my home is in the northeast

17. Stewed Pork Vermicelli

The old couple was busy outside, the three Zhang family siblings and Xiao Zihao fished out the freshly sauced meat and cut a small piece.

Compared with the piece I ate just now, this sauced meat with enough heat not only has enough taste, but also the meat is soft and sticky, and the saltiness is just right.

"Delicious, this meat is much more delicious than before." Zhang Yuwei nodded, "I can't stop, what should I do?"

"Greedy girl." Zhang Yuping laughed at her younger sister.

"Still talking about me, sister, don't you keep eating too?" Zhang Yuwei refused to be outdone.

"Father, mother!" Zhang Yuhe yelled, but the couple outside looked up and did not come in.Zhang Yuhe slapped his nephew on the buttocks, "Go and call your grandpa, grandpa."

"Uncle, you are so lazy. Keep my meat for me!"

"Little greedy cat!" The three siblings said in unison.

If the little guy goes out, the old couple will naturally have to save face.

"Father, Mom, come and taste it." Zhang Yuhe hurriedly greeted the two when they came in.

"Oh, how you eat, do you still have dinner?" Sun Cuifang couldn't laugh or cry.

"Mom, open your mouth!" Zhang Yuhe hastily cut a warm piece and stuffed it thickly into Sun Cuifang's mouth.

This large piece of meat still had a little soup, Sun Cuifang nodded while eating, the meat was too big, she was speechless.

Zhang Changgui also washed his hands and came over to eat a piece. He has the dignity of being a father, so naturally he wouldn't let his son put a piece into his mouth too.But this meat made him nod his head frequently.

This taste is much stronger than before. He is very confident that he can open up a market for this taste.

After the father and son finished eating, they went out and continued to work on renovating the stove.Zhang Yuhe didn't let his mother go out, so the three of them cooked in the house.

It gets dark early in winter.

It was almost six o'clock, and it was too dark to see outside, Zhang Yuping turned on the courtyard lights, "Father, Yu Baoer, are you alright?"

"Okay, now."

"It's time to eat!"

After the father and son finished the last bit of work, they found a rag to wipe the tin bucket clean before entering the house.

The dishes were already on the table. At noon, there was a large pot of stewed pork noodles. The three-centimeter-square pork belly was stewed red, and the noodles inside were soaked through the soup and became a little transparent. The aroma wafted through the room.

Zhang Yuhe couldn't help but took a deep breath when he entered the room.

The eldest sister is unpacking the steamed buns. The big steamed buns are soft and soft, and the color is a little yellow.But this kind of big steamed bun tastes even better. Sometimes even without vegetables, Zhang Yuhe can eat half of it just by eating the steamed bun. It has a unique sweet taste of grain.

In addition to stewed pork vermicelli, there are naturally other dishes, a plate of sauerkraut vermicelli, a plate of fried shredded potatoes, and naturally a plate of sauced meat.

They killed half of this sauce meat alone, which shows its popularity.

"Can we all eat this? Didn't Yu Baoer say that we will sell it at the market tomorrow?" Zhang Yuping cut half of the plate and wanted to stop.

"Sister, let's have a good time by ourselves first?" Zhang Yuhe said helplessly, "At least let me stop being greedy, otherwise I will sell sauced meat tomorrow while drooling, and I won't scare away all the customers ?”

Zhang Yuping thought about what her younger brother said, and immediately bent over with a smile, "You boy, can I cut a plate?"

There are not many dishes, only four, but each one is not small.Sun Cuifang was afraid that everyone would get tired of eating meat, so she went to bring over the bowl of egg sauce she had fried earlier, washed two stalks of green onions, and grabbed two sheets of dried tofu.

"Father, do you want to drink? Shall I pour you a glass?" Although Zhang Yuhe asked in this way, both the wine bottle and the cup were brought over.

Zhang Changgui glanced at his son, smiled and nodded.

Zhang Yuhe and his nephew sat together. They had a piece of meat and a piece of vermicelli with chopsticks. It was delicious.The two of them ate a big steamed bun, and Zhang Yuhe shared more than half of it.

This steamed bun smells fragrant and tastes even more fragrant, fragrant and soft.Not to mention the soft and waxy pork belly, even the vermicelli that is full of broth is a rare delicacy.

Although there are pork stewed vermicelli in restaurants outside, they are all made in small pots, and some are even made in pressure cookers.The fire is enough, but the taste is always not as good as the fragrance from this big stove.

It is not only the taste, but also contains a special feeling, a unique taste of home.

Although this meat is not greasy to eat, it takes up space after all.After eating a big steamed bun, Zhang Yuhe didn't want to move anymore.Next to him, Zihao lay down and hummed.

Zhang Yuping went to the canteen at the entrance of the village to buy a few packs of hawthorn slices for the two of them, cursing, "You two are so hungry, eat so much!"

"Sister, I don't want to eat... I have no place..." Zhang Yuhe didn't even want to take a sip of water, let alone hawthorn slices.

Xiao Zihao really wanted to eat, but there was really no place.

"Father, I was thinking, this meat will definitely sell very well. Can we offer this meat?" Zhang Yuwei was more delicate in her thoughts. "Oh, that's right, Yu Bao'er, what kind of grass can you do other than sauce meat?"

"Third Sister... I beg you...don't talk about meat..." Zhang Yuhe didn't want to hear any words related to eating.

"You kid, eat so much! How about I rub it for you?" Zhang Yuping said helplessly.

"No, just let me digest it myself."

Zhang Changgui sat on the kang and smoked, and looked at his son helplessly.He is old, and the temptation of food is not so strong to him, that is, he ate a few more pieces of sauced pork and a few mouthfuls of vermicelli. Most of the time, it was dried tofu wrapped with green onions and dipped in sauce.

"Go ahead, go lie down in your room, and sleep right away if you're sleepy." Sun Cuifang slapped her son's buttocks.After eating, Zhang Yuhe has been lying here for about an hour, and it's already eight o'clock.

"Oh..." Zhang Yuhe got up lazily and went to his room. "Zihao, do you want to sleep with my uncle?"

"Yes!" His mother slept with his aunt, and he wanted to sleep with his uncle more than with his grandparents.

"Let's go, I'll carry it on my back." Zhang Yuhe sat on the top of the kang and let Zihao climb up on his back.

Zhang Yuping also got off the ground behind her, and followed her to help their uncle and nephew lay out the bedding.The quilts are all on the top of the kang, and it has long been thoroughly heated. Before the fire is extinguished, it will be completely heated in a while.

Rural people get up early and go to bed early.They left, and the old couple washed up and went to sleep.

Zhang Yuping also fetched water for her son to wash his face and feet, and put his son under the covers.Zhang Yuhe went out to wash himself and came back, "Sister, you can go and rest too."

"Hey, then you should go to bed early, doesn't it mean that you are going to sell sauced meat tomorrow?"

"to make."

After Zhang Yuping left, she locked the door behind them.

Xiao Zihao laughed and crawled out of the bed.

"What are you doing, get under the blanket and be careful of freezing." Zhang Yuhe slapped his nephew on the buttocks.

"Uncle, tell me about the capital again." Xiao Zihao got into the bed obediently, but still stretched out his two feet quietly.Zhang Yuhe didn't care about him, and he just covered him up when he fell asleep later. He was like this when he was a child, so it's useless to talk too much.

He also knew why Xiao Zihao was willing to sleep with him, firstly because he was close to him, and also because his parents went to bed early, this kid was panicking all by himself.Also, I am very interested in what he has seen and heard in the capital.

Zhang Yuhe told his nephew what he had seen and heard in the capital like a storyteller, and talked about the delicious food there, such as fried liver, braised stew, roast lamb, pea yellow... the little guy was talking about it until he fell asleep , clearly not knowing what to do with the sweet dreams of eating good food.

Seeing that his nephew was asleep, Zhang Yuhe covered him with the quilt, and then turned off the light.

After sleeping soundly all night, I woke up on time at six o'clock, before dawn.

There was already movement outside, it was Zhang Changgui who was sauce meat.

That pot of stewed soup only sauced more than a dozen catties of meat, and the taste was still enough. Zhang Changgui got up early in the morning and cut the meat into pieces and started sauce.

"father!"

"Get up, don't worry, I've finished everything. When it's time to go to the market, it's almost ready." Zhang Changgui said. "Aren't you going to run? Go quickly."

"Hey." The little nephew didn't get up today, and was sleeping soundly on the kang.The child sleeps too much, and Zhang Yuhe didn't bother to wake him up. He ran around and came back by himself, just as dinner was ready at home.