Travel to ancient times and become rich women with your bestie

By this time the sky was gradually getting dark.

Sanni trotted along with the meat in her hand and soon arrived at the Chen family's old house.

"Grandma! Grandma!"

Sanni didn't dare to push the door open directly, so she stood outside the yard and shouted inside.

After dinner, the men were sitting in the yard to enjoy the cool air, while the women were tidying up things in the house. Hearing Sanni's call, the old lady hurriedly patted her clothes and came out of the room.

She was busy collecting some scraps of cloth, planning to mend the clothes of the people who went to the fields tomorrow. They were busy carrying manure in the past few days, and their clothes were almost worn out. The cabinet had not been opened for a long time, and she was covered in dust.

"Sanni? Why are you here? Come in quickly."

Sanni handed the meat forward and said, "Grandma, my mother asked me to borrow your chopping board and kitchen knife. This is the meat my mother asked you to bring."

Meat?

After hearing this, the people in the yard could no longer sit still, and the people who were still busy in the kitchen also came out. Seeing that Sanni was really holding a piece of meat in her hand, they all wondered if they were dazzled.

The two times they had meat, it was sent by the second brother's family. If she had asked them for any major favors, they would have understood. But every time she came, she just borrowed some things and dug a corner of her own toilet.

It's not a big deal to come and borrow a kitchen knife and a chopping board tonight, so why is it worth sending such a big piece of meat over?

He originally wanted to refuse, but the people who gathered around him were staring at the piece of meat. Although he tried hard to suppress it, he could still hear the sound of swallowing saliva.

Well, it's the busy farming season now, so it's good to improve everyone's life. Today I'm just accepting this favor from the second brother's family, and I'll help them more in the future.

"Xiaozhu, Yulian, go get the chopping board and kitchen knife."

Then he turned around and asked Sanni: "How many does your mother want? Grandma's house only has two sets. If you still need more, I can help you borrow a few sets."

There are many people in my family, so I prepared two sets of these things.

"Grandma, no need, just give me a few sets you have at home."

Old Mrs. Chen nodded, took the chopping board and knife from Chen Xiaozhu and Wang Yulian, and planned to hand them to Sanni.

He felt it was a bit heavy in his hand, so he called Shitou over and said, "Shitou, you and Sanni should take these things to your second aunt."

Sanni and Shitou returned home with their things, and the kitchen was already busy. Seeing that they brought back two sets, Zheng Yuan put down the knife in his hand and handed it to Xu Hui Niang, and arranged Mei'er and Xing'er to cut the meat together. The lard needs to be cut into mahjong pieces to facilitate the oil to be released, and the pork belly and lean meat are cut into palm-sized pieces to make oil-soaked meat.

"Second Aunt, I'll go back then." Shi Tou said to Zheng Yuan.

Looking at the room full of meat in Second Aunt's house, Shitou's heart was in turmoil. Did Second Aunt make a fortune? He was very envious and his face unconsciously showed an envious expression.

By now he also knew that his second aunt's family was going to refine oil, so he tactfully said that he was going to go back.

"Shitou, don't go. Go play with your brother Sizhu and the others for a while. When the oil residue comes out, you can eat some before you leave."

"Second Aunt, no need, no need." Shitou had been scolded by Second Aunt many times in the past, so how could he dare to stay here and eat oil residue now?

Besides, the oil residue was such a good thing, and with so many people at Second Aunt's house, he felt embarrassed to stay here.

Seeing that he was sensible, Zheng Yuan liked him a little more. He wanted to pull him with his hand, but then he remembered that he had just touched lard, so he quickly retracted his hand and called Erhe.

Erhe and Shitou are about the same age, and Erhe pulled Shitou and stopped him from leaving. Shitou refused to leave, and the other boys started playing in the yard.

Now that the children are cutting meat, Zheng Yuan can free up his hands and start preparing to boil the oil.

Even though Dashu and Erhe were noisy and had lots of problems just now, they managed to clean up the kitchen.

Duan Minmin still sat steadily behind the stove, building up the fire or annealing the fire according to Zheng Yuan's instructions.

"Yuanbao, I think I'm getting better and better at making fire. I can make an ancient Greek god who is in charge of the hearth, or the god of fire will do."

Zheng Yuan added most of the water into the pot, then rinsed the cut lard blocks twice with water and waited for the oil to be refined.

"Yes, yes, God of Fire, hurry up and make the fire burn brighter. We'll need it soon. Don't let us finish the work and the pot still isn't boiling, otherwise your reputation as the God of Fire will be ruined."

Although the children didn’t understand what ancient Greece was, they knew what Vulcan meant and were amused by the two girls.

After a while of noisy conversation, the meat was all cut according to Zheng Yuan's request. After all, more than 20 kilograms of meat was not much.

The water in the pot was almost boiling. Zheng Yuan put the cut pork belly into the pot and cooked it until it was three-quarters cooked. He then took it out and placed it in a colander to drain the water.

Then he washed the pot, added a small ladle of water into it, poured the freshly cleaned lard into it, and asked Duan Minmin to increase the fire and start boiling the oil.

As the water at the bottom of the pot was gradually evaporated by the high temperature, the lard in the pot began to slowly release oil. Zheng Yuan picked up the spatula and stirred it constantly.

After a while, an enticing aroma burst out from the kitchen, making people salivate. It attracted the brothers in the yard to run over and greedily breathe in the fragrance wafting from the kitchen.

Soon, the oil residue in the pot turned brown, almost done. Zheng Yuan used a strainer to drain the oil and put it in the prepared basin. The oil yield of suet was high, so there was not much oil residue, just enough to fill half a small basin.

After scooping out the oil residue in the pot, put the freshly cut pork belly into the oil in the pot one by one and fry it slowly.

After putting the last piece of meat in, Zheng Yuan took the salt shaker and sprinkled a thin layer of salt on the surface of the greasy residue, then gave each of the children a piece. He handed another piece to Duan Minmin, and Zheng Yuan also took a piece for himself.

The oil residue just out of the pot is still warm and moist, and it is very fragrant with a little salt sprinkled on it. The children pinched the oil residue and ate it in small bites, fearing that they would swallow it all by accident, and they all wanted to keep this happiness for a little longer.

Seeing that the children were satisfied with the meal, Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin also thought that the oil residue was particularly delicious today. After eating the piece in their hands, they gave another piece to each of them.

After Shitou finished eating one piece, he held the other one in his hand. He wanted to take it back for his family to try.

Zheng Yuan saw what he was thinking, called him over, scooped a small bowl of soup into it, handed it to him, and asked him to take it back.

"Aunt, this won't do. You've already given me two pieces. My grandparents will beat me if I take your things again." Erhe waved his hands anxiously.

"Take it. It's not much. Let's have a snack together. If your grandparents scold you, just say I forced it on you."

"Thank you, Second Aunt. I'll go back first." After hesitating for a moment, Shi Tou took it.

"Go."

Shitou ran out with the bowl in his hand. He was very excited along the way. This was oil residue, which he could only eat when slaughtering pigs. Second Aunt was so generous that she gave him a bowl directly.

Zheng Yuan turned over the pork belly in the pot and fried it for a while. Seeing that the moisture had been basically dried out, he hurriedly asked Dashu to bring in the jars that he had washed during the day.

After putting the golden pieces of pork belly into the jar, scoop all the oil in the pot into the jar to cover the pork belly, and then put it on the stove to wait for the oil to cool and solidify.

After a busy day, they had finished cleaning up and were already feeling sleepy. After returning to their homes and washing up, they all fell into a deep sleep.

Liu Cuilan's family next door breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the fire in their kitchen go out.

Damn it, you are the only one with money, refining oil late at night, and making poor Maomao cry with greed.