I'm really just the village head

"Master, go pick some string beans and I will wash the bacon."

Yang Aiqun came out of the kitchen and entered the hall.

I opened the wooden cabinet that had been mottled with paint on one side, which contained a hundred catties of grains.

Plane the surface of the millet and turn out a piece of bacon wrapped in straw.

The oil has soaked the corn grass.

Even if it is wrapped with straw, the surface of the bacon is stained with a lot of corn.

The bacon is stored in the millet, which can absorb the moisture of the bacon to ensure that the bacon is dry and free from mold and insects.

The millet that has been invaded by the oil from the bacon is fed to the chickens and ducks, and the chickens and ducks lay their eggs for longer.

Whenever chickens and ducks do not lay eggs or cuddle, feed some oily grains, or they will lay eggs soon.

Even if the family lacks food, no one will be reluctant to bear this little food.

Eggs are the source of kerosene, salt, vinegar, etc. used for lighting at night.

Yang Aiqun opened the corn grass, took a kitchen knife in his right hand, and gestured at the end of the meat with two fingers in his left hand, thinking that there were too many people and there was too little meat, so he extended another finger and moved the kitchen knife back.

I was about to cut, but thinking that He Lishuang's future daughter-in-law could not leave the impression of a stingy mother-in-law, she gritted her teeth and moved a little bit back, without gestures with her fingers.

As a result, cutting a large piece of bacon in the palm of his chin was very distressing.

Yang Aiqun held the kitchen knife flat in his hand, put the bacon on the kitchen knife, and walked out of the hall.

Liu Chunlai, who was squatting on the dam, saw the small piece of bacon on the knife, and said, "Mom, there are many people, get more meat."

Bacon and dried kidney beans with rice.

Liu Chunlai has never eaten it himself, but bacon is delicious.

He is not from the southwest region, and he can hardly eat authentic Sichuan and Chongqing bacon.

In addition, in their time, various brick professors said that bacon contains nitrites, aspergillus flavus, etc., which are highly carcinogenic...

But those bricks called beasts have never thought that bacon has been eaten in China for at least a thousand years, and I haven't heard of how many people have gotten cancer after eating it.

It was not until later that Liu Chunlai's key employee from the southwest brought the bacon from his home in the mountains. After he invited Liu Chunlai to eat it, Liu Chunlai found out that he had missed such a delicious meal.

I have not eaten it a few times before I have come to this era. I don't know if this is the original world.

He doesn't know how delicious bacon, string beans and rice can be combined.

The bacon is delicious anyway.

"That's a lot! The threshing has to boil the meat, it won't work if there is no oil and water in the road construction in a few days!" Yang Aiqun was already in pain.

Liu Chun came to this prodigal son and wanted to eat more.

Not going to live anymore?

Liu Chunlai was reluctant to make excuses when he saw his old lady, and immediately retorted: "When the road is being built, the brigade is in charge of lunch, and it's threshing and cutting fresh meat!"

In this era, fresh meat is more popular than bacon.

You have to spend money to buy fresh meat, and bacon is cured by killing pigs before the Chinese New Year.

Because of poverty, many families are divided into pigs, and each family has few pieces of bacon.

I can't bear to eat it at ordinary time. Only during the holidays or when guests come to the house will cut a small piece. Meat is the second thing. Stir-fried vegetables with bacon in oil.

Even at these times, there are not a few pieces of meat in a dish.

Yang Aiqun looked at Liu Xue's room, and his voice became louder, "Spring is here, you can't eat poorly, you can't wear poorly, you can't count on being poor forever!"

I originally wanted to say this to my future daughter-in-law, but I don't know if I'm awake.

Liu Chunlai was speechless, so he didn't say a word.

"Squat well, put your hands hard, so soft that you haven't eaten?"

Seeing Liu Chunlai's weakness, Liu Jiuwa's voice became louder.

"Breakfast hasn't been cooked yet." Liu Chunlai rolled his eyes.

Liu Chunlai has never wanted to practice this stuff.

In what age, I still squat to practice boxing.

It is indeed a bit messy outside, but after the crackdown, it will be much better.

It will get better and better in the future. Thirty years later, although it will not reach the level of not closing the house at night and the road, at least the huge crime rate in China is quite low.

If you don't want to be abroad, the girls dare not go to the streets at night.

Yang Aiqun clamped both sides of the bacon with tongs, stuffed it into the stove hole, with the skin facing down, and placed it on the fire to burn the skin.

If you don’t burn it, it’s hard to cook and tastes bad. What's more, the hair may not be shaved when the pig was killed.

Until the bacon bends down at both ends, and the oil droplets keep coming out, Yang Aiqun picked the bacon out with a painful expression and threw it into the hot water in the pot.

"It's a pity that you can cook a pot of food with these oils."

Yang Aiqun complained in pain.

Use a kitchen knife to scrape off the surface of the burnt skin, and use a knife on both sides. The water in the pot will float with a layer of oil.

Yang Aiqun scooped out the meat washing water and poured it into the pig spool next to it, waiting to add more when feeding the pigs, the pigs will eat more happily.

Repeatedly washing with loofah flesh, the original black skin turned golden yellow, and the fat flesh on both sides was also slightly golden.

The washed bacon is cut into chopsticks thick strips, and then cut from the middle, with lean meat on one end and skin on the other.

After cutting, the earthen bowl where you usually eat is filled with a sharp bowl of meat.

Yang Aiqun looked at such a big bowl of meat, and even scolded himself as a prodigal mother-in-law.

Then ignite and boil water.

After the water is hot, wash the rice and put it in the pot. After the rice is put into the pot, stir it from time to time to prevent the rice from sticking into millet balls.

When the rice is about to turn into rice, clean the ceramic basin used for washing vegetables, and then put the black shau Kei, which has been woven with thin strips, on the basin.

When the rice had lost its hard core and was about to be cooked, Yang Aiqun used an aluminum scoop to scoop up rice and soup from the pot and pour it into Shao Kei.

The rice soup flows into the enamel basin below along the cracks in the shau Kei.

As the heat dissipated, the aroma of rice diffused.

Soon, Liu Fuwang picked a large pot of string beans and came back.

Yang Aiqun brought out the chicken left over last night, smelled it, no bad smell, poured it into the pot and boiled it with water.

When Liu Fuwang came back from picking a large pot of string beans, the old couple was busy cleaning the string beans together, and then Liu Fuwang left it alone.

Yang Aiqun only washed it once or twice before cutting the kidney beans into small sections and filling them in half a pot.

"Master, come and help me with the firewood!"

When Liu Chunlai heard this, he couldn't help but wonder, the old lady didn't call the fourth child to get up?

If it had been before, I would have started cursing early.

The sun still shows his face in the east.

Liu Fuwang sat down at the door of the stove uncomfortably, pulling the bellows while adding firewood to the stove, still holding a leaf smoke pole in his mouth.

The pot roasted, billowing green smoke.

Yang Aiqun brought the pointed bacon bowl and pushed it down with a spatula.

"Shit~"

Thick smoke came out of the pot.

After a few stir-frying, I found that there was very little meat, and I couldn't help adding some more to it. In the end, there was still a small bowl left.

Soon, the smell of bacon wafted outside.

When the bacon was out of oil, Yang Aiqun poured half a bowl of green beans into the pot and stir-fried with the bacon.

Then add some homemade bean paste and leave nothing.

Stir-fry evenly, gather the green beans on the bottom of the pot, use chopsticks to pour the drained rice in the shao Kei on one side, and spread the rice on the top of the green beans and bacon.

Yang Aiqun poured a small amount of water along the pot wall before closing the lid.

PS: Brothers, this is the favorite of gourd. It is absolutely delicious. If you are interested, you can try to make it yourself, but the bacon must be authentic. This is the season for eating string beans.