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Chapter 1068 I have been talking so sweet since I was a child (for subscription)
"And everyone should pay attention to one thing. When boiling lard, it must be filled with water at one time, and water must not be added twice."

"In the case of a lot of pig offal like just now, when adding water, the water must be completely submerged in the pig offal, to ensure that the water is still enough before the temperature is enough to boil all the fat in the pig offal."

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"Now the pig in this pot is in the water, it seems to be melting!"

"Has the temperature come up? I can hear the sound."

"Anchor, are you sure this won't crash? It looks so dangerous!"

"Li family, be careful, don't be caught by this oily water, this thing is very powerful!"

Li Yuan nodded.

"Well, indeed, from now on, the pig will start to pour oil into the water, and from now on, there will be crackling sounds in the pot from time to time like just now."

"But fortunately, this situation will not be too serious, and this is outdoors, even if it collapses, it will not be a big deal."

Today's weather is very hot, but at ten o'clock, the temperature outside is already frighteningly high.

Although an umbrella was placed directly above where Li Yuan cooked, the scorching heat would still penetrate the umbrella, making it extremely hot.

Li Yuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, put down the spoon temporarily, and took off the outer shirt he was wearing, leaving only the white vest inside, and of course, the dark muscles that had not yet recovered.

Li Yuan took a towel from the side by the way, used the washbasin to fetch some well water, wet the towel, wrung it dry, hung it around his neck again, and then returned to his post of 'cook' again.

After washing his face with Jingba's cold water, the original heat dissipated a lot immediately, and coupled with the temperature remaining on the towel, Li Yuan only felt that his whole body was much cooler.

Picking up the towel and wrapping it around the handle of the shovel, Li Yuan began to stir again.

In fact, the job of refining lard is somewhat monotonous and repetitive.However, although they are all repetitive movements, no one can deny the difficulty of refining lard.

Because for the work of refining lard, whether it is the amount of water, oil temperature, or heat, it all needs to be precisely controlled. If any of these items are not coordinated properly, the refined lard may be impure.

Of course, although it is said to be impure, lard is still lard.

It's just that after the refined lard is cooled, there will be a lot of impurities in it, causing the color to turn yellow, but the most authentic lard should be clean and white after being refined.

In addition to the difference in color, there is also the storage time of lard.

If the lard is refined well, it will not be a problem to keep it for a year. Of course, the so-called good here is the purity of the lard. The less water, the longer the storage time.

As for the lard with a lot of water, it would take a lot of effort to store it for a few months, let alone a year.

Like the can of lard in Li Yuan's home now, it has been stored for more than half a year. Although it is the hottest summer now, as long as the lard is placed in a cool and ventilated place, there will be no problem at all.

But if it was replaced with poor-quality lard, the hair would have already grown.

The fire in the cauldron has been burning.

After almost half an hour, there was not much water left in the pot, but there was already a lot of scum floating on the pot at this time, and the oily water that was originally clear had also changed. get muddy
And those pigs that sank to the bottom of the pot before have now slowly floated up, and the fragrance is slowly overflowing, and it is not just the little greedy cats nearby who smell the smell, many people are directly attracted by the smell.

"Xiaoyuan, your craftsmanship is good, this smell... really delicious!"

Li Yuan was skimming off the froth with a spoon, when he heard the sound, he immediately looked back.

"Master, you are here."

The speaker was also from the village, a little older than Li Yuan's father, so Li Yuan always called him uncle.

Grandpa nodded.

"Well, I came here without smelling the smell."

"Xiaoyuan, look at your craftsmanship, it's pretty good! Few young people can do oil refining with water!"

The uncle looked at the oil that was slowly refining in the pot, his eyes were a little surprised, obviously he did not expect that this young man in his twenties could actually refine oil.

Li Yuan was modest, and said with a smile, "Sir, don't praise me. It's not that difficult to refine oil. Few of these young people are willing to learn."

Grandpa nodded.

"Well, that's the truth. Young people know less and less of the skills of the older generation, especially this kind of thankless work, and few people know how to do it."

"Let's not talk about anything else, let's just say that my bullwhip has been made by hand all my life. If anyone sees it and doesn't say hello, and wants to teach my son, what people say is that it is a waste of effort to learn this thing!"

"Hey……"

The uncle couldn't help talking about his mood, and there was obviously a bit of disappointment in his tone.

Hearing what the old man said, Li Yuan hurriedly comforted him: "Your whip is really good. When I think about it, my father often said that your whip is good, strong and durable. If you use a hundred different whips from other people's houses Habit."

After cooking, find a clean vessel, preferably a dark jar or a dark glass bottle, and pour the warm lard that has been filtered to remove oil residue into the vessel for storage.

Compared with ordinary vegetable oil, animal oil has an irreplaceable special fragrance, which can increase people's appetite.

Although Li Yuan's words were flattering, they sounded very comfortable, not exaggerated, not pretentious. When the uncle heard Li Yuan's words, the corner of his mouth couldn't help showing a proud smile again.

Grandpa laughed.

"You haven't changed, kid. You've been talking so sweetly since you were a child!"

"Hey, by the way, your parents haven't been back to their hometown for a long time, right? Where are they now? When will they come back? I think... I haven't seen them for three to five years."

Li Yuan's parents left Zizigou long before Li Yuan went to college.

Because there are few employment opportunities in the village, farming does not make money, and the cost of Li Yuan's college education must be high, so the couple left their hometown to start a business.

And this old house was also left at that time.

At that time, the husband and wife were still struggling with whether to sell the house in their hometown, but in the end they were still reluctant.

One, because the house in this hometown is worthless and so dilapidated, even if it is sold, whether anyone will buy it, and how long it will take to sell it is still a matter.

And secondly, it is because the two of them still want to leave a thought in this hometown where they were born and raised and have the memory of the two of them. When they come back, they still have a home.

Although Li Yuan has graduated now and is fully capable of self-sufficiency, Li Yuan's parents are instead used to working outside and don't want to be idlers anymore.

(End of this chapter)