Chongxi's little husband is very "soft and cute"

As the New Year approached, the guests who came to Hexingju for dinner also had experience, and asked the little boss Lu what kind of food they were going to sell this year. Stuff some pork sausage.

When he went to the butcher shop to buy, he specially bought a bunch of pig small intestines, wrapped them in soda noodles and white vinegar, soaked them in warm water and washed them back and forth three or four times. In the basin, the milky white pig's small intestines, which were glowing with bright fat, almost vomited out on the spot.

Seeing him retching a few times, Lu Yunchen quickly protected the basin, "Go and play, don't make trouble for me here."

He kindly wanted to help, but it almost turned out to be a waste of help. Qin Muyan resentfully walked around the kitchen to see if there was anything else that needed to be done. A piece of pork belly that has not been processed is soft and sluggish. Looking at it, I feel that the acid water in my heart is churning and turbulent. Well, he really can't handle this sausage stuffing.

After "throwing" the little husband out of the kitchen, Lu Yunchen hung up the cleaned pig intestines and began to cut the meat. The meat used for stuffing the sausages was the hind legs of pigs that he specially picked out from the butcher shop. The quality of this part of the meat was even higher The thinner it is, the tighter it tastes.

He cut the hind leg meat into thin slices, put in the seasoning one by one, and mixed well. The meat had to be marinated for two or three hours, so that the flavor of the seasoning could fully penetrate into the meat. He also added some white wine , to remove the fishy smell of pork, after rubbing it several times, the meat slices are covered with sauce brown sauce.

Lu Yunchen tied a knot at the bottom of the casing, put the end on the funnel, and then added the marinated hind legs little by little until it was [-]% full. Open, not only that, in order to prevent the stuffed sausages from bursting, he also tied them one by one with a bamboo stick, sealed the mouth, and put it in a cool place.

By the time it is dry and dry enough to eat, it is only a few days away from the Chinese New Year. The cost of stuffing sausages is not low, and Lu Yunchen didn’t make much. Necessities, many diners were persuaded to leave when they heard the price, but those rich and noble men came to the door to order a lot, which can be regarded as a small profit.

As usual, he sent some to Zhao's and Shen's families, along with other food as New Year's gifts, and the rest, except for his own family, was divided among the guys in the shop. Gu Ping and Liang Huan were already used to it. Lu Yunchen had to leave a copy of such a rare item for them. Ye Qiao and Song Dashan didn't expect that they had a copy of this sturdy sausage, so they couldn't help being a little surprised. , Thank you again and again.

People tend to be lazy when it comes to the New Year, and Lu Yunchen is the same. He is thinking about the New Year in his heart, so he has no intention of working, and He Xingju took the annual leave early.

Gu Ping and Liang Huan were going back to their hometown, and they left within two days. The shop was peaceful again, and it was rare for them to rest. Lu Yunchen began to think about what to do for the New Year's Eve dinner.

In the past years in the village, on this day, it was nothing more than making meat dumplings and cooking a few dishes that were not too oily. The whole family sat together, ate, drank and chatted. up.

This year, he wants to do something different. The usual meat dishes have not stopped, everyone is getting a little bored, even if they cook again during the Chinese New Year, it will not be fresh.

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On this day, Qin Muyan saw her husband sneakily carrying back a big bundle, and when he opened it, it was a strangely shaped object made of red copper.

"What is this, how do you look at it... look at it..." Qin Muyan circled around this thing, trying to describe it, but couldn't find a suitable word.

"This is the pot used for the New Year's Eve dinner, but it's a treasure..." Lu Yunchen pretended to be mysterious.

"Use this thing for the New Year's Eve dinner?" Qin Muyan pointed to the copper pot in the bag in disbelief, with the words "I think you're fooling me" all over his face.

"You, just wait and see, on the day of the Chinese New Year, this thing will come in handy..." Lu Yunchen vowed.

In a blink of an eye, Niangen arrived.

Shen Changfu came to give the New Year's gift in return, and pulled Lu Yunchen aside, the two of them put their heads together, muttering something, and when they left, Shen Changfu looked proud of "the trick has succeeded".

"Husband, why do I have an ominous premonition..." Qin Muyan watched his figure leave, and muttered to his husband.

Lu Yunchen pursed his lips into a smile, "It's nothing, it's just that we need an extra pair of chopsticks for the New Year's Eve dinner."

"Is Qingyang coming to watch the New Year with us?" Qin Muyan blurted out, which aroused Lu Yunchen's astonishment, "Did you see it too?"

"That's right, to paraphrase your husband, Sima Zhao's heart is known to everyone..." The little husband pretended to be deep and said, although Qingyang's temper is indeed a bit more cheerful, but I haven't seen him treat anyone else like this. Even Liang Huan asked him in private if Qingyang was interested in Yunjin, let alone him, I am afraid that only Yunjin was kept in the dark about what happened.

Lu Yunchen informed the old lady and Yunjin about taking in Qingyang for the Chinese New Year. Because they saw each other often, they were very familiar with each other, and Qingyang was always sweet-mouthed, so he often coaxed the old lady into a big smile. Not from ear to ear, the old man readily accepted his arrival. As for Yunjin, to be honest, Lu Yunchen hadn't figured out what his younger brother was thinking.

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Qingyang came here in the early morning of the 31st of the New Year, carrying two pots of wine, and carrying a lot of New Year's goods in his arms, and walked in the door hurriedly. As soon as he entered the door, he saw that there were no New Year's dishes as usual, and the yard was empty. Lu Yunchen squatted in front of the sink to clean the strangely shaped copper pot.

"Lu...Brother Lu, although there aren't many people in the family this year, it shouldn't be so deserted. The less people there are, the more lively we should be..."

Lu Yunchen squinted at him, and said in a cool tone, "Are you here for the New Year's Eve dinner? Or are you here to give advice? I hate the desertedness, why don't you go back to your hometown with Brother Shen to celebrate the New Year, there are more people in the clan, so it must be more lively than here. .”

Qingyang rubbed his nose, then changed his tone, and said flatteringly, "Brother Lu says what he says! He can eat whatever he says! Brother Lu, you are busy, I will help..." After finishing speaking, Without waiting for Lu Yunchen's reaction, he put the wine and New Year's goods on the stone table in the courtyard, and went to look for Lu Yunjin with a sullen head.

Lu Yunchen raised his foot and was about to kick, but Qingyang was also running fast, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared, and there was a crisp and loud cry from the room, "Yunjin, slow down, let me go!" , how can you do such heavy work..."

He listened to the commotion in the room, laughed for a while, leaned down, and continued to clean the copper pot in the basin. For the New Year's Eve dinner tonight, Lu Yunchen planned to make old Beijing shabu-shabu. After the copper pot was cleaned, he began to prepare to shabu-shabu Hot pot dishes.

The tofu had been frozen a few days earlier. He cut the marinated tofu he bought into mahjong-sized cubes and hung them under the eaves. It was cold these days, and the tofu was frozen hard, so he took it out and put it in water to melt. The thawed tofu is full of large and small pores. Although it is a little soft when pinched, it is not as fragile as ordinary tofu, and it tastes more delicious.

When Qin Muyan yawned and entered the kitchen, Lu Yunchen had already washed and drained the vegetables in the hot pot, and reserved them for the night. He walked around the kitchen, and there were dishes all around, "It seems like this Shabu-shabu is simple, and there are a lot of things to prepare...”

"What you eat is the excitement of the family getting together, and whether it's troublesome or not..." Lu Yunchen took over the conversation and chose to eat hot pot for the New Year's Eve dinner, because he also wanted to see what people here think of this thing. Acceptance level, if the big guy tastes good, he plans to serve hot pot in the restaurant after the new year. Although spring will come soon after the new year, the "cold spring" will have to be cold for a while to catch up with the progress. Can point to the hot pot to make a fortune.

"It's true, my grandma said yesterday that she has been looking forward to this time for a whole year... Husband, do you need my help?" Qin Muyan asked, looking around.

"You are heavy, don't hang around outside, go back to the house and lie down..." Lu Yunchen is really not worried about his little husband, the house is messed up, and the ground is still full of water, what if it slips? manage.

"Let me go back to the house again and again... I'm going to grow mushrooms on the kang..." Qin Muyan had a sad face, and he knew all day long to send him to rest, he was about to die of boredom, and wanted to talk to Yun When Jin talked about talking, Qingyang, a sticky spirit, followed behind, circling around Yunjin like a flower and butterfly, it was really annoying.

Lu Yunchen got up, looked around the kitchen, "How about...how about you pour out the sesame sauce for me?"

When Qin Muyan heard that there was work to do, Qin Muyan's eyes lit up, and he nodded heavily, as long as he was not allowed to go back to the house and lie down, he could do whatever he wanted.

Lu Yunchen first dug out a few spoonfuls of sesame paste and put them in the bowl. The sauce-brown sesame paste stuck dryly to the bottom of the bowl and couldn't be stirred. He poured some warm water into it and stirred it gently along the side of the bowl.

"I'll do it, I'll do it, let me do it..." Qin Muyan saw how simple the job was, he couldn't wait to take the chopsticks and stir them up like his husband.

Lu Yunchen raised his hand and hooked his tender red nose, and scolded with a smile, "Little boy, I can't keep up with your impatientness. This sesame sauce will have to be poured three times. Stir it well first, and I'll come over and add water to you later..." He He moved a low stool over and placed the little husband under his eyes, while cleaning his laborious belly, he looked after him.

The method of washing the hairy belly is similar to that of cleaning the small intestines of pigs. It is the same as cutting off the fat on the hairy belly first, spreading it evenly with alkaline noodles, rubbing the front and back repeatedly, and then washing it with warm water, and then applying coarse oil. Salt and flour, continue to knead, coarse salt and flour can take away the dirt in the fan blades. At this point, Lu Yunchen is still a little worried. After all, in ancient times, people did not accept such things as sewage. The clean stolen goods and the smell were even more difficult to swallow. He added white vinegar, scrubbed it several times, and checked it carefully before he felt at ease.

Qin Muyan had just finished the first time, and the sesame paste was still a bit sticky, and it was just granules when he stirred it. He added some water, and then stirred it for the second time.

Lu Yunchen began to prepare to cut the mutton. Speaking of hot pot, how could there be no meat?The mutton boiled in this old Beijing copper pot has a lot of specialties. It must be "thin as paper, soft as cotton, as neat as thread, and as beautiful as a flower". Not scattered.What's even more amazing is that after the meat is cut and placed on a plate, the plate is turned over, and the meat hangs on the plate without falling off, so that the cut lamb slices taste plump and plump when rinsed.

After all these are prepared, the bottom of the pot is missing. Because Qin Muyan is pregnant and can't eat spicy food, Lu Yunchen makes a pot of clear soup together. The so-called "one cup of clear water, two or three green onions and ginger", the bottom of the pot of clear soup is old The essence of Beijing copper pot shabu-shabu is, but he intends to use the broth left over from the previous stewed ribs as the bottom of the pot, so that the taste of shabu-shabu will not be very bland, and the rich meaty aroma of the ribs will still remain.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, the sound of crackling firecrackers came from outside the courtyard, accompanied by the crisp laughter of children, which added a bit of excitement to this slightly lonely night.

Lu Yunchen put the copper pot on the table, and threw the burnt charcoal down the "chimney mouth". After a while, the hot soup in the pot boiled, and the milky white clouds steamed up, rippling the big fellow. The eager face.

The hairy belly was put into the pot first, "This hairy belly doesn't need to be soaked for too long, just go up and down, and it will get old after a long time..." Lu Yunchen picked up a piece of hairy belly, dipped it in the hot soup and lifted it again, and so on. After a few times, he took it out, rolled it around in the dipping material, blew it, and stuffed it into the mouth of the little husband.

"Is the taste okay?"

The hairy belly in the mouth is crispy, chewy and smooth, with a crunching sound. The little husband swallowed it in two or three bites. At this time, he was learning the method taught by Lu Yunchen and continued to rinse, and other people also moved one after another. Let's start, after all, it's the first time to eat shabu-shabu on New Year's Eve.

With Qingyang as a capable and powerful general, the whole situation will be bottomed out.

Then came the meat-boiling, the thin and clear bright red meat slices were scalded into the tumbling clear soup, after a little rinsing, the mutton as thin as a cicada's wings curled up, dipped in Lu Yunchen's special dipping sauce, which added leek flowers and bean curd. The milky sesame sauce dipping material slides into the mouth along the lines of the plump meat, with a light sip, the mouth is full of fragrance.

Lu Yunchen didn't want the little husband to do it himself. He was worried that the little greedy cat wouldn't be able to wait until the mutton was cooked through, so he added more to his mouth. It was not worth the loss if his stomach was ruined. He made sure that the mutton slices were thoroughly rinsed before putting them into Qin Muyan's bowl. middle.

Qin Muyan was enjoying her husband's food in peace. Although he grinned from the heat, he still ate mouthful after mouthful. He couldn't stop eating, and Lu Yunchen almost couldn't supply it.

Although mutton is suitable for fat and thin, with a soft taste, it is more suitable for simmering, but if you eat too much, it will get boring easily. When Lu Yunchen was rushing to marinate Laba garlic, he specially marinated some sugar garlic together. It is just right to eat at this time , the milky white sugar garlic soaked in sugar juice has long lost the pungentness of fresh garlic. When you bite it down, the sweet and sour juice bursts in your mouth, and the greasy smell of lamb is swept away.

After eating the boiled mutton, the mouths were full of oil. At this time, those refreshing vegetables became delicious. Several people rushed to put cabbage, vermicelli, and frozen tofu into the pot.

The dishes soaked in the soup have a strong meaty taste, especially the frozen tofu, which is soft and springy, and the soup is plump when you bite into it.

Several people were belching from eating, and the hot soup was boiling in the copper pot with round bellies. The scalding heat and rich aroma competed and overflowed. Although the cold wind was raging outside and the snow was falling heavily, the inside of the house was still warm. , Reflecting the cheeks of several people are flushed.

Lu Yunchen and Qingyang drank a few glasses, the alcohol was not high in alcohol, but it was exceptionally good, but Qingyang just sat on the chair after drinking three or two glasses, smiling at Yunjin foolishly, his eyes narrowed In the crescent moon, Lu Yunjin's heart skipped a beat unconsciously. He obviously didn't drink, but why did he feel like he was drunk.

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After the New Year's Eve dinner, it was time to observe the new year. The old lady went back to her room to pay respects to the Buddha, and the four of them were sitting in the room loudly, out of shape.

Lu Yunjin drank too much fruit tea and went to the latrine to have a rest. Qingyang also complained that he was full of wine and full stomach, so he went out together.

Not long after, Lu Yunjin entered the door, covering his chest with his hands, with an unconcealable panic on his face.

"Brother...Brother, sister-in-law, I, I, I...I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep first..."

Before the two of them could say anything, Lu Yunjin, like a frightened deer, returned to the bedroom with his head down, and after about a quarter of an hour, Qingyang also came back, with his mouth pursed, looking sullen, and didn't say anything. After a few words, he went to the bedroom that Lu Yunchen had prepared for him to rest.

Within a few quarters of an hour, only Lu Yunchen and Qin Muyan were left in the room.

"Husband, I want to go outside to watch the snow..." Through the window lattice, heavy snow like goose feathers fell, and the yard was already covered with flakes of white snow, Qin Muyan started to play again.

In desperation, Lu Yunchen had no choice but to find the fur cloak from the bedroom, tied it on for the little husband, and took his hand and went out of the room.

The two stood hugging each other under the eaves, everything seemed to be still, only the snowflakes flying all over the sky showed the loss of time.

Qin Muyan gathered up a half-sized snow, and when his husband was not paying attention, he stuffed it into the back of his neck. Lu Yunchen was shocked by the cold, and when he realized it, the "instigator" had already jumped away and went straight into the snowdrift drill.

Lu Yunchen snatched him back into his arms, and slapped the snowflakes off his body, "Little brat, you still dare to attack me, believe it or not, I will throw you into the snowdrift right now?"

The sneak attack was successful, Qin Muyan giggled, his husband was not good at it, Lu Yunchen was so good, he wanted to be with him for the rest of his life.

The fair and clean husband was right in front of him, and his lingering eyes fell on him. Lu Yunchen was fascinated for a while, he lifted his chin and kissed him, his lips and tongue touched lightly, and the smooth fragrance flowed between the two mouths, Qin Muyan opened his lips slightly , the end of the eyes was blushing, and if there was a sound of panting that seemed to be overflowing, Lu Yunchen was about to break his mind. He hugged the man in his arms tightly, wishing to rub him into his body.

"Ayan, can you accompany me every year from now on?"

"Can.."

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Information about stuffed sausages and old Beijing copper pots are all referred to Baidu.