In the past, when Zhao Jun would go home with three or four wild boars, two or three roe deer, and one or two bears every day, Wang Meilan would never worry about the lack of meat dishes.

But in the past two days, Wang Meilan became anxious because there was no meat at home.

It would be okay if there were only four or five people eating, but his house was like a small cafeteria, with about twenty people, men, women and children serving all vegetarian dishes every night.

When she thought of this, Wang Meilan couldn't help but complain about Zhao Youcai in her heart.

If Zhao Youcai hadn't pretended to be generous and asked Wang Meilan to bring things to Tao Dabao and Li Laowu, Wang Meilan wouldn't have divided the donkey meat, beef, and horse meat at home. Those two sacks of meat were enough for the family for a few days.

Everyone advised Wang Meilan to eat whatever she had. But it was easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it was difficult to go from luxury to frugality. These people were all carnivorous.

So in the past few days, whenever there is a gathering, Zhao Ling and Xu Chunyan rush to the gathering.

Xu Chunyan bought twenty kilograms of beef the day before yesterday, and today Zhao Ling and the others were supposed to go to the market, but Wang Meilan said that Zhao Jun went up the mountain and everyone could just wait at home to eat the meat.

Fortunately, Zhao Jun brought back the pig heart, heart meat and a pair of wild boar livers, so Wang Meilan was not disappointed.

Jin Xiaomei brought the pig heart and liver to her home, cut the pig heart open with a knife, and dropped it into the clear water together with the liver.

But these two things cannot be put out of the pot together. When the water boils, Jin Xiaomei uses a gourd and ladle to pour cold water and pours it along the edge of the pot.

When the water boils again, Jin Xiaomei fishes the pig liver into a large basin, then scoops hot water out of the pot, pours it into the basin and uses hot water to sauté the pig liver until it is cooked through.

The remaining pig heart continues to cook in the pot. When it is cooked, take it out and slice it into slices. Then stir-fry half with green onions and half with dry chili peppers.

In the outer room of the Zhao family, Wang Meilan waved the frying spoon in front of the big pot, and the black and white vegetables, dried tofu, stir-fried heart meat with garlic sprouts, and stir-fried heart meat with sauerkraut were cooked one by one.

While Wang Meilan was frying peanuts, a dog barked outside the house.

The people at work are back.

Zhao Youcai, Li Dayong, Lin Xiangshun, Li Dazhi, and Zhou Jianjun who still haven't returned home.

Zhao Youcai walked arrogantly at the front, carrying a net bag with two lunch boxes in his hand.

Zhao Youcai hasn't taken anything home from the canteen for a long time. It's not that he doesn't have to take it, but he doesn't want to take it.

The last two times he went home from the canteen to get meat and eggs, it was like setting up a banquet in his house, with a table full of delicious food.

Today, Zhao Youcai knew that there was no meat at home, so he picked up the lunch box again.

Moreover, when Zhao Youcai returned home, he didn't go to see Erhei as soon as he entered the hospital as usual, but went straight to his house.

"Oops!" Wang Meilan's eyes suddenly lit up when she saw Zhao Youcai carrying a lunch box in a mesh bag into the house and scooping peanuts on the plate.

Normally, Wang Meilan really didn't care about the little things Zhao Youcai got back from the work. But this time is different from the past. Her son was too busy all day and had no time to go up the mountain to get the meat.

"What did you bring back?" Wang Meilan asked. Zhao Youcai didn't say a word and just handed the lunch box to Wang Meilan.

Wang Meilan held the net bag in one hand and the plate of peanuts in the other. She handed it to Xu Chunyan and said, "Yan'er, sprinkle some salty noodles in it."

After Xu Chunyan took the plate, Wang Meilan placed the mesh lunch box on the stove and took out the lunch box on top. When she opened it, she saw that it contained a piece of pork belly.

"This meat is quite good." Wang Meilan took a look at it and said in surprise: "Where did it come from?"

At this time, Zhou Jianjun, who followed him into the house, smiled and said: "There will be people from the small forest farm coming to study next week. After that, half of the pigs were trimmed by the logistics department today."

Hearing what Zhou Jianjun said, Wang Meilan said a little embarrassedly: "Your dad does everything at home today."

"It's okay, it's okay." Zhou Jianjun smiled and said, "Who doesn't eat when he eats?"

Wang Meilan smiled, buttoned up the lunch box containing the pork belly and put it aside. It's already this time, if we make the pork belly again, what time will we be able to eat?

Immediately afterwards, Wang Meilan took out another lunch box from the net bag.

Wang Meilan opened it and saw a piece of fat meat inside.

This is the fat piece next to the pork belly.

At this time, Zhao Youcai, who had taken off his coat, came out of the back room. As soon as he came out, he asked Wang Meilan, "Why are there only so many dishes prepared today?"

As soon as Zhao Youcai finished speaking, the door was pulled open from the outside. Zhao Ling held the door, and Jin Xiaomei came in carrying a big basin.

The large basin contains cooked pork liver and cooked pig heart.

"There are two more dishes here." Wang Meilan said with a smile: "I'll break off the pork liver and dip it in garlic sauce. After that, I'll put some chili peppers on it and grill it."

It is not popular to sauté the liver tips when eating pork liver here. Just like Jin Xiaomei does, the pork liver is cooked in hot water. This kind of pork liver is very tender, and then it is broken into small pieces and dipped in minced garlic and soy sauce.

"Then you put it there and I'll fry it." Zhao Youcai said and began to roll up his sleeves.

As soon as Zhao Youcai said this, everyone looked at him in surprise.

"Are you fired?" Wang Meilan also stared wide-eyed and said, "No need for you, you have been working all day, please go inside and have a rest."

"It's okay." Zhao Youcai glanced at the remaining oil from Wang Meilan's fried peanuts and said, "Get out of here, I'll pull the vegetables out, and then I'll make the crispy white meat."

"What?" When everyone heard this, they were even more surprised.

At this time, the children who had finished studying for the day filed out of the West Room dejectedly.

Li Tongyun, who was following at the end, heard what Zhao Youcai said, and the girl blurted out and asked: "Uncle Zhao, can you make crispy white meat?"

"Hi!" At this time, Zhao Youcai had already rolled up his sleeves. He took the frying spoon from the side and smiled at Li Tongyun: "My daughter, just go up to the room and wait to eat."

These days, in forested areas and rural areas, you can’t find pot-wrapped pork at all. Dessert dishes include sweet potatoes with glazed paste, which are crispy white meat.

Moreover, these two dessert dishes are not something that can be eaten casually. Especially the crispy white meat, it must be served by a family with status and conditions to hold a big banquet.

"Then I'll help you with some work, busy work?" When Wang Meilan saw that Zhao Youcai was really going to take action, she asked, "Should I give you a fool with (huo)?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "You don't need to..." Zhao Youcai said: "Just catch three egg whites for me."

"That's okay." Wang Meilan heard this and hurriedly brought three eggs and two small bowls.

She cracked open the egg skin and beat the egg into her other hand. As the egg white flowed through her fingers, the egg yolk was placed in another bowl by Wang Meilan.

In this way, Wang Meilan took the egg whites of three eggs.

"Brother-in-law." The women were all gathered around to learn from the master. When Zhao Ling saw this, she couldn't help but asked Zhao Youcai: "Don't you want the egg yolk?"

"Can you do without it?" Zhao Youcai said, "Save it for the fried sauce tomorrow."

"No, brother-in-law." Zhao Ling asked: "I mean, why don't you just mix it up together?"

"Beat the egg yolk, and it should be crispy after frying." Zhao Youcai's simple explanation made the women feel uncomfortable.

An expert will know if it is there as soon as he takes action.

Zhao Youcai quickly cut the pig heart into slices, then stir-fried it with soaked chili peppers, and the aroma filled the air instantly.

Amidst the sizzling sound of cooking, the pork heart and green peppers are cooked out of the pan.

"Wash the pot!" Zhao Youcai ordered and went to the side to mix the paste. Just as Wang Meilan was about to step forward, Xu Chunyan took the initiative to take over the job of washing the pot.

Zhao Youcai took a small helmet from the bowl rack and rolled out a few tablespoons of potato starch from the jar of starch.

These days, Zhao Jun’s family only has this kind of starch, commonly known as powdered noodles.

While Zhao Youcai was stirring the flour noodles and batter with egg whites, Xu Chunyan had already finished brushing the pot.

Wang Meilan on the side put the piece of fat meat that Zhao Youcai brought back on the cutting board, and then asked Zhao Youcai: "Shall I cut the meat for you?"

"Let's cut it." Zhao Youcai said while mixing the paste, "When done, heat the oil in the pot."

"I'll do it!" Jin Xiaomei took the initiative to take the job and asked Zhao Youcai, "Brother, can Xiong Xiazizi oil work?"

In addition to bear oil, the Zhao family also sells soybean oil.

Things are rare and valuable.

In Jin Xiaomei's opinion, soybean oil is better than bear oil. So when Zhao Youcai wanted to make something, Jin Xiaomei subconsciously thought that it was better to use soybean oil.

"Okay." But Zhao Youcai said: "Xiong Xiazizi oil is better."

Jin Xiaomei took a jar and poured a spoonful of solidified bear oil into the pot.

As the oil melts and heats up, small bubbles form at the bottom of the pan, and Wang Meilan's fat meat has been cut.

Wang Meilan cut the piece of fat into thin slices, put it in a circle on a plate, and placed it next to the frying pan.

At this time, Master Zhao came over with the reconciled paste.

"Oh!" Zhao Ling and Wang Meilan praised: "Look at how nice my brother-in-law is to be so sweet."

These days, most people only fry things during the Chinese New Year. It is even rarer to fry them in batter.

Therefore, there are not many people who are confused. Unlike twenty or thirty years later, everyone only needs to say "mix it into yogurt" and everyone will know what it is like.

Zhao Youcai picked up a piece of fat meat with chopsticks, dipped it into the paste, and then lowered the fat meat into the oil pan.

"Zi la..."

The fat meat bubbles up around it, expands instantly, and turns golden.

One piece after another, and soon the pot was filled with golden pieces of meat.

Zhao Youcai took the strainer, scooped the pieces of meat into a large enamel plate, and then ordered: "Add firewood and light up the fire a little."

"I'll do it." Wang Meilan grabbed a small bundle of branches as thick as her little finger with both hands and stuffed them into the stove pit.

Just listen to the sound of "hoo" in the stove pit, and the branches crackle as they burn.

As the oil noodles in the pot smoked, Zhao Youcai held the plate in one hand and pushed the fried white meat out of the pot with the other hand.
To be continued...