The whole family is so poor, I rely on the food system to make a fortune every day

The last step is scrubbing, just like washing clothes, except that the "washing powder" that needs to be used is vinegar and flour. White vinegar can soften the large intestine, which can save time when cooking, and flour can absorb small impurities. After repeated kneading The taste will be much smaller.

But there is no flour here, even if there is, it is a precious thing, it is not cost-effective to use it to wash pig intestines, and cornmeal also has the same effect, but there is no corn, let alone cornmeal.

So Song Fubao thought of the last substitute --- ash from the bottom of the pot!

The ash at the bottom of the pot contains alkali, which can clean the pig's large intestine, and you can have as much as you want, and most importantly, it doesn't cost money!

No cost is happiness.

After the pig’s large intestine is processed, the pig’s heart is next. In addition to soaking the pig’s heart for fifteen and a half minutes, the most important processing step is to clean the surface of the pig’s heart and remove all the blood clots in the large blood vessels of the pig’s heart. Squeeze the coagulated blood under running water.

Because the fishy smell of the pig's heart comes from the blood clot, after all this is done, the pig's heart will be clean.

Then there are pig lungs, pig kidneys, etc. It took Song Fubao nearly an hour to wash them all and put them in the basin. After they were put into the stove, she slumped on a chair.

It's so tiring, money is hard to earn, shit is hard to eat, you have to bend your knees when begging for help, and you have to be angry when you are a fool, you still have to work hard on your own! ! !

Let's work hard!

Song Fubao got up after a short rest, took out half of the spices left in the cabinet, and put them in the soup basin according to the proportion, and added a few dried chilies that had been dried in the sun. Thinking of moldy tofu, he brought back one and chopped it for later use .

Then increase the heat in the stove to the maximum, boil water to pass through pig intestines and other things, finally wash the pot, re-boil water and pour in spices to heat.

When heating, cut all the things that need to be marinated into palm-sized pieces, and then put them all into the pot and start to simmer, usually in about an hour.

After stewing, it can be eaten directly or after processing. Not only can the brine be used to make tofu, but it can also be preserved for next time. The older the brine, the more fragrant it is.

Two quarters of an hour later, the smell of braised pork wafted out of the old Song's kitchen. Grandma Song, who was sitting in the yard, smelled it first, and she couldn't help nodding. Great progress has been made.

This pig is in the water, maybe you can eat it when you wake up tomorrow morning, and then you have to slap the mouths of the villagers.

Then it was Aunt Zhang next door, Uncle Zhang and Xiaodouzi, especially Xiaodouzi, who was so greedy that he drools, "Grandma, it smells so good."

"You can't eat it, my dear, old man, you think this Fubao can't be made successfully, right? It smells different from the ones from the previous days, and it smells delicious."

Aunt Zhang couldn't control her gaze, and wanted to go over to have a look, but quickly suppressed herself to give up the idea.

"Forget it. If it's not, let's go and ask. It's going to make Fubao girl sad again. Don't go."

Then there are people passing by nearby, people working in the fields, they always feel that they can smell the fragrance that is faintly visible and sometimes disappears.

After smelling it for a long time, everyone suddenly realized that it was Song Fubao, the pig who Song Fubao was thinking about.

So everyone was asking each other: Did you smell it? Did Song Fubao really figure it out?

In a short while, this greeting was everywhere in the mountains and plains.

Shopkeeper Liu waited five or six days in the town for a reply, and asked the Song family who sold tofu, but they couldn't tell why. Song Fubao hadn't been to town for several days.

The others were discussing whether this girl couldn't do it anymore, so she was running away. Seeing that the competition schedule was approaching, he didn't believe it, so he rode a horse to find Song Fubao.

As soon as he entered the village, he was fascinated by the fragrance, and he couldn't get enough of it. On the road, he saw many people carrying hoes and carrying baskets rushing in the same direction, and he followed suit.

Sure enough, in the small farmyard surrounded by everyone, he saw the familiar Grandma Song, Boss Song and Song Youtian.

He quickly dismounted, led the horse to the corner and tied it up, and then hid in the crowd to watch the excitement and see what was going on.

This Song Fubao will not give him a big surprise so soon, he has never smelled this fragrance before, if the smell is worthy of this fragrance, he might win this competition just by appearing on the stage.

"Song Fubao, did you succeed this time? Open the lid of the pot and let us smell the smell."

"It's strange that she can become a talent. You have seen Wang Erma. I ate this pork offal she made once. I vomited for a few days and couldn't eat. I must have lost a lot of weight."

"That's what he deserves, why don't you let him try today hahaha."

"Ms. Song, let Fu Bao taste it. Is it delicious? We don't eat free food, so why don't we all pay for it?"

……

Song Fubao laughed when he heard it in the room, and remembered that his moldy tofu was almost ready, and no one helped to try it, so he quickly took a big bowl and filled it with seven or eight small pieces. Mix the chopped pieces and take them out first.