After the whole network was hacked, she traveled through the small fishing village of Datang

Chapter 30: Lard residue, fat and delicious

After the three people washed up, Su Qingqing said to Zhang, "I brought back a piece of meat. Let's fry the lard."

Mrs. Zhang was so surprised: "Sister Su, is she still hiding pork in the mountains?"

It is unheard of that meat can be hidden in the mountains from being eaten by wild animals.

"Well, I'm hiding in the cave." Su Qingqing didn't want to explain more.The more lies are told, the more loopholes there will be.

"Okay, then I'll help Sister Su light the fire." Mrs. Zhang turned around and went to the woodshed to prepare.

He helped Su Qingqing deal with the sika deer. She thought that Su Qingqing must not know how to do it. Miss Su even learned how to kill fish just two days ago.

This deer's skin only has tooth holes on its neck, but the rest is intact. After it's tanned, it might even fetch a good price at the market.

While He was dealing with it, he was calculating the score for Su Qingqing in his mind.

However, she didn't know how to tan deer skin, so she would leave some venison later, and asked her daughter-in-law to take Su Qingqing to take the deer skin to find the fourth uncle in the clan for help.

He is the best old hunter in the clan. Every winter, they have the most meat.And he was also very good at tanning animal skins.

Every family in the neighborhood would come to him to help tan the fur if they got a hare or something.

If the fur is sold directly without processing, it can only be sold at a Songcai price.But after tanning and selling it in the market, the price will be much better!

Here, Mrs. He was busy in the yard, Mrs. Zhang was busy in the woodshed, and Su Qingqing took out a piece of fresh pig suet of about ten pounds padded with a towel.

She had been worried that the plastic bag would be dissolved by the time and space door. She was worried that the raw meat would contaminate her air-dried beef and other good products, so she specially wrapped it in a large towel, and it came in handy in the end.

Seeing Su Qingqing take out a big piece of fat meat from the study room where she was staying temporarily, Zhang's eyes couldn't help but widen!

I'm afraid it's not ten pounds!
I have to say, her vision is quite accurate, it is indeed ten pounds.

The oil yield rate of lard is generally 5 to 6%, so the ten kilograms of lard that Su Qingqing brought over can produce about [-]-[-] kilograms of lard.

In fact, it is better to use the local black pork from Datang to fry lard. After all, black pig has more fat.

Moreover, the black pigs of the Tang Dynasty are authentic black pigs, and the foreign white-skinned pigs have not yet been introduced to China.Unlike the black pigs sold online in later generations, there are also many fake white-skinned pigs.

However, because Su Qingqing does not have a legal status in the Tang Dynasty, she will not go to the town to deal with people for the time being, so it does not matter whether it is a black pig or a white pig. Anyway, if it can make lard, it is a good pig!

In order to boil lard today, Su Qingqing had checked the information in modern times.

I feel like my eyes and brain are good, but whether I can use my hands still depends on the present day.

I saw that she first washed the pork suet on the stone slab in the yard, then cut it into pieces half the size of her little finger, then poured it into the pot and added a small amount of mountain spring - the water used for eating and drinking at home was produced by Zhang from the back mountain every day. Mountain spring water picked from a pool halfway up the mountain.

The last step is to keep turning the pieces of pork suet according to the heat until the oil is boiled out.

Whether the cooked lard residue is fragrant or not depends on people in modern times.But if you put it in the run-down countryside of the late Tang Dynasty where there was no oil or water at all, it would sound overbearing!

Half the village's sleepyheads were woken up!
The little baby Nuonuo, who was still sleeping, was suddenly awakened by the fragrance that hit her nose. She rubbed her eyes and went to the woodshed.

"Mother, mother, what are you doing that smells so good?" His stomach growled from the overbearing fragrance.

In fact, Mrs. Zhang was just like little Nuonuo, she just tried her best to endure it.Since the death of the man in the family, the family has been deteriorating. She can't remember the last time she ate meat!

Before Zhang could answer, Su Qingqing had already taken two out of the bowl with lard residue, brought them to the little guy's mouth and said, "Open your mouth, it's delicious."

Little Nono's eyes haven't fully opened yet, and his teeth haven't been cleaned yet, but that doesn't stop him from opening his millet teeth to eat lard residue!
"It's delicious, um, it's delicious! Aunt Qingqing is so nice!" The little guy's mouth was very sweet after he ate some.

"Take it and eat it!" Su Qingqing gave the half-filled bowl of lard residue to the little guy.

Mrs. Zhang saw it on the stove and hurriedly gave in: "They are all good things. Sister Su, you can keep them for yourself. Why do you give him so much?"

Su Qingqing liked little Nuonuo very much, and immediately said: "It's okay, I don't like eating lard residue, give it to him."

This is true, she can only eat one or two mouthfuls of lard residue at most, and she will get tired of it if she eats too much.

If peanuts, rapeseed oil, etc. were easy to squeeze, she would definitely get these!It's a pity that the process of squeezing those oils is too complicated and not as convenient as lard!

Moreover, the shuttle panel of the space-time door does not respond to oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar.

She couldn't just buy it ready-made from Hyundai, so she had to settle for the next best thing.

At this time, little Nono was eating lard residue with a satisfied look on his face.

He doesn’t even remember the smell of meat!I finally ate it today, and I’m so happy!
Little Nono is still young. The last time he ate meat was during the Lantern Festival last year. How could he still remember it?

Zhang's family cooked lard early in the morning, and the smell attracted all the neighbors.

Su Qingqing was not stingy and took out the lard residue directly.

To her, this thing was not precious, so she gave it to her without mercy.

But for people from a small fishing village in the late Tang Dynasty, she was too generous!
Lard residue is also meat!There are only a few households in the village where people can see meat!Even the larger fish are reluctant to be eaten by everyone, and they all eat small miscellaneous fish.

At this time, they were eating lard residue in their mouths, and everyone sighed that the hermit in the mountains was different from the savages.

It is difficult for the savages to even eat salt, and many of them are gray-headed.But the hermit is different. He is a wealthy landlord who has retired to the mountains and forests. He has never tasted any delicacies from the mountains and seas!

A hermit who doesn't want to leave the mountain and become an official is not a runaway who can't pay taxes. The difference between the two is huge!

Now everyone with the Tian surname in the village knows that Su Qingqing is Zhang's cousin, and she is also the lucky one who was adopted by an expert in the mountains since she was a child. She came down the mountain to seek relatives after her master passed away.

Everyone gathered around Zhang's house to eat some lard residue, and naturally saw the sika deer being treated by He.

They were all shocked when they learned that the crowing of cocks and the dancing of dogs in the village in the morning was because a clouded leopard brought prey to Su Qingqing in repayment!
I'm afraid this little lady Su is not a mountain elf!

When it comes to beasts repaying their favor, everyone only hears legends from their ancestors. How can you never encounter it in reality?
Once I think about it, I feel that Su Qingqing looks more and more like a fairy!

She is beautiful, can catch shrimps and fish in the sea, and can subdue wild beasts in the mountains!
A few mouthfuls of lard residue captured the hearts of people who eat melon.

After all the lard was pressed and the melon-eating crowd dispersed, Zhang and Su Qingqing changed places and began to prepare breakfast.

(End of this chapter)