In the book, I was fed by my sister

After breakfast, Song Ran started to get busy. She quickly cleaned up the dishes and walked towards Grandma Gu's house. The wild duck fluttered vigorously, and she couldn't handle it alone.

“This duck has such dark fur, it must be a drake.” Grandma Gu said as she stood in front of the straw hut.

"Really?" Song Ran was a little unsure.

Grandma Gu stepped into the straw hut, picked up a wild duck with light hair on its head, and said, "Feel it, its butt must be hard."

Song Ran reached out to touch it and found that there were indeed eggs.

"It's probably frightened. If you keep it for two days, you'll have eggs to pick up."

"I'll touch the two with darker hair again." Song Ran felt curious and thought about touching the two with darker hair again.

"Be careful or you'll get shit all over your hands," Grandma Gu joked.

After listening to Grandma Gu's words, Song Ran carefully probed the duck's buttocks and said, "It's really different. Then kill these two!"

The two wild ducks were caught out of the straw shed, and they fluttered even more violently. Song Ran hurried over to take them and said, "Let me do it! Grandma, help me go to the kitchen and prepare two bowls. I want to collect the duck blood."

Grandma Gu looked at Song Ran in confusion and asked, "Two ducks, isn't a big bowl enough?" Grandma Gu asked in confusion.

"I'm going to make blood sauce duck. Please prepare two bowls for me. One bowl should contain water and salt, and the other bowl should contain nothing."

“Blood sauce duck? I haven’t eaten it yet. Not to mention I haven’t eaten it, I’ve never even heard of it.” said Grandma Gu.

"It's my first time trying it too." Song Ran said with a smile. She saw this dish on a cookbook, and the method is not much different from ordinary roast duck. The only unique thing is that a bowl of fresh duck blood is added at the end, making the whole dish more tender and juicy, with a unique flavor.

Dad made a note under this dish: The sauce is rich and has a long aftertaste.

"Then I will follow Li Wanshu today and try this new thing."

Song Ran caught the duck and twisted its neck.

Grandma Gu took a knife.

Drip the duck blood into the bowl and blend it into the water.

Two killed ducks were thrown into a wooden basin.

Grandma Gu looked at the small bowl of blood without water and said, "I'm afraid it will still coagulate."

"Yes." Song Ran said as he called out to Song Li, "Xiaoguai, come here. I'll give you a task."

Song Li took the bowl of duck blood and a pair of chopsticks handed to her.

"Don't let the blood coagulate. Sit at the small table and stir it slowly. Don't spill it."

"Oh." Song Li replied, adults have their own things to do, and "children" can do simple work. She was helpless but had to abide by this "theory" temporarily.

Growing up is a bit long.

After Song Ran finished explaining, he went to pluck the duck feathers.

Wild ducks grow up in the mountains and are covered in dust. In order to keep warm, they have thick down.

Song Ran washed it roughly with clean water, washing out a lot of mud. Then he put it in a basin and rubbed it with salt.

"You have to rub it more, rub it into the fluff, and then it will take a while to remove the hair." Song Ran explained clearly.

"You're such a clever fellow. You can't tell the difference between a male duck and a female duck, but you have quite a few ideas for cooking."

After the salt had been marinated for a while, Song Ran poured in boiling water, blanched the duck's head and feet, then took them out and placed them on the stone platform.

"Hiss, it's really hot." You can't wait for the water to cool down before plucking duck feathers, so Song Ran tried to pluck the feathers, "It's done, look, it comes off with one pull."

Song Ran planned to prepare four dishes, sour radish and wild duck soup, blood sauce duck, stir-fried offal and a crispy fish.

She skillfully held the sharp knife and cut open the duck's abdominal cavity. She carefully took out the duck's heart, intestines, gizzards, liver and other internal organs one by one, and threw the rest of the internal organs such as the throat and lungs in the corner.

The two cats that had been squatting on the wall early in the morning jumped down the wall, picked up the internal organs, and hid in the corners to enjoy them.

"Then I'll go to the river to prepare the liver and duck intestines." Grandma Gu said as she picked up the bowl of offal.

Song Ran chopped ducks at home, and the meat from the two ducks filled a large basin. She sorted out the meat into two basins, one for the duck heads, duck feet, spines and other bones, and the other for the duck meat to be made into braised blood duck.

Pour the duck bones into the pot, then add the ginger slices and scallion segments.

Continue to add firewood and bring to a boil.

Take out the blanched duck and rinse it repeatedly with clean water.

Take out two pickled radishes from the jar, wash and cut them into pieces, and put them in a large pot with the duck head, duck feet, spine and other bones. When the soup boils over high heat, scoop it out, put it in a casserole, and simmer over low heat.

After cleaning the big iron pot used to blanch the duck, she added some firewood to the stove.

Heat the iron pan until it is hot and add rapeseed oil.

Heat the oil and add the duck cubes.

There was a sudden "crackling" sound of oil popping in the pot.

Song Li smelled the aroma of meat and looked up at her sister.

The two kittens, having shared the duck's internal organs, also squatted quietly on the windowsill.

Add the duck meat to the pan and stir-fry until the duck skin turns brown. Song Ran adds ginger slices, peppercorns, cornelian cherry, and a little wine. Stir-fry twice more, add two bowls of water, cover the pot and simmer.

At this time, Grandma Gu also came back with the cleaned internal organs.

"Should I cut it or should you?" asked Grandma Gu.

"Let me do it. I'll have to trouble you to kill the fish you caught yesterday."

Grandma Gu scooped up the fish from the tank and brought it to the stone slab.

The two cats smelled the fishy smell, jumped down from the windowsill and stayed by Grandma Gu's side.

Song Ran put the duck gizzards on the chopping board and cut them into flower-shaped pieces. These cuts made the gizzards look good and tasty. The offal of the two ducks filled a small bowl, and then added the cooked duck blood. It would be a good dish to fry with pickled radish shreds later.

At this time, the duck stewed in the pot had begun to absorb water. Song Ran opened the lid of the pot, poured in garlic slices, stir-fried to enhance the aroma, and added salt to season.

Song Ran picked up a piece of duck meat, and when it was salty enough, he took out a stick of firewood from the stove.

"Little darling! Give me the duck blood." Song Ran wanted to take advantage of the residual heat in the pot to completely blend the duck meat and duck blood together.

Song Li handed over the duck blood.

After Song Ran poured in the duck blood, he kept stir-frying until the duck blood completely adhered to the duck meat and changed color, then he removed from the pan and served it on a plate.

"It smells so good!" Grandma Gu brought the prepared fish into the kitchen and exclaimed when she smelled the braised blood duck.

"Would you like to try it first?" Song Ran asked with a smile.

"No, no, let's eat together later." Grandma Gu said. She put the braised duck blood on the table and covered it with a bamboo basket to prevent the cat from eating it.

Song Ran continued to prepare the fried fish, and today she prepared it more carefully than before.

Today, besides treating everyone and expressing her gratitude, she also had other selfish motives.

She is short of money.

The most important thing right now is to take my younger sister to the city to see another doctor.

She planned to take back the land, but that also meant she had to prepare more money for planting crops. The other two houses also had to be repaired as soon as possible because although their house looked magnificent with green tiles on the outside, if they were not taken care of, the wooden beams would decay and the house would collapse.

Although he made a lot of money from selling mushrooms that time, there were places that needed money everywhere, and those few taels of silver seemed not enough to spend.

She had to make money. Now that her younger sister had recovered from her illness, she had more free time and wanted to make more money.

At present, the vegetables from the small vegetable garden can only be sold for a small amount of money. As for those baskets of mushrooms, as Grandma Gu said, if the price is too high, there is no place to sell them, and if the price is too low, it is hard to sell them.

She thought of following her father's path and becoming a cook. When her father was alive, he had worked as a cook in the village and was well-known in the surrounding villages.

In the village, when there is a wedding or funeral, a cook is indispensable. The host family wants to spend less money but still make the ceremony decent, so they need to hire a good cook, and they have to send a message and schedule the ceremony ten days or half a month in advance.

The food was well cooked and suited the village chief's taste. He said that she might have the opportunity to follow in her father's footsteps in the future.