can almost boil the oil.

Looking at the children outside the kitchen, Shazhu smiled and said to Cai Quanwu: "Uncle, we can't eat this fat cake today."

After hearing what Sha Zhu said, Cai Quanwu thought about it and said:

"The noodles are all ready, if not, just eat noodles with soybean paste."

"Okay, uncle, let's eat fried noodles."

After Si Zhu finished speaking, he looked at the pot and felt it was almost done, so he picked up the oil residue, drained the oil, and poured the oil residue into a bowl.

After fishing it out, Cai Quanwu looked at it and saw that there was just a bowl of oil residue.

Silly Zhu held the bowl, picked up the fine salt, sprinkled the fine salt on the oil residue, and then stirred it so that the fine salt evenly coated every piece of oil residue.

After mixing it, Shazhu picked up a piece and tasted it. Oh, it smells so good!

When He Yuyu saw his brother eating, he immediately brought a bowl over, handed it to Shazhu, and said impatiently: "Brother, I want to eat too, fill it up for me."

Holding the bowl handed over by He Yuyu, Shazhu poured the oil residue into her bowl and said with a smile: "Yu Yu, you are getting greedy."

When He Yuyu heard his brother talking about him like this, he snorted dissatisfied.

Seeing Sha Zhu preparing to fill the bowl for He Yuyu, Cai Quanwu quickly stopped him. If he eats too much of this stuff, he will definitely get angry.

"Zhuzhu, ok, just give it some rainwater. If you eat too much of this stuff, you'll get angry."

After hearing his uncle's words, Shazhu stopped, handed half a bowl of oil residue to He Yuyu, and teased He Yuyu with a smile.

"It's your uncle who doesn't let you eat more. You can't blame your brother."

Hearing his brother's words, He Yuyu glared at him, and then ran to Cai Quanwu to sell it.

"I listen to uncle."

He Yuyu's behavior made Silly Zhu disgusted, and he couldn't have this sister anymore.