Rebirth in 80, starting with hunting in the Greater Khingan Mountains

To be honest with you, you can’t even smell the Northeastern pig-killing dish, let alone eat it.

The Northeastern pig-killing dishes you eat have all been improved!

What is the real pig-killing dish?

Large pieces of fatty meat, yes, it must be fatty meat, pork belly is not qualified.

Add intestines, stomach, bones and a bunch of other offal, put them in a big pot and simmer them. No matter how much onion, ginger and star anise you put in, it can't cover up the fishy smell of meat and the stinky smell of internal organs.

But it is really full of oil. There is a thick layer of oil floating on the surface of the pot. It has solidified when it cooled down. This layer of oil is more than one finger thick. It cannot be thrown away. It can be used as meat oil for cooking.

Take out the cooked offal and blood sausage, while the large pieces of fat meat are still rolling in the pot. Add the sauerkraut at this time. Soon, the sour aroma of the sauerkraut will waft out, and then add the frozen tofu.

This big pot can produce several dishes.

Sharpen the knife, pinch the head of the blood sausage and start cutting. This cutting method is completely opposite to your normal cutting method, so as to avoid cutting the tender blood sausage into pieces.

The cut blood sausage is placed on a plate and served with a bowl of garlic sauce. That is the most famous garlic blood sausage in Northeast China, and this is the most authentic way to eat it.

Nowadays, people don’t care about fancy food, it must be fatty meat with plenty of oil.

The white fat meat is taken out from the big pot, cut into large slices as wide as fingers, dipped in garlic sauce, and oil oozes out from the corners of your mouth when you take a bite. This is called garlic-mashed white meat.

The meat slices must be large. If you cut them too thin or too small, people will still complain about you fingering their pussy behind their backs after you eat and drink, and they won't even be willing to cut the fat.

Fuck you, who the hell can be willing to give that up? The fat in the meat can be eaten for a year with the oil, and the oil can be used to make several dumplings.

Stir-fry the bitter intestines with dried chilies.

The pig intestines are even more amazing. They are definitely the most oily and delicious thing. Scrambled pig intestines are a real delicacy.

Moreover, you can't clean the pig intestines too cleanly with alkaline and vinegar. It must have a stinky smell, which is called authentic.

The pork kidneys were supposed to be cooked in oil, but Jiang He couldn't bear to do that, so he just cut some of them into pieces and stir-fried them. It was so delicious that it was perfect.

Just take out the bones and dip them in garlic sauce.

A big pot of pickled cabbage, sour and delicious.

It’s strange to say, when the authentic Northeastern pig-killing dish is stewed in a big pot, the smell is so pungent, fishy and smelly that it makes you want to vomit.

But when you take each one out separately, the taste changes, and it becomes so fragrant that it makes you dizzy.

For this kind of rough food with Northeastern regional characteristics, it is best not to read it from the beginning. Eat it directly on the table and you will be surprised.

Jiang He showed off half a plate of garlic pork. The meat was fat and greasy, and it was so delicious that it was full of oil when you bit it.

He finished half a plate of blood sausage with garlic sauce and nearly half a pound of 60-degree loose bread that cost eight cents a pound. He was enjoying himself listening to a bunch of old people flattering him when Chunyu grabbed his collar and dragged him to the outer room.

A woman wearing an old cotton-padded jacket with patches on it was lighting a fire in the stove. When she squatted there, her knees touched her chin, which showed that her legs were long.

"Brother, look at this old woman, is she cool?"

Jiang He took a look and saw that she was about forty years old, weathered, beautiful, with a good figure, and a hint of melancholy. She was really attractive.

"Miao Xiaorui's mother!" Chunyu smiled.

Jiang He's heart moved. Miao Xiaorui was a beauty second only to Miao Xiaoyu, and she was even younger. Her mother was not even forty years old.

The vicissitudes of life and the former beauty intertwined together, for a twenty-year-old boy, it was like a nuclear bomb exploding in his heart.

Fortunately, Jiang He is not a twenty-year-old boy in the true sense, and he has some red lines in mind.

Jiang He rubbed his face and thought, "If I hadn't touched Miao Xiaorui and taken off her socks and almost got athlete's foot on her mouth, everything would be fine."

Forget it, even if I want to, my brother Shen won’t let me!

Looking at the other old ladies, they were obviously envious and jealous of Xiao Rui's mother.

The girl is marrying a technician from the Forestry Bureau. I heard that he graduated from a technical secondary school and is an educated person. He gave the betrothal gift of more than 200 yuan as soon as he asked. From now on, they will be city dwellers who can eat commercial grain.

Xiao Rui's mother looked up, her weathered face still had a hint of beauty.

In the words of later generations, it is called having a girlish feeling.

Jiang He nodded to her and said silently in his heart, Mother-in-law No. 3, I will definitely take good care of your daughter, especially in front of her husband.

Of course, the number one mother-in-law is Old Mrs. Chen. There is nothing to say about it. The sister-in-law and the mother-in-law have lived together for two years. Old Mrs. Chen protects Xiaoyu so well. She is not her biological mother, but she is better than her biological mother.

The second mother-in-law is naturally Miao's mother. Whether she can maintain her position as the second mother depends on her future performance.

There is nothing much to say about mother-in-law number three. I have reserved her. I am doing this for justice in the world.

The old Kibadeng gang dragged Jiang He back to drink again.

Even though these old men look frail and may die tomorrow, they can really drink. They can chug down two kilograms of 60-proof liquor, gesticulating excitedly, and not a single one of them would crawl under the table.

Jiang He was a big drinker in his previous life, and he was no exception in this life. However, his body was too young and had not yet been affected by the alcohol. He could not drink more than two kilograms of liquor and vomited as soon as he went out.

Jiang He was shocked when he vomited blood!

But when he looked again, he found that it was not his own blood, but the blood in the blood sausage he had just eaten that was vomited out.

Jiang He drank too much and lay down on the kang in the inner room. Miao Xiaoyu quickly covered him with a quilt and then slept next to Jiang He.

Then Chunyu came in and she also slept in this room.

When Miao Xiaoyu saw the spring rain, she was frightened and quickly hid to the other side of the river.

Chunyu is a nice person, but he touches me whenever he gets the chance, which is very wrong.

Chunyu saw that this was not going to work. I had finally got the chance, how could I let you run away?

So, she pulled Jiang He from the head of the kang to the end, and she insisted on sleeping with Miao Xiaoyu in her arms.

Jiang He woke up in a daze and slapped Chunyu hard on the butt. Chunyu immediately calmed down.

Jiang He held Miao Xiaoyu in his arms, not giving Chunyu any chance.

Chunyu murmured quietly that you still didn’t drink enough and waited for you to fall asleep.

Then, Chunyu fell asleep first.

When Jiang He woke up in the morning, he saw Miao's mother still sitting on the kang crying. She made him so annoyed that he told them to have another one.

As a result, Miao Laonian and Miao Ma were both stunned and fell into deep thought.

"Where's Liu Er?"

Chunyu said, "I left with a five-guarantee household last night, carrying two pounds of pork, saying I was going back to continue drinking."

Jiang He didn't care, as long as he didn't drink too much and freeze to death.

Miao Xiaoyu made breakfast, including corn grits porridge and the leftover sauerkraut stew from yesterday, which tasted delicious.

Before they finished their meal, a beautiful young woman came to the door. Without saying a word, she grabbed Jiang He and started crying.

The rivers are numb.

Who the hell are you? This is my first time back in Lingbei Village. You can’t even deny your own mistakes if you try to lie.