Return to the countryside to engage in industry

Chapter 212
Yang Zhenyu put on the chef's uniform as usual and faced the two live broadcast mobile phones. Behind him was a bamboo pole full of sausages. On the table were kitchen utensils and simple condiments, as well as bacon, sausages and preserved pig's feet for today's cooking.

It's been a while since the live broadcast, so Yang Zhenyu got acquainted with the live broadcast twice, faced the camera, and nodded to Wang Chunyan.

Wang Chunyan opened the live broadcast room.

The fan base shares the live link.

Spectators came in one after another.

Yang Zhenyu smiled and said: "Long time no see, brothers, it's the end of the year, let me share with you some home-cooked dishes for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Stewed pork trotters, stir-fried pork belly with garlic sprouts and Chinese sausage. "

"Is this the Chinese New Year? It's so rich!"

"It's all bacon. I really like bacon."

"It's coming, it's finally starting to cook food."

"Wow, there are a lot of sausages in the back."

Yang Zhenyu has already put the cured pig's trotters into the pot, "Today we choose a slow-cooked casserole, you can use a pressure cooker at home, it is also soft and delicious.

For stewed pork trotters, I usually only put ginger and garlic in the stew, and then add some winter bamboo shoots as side dishes.

The recipe of this dish is very simple. I believe that many food lovers in the live broadcast room will make it. If you want to drink soup, you can add some Chinese herbal medicines such as wolfberry, jujube, and Chuanqiong.

For a rural child like me, I still like to eat meat. "

"Who doesn't know how to stew meat? The key is that there is no meat."

"Anchor, why don't you share some of your bacon with me?"

"Whoever sees it has a share!"

Yang Zhenyu smiled and said, "What I'm stewing now is the cured pig's trotters that were smoked last year, and this year's ones are still hanging on the beams, but there are not so many. You all want them, what should I do?"

Yang Zhenyu tried to guide netizens to take the initiative to buy.

A few greedy netizens couldn't help but look at the smoke coming out of the casserole.

"Anchor, do you sell bacon?"

"Don't ink, just go to the link."

At this time, the total number of people in the two live broadcast rooms has exceeded 300 people.

The number of likes and popularity is also gradually rising.

Holding the cooked sausage in his hand, Yang Zhenyu said with a smile, "There are many ways to eat sausage, and I like the simplest way to eat it. After cooking, slice it and eat it directly."

Skillful with the knife, cut the sausage slices and put them on the plate.

Yang Zhenyu picked up the plate and showed it to the audience in the live broadcast room, picked up a piece of chopsticks and fed it to his mouth, chewed and enjoyed it, "No one will refuse such a delicacy."

"Damn, grab the bamboo shoots!"

"The bamboo shoots on the mountain are all gone."

"He~tui~, let you eat alone."

"Mom, help me, I want to eat sausage."

"Anchor, are there any sausages for sale?"

Yang Zhenyu continued to whet his appetite, shook his head and smiled, "Sorry, I really don't have any for now."

"You think I'm blind? There are so many hanging behind."

"Xiao Yang, since I support you so much, can you share a few catties with Auntie?"

"The sausage in the back is mine, so don't grab it from me."

Yang Zhenyu looked back and said, "The villagers irrigated it themselves, and it hasn't been smoked yet, so they probably won't be sold."

"Ask for me, Xiao Yang."

Yang Zhenyu showed a satisfied smile and walked towards Yang Caixia who was filling the sausage. Wang Chunyan and Yang Zhenyu each took a live broadcast mobile phone to film the sausage making process.

Yang Zhenyu smiled and asked, "Grandmother, why don't you use a machine to irrigate?"

Yang Caixia used her intestines to cover the mouth of the drink bottle, and held the chopsticks in the other hand. While filling the intestines with meat, she used the chopsticks to grab the inside of the intestines, so that the poured meat was evenly filled into the intestines.

Yang Caixia replied: "I've been pouring water for decades, and it's easy to do. You need to charge money for machine irrigation on the street.

I feel that pouring by hand is more delicious than machine filling. "

The old man doesn't know the reason, anyway, he feels that the sausage poured by hand is more comfortable to eat.

"The old man's method is too fast."

"There should be very few people still stuffing sausages by hand."

"Yes, all of them are machine-filled, and they can be eaten after a day or two of smoking."

"The sausages stuffed in the city have no soul, so it's better to be stuffed like this by the old lady."

Yang Zhenyu said: "Grandmother, is it troublesome to stuff sausages?"

The questions he asked were all very simple questions, which not only allowed netizens to understand the production process of sausages, but also allowed Yang Caixia to answer them easily, so that there seemed to be no so-called performance traces, it was very natural and life-like.

Yang Caixia said: "It's not troublesome when feeding, the most troublesome thing is washing the intestines, you have to wash them over and over again, if you can't wash them clean, the smell makes you want to vomit.

I washed it with vinegar to remove the smell and firm the intestines. "

Yang Zhenyu then asked: "Are all these meats killed by the pigs I raised?"

Yang Caixia nodded and pointed to the pigpen, "There are still two pigs in the pen."

Yang Zhenyu and Wang Chunyan moved to the side of the pigsty to shoot, and the two big fat pigs looked at the camera in bewilderment.

"Brothers, these two pigs are raised by my mother-in-law's family. This year, there are many people raising pigs in the village, and there are also many people who smoke bacon." Yang Zhenyu said, "Smoking bacon in rural areas is different from that in cities. The process of marinating and smoking is at least It takes half a month, so even if you want to sell, you may not receive the goods immediately."

"I want to buy a pig directly, let the villagers kill it for me, smoke it for me, and I'll pay them, okay?"

"That's a good idea."

"Xiao Yang, I don't want a pig, but I have to prepare meat for the Chinese New Year, at least two pork legs, can you ask for me?"

"I just want to buy some sausages, I'm so hungry."

After half an hour of live broadcast, the number of people in the two live broadcast rooms has almost exceeded a thousand.

Yang Zhenyu and Wang Chunyan walked into the kitchen of Yang Caixia's home with their live broadcast mobile phones, ready to whet the appetite of netizens again.

Yang Caixia's wife sat in front of the stove and lit the fire, and the smoke rose from the stove.

On the top are the ribs and trotters that have just been hung.

"Master, how about warming up?" Yang Zhenyu asked kindly.

"Hey, come and sit!"

The old man moved his buttocks to make room for him.

Yang Zhenyu sat down next to each other, looked at the firewood next to him, "Master, did you burn the pines and cypresses?"

Holding the tongs in his hand, the old man pointed to the bacon hanging on it and said, "Songbaiqiu (smoked) bacon is fragrant, shiny, and looks comfortable."

The old man’s words are true. People in the countryside like to use pine and cypress branches to smoke bacon.

Yang Zhenyu also took a look. In addition to the pine and cypress branches, there were also orange leaves, orange peels, peanut shells, etc. piled up next to the earthen stove.

There are many knowledgeable netizens in the live broadcast room.

"These firewood-smoked bacon is the best."

"When I was young, I went to the mountains to cut pines and cypresses and smoked bacon. It tastes great."

"If this is smoked for ten days, it will definitely be good bacon."

"Xiao Yang, I beg you to ask for me, do the villagers sell it?"

"The anchor is angry after watching the barrage!"

"This is a profitable business, anchor, you can talk to the villagers, isn't it more profitable than selling woolen pigs?"

Netizens gave Yang Zhenyu advice one by one, teaching him how to earn this money.

Yang Zhenyu was also very cooperative, looking at the barrage, "Well, now there are more than 1000 people in the two live broadcast rooms, and those who want bacon and sausages will be deducted 1. I will check the number of people. If there are more people, I will go and talk to the villagers. .”

(End of this chapter)