Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

In the afternoon, Song Yan went out with a backpack, pretending to be going to the town to buy something, but in fact he found a shady place, closed his eyes, and let his consciousness enter the space.

Last night he was worried that he didn't have enough money to buy the land, and he also planned to go to town to sell meat, so he took all the meat out of the refrigerator and put it in the sink.

I took out ten kilograms of meat yesterday and refreshed it again in the early morning. Together with today's, the total is twenty kilograms of pork belly.

If that’s not enough, I can gain another ten kilograms tomorrow.

In short, there is definitely no shortage of lard.

The pork belly is 30% fat and 70% lean, and the fat is not too much.

He cut out all the fat and put it in a winnowing basket.

After cutting the fat, there were still more than ten pounds of pork left, and Song Yan was a little distressed.

You definitely can’t finish it, and it’s not appropriate to dry the bacon now.

What should I do?

He suddenly thought of making it into jerky.

By the way, why not just roast the pork jerky? You can have it as a snack when you’re craving it.

Song Yan is also an impatient person. Whatever he thinks of, he wants to do it immediately.

To make pork jerky, you need soy sauce, cooking wine, sugar and salt, as well as honey and black pepper.

In addition, red yeast rice powder is also needed for coloring.

Where is the red yeast rice placed?

He remembered that there was red yeast rice in the kitchen, so he looked for it.

After searching all the cupboards, I finally found a bag of red yeast rice powder in the corner.

It is actually very simple to make pork jerky. When he has free time, he will roast a few pounds of it as a snack. It is also suitable as a gift to relatives and friends.

First, chop the lean meat into minced meat. This task is very mentally demanding, but there is a meat grinder in the kitchen. You can directly put the lean meat into the machine and grind it into minced meat.

After all the meat is beaten, add the seasoning and then stir the meat in one direction until it becomes sticky and firm.

After doing all this, he spread the meat filling evenly on the tin foil and then pressed it into a thin layer of even thickness.

Put the thinned meat patties on a baking tray, brush a layer of honey on them, sprinkle some sesame seeds on them, and put them in the oven to start baking.

As time goes by, the color of the pork jerky gradually turns golden yellow and finally turns an attractive reddish brown.

Half an hour later, he put on scald-proof gloves and brought out the tray.

Drops of oil seeped out from the meat slices, making a sizzling sound, and the aroma of pork jerky filled the entire kitchen.

He couldn't wait to pick up a piece of pork jerky, blew on it, and when it cooled down a little, he gently tore it open.

When you tear it open, you can clearly feel the firmness of the meat. Each piece of jerky has both the toughness of meat and the crispness after baking. The moment you bite it, the aroma of the meat fills the air, and the more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes.

It's addictive to eat.

Song Yan chewed the jerky while grilling another plate.

It took more than a dozen plates to finally finish grilling all the meat.

Finally, I weighed it and found that more than ten pounds of pork produced eight pounds of pork jerky.

The remaining half pound went into his stomach.

After the pork jerky had cooled down, he put it into a sealed bag for storage. He thought for a while, took out half a pound, wrapped it in oil paper, and planned to take it to He Fang tomorrow.

Please ask Brother He to accompany him. He has nothing else to give as a gift, so just some pork jerky.

I guess He’s wife would like it.

When I came out of the kitchen after finishing my work, I found that it was almost dark and I suddenly felt a little dizzy.

I've been busy in the kitchen for the whole afternoon and have overexerted myself.

He rested for a while, then got up and went to a tofu-making family in the village.

The head of the family is Zhang Zhengming, who has been selling tofu in the village for decades.

However, there are few people in the village, so he does not make tofu every day. Instead, he makes it every few days. He makes more than ten kilograms each time, and it is gone after it is sold.

Song Yan made an order for 20 kilograms of tender tofu from him, asking him to pick it up early the next morning, and gave him ten cents as a deposit.

When I got home, Erlin was cleaning the sheep pen.

Erlin is a clean person. He cleans the sheep pen almost every day and keeps the house tidy inside and outside.

As for the light work like watering the seedlings, he took care of it too, so Song Yan didn't have to worry about it at all.

With him at home, Song Yan has a lot more free time. She cooks every day and then plays with Yaya for a while.

As for the heavy work such as carrying water and chopping wood, they were all done by Aniu.

The cause was a bowl of mushroom sauce that he had sent to the Niu family before.

When Song Yan heard the reason, she was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and sent another can of mushroom sauce to the Niu family.

After that, whenever he cooked something delicious, he would send a portion to the Niu family.

I had just finished feeding Yaya rice porridge and let her play on the bed by herself. I went out to wash the bowl and saw Song Yan coming back.

Erya smiled with dimples on her face: "Brother, what delicious food did you bring back?"

Song Yan put down the backpack and said, "Why are you always thinking about food? Didn't I just bring you some snacks yesterday?"

"And have you finished eating the cookies?"

Erya's pair of black eyes turned around and her gaze was wandering, obviously feeling guilty.

Seeing his guilty expression, Song Yan still had something he didn't understand, so he deliberately put on a stern face: "Have you recognized all the characters I taught you today? Write them down for me later."

Erya quickly changed the subject: "I think I heard Yaya crying, I'll go in and take a look."

So he ran back into the house with the unwashed dishes.

Watching her running away in panic, Song Yan curled the corners of his mouth, took out a bag of pork jerky and gave it to Erlin.

He warned her, "She is only allowed to eat three pieces a day, and she can only eat after she has completed the assigned homework."

This little girl has too poor self-control and we can't just ignore her.

Erlin received the pork jerky and nodded: "Got it."

Song Yan looked at his honest appearance and said, "If there is something delicious, don't always think of leaving it for her. Try some yourself."

Erlin was stunned for a moment, and his amber eyes moved slightly: "Okay, big brother."

A character like Erlin's can't be changed overnight. Song Yan patted his shoulder and said, "Okay, go light the fire. We need to boil lard tonight."

Erlin put down the broom, turned into the kitchen, and skillfully lit a fire and boiled water.

The fat pork gradually gave off a fragrant aroma. Erya in the house could no longer sit still and secretly came out to take a look.

"Brother, are you boiling lard again?"

Song Yan said, "Don't eat the lard residue secretly again."

Last time, she made several pounds of lard, and ate them all in one day. Not long after, she got a sore throat and had several blisters on her mouth. It was so painful that she had difficulty speaking.

In the end, Erlin went to see Doctor Zhang and asked for a few packets of fever-reducing medicine, which made him feel better after taking them.

"Oh." When Erya heard that she was not allowed to eat secretly, her face fell and she immediately became unhappy.

By this time, the lard was almost done. Song Yan scooped up a few pieces of lard residue, put them in a bowl, and gave it to her: "Take it out and eat it. Don't let it get in the way."

Erya quickly took the bowl and said happily, "Brother, you are so nice."

The little girl was very cunning and only smiled at him at this time.

However, Song Yan didn't care and turned around to pick out the lard residue.

Six pounds of fat can produce about three pounds of oil. The oil yield is not as high as pork fat, but it is not much different.

I filled a large bowl with lard residue and sent it to the Niu family. When I came back, there was a handful of green onions in the bowl.

Looking at the freshly cooked lard residue, I thought, this time I can finally eat lard residue fried rice.

Fortunately, there was still a lot of food left from lunch, enough to make a pot of rice.

The last time I was making lard, I wanted to eat it, but before I could make it, Erya had eaten all the lard residue.

Slowly stir-fry the lard residue over low heat until it turns golden and crispy, then beat two eggs into the mixture and stir-fry quickly.

Then pour the leftover rice into the pot, use a spatula to break up the rice grains, and allow the lard residue and eggs to be fully mixed so that each grain of rice is coated with the aroma of lard.

Add some soy sauce and salt, and sprinkle with a handful of fresh chopped green onions when almost serving.

perfect!

Golden lard residue is dotted between the distinct grains of rice. Each grain of rice is wrapped in fat and exudes an enticing aroma.

Song Yan swallowed helplessly and quickly took a mouthful of rice.

The unique aroma of oil instantly fills the entire mouth.

Fragrant, really fragrant.

The rice has absorbed the essence of lard, and each grain is moist but not greasy. The crispiness of the lard residue adds a layer of flavor, leaving people with an endless aftertaste.

After dinner, Song Yan sat lazily in the chair. Her stomach was so full that she didn't want to move at all.

Finally I got up and walked around in the yard to digest the food.

It was not until before going to bed at night that he remembered that he almost forgot something.

He made an appointment with He Fang to meet at the entrance of Xiaoli Village tomorrow.

Thinking about it, I have to get up early tomorrow morning to fry tofu, and then go to Xiaoli Village to see the puppies at noon.

Tomorrow is really busy.