In the book, I was fed by my sister

After returning from Grandma Gu's house, Song Ran began to prepare the fresh pig offal.

Each part of a pig's offal is held together by a thin mucous membrane.

She cut out the pig's gallbladder carefully, fearing that it would break and the bitter taste would stain the meat.

She originally wanted to throw away the whole gallbladder, but then she thought that Doctor Qin might accept it, and it would be good if she could exchange it for some money, so she quickly put it in a bowl.

Song Li knows internal organs and has seen both human and animal ones.

When she saw her sister putting the pig gallbladder in a bowl, she thought she could cook something with it, so she approached her curiously and asked, "Sister, what delicious food can you cook with this black gallbladder?"

Song Ran smiled and replied: "You know this is bitter gall! It's not for eating. Doctor Qin wants to take it, saying it can be used as medicine. Pig gall has the magical effect of clearing away heat and detoxifying, promoting diuresis and reducing swelling."

Song Li sniffed it and frowned. Doctors in this era are really bold in using medicines, and they dare to put all kinds of strange things in medicines.

She suddenly thought of the philtrum, and that feeling was really...

Later, she asked Qin Xiaozi: "What is the yellow and white philtrum?"

Qin Shiyao explained seriously: "One is shit, the other is urine."

After hearing this, she almost couldn't help but rush to the city and kill the old liar.

Watching the elder sister skillfully cut off the pig lung, she asked curiously: "How do you eat this?"

In her opinion, the lungs are considered to be relatively delicious offal.

The heart is the most delicious, especially when it is still beating, and you can taste the warm blood when you bite it.

Song Ran smiled and replied, "The pig lungs will be stewed with liantie (pig spleen), powder intestines, and pig blood. However, the pig lungs need to be filled with water from the lung tube, and it takes a long time to clean them, until they turn white. I will go to the river to wash them in the afternoon, and drink the powder lotus root and pork ribs soup at noon, and drink this soup in the evening."

"What about this?"

"This is pig's stomach. I'll blanch it and keep it. I'll make chicken for you the day after tomorrow."

Song Li's eyes lit up. Pig stomach and chicken! She had heard this bedtime story before.

"Then Sister, what are we going to eat for lunch? Do all the people who work have to eat at our house?"

Song Ran nodded: "Yes, plus Grandma Gu and the other two. I'm going to make a stew, stir-fry some melon with shredded pork, and some pork liver." The dishes she mentioned were all suitable for eating with rice.

We still have work to do in the afternoon, so we have to make sure everyone has enough to eat.

The dishes to go with the wine will be arranged in the evening.

"Where is the large intestine?" Song Li pointed at the pig large intestine. She remembered how delicious the large intestine was. She was still talking about the steamed large intestine she had eaten last time.

"Large intestines and pig hearts are braised and eaten at night."

After Song Ran separated the various parts of the pig's offal, he began to prepare the dishes for lunch.

First cut the melon into shreds.

She bought three pounds of tall melons, cut them into shreds, and piled them up into a small green hill.

"These tall melons are really not cheap," Song Ran said to himself, but his eyes were shining with anticipation, "Next April, I will also get an acre of land to plant these tall melons."

Then she cut two pounds of meat into shreds.

At this time, every family had almost finished eating the bacon for the Spring Festival. It would take more than two months to wait for the New Year pig slaughter. In addition, everyone preferred the taste of fat meat, so Song Ran specially bought pork with more fat and less lean meat.

Cut two pounds of shredded pork into two large plates and marinate them with soy sauce.

She also cut the pork liver into thin slices and piled it into a large basin.

After washing with water, gently knead it with scallion and ginger water, then beat in an egg white, add in two spoons of homemade red dogwood sauce, and marinate it.

Of course, stir-fried pork liver must be served with blood vegetable.

It is the perfect time to eat blood vegetables at this time, which grow in large patches in the fields.

People here eat without hesitation, waste oil, and even complain about the smell.

But when paired with pork liver, it is a perfect match.

At the same time, cut the pickled ginger into shreds, the garlic into slices, and the onion into sections.

It was time to prepare the food. Seeing that it was still early, Song Ran started to clean the pig intestines.

Of course you have to go to the river and wash it roughly inside out first.

Song Ran said to Song Li who was eating chestnuts, "I'm going to the river to wash the large intestine and pig lungs. If you have anything at home, come and call me."

Song Li nodded to show that she understood, and then sat in front of the chopping board to guard the meat.

"Go, Big Painted Face, go find some coal."

There are two cats that often come to our house, and it was my sister who finally gave them names.

One cat has mixed fur and a big head, and is called Da Hua Lian. The other cat is called Coal Ball, and is completely black except for its four white paws.

When the clown heard what Song Li said, he sat down, yawned, and swept his tail, looking very comfortable.

Song Li recently discovered that after these cats, donkeys, chickens and ducks ate the plants that she had created, they could roughly understand what she said.

She wondered why she didn't discover this in the end times.

But if you think about it, these foods won’t survive the next day.

I don't know how long it took, but Grandma Gu came over with a big bowl of lotus root soup, followed closely by Barley with a wooden barrel of rice in his hand.

Grandma Gu asked with a smile: "Xiao Li'er, where is your sister?"

"She went to the river to wash the pig intestines." Song Li quickly stood up and gave directions to Grandma Gu: "Put it on the chopping board. Sister said we'll have lunch here."

At this time, Song Ran came back with a basin of cleaned large intestines and washed white pig lungs. "Oh, I'm back. What a hassle."

Seeing the soup that Grandma Gu put on the table, Song Ran said, "The soup is ready, so I'll start cooking."

She shouted to the chefs who were working, "Chefs! I'll fry two dishes and we'll be ready to eat soon. Please stop and watch what you're doing!"

Before long, the two dishes were cooked.

The three dishes at lunch were all large in portion, so Song Ran put them on a plate to make it easier to pick up the food.

Eleven people sat around a wooden table.

When they saw Barley, there was a look of surprise and complexity on their faces.

That matter had already spread like wildfire in the village.

But they all understood what was going on.

Li Manpeng is really a beast, he has no intelligence, isn't he just like a baby? He is really capable of doing this.

They thought again and thought that Li Manpeng probably didn't sleep next to his wife for a long time and couldn't vent his anger, so he did this.

But he deserved it. When he was young, he beat and scolded his wife.

Later, when Wu Yinhong became pregnant, the old woman was hoping for a grandson, so she gave her some meat to nourish Wu Yinhong, which helped to improve her health.

Later, Li Manpeng beat and scolded Wu Yinhong again, and Wu Yinhong couldn't help but fight back. This time, she found that she could win.

A few more times and the situation will change.

Later, Li Manpeng was lucky enough not to have a bed to sleep in, but he was not kicked out of the house.

Seeing that everyone was looking at Da Mai with a strange expression, Song Ran quickly changed the subject: "I won't treat you all to drinks at noon, so that you won't get dizzy while working in the afternoon."

Her words brought everyone back to their senses.

Everyone looked at the meat in the bowl over there, knowing that they would have a better meal in the evening, so no one said anything.

Besides, there will be soup at noon, and the melons are said to be expensive, almost ten cents a pound.

And this pork liver...

A large pot of pork liver was divided into six plates before it was finished. Everyone sat at the table and started looking at the pork liver.

Everyone couldn't wait to pick up the pork liver with their chopsticks.

"Hmm! This pork liver is fried so tender! Miss Song, your cooking skills are amazing!"

Pork liver must be tender to be delicious, but it is easy to be undercooked.

Song Ran's fried pork liver is just the right amount of crispy and tender, and coated with red oil, making it the best accompaniment to rice.

After working for a whole morning, the bucket of rice was soon empty.

After the meal, everyone wiped their mouths contentedly. "This dish made with dogwood sauce goes really well with rice. It's just that dogwood is so hard to eat. It has so many thorns that birds don't eat it. It's a relief that Miss Song is willing to put in the effort."

Song Ran smiled and waved his hands, "I'm just too picky. If one of the three flavors is missing, I won't be satisfied."

"Miss Song, have you heard of a plant called red pepper in Shu? It is said to be as spicy as dogwood."

Song Ran shook his head, "I didn't hear what the village chief said."

"What does he care about? He said the plants planted in the neighboring village wouldn't bear fruit, but now they're really bearing fruit."

"You mean sweet potatoes?"

"Yes, yes, that's it. Alas! The village chief didn't lead us to get it at that time. I heard that the fruit is as big as a fist, with scarlet skin, and can be eaten raw or cooked. One acre of land can produce seven or eight stones of fruit!"

"Seven or eight stones! How do I eat that?"

"My father-in-law is from the neighboring village. I have tried it. It tastes like kudzu root when it is raw, and like honey when it is cooked. It tastes like water chestnuts. I think it can satisfy hunger and can be eaten as food."

When the other man heard this, he exclaimed, "This is really a good thing. Chen Yi has done a great thing for their village. Why don't we plant some in May?"

"I don't think so. He mobilized the whole village to plant only 30 mu of land. Now that the yield is high, everyone in the surrounding villages knows about it. Even Mr. Jia wants to take some and divide up the land to plant. Is it our turn to buy seedlings?"

"Oh, that's a pity. I remember Chen Yi came to our village."

"Yes, but Li Wanshu rejected it."

Song Ran listened quietly on the side. She remembered that no one was optimistic about the sweet potato at first.

However, she needs to learn more about this pepper.