Forty has a hurdle

Chapter 75 Cooking
After the car stopped, Zhao Huan opened the car door and ran out, dancing and laughing while hugging his grandfather.

Although Jiangcheng is only tens of kilometers away from his hometown, and the drive only takes more than an hour, because Zhao Hongming and his wife are both at work, they seldom go back to their hometown.

After a year, I didn't see too many grandparents, so Zhao Huan seemed a little excited.

After all, it was the relatives who brought him up. Blood is thicker than water. This is always engraved in his bones.

"Dad, Mom, we're back."

Zhao Hongming and his wife also parked the car, stood in front of their parents, and shouted kindly.

"Hey! Hey! It's good to be back, let's go home quickly, it's windy outside." Zhao Yuancheng hugged his grandson, "Oh, why did Huanhuan grow so tall all of a sudden!"

The current Zhao Huan can be said to be the tallest one in the old Zhao family. At 1.7 meters [-], he is more than a head taller than other people.

"Huanhuan, hurry up, come and get something!"

After greeting his parents, Zhao Hongming walked to the back of the car and began to carry things from the trunk.

There are seven or eight bags of milk, sesame paste, biscuits and two bottles of good wine.

"Hehe, Hong Ming, you bring so many things every time you come, we can't finish them!"

Zhao Hongming's mother, Li Lifen, saw her son take out so many things and said she couldn't finish them, but she couldn't hide the joy on her face.

"It's just a new year. I'm busy with work this year, and I haven't been able to go home to spend more time with your elders. What's the matter with buying more things?" Zhao Hongming said as he handed the milk to his mother.

"Hey, what happened to my dad's hand?"

Zhao Hongming said this to his mother, and looked at his father, but his eyes were slightly fixed, and he walked over immediately, looking at his father's hands.

I saw that the back of Zhao Yuancheng's left hand tucked inside his sleeve was wrapped in a thick layer of gauze.

"Oh, it's not like your dad bought some meat yesterday and said it was for you to pickle the bacon. While hanging the bacon, the wire for hanging the meat broke, and the hook caught on your dad's hand. It's like this."

Li Lifen tugged at his wife and said with a smile.

"Is the injury serious? Did you go to the hospital to see if you had tetanus?"

Hearing that his father's hand was hurt by hanging his own flesh, a trace of guilt flashed in Zhao Hongming's eyes.

He likes to eat the bacon cured by his father the most. Every Spring Festival, his father always buys several good pork belly to marinate the bacon.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a small injury, there's no need to go to the hospital, I've already gone to the village doctor for anti-inflammatory injections, and he also bandaged the wound for me."

Zhao Yuancheng glared at his wife, raised his left hand, shook it, and said nonchalantly.

I have been a cook for so many years, and I have never been injured because of cooking. This time I just hung a piece of bacon, but I hurt myself, which made Zhao Yuancheng a little annoyed.

Zhao Hongming was worried, and persuaded his father to go to the town to have a look, but Zhao Yuancheng refused to go.

In desperation, Zhao Hongming had no choice but to let him go, but he still told his father to go to the village doctor for a dozen anti-inflammatory injections every day to avoid infection.

The old Zhao's house is a typical rural courtyard, but the yard is not big, so the car cannot drive into the house.

As soon as he entered, Zhao Hongming was amazed by the small flower garden in the yard.

In a small flower garden, a water basin was poured with cement in the middle. In the water basin, there was a water stone about [-] to [-] meters high. On the surface of the water stone, Adiantum (commonly known as bristle grass) ).

Around the water basin, dozens of chrysanthemums were planted round and round, but unfortunately the flowering period has passed, leaving only some flowers that have not completely decayed.

On the outermost flower garden fence, there are pots of succulents.

Because of better management, all the succulents are densely developed and hang long on the ground outside the flower garden.

"Not bad! Dad, did you do it?" Zhao Hongming looked at his father.

"Hehe, it's your dad who made it. Now that he's old and doesn't cook for others, he started making these things. Don't mention it, those chrysanthemums are really beautiful when they bloom!"

Before Zhao Yuancheng had time to speak, his wife on the side had already answered first.

Listening to his wife's words, Zhao Yuancheng's face was slightly smug.

Sure enough, when both Zhao Hongming and Qin Yali started to praise this small flower garden, his complacent expression became even stronger.

"Huanhuan, if you want to sleep, go inside.

Hong Ming, today's New Year's Eve dinner, you have to get started, your father's hands are like this, you can't do it. "

Li Lifen sent her grandson into the house, and stood at the door of the kitchen and shouted at her son.

"That's necessary! You don't know, I cook, and I like it the most."

Naturally, Zhao Hongming would not refuse his mother's request.

It's only before eight o'clock in the morning, but today's dishes have already been prepared at home, so there is no need for Zhao Hongming to go to the market to buy vegetables.

He decided to kill the chicken first, and after the chicken was cooked, he could use the chicken soup to make mixed vegetables.

My father now likes to plant flowers and grass, while my mother raises a few chickens.

Right now, the rooster brought by his mother has been raised for two years. Zhao Hongming picked it up and it weighed five or six kilograms.

That's it, Zhao Hongming couldn't help his eyes light up when he saw the chicken.

The chickens raised at home are only fed corn, and other things are not adulterated, and they taste delicious.

Take the pot and boil the water. The water does not have to be boiled, but it must be hot, otherwise the chicken feathers will not be cleaned up later.

Ten minutes later, the water was ready, and Zhao Hongming was ready to kill the chicken.

Zhao Huan, who was not sleeping, was called by him to grab the chicken feet.

Zhao Hongming first grasped the two wing roots to control the whole chicken, and then grabbed the chicken head from behind with his other hand, and twisted it in the opposite direction to clamp it between the two wings, exposing the neck.

Pull off the feathers on the neck to expose the skin, touch the trachea with your hands, pull down the chicken skin on the trachea, and pinch it with your hands to make the trachea protrude.

Cut the trachea of ​​the chicken with a knife, pay attention to the strength of the knife, neither too shallow nor too deep.

If it's too shallow, the chicken blood won't come out, if it's too deep, I'm afraid the whole chicken's neck will be broken.
When bleeding, grasp the head and wing root with one hand, and the foot with the other hand, and turn it upside down until the chicken blood stops flowing.

If you eat cold chicken blood, you can prepare a small bowl in advance, put a little water and salt in the small bowl, and then put the blood in the small bowl, probably a small bowl is enough.

After putting the chicken blood into the bowl, stir gently and let it solidify naturally.

Then cut it into pieces with a knife, add onion, ginger, garlic, soy sauce, vinegar, coriander and other condiments, pay attention to put more garlic, it can get rid of the smell of chicken blood.

Stir until the seasoning and chicken blood are evenly mixed, then serve.

Although Zhao Hongming likes to eat cold chicken blood, other people in the family don't eat it, so he can only throw away the blood of this chicken.

The rooster was completely dead after bleeding.

Find a large pot, put the chicken in the pot, pour the hot water in the pot, hold the chicken feet in one hand, and completely immerse the whole chicken in the water for scalding.

Blanch for 2 to [-] minutes, then put the chicken feet into the hot water.

In the process of scalding and fading, be sure to remember to scald while fading, otherwise the hot water will scald the chicken skin off.

After one or two minutes, remove the dead skin on the chicken feet first, and then remove the horniness on the chicken beak, as well as the corns and ears. These places should be cleaned first, otherwise it will not be easy to clean after it is cold.

Next is the feathers on the chicken wings and chicken breasts. If the feathers on the chicken wings can’t come off at once, it means that the water temperature is not enough. You can pour hot water and re-scald.

Since he was a child, Zhao Hongming followed Zhao Yuancheng from village to village cooking, and he was able to handle such a simple job as killing chickens.

From killing the chicken to plucking the feathers, and then removing the viscera, putting the chicken into the pot and starting to cook the chicken, the total time Zhao Hongming spent was only ten to twenty minutes.

"Okay, let's start preparing the dishes for this morning."

It was still early, after putting the chicken into the pot, Zhao Hongming began to prepare the dishes to eat this morning.

Looking at the dishes prepared at home, he planned to eat five dishes this morning.

Shredded cabbage, steamed ham sausage, fried bacon with garlic sprouts, fried chicken offal with garlic sprouts, and a steamed pumpkin.

At this time, Qin Yali also came to help.

As a child who also came from the countryside, Qin Yali is also very good at washing and cooking vegetables.

It's just that Zhao Hongming likes to cook at home, but she has become unfamiliar with her business.

(End of this chapter)