Da Song a knife

Chapter 8 May Not Believe
Zhang Sijiu looked at Xu with a serious face.

Mrs. Xu was taken aback by this gaze, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Sijiu cleared his throat: "Second Aunt might not believe it. In fact, I've heard people say that pig's feet and soybean soup can promote lactation."

She showed a warm smile: "If you have too much milk and can't eat it, it's okay to eat more little pumpkins, right?"

However, what she thought was "very persuasive and reliable face" fell on the face of a sallow and thin eight-year-old child, which was not convincing.There is only the strong expectation in a pair of big eyes, and the flattery revealed in that humble smile.

Xu's heart was sour, and she thought that the pig's feet would not taste good anyway, so she could make this if she wanted to eat it.So she nodded: "Okay, let's make pig's feet and soybean soup? How do you do it?"

Anyway, Mrs. Xu has never eaten soy bean soup with pig's feet.

The main pig's feet are unpalatable, and everyone doesn't eat them.

She asked Zhang Sijiu because she thought that Zhang Sijiu must have eaten somewhere.

Zhang Sijiu recalled the content of the "Great Communication with Family Members of Parturients" that he had heard in the ward, and said to himself: "Or else I'll come. Second Aunt is going to take a rest. You can eat in a while."

After walking such a long distance early in the morning, Xu's face is also tired visible to the naked eye.

Mrs. Xu was still suspicious, but Mrs. Yang said, "Let Jiuniang come. She's grown up too, and it's time to learn how to cook. Otherwise, if she gets married in the future, she won't be able to make people laugh at her?"

So Xu didn't insist anymore.

And Zhang Sijiu's scalp was numb when he heard this: Is it too early to think about this now?

She picked up the pig's foot: "I'll go wash it first."

Xiaosong and Xiaobai also wanted to follow, but Mrs. Yang didn't allow Xiaobai to go to the ditch, so they kept them both at home.

Zhang Sijiu went out with the pig's feet in his arms - now the water in the house depends entirely on well water, and it is impossible to use well water for washing vegetables.But here is a place rich in water resources, and the imperial court vigorously built canals and ditches, so there must be a small ditch passing by in front of and behind every house.

Not far away, there is a place where you can wash vegetables, do laundry, or... take a bath and wash your feet.

Yes, according to Zhang Sijiu's observation, this is a multi-functional washing point.From the vegetables eaten by people to the grass eaten by pigs, slaughtered chickens and ducks, and even fresh humans and livestock, they can all be thrown away for washing.

Zhang Sijiu resisted in his heart.

Then she hypnotized herself: This is an oversized faucet, this is an oversized faucet!The water from the faucet can be used for washing anything!
Thinking about it this way, she felt that she had reluctantly accepted this setting in her heart.It doesn't matter, the bigger the faucet, the stronger the water flow, and the easier it is to clean!

The two pig's feet are tied together with a straw rope, and the meaty part on the top has been chopped off, leaving only the palm-length pig's feet.

In modern times, such trotters are the most expensive.

But now... the meat is scarce and it stinks, no wonder people dislike it.

The pig is a black pig, and there are many black and rough hairs on the pig's feet.The place where the pig's trotters are forked has not been removed.Even the hoof shells are still there.

The faint smell is exuded, which makes it hard to believe that this is something that can be eaten.

As a medical student, no matter which major you are in, you must go through the process of anatomy class.Back then, in order to learn this subject well, Zhang Sijiu practiced it specially.

So now that he got such a primitive pig's trotter, he really wouldn't be blinded.

Fortunately, when the pig was slaughtered, the pig had already been scalded, so now the hoof shell can be pried off with a knife. After prying off the hoof shell, the tip of the pig's hoof is only left with a pink and tender appearance, which is much more comfortable to look at.

As for the hair—it would be a bit difficult to pull it out, so Zhang Sijiu didn't plan to pluck it now.Instead, wash and soak, remove the residual blood, and wash off the dirt.

Zhang Sijiu submerged the pig's trotters into the stream, and pushed the blood vessels with his fingers to squeeze out the remaining blood.

No matter how much he rubbed and pushed, no red blood came out again, so Zhang Sijiu stopped.

Then she scraped off the unclean dirt on the section little by little.

Under the handling of Zhang Sijiu's slender fingers, the pig's trotters gradually lost their dusty and stinky appearance, giving them a feeling of whiteness and tenderness.

Especially the truncated section of the pig's trotter, it is white and crystal clear without any blood.

Zhang Sijiu's fingers were already soaked white.

But looking at the pig's feet, she expressed her satisfaction.

Holding the half-finished pig's feet, Zhang Sijiu returned home.

The porridge is still boring, Yang is picking vegetables, and Xu is chopping pigweed.

Two little boys are playing takraw ball in the yard.

Zhang Sijiu went straight into the kitchen with the pig's feet in his hand.Then use the tongs to clamp the pig's trotters and send them directly into the stove.

This scene directly shocked the little head poking out of the door.

Xiaosong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his face full of anticipation: "Are you going to bake it?"

Xiaobai's control was a bit weak, his saliva was already dripping out, and his eyes were full of anticipation.

Then, a strange smell of burnt and barbecued meat directly interrupted their fantasy.

Zhang Si's expression remained unchanged: "I won't eat."

Zhang Sijiu had smelled this smell many times in the operating room.

Later, I was even able to be aroused by gluttons. After the operation, I went to eat barbecue with my colleagues.

Xiaosong rushed over excitedly: "Sister, it's burnt! The flesh is burnt!"

Zhang Sijiu looked at the heat, and turned it over evenly at this moment, so that every place was evenly burned by the fire.

She didn't take it out until the whole pig's trotter was pitch black.

Xiao Song almost cried: "It's burnt, I can't eat it!"

Zhang Sijiu looked at him, and the word "foodie" flashed in his mind instantly: "Don't worry. You can still eat."

Xiao Song was dubious, and the words "I'm young and you must be lying to me" were written all over Hanhan's face.

Xiaobai is young, but he is obviously more vigilant than Xiaosong, with a sullen face, he said seriously: "It's dark, don't eat, you have diarrhea."

Zhang Sijiu was almost amused.Squeezed Xiaobai's face: "Don't worry, little guy!"

Produced by Dr. Zhang, whether it is delicious or not is another story, but food safety is guaranteed!

After saying this, Zhang Sijiu cooked another pig's trotter in the same way.

Two charred pig's feet are freshly baked.

When Zhang Sijiu waited for it to cool down, he carried it to the small ditch again.

This time, the two little boys sneaked away from Mrs. Yang and followed her out secretly.

Zhang Sijiu saw them, but as long as they were not near the water, he didn't bother to bother with them.She concentrated on scraping off the scorched black marks on the pig's feet with a knife, so that the pig's feet showed the slightly yellowed pig skin again.

The pigskin has shrunk a little at this time, but there is no hair on it at all.

After scraping even the seams between his toes clean, Zhang Sijiu was satisfied with it.

Xiaosong Xiaobai squatted beside him, watching intently.

But the two of them obviously didn't understand what they were trying to do, and their small faces were filled with great doubts.

After Zhang Sijiu returned with the pig's feet, he took out the crock and cleaned it. Finally, he asked Mrs. Xu for two handfuls of soybeans, and asked Mrs. Xu to chop up the pig's feet.

In fact, she can also break the pig's feet into several pieces according to anatomical principles, but in that way, the bone marrow in the bones will not be easily boiled out.

After washing the soybeans and pig's knuckles with well water, Zhang Sijiu directly filled them into the bottom of the tank, washed and smashed a small piece of old ginger and threw them in, then added water to fill the tank up, and then put it directly into the small stove Go up, light the fire again, and start to boil.

After skimming the foam, boil the water, turn down the heat and simmer, and gradually the fragrance will come out.

Mrs. Xu sniffled, and took the lead in surprise: "It's really done?"

Zhang Sijiu explained: "I heard it from an old man passing by the river. He said that he was a cook when he was young."

Mrs. Xu nodded, not thinking too much about it at all: "Try it later, if it tastes good, I will send it to Li's daughter-in-law. Although she has little milk, if there is more milk in the future, we can take the little pumpkin there. .”

For Xu's cautious approach to life, Zhang Sijiu silently praised him: Learned.

However, this soup should be very suitable for Li's daughter-in-law.

Zhang Sijiu made a wish: I hope that Li's daughter-in-law's chest will turn into a fountain, so that she can't finish eating.

　You may not believe me, I went out this morning, and then I suffered from heat stroke, and I haven’t recovered from it until now... SO, I’m quietly laying out a new chapter, so no one will find out, right?

　　
　
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