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“Thank you, Grandpa Qin.” The soft Wu dialect and the small face made Grandpa Qin very happy. Who made him have no granddaughter? Those naughty boys in his family are not as considerate as girls.
“Then I want to eat the braised pork you make. You haven’t made it for a long time.” Grandpa Qin felt his saliva welling up when he mentioned the braised pork.
Ye Jibai couldn’t help but glance sideways. Why did they talk about braised pork?
“I’ll make it and bring it to you before dinner.” Lin Weiwan agreed.
“Aunt Huifang, the peaches in my yard haven’t been harvested yet. I’ll go back first.” Lin Weiwan was going to get some meat.
Lin Weiwan rode a bicycle to the meat processing factory with a half-person-high bamboo basket tied to the back seat of the bicycle.
I had just sent out three letters and was waiting for those people to come. I also bought six aluminum lunch boxes at the supply and marketing cooperative.
In less than half an hour, he came out of the meat processing factory. The person he was looking for was naturally Director Hu of the meat processing factory.
He was the son of Grandpa Lin’s old friend. Most of the meat for the Lin family in recent years came from this factory.
After all, the supply and marketing cooperative had limited pork jerky, and every time Lin Weiwan couldn’t squeeze into the slot or choose good meat.
When he returned home, he found that the door was locked. The Zhou family members hadn’t returned yet.
Lin Weiwan locked the door and directly moved the bamboo basket from the car into the back kitchen.
There was a whole half of pork in it.
He cut three strips of pork belly with a knife. Lin Weiwan looked at the remaining pork and tested the space.
The whole bamboo basket with half a pig disappeared directly on the spot. Lin Weiwan glanced at his watch.
This time the space was locked for a shorter time.
As for any changes, Lin Weiwan didn’t see it. She didn’t even have time to take a look at what the wood carving looked like this morning after he put it away last night.
At the Qin family, Ye Jibai and Old Man Qin went up to the second floor. Old Man Qin patted Ye Jibai on the shoulder, “Xiaobai, save some food and try Xiaowan’s cooking.”
Old Man Qin smiled so hard that his teeth were visible, and he looked unfathomable.
Ye Jibai poured a cup of tea for the old man and couldn’t help asking, “Grandpa Qin, is Comrade Lin’s cooking so good?”
Old Man Qin took a sip of tea and leaned leisurely on the bamboo chair, “Do you know Old Xue?”
Ye Jibai paused, “The Xue who is the heir of the imperial chef!”
“That’s right. After Xiaowan was brought back by Old Lin ten years ago, she learned a small part of her cooking skills from your Aunt Liu, and most of the rest was taught by Old Xue.
It’s a pity that Old Xue left early, and this closed apprentice is better than the master.”
Old Man Qin remembered the time when the three old guys got together to drink tea and play cards. Now he is the only one left among the old guys.
Ye Jibai had only heard of Mr. Xue. He had the honor of tasting the dishes cooked by the Xue family’s son twice.
It was indeed rare. Even he, who had never paid much attention to his appetite, had to praise it.
Now, after hearing what Mr. Qin said, he was looking forward to it.
Lin Weiwan came back from the Qin family and brought a big watermelon, which was given by Aunt Huifang. He took wood from the back room to make a fire and heat the pot. He put the whole piece of meat into the pot with cold water, cut the green onion and ginger, and poured some rice wine to remove the fishy smell.
He took out the watermelon, separated the skin and the flesh, and kept the skin for later use. He put the watermelon into the space first, so that it would not become stale if left outside.
He took out two pears and two apples from the space refrigerator, sliced them for later use, and cut ginger slices.
Lin Weiwan found that the place where she took the apples last night was still empty.
This means that the things in the space are limited, and they are used up when they are used up. It will not be so magical that it will be filled up by itself.
After coming to his senses, he looked at the meat on the chopping board. Fortunately, there were pears and apples in the space.
Otherwise, if he couldn’t find these two things this month, the taste of the braised pork would be a little worse.
After the water boiled and the meat was cooked, he took the meat out, rinsed it and started to cut it into strips.
Cut it into large pieces, burn the skin side over the fire, scrape it once with a knife, and remove the hair.
Wash it with clean water and cut it into pieces. After a while, a basin of square meat pieces filled up more than half of the basin.
Heat oil and add rock sugar. Fry it on medium heat until it turns chicken blood red.
Add hot water, cinnamon, star anise and dried chili peppers, put the meat into the pot, rice wine, soy sauce, dark soy sauce, rock sugar, dried hawthorn, watermelon rind, apples and duck pear slices.
Put two casseroles on the stove, put the contents of the iron pot into the two casseroles and start cooking.
After stewing for an hour and a half, the house was filled with fragrance. Lin Weiwan brought out the casserole and put the big pot on the stove.
Pick out all the small ingredients in the casserole, leaving only the meat and the soup in the big pot over high heat to collect the juice.
The house can no longer lock in the fragrance, and the fragrance floats out through the window.
Old Master Qin, who was drinking tea in the yard, smelled it, huh… this fragrance…
He took out a large bowl and filled it with a whole bowl of braised pork, poured the soup on it, and covered it to keep it warm.
Put all the remaining braised pork into three clean aluminum lunch boxes and put them into the space villa.
Lin Weiwan went directly to the next door with a basket to avoid being caught by the Zhou family when they came back.
When he got home, he cleaned up the house and put all the picked peaches into the space.
After cleaning up the battlefield, there was only a faint fragrance in the house.
A gust of wind blew, and the fragrance became a little lighter.
Thinking of the report letter he sent out today, Lin Weiwan ate two pieces of snacks and put all the books in the house into the space, including his high school, junior high school and elementary school books and the notes and recipes given by Old Master Xue, so that no one would find out about it.
Thinking of the books in Grandpa’s room, Lin Weiwan walked towards the room. Just as she was about to unlock the door, she found that the hair on the door was gone.
He froze. Has anyone come in? He opened the door and walked around the room. Sure enough, the other two hairs were not in their original positions.
One was a coincidence, but three were not coincidences. Who came in and when? Lin Weiwan was a little scared, but she couldn’t tell anyone.
She quickly tidied Grandpa Lin’s room and simply put everything into the villa in the space and moved it in as it was.
Looking at the empty room, even the curtains were not closed, there was nothing left. Lin Weiwan checked again and confirmed that there was nothing missing in Grandpa Lin’s room before locking the door.
Back in his room, Lin Weiwan moved most of his clothes and bedding into the bedroom of the space villa.
Now there was only a bed, an empty desk, a wardrobe and a quilt in the room.
Lin Weiwan only left three sets of clothes and a set of winter cotton clothes in the wardrobe, and there was nothing else. The desk was even cleaned up.
The things in the Zhou family’s house were all moved in by the Zhou family. Now, except for the tables and chairs in the living room and the tableware and water tank in the kitchen, all the things of the Lin family were put into the space by Lin Weiwan.
Even the thermos, enamel washbasin, water cup and tea set that were usually used were gone.
Just wait for those people to come and sit and watch the show.
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