Chapter 80 Stinky Molan

The eggs saved at home were eaten up when the house was built. A few days ago, Molan asked Wang to buy 200 eggs. She processed it and prepared to use it as a new food after the shop opened. The egg water she drinks now is estimated to be the one that Wang has saved recently.

When Molan finished her clothes, Wang picked up a wooden comb to comb Molan's hair. She was really powerless for all kinds of buns in this era. She used to have long hair and shawls. After she came here, after tying up a bun for the first time, Wang Shi took over the work of combing her hair.

After tidying up, Molan followed her uncle to get on Lao Liu's ox cart. Now Lao Liu is about to become her driver. They have to go into town almost every day to buy all kinds of things.

In fact, there is also a butcher in their village, who also sells meat, but he sells less meat, and he doesn't sell it every day. The better meat is basically sold to Cheng Ju's family. When Cheng Ju's selection, it's his turn is the rest.

Molan has also been there several times. It's time to use meat urgently. When she buys it, the rest of the meat is not in a good location, and the price is not cheap, so they usually come here to buy it when they are in a hurry. Usually, they still go to the town to buy it.

I bought a few bighead vegetables first, and then some mustard pimples. Hey, there are cucumber sellers. It seems that some people grow vegetables early. When she goes home, she has to go to the vegetable field to see if her cucumbers are knotted.

After buying vegetables, she came to the meat stall. The owner of the meat stall is a man in his 30s. His surname is Li, and he and Molan are also acquaintances. Since she first came to buy meat with her aunt and was bullied by a butcher boss, Molan chose the meat of this house to buy. The price is really good,

"Brother Mo is here. How much meat is Xiao Lanlan going to buy today?" Butcher Li greeted warmly.

"Good, Uncle Li, give us a pig's head, ten catties of front nest, two catties of five flowers, two big bone sticks, and four pig's feet. Give me a pair of things like going out of the water or something." Molan reported what she wanted in her heart.

"All right, I'll chop it for you right away." Butcher Li smiled honestly, picked up the machete and began to chop the meat for Molan.

Weighed the meat and calculated the money. Butcher Li threw it into the basket and put two pigs into the water. He said it was for Molan and others.

Molan said thank you with a smile. Looking at the slippery pig intestine, she frowned. This thing is cheap and expensive in this era. Not many families will wash it hard. If it can't be washed clean, the smell is too big. It's too troublesome, and there are few things coming out, so few people buy it. It'

Molan didn't plan to make it for sale, but it was good to make it for her family.

After leaving the butcher shop, Molan and they went to buy two chickens, beef, peanuts, and some food, so they hurried back.

When they got home, everyone began to be busy, cutting vegetables and cutting meat. The reason why it is carried out separately is that it is so efficient.

The second reason is that the first time they had steamed buns, Qiu finished chopping the meat and directly began to chop the vegetables without cleaning the chopping board. Mo Lan asked her, and she said that the minced meat on the chopping board could not be cleaned, and the time of chopping vegetables would be stained, so that the meat would not be

Molan can't tell her mother that there are many bacteria in raw meat. If you don't wash the vegetable board after chopping raw meat, it is easy to cause disease. She can only say that the meat and vegetables are chopped separately, which can save a lot of time, and the chopping board will be cleaned later. After all, the disease comes from the mouth, and you have to be careful in this regard.

Seeing that everyone was busy, Molan went to make a fire by herself. First, she lit a large piece of birch bark with flint and put it into the furnace, then put some straw on it, and then pressed a few small but dry wooden shackles. The fire slowly ignited, and the broken Molan just pressed a slightly larger piece of wood on the other side.

The fire slowly lit up, and the fire was beating on Molan's face, which made her little face blush. Seeing that the fire should not go out, Molan used a big sle to set up the wood inside. The gap was large and it was faster. She got up to see if the water in the pot was enough, and then she sat down After the stove, white smoke began to exhale pig's head, pig's tail and pig's feet.

Looking at the bubbling pig fragments, Molan found a corner to wash the pig's intestine.

"Burn Lan'er's thing and let it go until your mother finishes washing it. Don't touch your hands and don't make you stinky." Qiu, who was chopping meat, watched her daughter wash the pig's intestines, and she hurriedly shouted.

"It's okay, mother. I'll wash it first. If I can't wash it, I'll wash it later." Molan also shouted at Qiu.

"In that, don't show off. If you can't wash it clean, just leave it." Qiu told her daughter. She told her

"Hey." Molan answered, and then began to clean up the pig's large intestine.

To be honest, this thing is really dirty. She first squeezed out the dirty things in the pig's large intestine, and then washed it with water. After pouring the water out, she began to turn over the pig's large intestine. Looking at the green and sticky thing inside, Molan frowned. There was nothing she could do. If she wanted to make money .

Wash the dirty things inside with water first, then pour the alkaline noodles into it, soak it for a few minutes, and Molan began to rub it hard. Seeing that there was almost nothing dirty on the oil, Molan nodded with satisfaction and washed it with water.

After flushing, Molan turned the intestines back again. Molan paid special attention to the time of turning. The over and the unturned ones were separated, or they would stick together and be unclean.

After turning it all over, the front of the intestines was also sticky, and it was washed with water again. Molan turned over with chopsticks again. This time, she washed and rubbed it with coarse salt.

After cleaning it again, Molan looked at it and took the intestines to another cauldron. If there is the most thing in the courtyard now, Molan will tell you that it is a pot except for people. There are three large stoves in the courtyard, and there are three big pots on it, so as to ensure that it can be used at any

After the water in the pot boils, Molan first threw in the overturned pig intestine, and then threw in a few large materials. The large materials are fishy, so when making something smelly, you can put some large ingredients.

After cooking for a while, I saw that the intestines were basically curled and discounted. Molan took out the intestines, then scooped out the dirty water in the pot, poured it into a large bucket, and added clean water to the pot. When the intestines cools down for a while, you can turn it over and put it in and In addition, Molan didn't put anything else.

After exhaling the intestines, Molan began to wash her hands and face. She took the soap corner to wash the left side and the other side. Finally, she hit it with the pancreas. She put her hand under her nose and smelled it. She felt that it still smelled. She sighed secretly. After washing it so many times, it Ah.

"This girl won't let her wash it. She should wash it. Now you know it stinks." Qiu couldn't help laughing when she looked at her daughter's hand and frown.

Haha, as soon as she finished speaking, everyone laughed. Everyone laughed secretly when they saw Mo Lan's movements. Now looking at Qiu's daughter, Mo Lan pouted her little mouth and threw a sad look, and everyone couldn't help being happy.

"Milk, aunt, mother, sister, and Xiao San'er, you all laugh at me. Whoever laughs at noon will not give the intestines to anyone." Molan was cruel to everyone, but in fact, she was also laughing in her heart.

"Sister, San'er didn't laugh at me." The little guy had been sitting on the small bench and looking at his mother's steamed buns. Now when he heard his sister mention his name, he hurriedly stood up and told his sister that he was not smiling.

"Good, San'er didn't laugh. I gave San'er a meal at noon." Molan walked over and gently pinched Xiao San's face with her hand.

"San'er, do you smell my sister's stink?" Molan put her hand in front of Xiao San'er's nose.

The little guy smelled for a long time, his little eyebrows frowned, and his little face twitched. After thinking about it for a long time, he said, "It's a little smelly, but Xiao San'er doesn't think it stinky."

Molan is speechless. Why does she still stink?

"San'er, is my sister's hand smelly?" She asked again.

"The hands don't stink, and the body stinks." The little guy pointed to her clothes and answered her question seriously.

After listening to this, Mo Lan's eyes lit up, and her hands and face were not smelly, but the clothes were not changed. It seemed that the smell was smelly.

Mo Lan kissed the mistress, and then ran back to the house to change her clothes. There are no two sets of Molan's clothes in total. They are all modified by Momei's previous clothes, but she doesn't dislike them. Anyway, the clothes are covered, and it's okay to be clean. She doesn't ask for anything else, right! I don't want it now!

After changing her clothes, Molan ran to Xiao San'er again and asked, "San'er, smell it quickly. Do you still stink?"

"It doesn't stink. My sister doesn't stink at all." The little guy sniffed a few times and happily told Molan the answer.

Molan laughed happily with Xiao San'er and went to look at the two pots.

The intestines are exhaled first. Molan just wanted to fish it out, but suddenly she thought of something and shouted at Qiu Shi, "Mom, come and help me take out the intestines out. I'm afraid it will stink again. I'm going to sell steamed buns later. If my body is smelly, I'm afraid

"Oh, my mother is coming." After hearing this, Qiu hurriedly put down the work in his hand and came to fish out the intestines in the pot.

"Don't say, Lan'er's washing is really clean, better than my mother's washing." Qiu looked at the intestines in the basin and praised his daughter.

Molan smiled, can her heart be unclean? The village is reluctant to use water and coarse salt. Who can be as prodigal as her?

"Why, Lan'er wants to sell her intestines? This thing is cheap. Can anyone buy it? Qiu asked his daughter about the water in the pot.

"I don't sell it. It's from the owner of the meat stall. Let's eat it ourselves." Molan answered her mother's question smoothly.

"Middle, although this food is not delicious, it is also meat. It's time to add vegetables at noon. Qiu cleaned the pot and went to work on her again.

And Molan was worried about the remaining chicken. One of the two chickens made her stew, and the other one she couldn't make roast chicken. She couldn't do it. Is it braised chicken or white-cut chicken?

Forget it, it's still braised**. The white-cut chicken should be dipped in seasonings for fear that people will find it troublesome, while the braised chicken can be torn by hand, which is more in line with the taste and image of the man on the construction site.

Thinking of doing it, Molan made the rest of the braised chicken.