Rebirth of Siheyuan: Starting from escaping famine in 42

Yes, that’s right. The Chinese New Year is just over a month away, less than two months, so Li Qingfeng slaughtered all the poultry and livestock in advance to make braised food.

When all the animals were slaughtered, Li Qingfeng's real body entered the space directly, came to the river, dived into the river, washed off the sweat on his body, then went to the kitchen in his shorts and started braising the meat.

Li Qingfeng saw that the two big pots were very clean, so he just rinsed them with clean water, put them on the stove, lit them and added a few more pieces of firewood.

Then put the processed pig head, pig elbow, pig trotter, large intestine, pig heart, pig lung, pig liver, etc. into the big pot, and then add water to the pot. When the water is almost full,

Li Qingfeng started putting salt and various marinade ingredients into the pot, such as peppercorns, star anise, cumin, chili peppers, etc.

After putting the seasonings in place, Li Qingfeng added two or three drops of spiritual spring water, covered the pot, and let them simmer slowly.

After all these were done, Li Qingfeng came to the big pot next to him and started to braise the chicken, duck and goose in the same way as before.

Li Qingfeng took another piece of pork with 3% fat and 7% lean meat, came to the chopping board, and chopped the meat repeatedly with the knife in both hands. When it was chopped well, he put it in a prepared basin on the side. After chopping a few pieces of meat repeatedly, Li Qingfeng shook his sore arms.

Because sausages made from hand-chopped meat are more fragrant, Li Qingfeng chops the meat manually.

Li Qingfeng lit a cigarette and after a short rest, he began to add seasonings to the meat filling, such as white wine, sugar, refined salt, pepper powder, onion and ginger water, etc.

After mixing the meat filling evenly, he will start stuffing the sausages. Since there is no special machine for stuffing sausages now, Li Qingfeng can only do it manually.

But this did not pose a problem for Li Qingfeng. He took the small intestine, tied a knot at one end with a thin thread, took a small spoon, and started stuffing it. His movements were very skillful and it did not seem like it was his first time stuffing sausages.

About an hour later, Li Qingfeng had stuffed the seasoned meat filling into sausages, and then used thin thread to tie a knot about ten centimeters each.

After everything was done, Li Qingfeng took a needle and poke holes in the sausages. After that, Li Qingfeng hung them all under the eaves of the space.

After finishing all the work, Li Qingfeng lit another cigarette and slowly walked to the kitchen to check on the two pots of braised meat to see how they were doing.

Li Qingfeng held a cigarette in one hand and opened the lid of the pot with the other hand. Suddenly, a fragrant aroma filled the kitchen. Fortunately, Li Qingfeng was braising the meat in the space. If he was braising the meat outside late at night, the neighbors nearby would smell the fragrance and make quite a noise.

The heat dissipated, and Li Qingfeng poked the pig's head and elbow with a chopstick. Feeling that it was not quite done, he closed the pot.

Then I looked at the other pot of braised food, opened the lid, and poked the chicken, duck, and goose one by one with chopsticks. The braised food in this pot was almost done, so I took a rag to halfway through the pot, turned off the fire, covered the pot and left it alone. Let the braised food soak in the brine for a day or two so that it would be easier to absorb the flavor.

Li Qingfeng added more water to the pot of braised pig's head, added some firewood to the fire in the stove, covered the pot, and let it stew slowly! Then Li Qingfeng went out of the space and went to sleep. He had to patrol the streets early tomorrow morning.

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The next morning.

Li Qingfeng woke up, put on his clothes, left the room, went to the toilet, and then started washing up.

After washing up, Li Qingfeng did not go to the kitchen, but went back to the room and entered the space. He looked at the braised meat in the pot, poked the pig's head with chopsticks, and it was done. Then he poked the other braised meats, and with a light poke without much force, the chopsticks penetrated the pig's heart and lungs.

Li Qingfeng looked at the pot full of braised food and nodded with satisfaction. There would be no shortage of meat to eat this New Year.

Li Qingfeng cut a piece of pork head with a knife and put it on a plate. He took the braised meat out of the space and went to the kitchen. Since he had braised meat to eat today, he would simply make some noodles and eat them with the pork head.

After the noodles were ready, Li Qingfeng took them to the yard and called out, "Qingshan, hurry up and get up to eat."

Li Qingshan, who was sleeping soundly in the room, was awakened by his elder brother's shouting. He was confused and wondered what was wrong with his elder brother today. He didn't go to school today, so why did he call him? So he shouted loudly: "Brother, I'm not going to school today."

Li Qingfeng knew his brother wouldn't go to school today. The main reason was that noodles would become lumpy if left for too long. He grabbed his brother's throat and shouted, "I made noodles for breakfast. You should get up and eat first. Then go back to sleep."

"Got it." Li Qingshan dressed gloomily, went out to the yard to brush his teeth and wash his face, then came to the kitchen and saw the pig head on the table. He asked his eldest brother puzzledly: "Brother, where did you get the pig head so early in the morning!"

As he spoke, he picked up the chopsticks and took a bite. As soon as the pig head meat entered his mouth, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he said to himself: "Brother, you know what, this pig head meat is quite delicious."

Li Qingfeng served himself a bowl of noodles and said to his brother with a smile, "If it tastes good, eat more."

After a while, the noodles in the pot and the pork head in the plate were eaten up by Li Qingfeng and his brother. Li Qingfeng wiped his mouth with his hand and said to his brother, "Qingshan, the dishes and kitchen hygiene are left to you. I'll go back to the room to change clothes first, and then I'll go directly to work. You can eat anything you want at noon."

Li Qingshan rubbed his bloated stomach and nodded to show that he understood what his elder brother said.

Li Qingfeng went back to the house, changed into his police uniform, took his police ID, stuffed cigarettes and matches, and some change into his pocket, then walked out of the house and walked towards the police station leisurely.

Neighbors nearby looked at Li Qingfeng in surprise when they saw him walking in the alley in a black suit.

Li Qingfeng didn't care. He knew that the police in this era had a bad reputation, so he ignored their looks and walked away.

When He Yuzhu came out of the alley toilet after using it, he saw Li Qingshan’s brother wearing a black leather suit. Did he not want to learn cooking anymore and become a patrolman?

He Yuzhu hurried back home and said to his father as soon as he entered the door: "Dad, guess what I just saw?"

He Daqing was sitting on a chair smoking a cigarette. When he heard his son's words, he glanced at him sideways and ignored him.

Seeing that his father ignored him, He Yuzhu didn't beat around the bush and directly told him what he had just seen. He said, "Dad, I just went to the toilet and when I came out, I saw Qingshan's eldest brother walking out of the alley in a black suit."

"Dad, you said Qingshan's brother didn't learn cooking anymore and went straight to work at the police station?"

"Dad, do you think Qingshan's brother is stupid? He is a bad boy even though he is a patrolman, but he still works at the police station. Does he not want any reputation?"

Li Qingfeng didn't know what He Yuzhu said. If he knew, he would have to argue with him. You Shazhu, do you still care about your reputation? You will be a bootlicker for the widow in the future. Do you still care about your reputation?