After escaping from famine, the evil stepmother was pampered by the villain Zaizai Tuan

Chapter 84: Only familiarity

Jiang Xiaohua opened her mouth to eat, and then, under Qin's feeding, she ate a piece of white radish.

Both are very sour, but each one has its own characteristics.

The sourness of celery is soft and sweet, while the sourness of radish is bright and clear.

She pinched some more shredded sour cabbage. It had been soaked in water several times and still had a strong sour and salty taste.

Jiang Xiaohua murmured, "Cabbage is suitable for stewing ribs, meat slices, and pig blood."

"Cress can be stir-fried with pork belly."

"You should eat radish as it is, slice it and serve it with cooked meat slices."

Mrs. Qin looked at Jiang Xiaohua with admiration, "Sister, you have never had a pig-killing feast in our village, and you can actually tell the difference between the dishes!"

There were two cutting boards, and Jiang Xiaohua and Qin were cutting vegetables together.

Jiang Xiaohua wields the knife like flying, cutting the cabbage into shreds evenly and neatly.

For her, this is a normal job.

But have any of the other women in the kitchen seen such sharp knife skills?

Gradually, people came over to watch Jiang Xiaohua chopping vegetables.

When Jiang Xiaohua finished cutting a whole cabbage and was about to put it into the basin, she realized that so many people had gathered around her.

Ms. Qin was also dumbfounded and cut the cabbage at the same time. Before she finished cutting half of the cabbage, Jiang Xiaohua was done.

And to the naked eye, every cabbage shred is the same thickness.

Jiang Xiaohua felt a little embarrassed when no one spoke, "Sister-in-law Qin, slice the radish, do you want it thick or thin?"

Mrs. Qin came to her senses and said, "Thin slices, the thinner the better."

Jiang Xiaohua agreed, took a radish, and cut it a few times to shape it.

Then I saw the kitchen knife in her hand flying up and down, as fast as a phantom.

Jade-white radish slices gradually piled up into a hill.

Mrs. Qin pinched a piece from the edge and saw that the radish skin was as thin as window paper.

She said in surprise, "Look, these carrot slices can transmit light!"

The women were amazed and looked at Jiang Xiaohua with eyes filled with admiration.

After cutting the cabbage, radish, and water celery, cut them into small pieces and cut them diagonally to get the flavor.

Later, Mrs. Qin simply stopped and helped Jiang Xiaohua pass the pots and load them.

In less than a bowl of tea, two large basins of sauerkraut were all sorted and cut.

When the cut vegetables were put into the basin, under Jiang Xiaohua's hands, every vegetable was piled neatly and smoothly, looking undisturbed, as if they were lined up in an array.

One look at it makes your eyes feel comfortable.

At this time, listening to the noise outside, the pigs have not yet been tied to the slaughtering table.

The fire in the stove was burning brightly, and the water in the pot was almost boiling.

The women were actually free for a while.

This is all thanks to Jiang Xiaohua’s speed in chopping vegetables.

In the past, with so many dishes, everyone needed to take turns cutting them.

At least it takes the effort of cutting into a small meal.

The third uncle’s daughter-in-law quickly brought a small bench for everyone to sit down and have a rest.

Mrs. Qin joked, "How are the helpers I hired?"

Everyone praised him.

Others are curious about how Jiang Xiaohua has such good cooking skills at such a young age, and wonder where she practiced it?

Jiang Xiaohua smiled modestly, "It's just handwork, where can I learn it?"

She can't always say, "My craftsmanship was forged in the melting pot of the army."

While the women were chatting, their ears had to be alert to what was going on outside.

I heard that pigs were finally being slaughtered outside.

Four women stood up immediately, each carrying a basin and walked out.

Jiang Xiaohua asked, "Are you going to collect pig blood?"

Mrs. Qin responded, "Yes, they collect the pig's blood, and we'll keep the hot water here."

"The pigs will be dehaired with hot water soon."

After waiting for a while, Qin estimated that the time was almost up and picked up a large black iron pot.

Pour boiling water into it with a water ladle, then pick it up and run outside quickly.

The weather is cold, so boiling water must be delivered immediately and used immediately to be effective.

The other big iron pot is for Jiang Xiaohua.

She also imitated Qin's operation and ran out with boiling water.

The pig had finished bleeding, and pots of boiling water were poured on the pigs one after another.

Wash, remove hair, shave...

There are many tableware, utensils, and tools used in the pig-killing feast.

The owner's family usually does not have so many possessions, they are all borrowed from various households in the village.

For example, the kettle Jiang Xiaohua is holding belongs to the third uncle’s neighbor.

Wait until the butcher says you don’t need hot water.

Jiang Xiaohua and Qin were able to take a breath.

The belly of the big fat pig is cut open and the internal organs are taken out. The women then start cleaning the internal organs.

This is a big project, but fortunately there is strength in numbers.

Wait until the men start to chop off the pig's head and chop the bones with an axe.

The women had returned to the kitchen and started cooking vegetables and offal.

Pork liver, pig heart, etc. are all cooked and eaten, but pig intestines have another use.

This was Jiang Xiaohua’s first time to experience blood sausage enema.

The pig's blood in the basin has been sprinkled with salt to prevent it from solidifying quickly.

Since pig blood is still in liquid form, the operation is much faster than filling sausages with meat.

Jiang Xiaohua and Mrs. Qin worked together in perfect harmony, one filling and the other binding.

The first pot that has been filled has been put on the pot for steaming.

Just as Jiang Xiaohua picked up the new casing, the cry of a child suddenly mixed in with the noisy people outside.

"It's mine, it's mine!"

Jiang Xiaohua didn't take it seriously at first, but then she heard Liu Guang say:

"My sister picked up this stone, how come it becomes yours?"

Qin also recognized Liu Guang's voice and looked at Jiang Xiaohua.

Jiang Xiaohua was not in a hurry and signaled Qin to continue working and listen again.

She first wanted to see how her children would deal with the problem without adult involvement.

Before going out, Jiang Xiaohua specially warned her four little ones.

There are many people there, including many children.

Play with the children in the village. If you can play together, play together. If you can't play together, go away.

Never have conflicts and try to avoid any disputes.

Liu Guang asked at that time, "If someone deliberately looks for trouble and bullies us, can't we make trouble? Should we still coax him peacefully?"

Jiang Xiaohua answered without hesitation, "You have been bullied to the extreme, and if you still swallow your anger and greet others with a smile, that would be an insult to my family, Jiang Xiaohua!"

Liu Guang grinned, "I knew it!"

Jiang Xiaohua said, "However, fighting is not limited to force."

"You have to understand strategy. If you can do it without taking action, don't take action. Do you understand?"

Liu Guang expressed solemnly that he understood and remembered.

At this time, I was in the small courtyard of the third uncle’s house.

Xiao Miaomiao picked up a beautiful white stone from nowhere.

A round stone with golden chrysanthemum patterns sprinkled on it.

A little boy saw Miaomiao's stone and suddenly snatched it away. He must have seen it first.

Of course Xiao Miaomiao refused and asked the boy for the stone back.

Unexpectedly, the boy was cheating and pushed Miaomiao hard on the buttocks.

Miaomiao was strong and did not cry.

But just when the three little brothers of the Liu family were asking for an explanation for their sister.