sjar Chapter 370 Pig Trotter Fork
Chapter 370 Pig Trotter Fork
Zhou Gu and others took a closer look at the cabbage leaves. There were so many delicious foods during the New Year, but they just washed a pile of cabbage leaves. Aren’t they full yet?
Zhou Guo gnawed on a pig's trotter. The trotter was stewed for just the right amount of time. If it was stewed a little more, it would be hard, and if it was stewed a little less, it would be mushy. This chewy texture was the best.
Especially the tendons on top, which are very sticky and delicious, but there are fewer tendons on pig's trotters. Next time when you make beef trotters, you can pick out the tendons and cook them separately.
The braised pork is fat but not greasy, with a strong aroma, and even the glutinous rice underneath is sweet and soft.
Then there was the mutton and carrots. The carrots were sweet, but the mutton had a strong smell. If you ignore the smell... Never mind, you can't ignore it. It's too strong! I don't know where the mutton came from, it smells so strong!
But some people love this mutton smell. Zhou Gu loves to eat it so much that he eats one piece after another and exclaims that it is delicious.
The barbecues were prepared by the old man himself, so there was nothing to complain about.
Fish stewed with tofu is also very delicious, especially when pine mushroom powder is added, it tastes even better.
Pig head is a rare delicacy under normal circumstances, but it was not obvious at the dinner table today. No one at the table reached out for its chopsticks as there were too many delicious dishes to eat.
Seeing everyone eating quickly, Mrs. Li hurriedly said, "Eat slowly. This New Year's Eve dinner is meant to be savored slowly. The slower you eat, the better. The more you eat, the more you have."
The more you eat, the more you have?
Everyone slowed down involuntarily. This phrase sounded good. The more you eat, the more you have. If you can have enough for every meal, then what is there to worry about?
Zhou Guo chewed the pig's trotter slowly and picked up a trotter fork specially.
Zhou Gu looked up and saw it, and was shocked, "Put it down quickly, children can't eat forks, otherwise your husband will be forked away by someone else in the future, and you won't be able to get married."
Zhou Guo, who was enjoying his meal, was silent for a while, then waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "It's okay, just take it away, who cares!"
After saying that, she buried her head and started to chew on it again. The braised pig's trotters tasted really good. Although the seasoning was not complete, it was one of the most delicious dishes she had ever had in her two lifetimes. She always gave the highest praise to the ones she made herself.
Therefore, at this moment, there was no reason for her to give up the pig fork in her hand!
Everyone at the table looked over and when they saw that there was only half of the pork fork left in her hand, they all shut up. What could the big deal be if she had already eaten it?
Li said, "Forget about this one. Don't eat it anymore. Otherwise, you will not be able to get married and will just be an old maid."
Zhou Guo bit off a small bone and said vaguely, "Mom, there's no need to be so particular. Just imagine, if I'm about to starve to death and there's a pot of pig's trotters in front of us... do you think we should eat it or not? Of course we should eat it, isn't that the truth? Well, besides... how can you throw away their future daughter-in-law by eating a piece of pig's trotter? If she can be taken away so easily... then she's not their daughter-in-law."
Having said that, the pig's trotter was also finished!
None of the younger generation in the Zhou family is married, and naturally those who are unmarried are not allowed to eat pig hoofs. I have never eaten it in all these years, so I don’t know what it tastes like.
Zhou Mi asked: "How is it? Is it delicious?"
Zhou Guo nodded, "It's delicious. I've already eaten one, so I can have another one. Those of you who haven't eaten yet should not eat them. It would be bad if it really works."
A smile appeared on the old man's lips.
Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You've already eaten it, but now you don't want others to eat it?"
Zhou Guo said as a matter of course: "Mom, didn't you say that if I ate it, I would kill my wife and husband? I don't care. I've already eaten it, so it doesn't matter if I eat one or two pieces."
As he said that, he actually picked another one and started to chew it with great relish. There wasn't much fat on the hoof fork, only skin and tendons, and all the essence was on it.
Seeing how deliciously she was eating, Zhou Gu and the others couldn't help but start to nibble on the pig's trotters as well.
I bought half a pork, two pig's trotters, and four forks on each trotter, a total of eight forks.
Zhou Guo ate two by himself, and there were three or four left in the pot. Zhou Mai picked up one, Zhou Mi picked up one, and Zhou Xing also ate one.
Seeing them chewing on the pig fork one by one, Zhou Gu shook his head and said, "Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to find a wife in the future, like the old man Wu in the village?"
Old man Wu was from a poor family and was a cripple. He had never married and had no children. His life was very miserable when he was old. Sometimes he was so sick that he could not get out of bed. The villagers would bring him a bowl of rice when they ate. He would eat from one family in the morning and another in the evening. He had to eat from hundreds of families. But when the villagers were not around, he could not even find anyone to pour him a sip of water.
Everyone in the village saw it, especially those like Zhou Gu, who had reached the marriageable age but still hadn't found a wife. They became anxious, fearing that they would not be able to find a wife either, and would end up like Old Man Wu in their later years.
Zhou Mai chewed on the pig's trotter and shook his head, "Don't worry, I still have you, big brother. You can just give birth to a few more nephews and give birth to our share as well."
Zhou Mi nodded, "Yes, yes, brother, if we can't find a wife, we will have to rely on our nephews when we get old."
Zhou Gu was dumbfounded. He never expected that he would not only be responsible for finding a wife and having children, but also for taking care of his two younger brothers until their death.
Zhou Guo coughed awkwardly, "Brother, if I can't get married, I'll have to trouble my nephews."
Speaking of Zhou Xing, she also raised her head...
The pig's trotter on Zhou Gu's chopsticks fell into the bowl with a plop, and the soup in the bowl splashed several greasy spots on his chest.
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The meal was slowly finished amidst the noise and laughter.
Half of the dish was left uneaten, a rare sight of leftovers. Li said, "You can't finish all the dishes for the New Year's Eve dinner. Even if there is only one dish, you should leave some for the whole family to eat. This is called having a surplus."
Everyone nodded. The inheritance of customs lies in these insignificant little things and is regarded as the guiding principle by generations of people.
Zhou Gu has lost his appetite since that pig's trotter. The pressure is too great!
Li frowned, glanced at Zhou Guo and the others, and sighed in her heart. Damao was too honest. He had been hanging out with his uncle since childhood, but how come he hadn't learned any cleverness from him?
Seeing that he was still frowning, Zhou Guo smiled and said, "Brother, don't worry, they are just teasing you. You believe this, the burden of the Zhou family's inheritance will definitely not fall on you alone. However, what I said is true, so, brother, you still have to work hard!"
Zhou and Mai laughed secretly.
Zhou Gu finally realized what was happening, but he wasn't angry anymore. He touched his head and smiled innocently, "I didn't think about it for a moment!"
The old man smiled and said, "Being honest has its advantages. You are quite good this way."
After cleaning the table on the kang, Zhou Guo served out bowls of fried peanuts and melon seeds, separate the original flavor and the spiced flavor. He also served a large bowl of dates, and various pastries, picking up a dozen pieces of each and piling them in bowls.