The soup with sheep head, sheep hooves, mutton chops and sheep scorpions has become milky white.

The firewood in the stove pit was glowing red, making the mutton soup in the big pot bubble.

Jin Xiaomei opened the lid of the pot, and Wang Meilan personally carried the basin forward and sprinkled the deboned meat in the basin into the pot.

Zhao Ling held a handful of firewood with both hands and stuffed it into the stove pit. The pine branches were all as thick as a thumb, and they ignited and crackled when exposed to fire.

Jin Xiaomei put the lid on the pot, and when she opened it again in less than a minute, the milky white soup in the big pot was already boiling.

When the boiling water bubbles, the bones and meat will float; when the boiling water bubbles explode, the bones and meat will sink again.

Wang Meilan took the basin of haggis, poured it into the pot, and suppressed the boiling soup.

But soon the soup began to boil again, and now only the sheep's blood was left. Wang Meilan took a step inside, glanced at the big clock hanging on the wall, and muttered: "Why haven't you come back yet?"

Jin Xiaomei knew that Wang Meilan was waiting for coriander, so she hurriedly said: "Come on, let's put the soup into the basin, they have also entered the house."

At this time, Xu Chunyan and Yang Yufeng walked to the door. Xu Chunyan asked Wang Meilan: "Second aunt, is there a need for cooking outside?"

"How many minutes will it take to pinch?" Wang Meilan asked, and Yang Yufeng replied in the form of a rhetorical question: "Didn't you say I would pinch for twenty minutes?"

"Well, let's get up!" Wang Meilan waved her hand outside and said: "We have a lot of stuffing (gāo) with meat, and there is a lot (zhuàng) in the pot, so it will take twenty minutes!"

"Sister-in-law!" Zhao Jun saw Yang Yufeng and Xu Chunyan were about to go out, and said quickly: "You two don't need to lift the curtain, I will go with Jie Chen!"

At this point, Zhao Jun also called to Zhang Yuanmin: "Brother, please open the door for us in a moment!"

Make mutton soup inside the house and steam shaomai outside.

There is a fire burning in the stove pit and the big pot is steaming. But after the pot is boiled, if you pick up the siomai one by one into the basin, it will probably get cold before you finish picking it up.

Therefore, I had to hold the curtain and go to the house.

The size of the big pot outside is almost the same as the size of the curtain inside the pot.

This curtain was surrounded by Zhang Yuanmin's No. 8 wire. Although there were rings on both sides for carrying it, the large curtain was quite heavy if it was held by one person and filled with Shaomai.

Therefore, Zhao Jun did not let his two sisters-in-law carry him.

When several people came out of the house, Yang Yufeng was carrying a basin of cold water. Xu Chunyan went to the pot first, quickly pulled off the rag surrounding the pot lid, and threw it into the basin.

Then, the moment Xu Chunyan opened the lid of the pot, a cloud of steam suddenly dispersed.

At this time, Zhang Yuanmin was holding a flashlight not far away, but the moment the steam dispersed, Zhao Jun and others were all blocked from sight and could no longer see what was in the pot.

Xu Chunyan held the lid of the pot and opened it on the left and right. The steam dissipated in all directions, and all she could see were the cooked rice sitting on the corn leaves on the lid.

These corn leaves are specially collected when corn is harvested. Only the few young leaves attached to the corn sticks are dried and put into a pile of ten or ten piles. They can be used as disposable when steaming dry food.

For drawer cloth.

"I'll do it!" Jie Chen put on his gloves, pulled the rings at both ends of the curtain, used his arms to lift the curtain containing Shaomai, turned around and ran quickly into the house.

When Jie Chen arrived at the door, Zhang Yuanmin opened the door and allowed Jie Chen to enter.

The next pot started in the same way, and Zhao Jun also entered the house carrying the second curtain of roasted wheat.

After closing the door, Zhang Yuanmin went over to put out the fire in the stove, while Yang Yufeng and Xu Chunyan had to scoop out the water in the pot.

In this way, when there is no water in the big pot, the residual heat of the stove fire can be used to evaporate the remaining water in the pot to prevent the big iron pot from rusting.

While the three of them were busy working, Zhao Youcai and four others came back.

Today, Zhao Youcai didn't even have time to take care of the dog. He carried the lunch box into the house, handed it to Wang Meilan, and said with a smile: "Don't you want coriander? I'll bring it back to you."

Wang Meilan glanced at Zhao Youcai. With so many people at home, she couldn't argue with him. But when she opened the lunch box, Wang Meilan was stunned.

"Haha." Zhao Youcai pointed with a smile and said, "I asked them to clean it up directly. After washing it, you can just chop it up."

"Xiaomei!" Wang Meilan casually handed the lunch box to Jin Xiaomei, and she took out the fish basket to scoop out the mutton soup.

He reached into the pot with a pair of sieves and fished out the dry ones first. A large spoonful dropped into the basin, and there were bones, mutton, offal, and sheep blood.

When the dry goods were almost harvested, Wang Meilan took the water ladle from Zhao Ling and asked it to ladle soup.

At this time, the milky white soup was poured into the basin and fell on the mutton products. The sound of dua, dua was heard, and the unique aroma of mutton filled every corner of Zhao Jun's house.

There were four large pots of mutton soup, two pots facing the east room and two pots facing the west room. Yang Yufeng took over the work from Wang Meilan, cleaned the big pot in the room, heated up the oil, and fried the mutton head meat with dried green peppers.

The mutton head meat is full of gelatin. When the soup is cooked, there is no need to thicken it, and the soup will be thick.

In the west room, Li Baoyu and Jie Chen each took a wine bucket and poured wine into the wine glasses in front of them.

Zhao Jun started to serve the mutton soup for everyone. He also served the dry soup first. Looking at the mutton, haggis, and sheep blood filling almost a bowl, he felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Add another spoonful of soup and slowly pour it into the bowl. Watch as the milky white soup fills the gaps between the mutton, haggis and mutton blood and gradually fills them up.

Zhao Jun picked up the bowl and brought it to Zhao Youcai, and then put it in Li Dayong's bowl.

Before serving the mutton soup, chopped green onion is placed at the bottom of each bowl, but the coriander is added later. The salt, noodles and chili are also adjusted by individuals according to their own taste.

The green onions are grown at home. They are pulled out in October and dried in the sun to dry the leaves and the outer skin, but not to affect the white color and core of the green onions inside.

In this way, you can store the onions so that you can eat them next year.

The green onions are cut from the white part of the green onion and the heart of the green onion. The white part of the green onion is white, while the heart of the green onion is yellow-white. It is pungent with a hint of sweetness, which can neutralize some of the mutton in the mutton, making the mutton soup more delicious.

Mutton soup and wine glasses were placed in front of the full table. Everyone passed around plates containing salty noodles, chopped chili peppers, coriander segments, and bottles of vinegar.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhao Jun used a small spoon to sprinkle a little salt and pepper into the mutton soup, then used chopsticks to stir a handful of coriander segments, stirred them with the chopsticks, and held the bowl with his left hand.

When he reached his mouth, he took the chopsticks with his right hand and put the food into his mouth.

Mutton, haggis, and sheep blood almost filled his entire mouth. Zhao Jun puffed out his cheeks and chewed, feeling satisfied filling his whole heart.

Haggis, liver, intestines, tripe, lungs, these plus mutton, sheep blood, seven kinds of sheep products, each one has a different taste. When chewing, the taste is clearly layered.

Everyone slurped down the mutton soup. After filling their stomachs, Zhao Youcai toasted everyone to drink, while Zhao Jun and Li Ruhai picked up the Shaomai.

Although it is stuffed like dumplings, siomai is a new food for people in forest areas.

The specially made siu mai skin has a very special texture. The stuffing inside is made of mutton and carrots. It is full of meat. It is dipped in old vinegar. After eating the siu mai, taking a bite of garlic, and then taking a sip of the mutton soup, Zhao Jun couldn't help but

She sighed: "My mother killed the right sheep."

Zhao Youcai glanced sideways at Zhao Jun. He wanted to complain, but today these people came to his house for dinner. If Zhao Youcai complained about Wang Meilan's killing of the sheep, he would be suspected of being stingy.

So Zhao Youcai didn't say anything, thinking that he would have a chance to scold Wang Meilan tomorrow morning. How much money would he have to eat after living like this?

…

At this time in the west room, Mrs. Xie Sun was in a happy mood and had a great appetite. She was holding a bowl and slurping in her mouth.

Seeing Mrs. Jie Sun put down the empty bowl, Wang Meilan picked up the spoon, dipped it into the basin, picked up a spoon full of dry food, and said to Mrs. Jie Sun, "Come on, eldest sister!"

"Hey!" Mrs. Jie Sun held the bottom of the bowl with one hand and the edge of the bowl with the other. After accepting Wang Meilan's kindness, she smiled and said to Wang Meilan: "Sister, your mutton soup is really delicious!"

"Haha..." Wang Meilan is not afraid of these people eating too much. On the contrary, for her, the more these relatives and friends eat and the more delicious the food, the happier she will be.

"Here!" At this time, the old lady handed the plate with the coriander segments to Mr. Xie Sun and said, "Put some coriander on it."

"Hey, Auntie, I'll do it myself." Mrs. Xie Sun took the plate, stirred coriander into the bowl, and said to Wang Meilan: "That time when I went to town, my second uncle took me to a restaurant, and I drank three bowls of mutton.

The soup is not as affordable as this bowl of soup."

"That's right!" Wang Meilan said with a smile: "It's better for us to organize our own home!"

…

Mutton soup and siu mai are really good!

Zhao Jun killed twelve shaomai and two bowls of mutton soup. He felt his stomach was full. When he saw Jie Chen getting up and going to the opposite room, he followed him.

Jie Chen is thinking about his mother.

When Jie Chen entered the east room, Mr. Jie Sun was holding a bowl of soup to drink.

"Sister." Wang Meilan advised from the side: "If you have that leftover soup, don't drink it if it doesn't work."

By this time, Mr. Xie Sun had already eaten ten Shao Mai. This mutton soup was also his third bowl of mutton soup.

As she said herself, the Zhao family's mutton soup was different from the mutton soup outside. Seeing that Ms. Xie Sun couldn't eat anymore and forced herself to eat the dry food in the bowl, Wang Meilan persuaded her not to take the leftovers.

Ordered soup.

"That won't work!" Xie Sun refused: "The rest is Fu Gen'er, can we throw it away?"

"Oh my god!" Seeing this, Jie Chen quickly came over and said, "Fugen'er, give it to me."

Seeing that it was his old son, Xie Sun didn't be stingy. And Xie Chen didn't mind his mother, so he took the bowl and drank the remaining soup.

After drinking the mutton soup, Jie Chen put the bowl on the table, and then praised Wang Meilan: "Auntie, your mutton soup is really good."

"Hahaha..." Wang Meilan was so happy to be praised like this. When she laughed, she saw Zhao Jun coming in.

"Son!" Wang Meilan waved to Zhao Jun and said, "Can you control the roe deer tomorrow?"

"Yes!" Zhao Jun nodded and said, "Mom, can you just wait? We will come back at noon tomorrow and want to bring us food."

What Zhao Jun said about bringing food was not that he brought the food to the mountain, but that Wang Meilan brought their portion out when she was cooking for lunch.

"Okay, I understand." Wang Meilan responded, turned back to the old lady and reconciled with Sun, and said: "Aunt Jiang, I will bring you food at noon tomorrow. Come ten o'clock in the morning, you and my eldest sister, you two

Just come here."
To be continued...