good old days

Chapter 35 Making Soap

At noon the next day, Chen Xiuyun brought back the pig's pancreas from the town, which was left over from the pig that was slaughtered this morning.

Chen Xiuyun not only brought back pig pancreas, but also bought some pig offal. These things are cheap, but they are not so easy to clean up.

Xiao Hei was having fun in the yard, and Jiang Xinyu was processing pig pancreas in the house. This thing couldn't be left overnight, otherwise it would be useless to make soap.

Remove the fascia on the pancreas and the fat on the surface, then cut it into small pieces, then put it in a stone basin and pound it vigorously, then add the alkali noodles, or use plant ash if you don’t need the alkali noodles, and she grinds some white sugar powder to sprinkle go in.

Jiang Xinyu pounded and pounded the mixture vigorously, and after a while, it was replaced by Jiang Yuzhu who was watching curiously.

Chen Xiuyun was handling pigs in the yard, and at the same time guarding the door, lest others see what was going on inside the house.

The two sisters replaced each other, and the mixture was pounded into a thick paste. Jiang Xinyu felt that it was not ready, so she kept pounding it. It was not ready yet, and Chen Yi, who sent the mold, came.

The thing was made by himself, and this simple carpentry work was not difficult for him. He also carved the shape of a three-petal flower at the bottom of the mold.

Chen Yi didn't stay for long and left. Jiang Xinyu continued to beat and beat for more than ten minutes, stirred it with chopsticks, and stopped when she saw the strength. She took out a small piece from the basin and put it in the mold. Then press the porcelain firmly, and then flatten the other end with a small wooden board.

The molds Chen Yi sent were rectangular. There were five pieces in total, and one piece could cut out ten pieces. It would be convenient for her to cut it after it was formed, and there would be a three-petal flower at the same distance.

Jiang Xinyu's arms were tired from pounding, so she put the things up to dry in the shade when she was done, and she could take them out of the mold tomorrow and let them dry for about [-] days.

Chen Xiuyun saw that the soap that was removed from the mold the next day felt quite decent.

Jiang Xinyu begged her to bring back some pig soap every day, even if it was a pair of pig soap, it would be a good deal to give the butcher a penny.

She made up her mind to start this business. She had already thought about the price of a bar of soap, so she sold it for 37 cents, dried a pair of pig pancreas and cut it into 7.4 pieces. If they were all sold, they could sell for [-] yuan. Although white sugar is expensive, But the amount released each time is not much, which is quite profitable.

Chen Xiuyun didn't know if the soap made by her daughter was useful, but just looking at the model, it was not bad. Jiang Xinyu asked her to continue making pig pancakes, but she went anyway, and spent two cents to get back three sets of pig pancakes the next day son.

These days, a penny is money, and two cents is an extra income for a pig butcher, so he has no reason not to sell it.

Although Chen Xiuyun wrapped the pig panties, she was still quite eye-catching when she went to the town for several days. After these three sets of pig panties, Chen Xiuyun only had a day off.

The soap that Jiang Xinyu's house is drying has reached 90 yuan.

In a flash, it was the day when the pigs were killed in the village, and the atmosphere of the New Year was getting stronger and stronger.

The pigs raised in the brigade are collectively raised. Widow Wang raises the pigs well, and each pig weighs more than 200 catties.

But there are more than 200 people in the brigade, and even one family can't get much.

Before dawn, Jiang Xinyu was still lying on the bed when she heard the screams of pigs.Most people will get up early to watch this pig slaughter.

As long as Jiang Xinyu wakes up from sleep, it is not easy to fall asleep again, so she just gets up and goes to watch the excitement in the team that can be compared to watching a movie.

When she was brushing her teeth, she saw Chen Xiuyun come back with a bowl of pig's blood. It was cold and steaming, but it was very fresh.

The two girls wanted to go out to watch the fun, but Chen Xiuyun didn't stop them, and they had to wait a while to share the meat, and the pigs weren't killed quickly.

The liveliness in the countryside is really pitiful, half-grown children come to join in the fun of killing pigs before dawn, Jiang Xinyu thinks that watching pig killings is definitely a large part of the reason.

After today, there will be meat to eat at home.

Some people are reluctant to cut their meat once a year, either because they have no meat tickets or because they are unwilling.The pork distribution this time a year ago may be the only way for some people to get meat.

Those with a lot of labor in the family also got a lot of distribution, and the wife of the deputy captain received more than ten catties, which made other people envious.

The sky was completely bright, Jiang Yuzhu and Li Xiuhua were talking, Jiang Xinyu went home and asked Comrade Chen Xiuyun to come and pick up the pork.

When she returned to the courtyard, she saw Widow Wang in the courtyard. Of course, Jiang Xinyu didn't miss the straw bag of pig pancreas.

Widow Wang, as a young expert in raising pigs in the brigade, will be rewarded when dividing the meat, not to mention the pig pancreas that no one eats.Chen Yi talked to her, saying that Chen Xiuyun's family wanted to feed the dog, and Widow Wang remembered it.

When Chen Xiuyun was carrying the basin to pick up the meat, Jiang Xinyu poured hot water to scald the pig's food. When she carried the basin to the side of the pigsty, she found that the piglet didn't respond at all. The clear and stupid eyes looked dull. Jiang Xinyu remembered The screams of pigs before dawn made me a little sympathetic to this little piggy.Was this baby pig startled by the miserable voices of its kind?

The little piglet left his mother at a young age. Although he was in the same brigade, he never saw his mother again after leaving. There should be no mother of this pig among the pigs killed today. After all, sows are still very important.

Jiang Xinyu looked at the baby pig who was one size bigger than before, and said in a coaxing tone: "Eat well and grow up quickly." Then you can cook.

Xiao Hei is one who fights for food with pigs, he whimpers and wants to get into the pen to eat pig food, the baby pig probably feels the threat from Xiao Hei who snatches food, and finally eats food quickly.

When Jiang Xinyu was almost done cooking the sweet potato porridge, Chen Xiuyun came back with less than seven catties of meat.

Although Jiang Jianmin is gone, he still counts as a part of this year's pork brigade.Just now, when Chen Xiuyun was taking the pork, she had a bit of trouble with Mrs. Li.

Seeing that Chen Xiuyun's face was not good-looking, Jiang Xinyu asked what was wrong.

Chen Xiuyun sighed and said: "This year's meat is too thin, there is not much oil and water, and there is not much oil from training."

These days, everyone prefers to ask for fat meat, because there is oil and water!

But Jiang Xinyu was quite happy looking at the meat in the pot. There were four pieces of meat with belts of different sizes, except for one that looked particularly fat, and the rest looked really thin, but two of them were fat and thin pork belly. It looks like a good thief, and it is definitely delicious to make braised pork.

There was no fish or meat in the morning meal, but "fried" cabbage and sweet potato porridge.

After the mother and daughter finished eating, Jiang Xinyu began to process the pig pancreas, and Chen Xiuyun was about to start refining oil.

Today, every household has started to refine oil, and all the children are waiting in front of the stove to eat the fragrant and crispy lard residue.The smell of pork wafting from the village is delicious.

Jiang Xinyu also ate a lot of lard residue while working, not to mention, it was really delicious.

After she and Jiang Yuzhu finished their busy work alternately, 56 pig pancreas soaps were freshly baked again.

The soap in her mother's room and the 100-odd newspapers under the bed looked spectacular.

Jiang Xinyu was a little discouraged after calculating how much these more than 100 soaps could sell for.

(End of this chapter)