The whole mountain is my hunting ground.

Chapter 812 Bigger and Stronger
The soup of the sheep's head, sheep's feet, lamb chops, and sheep scorpion before has been boiled to milky white.

The firewood in the stove was glowing, making the mutton soup in the cauldron bubbling.

Jin Xiaomei lifted the lid of the pot, and Wang Meilan came forward with the pot in hand, and sprinkled the deboned meat in the pot into the pot.

Zhao Ling stuffed a handful of firewood into the stove pit with both hands. The pine branches were all the thickness of a thumb, and they would ignite and crackle when exposed to fire.

Jin Xiaomei put the lid on the pot, and when she opened it less than a minute later, the milky white soup in the cauldron had boiled away.

The boiling water bubbles, and the bone meat floats; the boiling water bubbles explode, and the bone meat sinks again.

Wang Meilan took the basin containing the haggis again, poured it into the pot, and suppressed the boiling soup.

But soon the soup boiled again, and now only the blood of the sheep was left. Wang Meilan took a step inside, looked at the big clock hanging on the wall in the room, and muttered, "Why hasn't this come back yet?"

Jin Xiaomei knew that Wang Meilan was waiting for the coriander, so she hurriedly said, "Hurry up, let's put the soup into the bowl, they have also entered the house."

At this time, Xu Chunyan and Yang Yufeng walked to the door, and Xu Chunyan asked Wang Meilan, "Second Aunt, is it possible to afford a pot outside?"

"How many minutes?" Wang Meilan asked, and Yang Yufeng replied in the form of a rhetorical question: "Don't you say to pinch for 10 minutes?"

"Well, let's get up!" Wang Meilan waved her hand and said, "Our stuffing has a lot of meat (gāo) and a lot of (zhuàng) in the pot. It takes 10 minutes!"

"Sister-in-law!" Seeing that Yang Yufeng and Xu Chunyan were about to go out, Zhao Jun hurriedly said, "You two don't need to lift the curtain, I'll go with Xie Chen!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Jun called Zhang Yuanmin and said, "Brother, open the door for us later!"

Sheep soup is boiled in the house, and siu mai is steamed outside.

There was a fire in the stove pit, and steam was coming out of the cauldron, but after the pot was boiled, if you picked up the siu mai one by one into the basin, it would probably be cold before you finished picking it up.

So, I had to hold the curtain and go to the house.

No matter how big the cauldron is outside, the curtain inside the pot is almost as big.

The curtain was surrounded by Zhang Yuanmin's No. [-] wire. Although there are rings on both sides, the big curtain is quite heavy when there is a person hugging it, and there are siu mai on it.

Therefore, Zhao Jun didn't let the two sister-in-laws carry him.

After several people came out of the house, Yang Yufeng was holding a basin of cold water, and Xu Chunyan went to the pot first, quickly tore off the dishcloth surrounding the pot cover, and threw it into the basin.

Then, the moment Xu Chunyan lifted the lid of the pot, a ball of steam suddenly dispersed.

At this time, Zhang Yuanmin was lighting a flashlight not far away, but the moment the steam dissipated, Zhao Jun and the others were all blocked from seeing what was in the pot.

Xu Chunyan took the lid of the pot and flipped it to the left and right, the steam dissipated in all directions, and saw the open siu mai sitting on the corn leaves on the lid curtain.

These corn leaves are specially collected when the corn is harvested.As long as the few young leaves on the corn sticks are dried in the sun, ten sheets or ten bundles will be used as one-time drawer cloth when steaming dry food.

"I'm coming!" Jie Chen put on his gloves, grabbed the loops at both ends of the curtain, lifted the curtain containing the siu mai with both arms, turned around and walked quickly into the room.

When Xie Chen arrived at the door, Zhang Yuanmin opened the door to let Xie Chen in.

The next pot was set up in the same way, and Zhao Jun also entered the house with the second curtain of siu mai.

After closing the door, Zhang Yuanmin went to put out the fire in the stove, while Yang Yufeng and Xu Chunyan had to scoop out the water in the pot.

In this way, when there is no water in the big pot, the remaining water in the pot can be evaporated by the residual temperature of the stove fire, so as to prevent the big iron pot from rusting.

While the three of them were busy, Zhao Youcai and a group of four returned.

Today, Zhao Youcai didn't even have time to take care of the dog, so he entered the house with a lunch box, handed it to Wang Meilan, and said with a smile, "Don't you want coriander? I brought it back for you."

Wang Meilan glanced at Zhao Youcai, with so many people in the family, there was no way to argue with him.But when she opened the lunch box, Wang Meilan was taken aback.

"Hehe." Zhao Youcai pointed with a smile and said, "I'll let them clean it up. After washing, you can just chop it up."

"Xiaomei!" Wang Meilan handed the lunch box to Jin Xiaomei, and she went out to fish the mutton soup with a strainer.

Strainer pokes into the pot, scoops out the dried ones first, and then drops a large spoonful into the pot, including bone meat, haggis, and blood.

When the dry goods were almost finished, Wang Meilan took the water ladle from Zhao Ling and asked it to ladle the soup.

At this time, the milky white soup was poured into the basin, and it fell on the sheep. Only the sound of dua and dua was heard, and the unique aroma of mutton permeated every corner of Zhao Jun's house.

There are four big pots of mutton soup, two pots go to the East House, and two pots go to the West House.Yang Yufeng took over the work from Wang Meilan, cleaned the big pot in the house, and heated the oil in the pot, and fried the lamb head meat with green peppers.

The mutton head meat is full of gelatin. When the soup is fried, there is no need to thicken it, and the soup is already thick.

In the west room, Li Baoyu and Xie Chen each took a wine barrel and poured wine into the glasses in front of them.

Zhao Jun began to fill the mutton soup for everyone. He also filled the dry first. Seeing that the mutton, haggis, and sheep blood filled almost a bowl, he felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Slowly pour another spoonful of soup into the bowl, watching the milky white soup fill with mutton, haggis, and sheep blood and gradually disappear.

Zhao Jun picked up the bowl, brought it to Zhao Youcai, and then put it in Li Dayong's bowl.

Before serving the mutton soup, chopped scallions are placed at the bottom of each bowl, but coriander is placed later, and salt noodles and peppers are also adjusted according to one's own taste.

The scallions are home-grown. They are pulled out in October and dried in the sun to dry out the leaves and outer skin of the scallions, but the white and heart of the scallions inside are not affected.

In this way, the green onions are stored and can be eaten in the coming year.

The chopped scallion is cut from the white of the scallion and the heart of the scallion. The white of the scallion is white, and the heart of the scallion is yellowish white. It is spicy with a hint of sweetness, which can neutralize some of the mutton of the sheep, so that the mutton soup is more delicious.

There are mutton soup and wine glasses in front of the table, and everyone passes around plates containing salty noodles, chopped chili, and coriander segments, as well as bottles of vinegar.

Zhao Jun sprinkled a small spoonful of salt and chili into the mutton soup, and picked up a pinch of coriander with chopsticks, turned the chopsticks to mix well, brought the bowl to his mouth with his left hand, and pulled dry goods into his mouth with chopsticks in his right hand.

Mutton, haggis, and sheep blood almost filled his entire mouth. Zhao Jun puffed up his cheeks and chewed, his heart filled with satisfaction.

Haggis, liver, intestines, stomach, and lungs, plus mutton and sheep blood, seven kinds of sheep, each with a different taste.When chewing with a big mouth, the layers of taste are distinct.

Everyone ate the mutton soup with a sigh of relief. After filling their stomachs a little, Zhao Youcai toasted everyone to drink, while Zhao Jun and Li Ruhai picked up the siu mai.

Although it is stuffed like dumplings, siu mai is a fresh food for people in the forest area.

The specially made siu mai skin has a very special taste, and the stuffing inside is mutton and carrot.The meat is generous, dipped in aged vinegar, siu mai, garlic, and mutton soup, Zhao Jun couldn't help sighing: "This sheep, my mother killed it right."

Zhao Youcai gave Zhao Jun a sideways look, and he wanted to complain, but today this group of people came to his house for dinner, if Zhao Youcai complained that Wang Meilan killed the sheep, he would be suspected of being stingy.

So Zhao Youcai didn't say a word, thinking that he would have a chance to scold Wang Meilan tomorrow morning, how much money would he have to eat in such a way?

……

At this moment in the West Room, Mrs. Xie Sun was in a happy mood and had a big appetite, holding a bowl and sucking her mouth.

Seeing Mrs. Xie Sun put down the empty bowl, Wang Meilan casually picked up the soup spoon, dipped it into the basin, picked up a spoon full of dry ones, and said to Mrs. Xie Sun, "Come on, big sister!"

"Hey!" Mrs. Xie Sun held the bottom of the bowl with one hand and held the edge of the bowl with the other. After receiving Wang Meilan's kindness, she smiled and said to Wang Meilan: "Sister, your mutton soup is really delicious!"

"Haha..." Wang Meilan is not afraid that these people eat too much, on the contrary, for her, the more these relatives and friends eat and the more delicious they eat, the happier she will be.

"Come!" At this time, the old lady handed the plate containing the coriander to Mrs. Xie Sun, and said, "Put some coriander."

"Hey, auntie, I'll do it myself." Mrs. Xie Sun took the plate, put coriander into the bowl, and said to Wang Meilan: "That time when I was in town, my second uncle took me out of the restaurant, and I drank three bowls of lamb. Soup, it can’t match our bowl of benefits.”

"That's right!" Wang Meilan said with a smile, "It's better to tidy up our own house!"

……

Lamb soup and siu mai are really good!

Zhao Jun killed twelve siu mai and two bowls of mutton soup. Feeling full of stomach, he saw Jie Chen got up and went to the opposite room, so he followed.

Xie Chen was thinking about his mother.

When Xie Chen entered the east room, Mrs. Xie Sun was holding a bowl for soup.

"Big sister." Wang Meilan persuaded from the side: "The soup is left, don't drink it if it doesn't work."

By this time, Mrs. Xie Sun had eaten ten siu mai.And this mutton soup is also the third bowl of mutton soup.

As she herself said, the mutton soup of Zhao's family is different from the mutton soup outside.Seeing that Mrs. Xie Sun couldn't eat anymore and forced to eat the dry part of the bowl, Wang Meilan advised her not to eat the leftover soup.

"That won't work!" Mrs. Xie Sun refused, "The rest is Fu Gen'er, so can I throw (lēng) away?"

"Oh my god!" Seeing this, Jie Chen hurried over and said, "Fu Gen'er, give it to me."

Seeing that it was his old son, Xie Sun was not stingy.And Jie Chen didn't think his mother was too good, he took the bowl and drank the soup left in the bowl.

After finishing the mutton soup, Jie Chen put the bowl on the table, and immediately praised Wang Meilan: "Auntie, your mutton soup is really good."

"Hahaha..." Wang Meilan was so happy to be praised like this. When she laughed, she saw Zhao Jun coming in.

"Son!" Wang Meilan waved her hand at Zhao Jun and said, "Can you take care of the roe deer tomorrow?"

"Yes!" Zhao Jun nodded and said, "Mom, just wait? We'll be back at noon tomorrow, thinking of bringing us something to eat."

When Zhao Jun mentioned bringing the rice, he didn't mean bringing the rice to the mountain, but that Wang Meilan brought their share out when cooking at noon.

"Okay, I see." Wang Meilan responded, turned around to reconcile Sun with the old lady, and said, "Aunt Jiang, I will bring you lunch at noon tomorrow. It's ten o'clock in the morning, you and my eldest sister, you two Come here."

"Ah?" Hearing the words, Xie Chen asked Xie Sun in surprise, "Mom, are you really going?"

"Then are we just kidding around?" Xie Sun patted his hand on the table lightly, and said, "I'll stay with you Jiang Nai for two days, let's see who dares to mess with us!"

"Xie Xiaoer!" At this time, the old lady smiled and asked Xie Chen: "Are you coming? The west room of my house is empty. If you want to come, your mother and I will live there. If you don't come, I will stay with your mother." Just leave it in my house."

"Then I'll go..." Jie Chen didn't want to go, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Jiang Nai, we have caused you trouble..."

"What's the trouble?" Before Jie Chen finished speaking, the old lady interrupted: "You two come, my room can still be warm."

"I can't do it today, can I?" Zhao Jun didn't feel right, so he hurriedly stopped him and said, "Miss Jiang, your West House Kang is not burning, why don't you let Xie Chen go tomorrow?"

"That's fine." Hearing what Zhao Jun said, the old lady nodded and said, "Then today, Xie Niang, come with me first."

Speaking of this, the old lady looked at Jie Chen and said with a smile: "Xie Xiaoer, don't worry, it's fine for your mother to leave with me."

"Hehe." Jie Chen laughed dryly, he really wanted to tell the old lady, I'm not afraid that something will happen to my mother, but I'm afraid that something will happen to you.

"Brother!" Suddenly, Wang Tian called Zhao Jun and said, "Where's the kebab?"

When the little boy asked, the other children all looked at Zhao Jun.

"Tomorrow's!" Zhao Jun said, "Tomorrow night we will have a barbecue."

After talking to the children, Zhao Jun said to Wang Meilan: "Mom, my brother Zhang said so, we have the roe deer cut off the waist row on both sides and put on strings. The remaining roe deer will not be unloaded, so he will make a shelf to support it. Whole roast!"

As soon as Zhao Jun's words fell, Xie Chen continued to add: "It is said that it is Mengdong's way of eating."

Hearing what they said, Mrs. Xie Sun only felt that her eyes lit up.At this time, she finally knew why her old son didn't want to go home when he came. It was great to stay here, with food, drink, and fun all day long.

"It's okay!" Wang Meilan looked at the others and said, "Everyone will come over tomorrow afternoon."

Everyone agreed one after another, and Xu Chunyan asked Wang Meilan, "Second Aunt, do you have to order something?"

"That's fine, you can't just eat meat!" Wang Meilan said: "Our family has cabbage and potatoes, and there are mountain vegetables. We can make four or six vegetables, huh?"

Just as she was talking, Wang Meilan suddenly remembered something, and said: "Today our village chief put on a loudspeaker and shouted that it is going to snow, so we have to cool down if it doesn't snow?"

"Yeah!" The old lady pouted and nodded, "It's snowing late this year, and it's also late to be cold."

Hearing that the old lady agreed with her, Wang Meilan said: "It's snowing at this time, and there must be a big freeze. You all come here early tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Let's pick the beans. When it snows heavily, let's pull the beans." Yes, grind tofu and freeze it."

When Wang Meilan said this, the women responded one after another, and Zhao Jun couldn't help asking: "Oh my god, do you want to make tofu?"

Seeing that Wang Meilan was taken aback by his own question, Zhao Jun continued to ask: "So many people? It will take two more days?"

"There are so many families." Wang Meilan raised her hand and pointed forward, and said, "We are busy working together. This time we eat all winter, the family can't grind four or five boards?"

"Four or five boards?" Zhao Jun's voice changed, he frowned and looked at Wang Meilan, and said, "Can someone grind it for you?"

If the old lady is counted, there are six families, four or five boards of tofu, at least 24 boards.As for the tofu shop in Yong'an Tunna, the output in a week is only this. It would be strange if they could grind it for her.

"Old aunt!" At this moment, Yang Yufeng, who was about to evolve into Wang Meilan's little padded jacket, said, "Can we grind tofu ourselves? Is there a grinder at home?"

"Do you have a mill?" Wang Meilan asked in surprise.

"Ah!" Yang Yufeng nodded, and said, "Just buy the old Li's house. There is a mill in the corner (jiǎ) behind his house."

"Is there still a mill?" Wang Meilan was even more surprised, and asked again: "Isn't there just a stone mill or a stone trough that day?"

"Yeah!" Yang Yufeng said: "My Ling Dang's father said that it must have been left by the old Xue's family. Didn't Minister Li's father buy the old Xue's house before?"

"Crack!" Wang Meilan slapped her thigh and said joyfully, "Is this wrong?"

As she said that, Wang Meilan counted: "We have mills and mills. It is convenient for us to grind tofu and noodles."

"It's not that bad!" Jin Xiaomei said with a smile: "We make sticky bean buns, and we don't have to go out to grind the rice. This time we can save money!"

"After the snow falls, let's grind tofu first, and then make sticky bean buns!" Wang Meilan waved her hand and said, "Let my army catch two pigs, and let's make dumplings, all of which are made of meat!"

Zhao Jun: "..."

Well, it's a big deal!
(End of this chapter)