The Local Lazy Man System

After the pigs are killed, they are sold separately. Usually, they have to go to the town to buy them. It is very inconvenient. Besides, it’s cold now. The pork won’t go bad even if it’s left for three or four days. People in the village are passionate about buying meat. It’s very high. You’re five catties, mine’s ten catties, and three hundred catties of pork are almost sold all at once. The remaining pig heads and pig thighs are not going to be sold by Ye Rongfa. They will stay at home to eat.

　　 After buying the pork, everyone just broke up. As for the furry kids who watched the excitement, they have already run out, and the pigs have already been killed. For the furry kids, there is nothing to watch here.

　　 "Glory, thank you so much today, remember to come to my house for a drink tonight." Ye Rongfa filled a bag with twenty catties of pork and handed it to Ye Yaorong.

　　 I don’t know when the tradition of killing pigs in nearby Shili Baxiang has passed down. If anyone kills pigs, they will invite people in the village to drink and eat meat.

The more people come, the more lively it means that your family is popular and face-saving, and every household is like this. By the end of the year, if the popularity is good, sometimes you will have to catch up with several games a day. Eat meat.

　　 "Brother Rongfa, is this too much meat?"

Ye Rongfa looked at the pork from Ye Rongfa’s hands, but didn’t take it over. The meat was also given too much. Under normal circumstances, people who helped kill pigs were divided into three to five catties of pork, plus one. Banquet.

　　 As for the bag of meat that Ye Rong sent to himself, Ye Yaorong looked at it with his naked eyes, and it was at least twenty catties of meat, which was too much.

　　 "Honor, why are you polite with your brother? If you ask you to keep it, just take a few catties of pork, and it's not worth any money." Ye Rongfa put the bag in Ye Yaorong's hand and said.

　　 "Then, thank you, Brother Rongfa."

　　 Ye Guangrong thought for a while, and still took the bag that Ye Rong sent over. After all, just like Ye Rongfa said, it was just a few catties of pork, which was not worth much. If he refused, he would appear hypocritical.

　　 "They are all my own, what are you polite?" Ye Rongfa said.

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　　 "So much meat, we can't finish it?"

　　On the way home, Liu Qingqing frowned and said to Ye Yaorong. After all, 20 catties of pork can be stored in the refrigerator, enough for the family to eat for more than half a month. Even if fresh pork is kept in the refrigerator for ten and a half months, it will change even if it is not bad. It's unpalatable.

　　 "Let’s go home and make bacon."

　　 Ye Guangrong thought for a while and said. After all, there is so much pork in my own family. When will I eat it? If I don’t finish it, the meat will go bad. It’s a shame. You have to know that the price of pork is still high.

　　 Especially now that the Chinese New Year is coming, the prices of vegetables have basically risen a little bit, especially pork and seafood, which have risen sharply than vegetables.

　　 cured meat is the most common type of cured meat. When it comes to cured meat, no one knows or knows. Its origin is the same as other curing methods in China, full of coincidences.

　　The clever Chinese ancestors, in the distant ancient times, in the era of food shortage, always thought of a variety of ways to preserve food, and created a variety of delicious foods that people now enjoy.

　　 It has a history of fragrant, crisp, refreshing and endless aftertaste for more than 300 years. As far back as the early Qing Dynasty, in the peaceful and prosperous times, people lived a prosperous life, and six animals were prosperous. At that time, pork was often surplus except for normal slaughter and sales.

By chance, a local villager spread the remaining pork with salt on the surface. The next day he hung the pork that had been marinated in salt with a rope. It was the winter solstice. It was snowing for several days and could not go out. They removed the marinated pork for cooking, only to find that it tasted different, salty and delicious.

Since then, the technology of salt-curing pork into cured meat has spread. With the continuous improvement of people, there are now more varieties of cured meat, including cured meat, sausage, cured dog, cured duck, cured chicken, cured egg, etc. Variety, the taste of bacon is more delicious.

The quality of 　　 waxed taste is closely related to the choice of seasons. Every year, it can only be produced in the autumn and winter between Hanlu Festival and Xiaohan Festival. The waxed flavor produced before or beyond this time will lose its unique flavor.

　　 "Okay, bacon is delicious. It used to be bought outside or given to us by people in the village. This year, our family makes bacon by ourselves. My husband's bacon is definitely the best."

　　 Liu Qingqing was very excited when he heard that his man said to make bacon.

　　 "Of course, your man is a master chef."

　　 Ye Guangrong said contentedly. Ye Yaorong was confident that the bacon he made would never taste worse than anyone else's bacon.

　　 "Husband, let's go home and make bacon."

　　 Liu Qingqing couldn’t wait to take her man’s hand and walked quickly towards her home. Liu Qingqing wanted to know how the delicious bacon was made.

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　　 "My husband, I will wash the pork."

　　 Liu Qingqing said excitedly as soon as he walked into his own kitchen.

　　 "The meat used for making bacon cannot be washed." Ye Yaorong hurriedly stopped Liu Qingqing who wanted to put the pork in the face plate to be washed.

　　 "Why? The pork is full of blood. It looks scary if you don't wash it." Liu Qingqing turned his head in confusion, looking at his man and asked.

　　 "The meat used to make bacon cannot be cleaned, but cleaning can easily breed bacteria and spoil the meat." Ye Yaorong explained.

　　 "Well, what can I do?"

　　 Liu Qingqing asked. Liu Qingqing is a little bit too busy now~www.wuxiaspot.com~ When he wants to make bacon with his own man, he can help him.

　　 "Just burn the fire." Ye Yaorong said after thinking about it.

"Ok."

　　 Liu Qingqing answered happily.

After arranging his woman’s life, Ye Yaorong took out all the meat in the bag, put the meat on the table, and quickly cut it into pieces with a knife. It was 20 cm long and two or three millimeters wide, almost one piece. It looks like half a catty.

　　 Soon, Ye Yaorong cut all the more than 20 catties of pork into forty-five pork strips. Each piece looked basically the same size and weighed almost half a catty.

　　 "Husband, can I make a fire?" Liu Qingqing asked when he saw his man cut the pork.

　　 "Okay, don't fire too much, otherwise the salt will be fried." Ye Yaorong confessed to Liu Qingqing.

　　 "I want to fry salt again!"

　　 Liu Qingqing looked at his man strangely and said. A few days ago, my own man also fried salt, but he made "salt tea" for curing diarrhea. I didn't expect to fried salt when making bacon.

　　 "Of course, when the salt is heated up and applied on the pork, it can penetrate into the pork faster and make the pork taste better." Ye Guangrong explained.

　　 Soon, the three sachets of table salt are all fried, and the temperature is about fifty degrees.

　　 Ye Guangrong quickly poured the fried salt onto the cut pork with a frying spatula, and repeatedly wiped the surface of the pork with the salt with his hands.

　　 After wiping, Ye Yaorong tied a rope on each pork strip, took a small bamboo stem, and hung the pork strips on it.

"Husband, is this all right?" Liu Qingqing asked curiously, standing on the side~www.wuxiaspot.com~Book friends are welcome to visit and read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~www. wuxiaspot.com~ For mobile phone users, please go to read.