"Father, what kind of meat is this?"
"Pork." Zhao Zheng said.
Yang Zhaodi's expression changed. "Father-in-law, this pork is very smelly. No one wants to eat it."
In Dakang, pork is a cheap meat that even the poor don't like to eat, and few people raise it.
Zhao Zhengdao said, "This pork has been fanned, so it's not smelly. Put this Chinese medicine bag in while stewing it."
In Dakang, spices were something only the rich and powerful could afford. Poor people thought pork was unpalatable, not only because the meat was smelly, but also because it lacked seasoning.
He prepared the seasoning from the mall and wrapped it in gauze. This recipe is even delicious when used to stew shoe soles.
"oh!"
Yang Zhaodi nodded. Although she still didn't believe it, since her father-in-law said so, she just had to do it.
Zhang Xiao'e was lighting a fire and took a look at the firewood. "Father-in-law, we don't have much firewood left at home."
Zhao Zheng took a look and found that there was indeed not much left, only enough for one night at most.
The main reason is that the kang consumes too much firewood.
"I'll go chop wood tomorrow."
Zhao Zheng thought for a moment and said, "Let's cook more for breakfast in the future and prepare lunch and dinner together. If we cook too frequently, it will easily attract the attention of the villagers, and it will be troublesome if they are targeted."
If the Wang family can come to the Zhao family for some rotten persimmons today, then tomorrow, other people will also cause trouble for the Zhao family for a bite to eat.
When it comes to the issue of "poverty", the villagers should at least be made to believe that the Zhao family is just as "poor as a rock" as they are.
Both women nodded, and today's events made them wary.
If you have any good things in the future, you must never let outsiders know about it.
Soon, the aroma of the stew in the clay pot came out.
The smell of spices mixed with meat made Zhang Xiaoe wipe the saliva from the corner of her mouth, "It smells so good, there's really no meat smell at all."
Unlike weasel meat, pork contains a lot of fat and is a mixture of fat and lean meat.
If you take a bite of this, wouldn't it be delicious?
Zhao Zheng was also greedy. After a few days of overeating, he felt that this body would not suffer from indigestion if it ate some stewed meat.
I opened the lid and took a look, and the aroma hit my nose.
He poked it with chopsticks and said, "It's rotten, take it out of the pot."
The stewed meat is soft and tender, with alternating fat and lean meat. It makes a bouncy sound when it falls into the plate, and is incredibly chewy.
The oily soup poured on the meat is like the most delicious food in the world.
"Let's eat."
Following Zhao Zheng's words, the three of them got on the kang.
Zhang Xiao'e once again gave Zhao Zhengsheng a full bowl of white rice.
Zhao Zheng picked up the spoon and first scooped a spoonful of soup and poured it on the rice soup.
The crystal clear rice is wrapped in the soup, presenting an attractive color.
The unique aroma of stewed meat tickled Zhao Zheng's sense of smell every moment.
Stir the rice, pick up two pieces of stewed meat, and then take out the quail eggs that had been put in the stewed meat earlier.
A perfect bowl of stewed meat and rice appeared in the sight of the two women.
Take a bite.
A look of satisfaction appeared on Zhao Zheng's face.
This was definitely the most satisfying meal he had ever had since traveling through time.
"tasty!"
He let out a long sigh, this is what life is all about.
Looking at the two women, he couldn't help but urge them, "Don't just watch me eat, pick up your chopsticks too. Eat the way I do, it's guaranteed to be delicious!"
The two girls followed suit and made themselves a bowl of stewed meat rice.
As soon as she took a bite, Yang Zhaodi's eyes lit up. The taste of fat and lean meat blooming in her mouth was definitely the most delicious meal she had ever had in her life.
She couldn't help but sigh, "It's delicious, so delicious. I didn't expect that fanned pork would be so delicious."
Zhang Xiaoe ate so much that she cried.
"Woo woo~ If it weren't for my father-in-law, I would never be able to eat such delicious meat in my life!"
Zhao Zheng laughed, "Silly girl, this is nothing. There will be better food in the future. This is just an entry-level delicacy."
Zhang Xiao'e was so shocked she was speechless. "Such delicious food is actually just an entry-level delicacy?"
Zhao Zheng nodded and thought to himself, if I make braised pork, Dongpo pork, or pagoda pork in the future, the girl will probably swallow her tongue.
Seeing that the two women only dared to take small pieces of meat, Zhao Zheng directly took two large pieces of meat and put them into their bowls, saying, "Eat as much as you can. It won't taste good if it gets cold."
"Father-in-law, have some too." Yang Zhaodi also picked up a piece of meat for Zhao Zheng.
A feeling of happiness flowed in Zhao Zheng's heart. This is home!
Soon, the three of them finished all the rice.
Zhang Xiao'e's belly was so bloated that she said in distress, "If I keep eating like this, I'm going to become a big fat girl!"
Yang Zhaodi also nodded in agreement, "Eating meat and eggs every day, even landlords and rich people can't live as well as we do!"
Zhao Zheng picked up a bamboo stick to pick his teeth, feeling a sense of accomplishment. He then took out a few persimmons from the bamboo basket and gave them to the two women as dessert after dinner. Then he lay down on the bed contentedly, crossed his legs and hummed a song he had heard in his previous life.
After cleaning up the dishes.
Yang Zhaodi sewed cotton cloth into the mattress. Zhao Zheng asked her to sew it during the day, but she disagreed, so he had no choice but to let her do it.
Zhang Xiao'e took the piece of linen in her hand and prepared to sew a pillow for Zhao Zheng.
The two girls were talking and laughing, but at this moment, Zheng Chunmei arrived as expected and the laughter stopped abruptly.
"Uncle Zhao, I'm here again."
As soon as she entered the door, Zheng Chunmei smelled the lingering fragrance in the air.
"Is this...meaty?"
Zheng Chunmei was shocked. She walked to the earthen kang, but did not find the rice crust she had been longing for. While she was anxious, she saw a plate.
The fragrance comes from the food on this plate.
That's... aspic!
Zhao Laosan's family actually ate meat secretly!
How is this possible? !
She asked calmly, "Is Uncle Zhao's family having meat tonight?"
"No." Zhao Zheng said.
"Is that meat jelly on the plate?" Zheng Chunmei's eyes flashed with desire as she whispered, "If I'm satisfied with the massage tonight, can Uncle Zhao give me the meat jelly?"
Zhao Zheng neither agreed nor refused, "Let's talk about it later."
Zheng Chunmei was delighted. As long as she didn't refuse, there was hope.
Zhang Xiao'e was so angry. This widow Zheng was so shameless.
Just as she was about to speak, Yang Zhaodi stopped her and said in a low voice, "Don't say a word. There must be a reason why your father-in-law did this."
Given my father-in-law's low-key personality, how could he put jelly on the table?
If you think about it for a moment, you'll know there must be other meanings.
Zhang Xiao'e pouted and said nothing.
She felt that Zheng Chunmei was not a good woman. Not only was she unfaithful to her husband, but she also came to her house every day to eat and drink for free.
No matter how she thought about it, she felt uncomfortable.
"Zhao Di, I washed my feet before I came here." Zheng Chunmei said as she climbed up to the bed. Seeing Yang Zhao Di and the other two sewing something, she felt extremely envious.
It seems that Zhao Laosan really exchanged persimmons for a lot of good things. No wonder the Wang family was jealous and made trouble.
Thinking of this, she crawled to Zhao Zheng's side, knelt down and said, "Uncle, where do you want to press today?"
"I'm tired from walking today, let me massage my legs!" Zhao Zheng didn't lie down, he just lay straight.
Zheng Chunmei was a little uncomfortable, but she didn't say anything. Her mind was now full of the jelly at the bottom of the plate.
She even thought to herself that it would be great if she could ask Mr. Zhao for a piece of cloth.
She started pressing it, and Zhao Zheng hummed in comfort.
Zheng Chunmei didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but with her back to him, from his angle, she appeared in a perfect peach shape.
Suddenly, a heat rose in my lower abdomen, and I felt it immediately!