Yang Ruoqing gave him an angry look: "Why bother? Besides, the butcher gave us two kilograms of pork liver as a gift."

"I'll let my mother get fired later, and I'll serve wine to your uncle and my father!"

Luo Fengtang couldn't resist Yang Ruoqing and nodded happily.

"Put the barrel down and go tell your uncle quickly," she urged.

"Well, I'll go right away."

Luo Fengtang left with his front legs, and Sun returned to the kitchen with his back legs.

"Why did Tangyazi run away again?" the woman asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I asked him to go back and call him uncle."

Mrs. Sun was washing rice and putting it into the pot, when she took out a bowl of black sesame glutinous rice dumplings from the cupboard.

"Hey, mother, when did you do this?"

Yang Ruoqing asked in surprise.

After eating the black sesame glutinous rice dumplings made by Auntie Osmanthus during the last Winter Solstice Festival.

She always thinks about it.

Later I also bought some black sesame seeds and glutinous rice flour to bring home.

But I was always busy and didn’t bother to do it.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Mrs. Sun smiled and said, "I haven't made the ones at home yet. Your fifth aunt made this and brought us a bowl."

"Ah? What's Fifth Aunt's craftsmanship?"

Yang Ruoqing walked over and looked at the round and plump dumplings in the bowl.

Although it's cold.

But the appearance is good at first glance, and the taste is unmistakable.

"It was piping hot when it was delivered. All four of us tasted one. It tasted great."

"The remaining few are reserved for you and Tang Yazi," said Sun.

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

"One look at this dumpling, and you can tell that the fifth aunt has a pair of skillful hands."

"Haha, we have a big family in the front yard, now we are in a good mood." She said.

Mrs. Sun also smiled and nodded.

"Qing'er, what should we prepare for lunch?" she asked.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses and pointed at the two wooden barrels.

"Fifty pounds of pork, stuffed with sausage later."

"In the other bucket, there are two kilograms of pork liver. I fried it at noon and gave it to Dad and the others to drink."

"Cabbage, radishes, potatoes, and by the way, I also bought three kilograms of lotus roots!"

Mr. Sun smiled happily after hearing this.

"Okay, okay, enough food, my Qing'er is really good at doing things!"

The woman praised her and started washing and chopping vegetables.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Mom, I won't help you after lunch. I'll finish my tea and wash my face. I'll have to hurry up and chop the meat later."

Sun said: "You can just go and have a rest. I'll take care of the mincing of the meat later after dinner!"

At noon lunch.

Stir-fried lotus root with a bowl of chili pepper, and sprinkle with chopped green onion.

Yang Ruoqing cooked a bowl of rice in one go and made an exception by adding a bowl of rice soup to soak in crispy rice.

"Ah, I didn't expect that my Qing'er has such a good appetite today!"

Mrs. Sun joked with a smile, feeling secretly happy in her heart.

Yang Ruoqing wiped her lips.

"This lotus root is crispy and spicy, so appetizing!"

Sun said: "In the past, there was a pond at the entrance of our village, but it disappeared somewhere later."

Yang Huazhong said: "There should be one in Zhengjia Village five miles away."

"I was passing by there in the summer and saw that the pond was full of lotus flowers."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.

Luo Fengtang looked at the lotus root bowl that Qing'er had emptied.

Zhengjiacun?

Um……

After lunch.

Sun, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were busy filling sausages in the kitchen.

Fifty pounds of pork belly must be washed first, and then the fat and lean parts must be cut into separate parts.

This task was taken over by Sun and Luo Fengtang.

Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo were responsible for chopping the fat and lean meat into minced meat.

Yang Ruoqing was on hand to provide guidance.

Check the fineness of the minced meat.

From time to time, I would replace Mrs. Sun and let her rest for a while.

The whole family was so busy that it was dark and dark.

From noon to sunset, fifty pounds of pork belly was chopped into minced meat.

They were placed in two large wooden basins and piled up like two hills.

Yang Ruoqing sent Yang Huazhong and Mr. Luo back to the next room to rest.

She glanced at the sky outside the window and said to Mrs. Sun, "Everyone has been busy all day, why don't we have dinner first so that we can have some sausages at night?"

Mrs. Sun nodded: "That's fine."

"I've just finished my lunch meal and pork liver. What are we going to eat at night?" she asked.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment.

"Mom, come and roll out the noodles. There happens to be lean meat foam here. Let's roll the meatballs and cook the noodles!"

"good!"

The two of them started working separately.

After a while, hot vegetables and meatball noodles were brought to the table next door.

Everyone gathered around the table and had a hearty meal, and their strength returned.

Yang Ruoqing said to Blacksmith Luo: "Uncle Luo, it's getting dark soon. Why don't you and Tang Yazi go home to rest first?"

Before Blacksmith Luo could express his stance, Luo Fengtang rushed to say, "I'm not tired. Uncle, let's go back first. I'll stay and help Qing'er fill her sausages."

Blacksmith Luo smiled and said, "If you're not tired, am I tired?"

"I'll stay too, it just opens my eyes!"

…

In the kitchen, Yang Ruoqing took out an empty basin.

According to a certain ratio of fat to thin, put the fat meat foam and the lean meat foam together.

Add salt, sugar, soy sauce, and wine into it.

Mix well.

A small funnel bought from the grocery store.

The small intestines were dried overnight last night.

At this time, the small intestine is thin and transparent, and when held in the hand, it is smooth and soft without losing its toughness.

"Two people need to work together to stuff sausage. Tang Yazi and I will demonstrate it first."

Yang Ruoqing said.

Pick up a funnel and slide the end of the casing onto the bottom of the funnel.

Luo Fengtang held the funnel while she pulled the casings around.

This movement, this feel...
To be continued...