On the Wedding Night In the 80s, the Sweet Wife Has Space

  Chapter 200 Shabu Mutton

  Hearing what his daughter-in-law said to keep his elder brother for dinner, Ling Chuan said in a timely manner, "Momo, I'll go buy what you want for lunch."

   "Let's go together, we have to buy some seasonings."

"it is good."

  After going out, when passing by a small shop, Yun Mo turned in, called Zeng Fang, and asked her to come over for lunch.

   Arriving at the vegetable market, Yunmo went straight to the meat stall and chose five catties of beef belly and five catties of lamb tenderloin.

   Knowing that she ate shabu-shabu, the owner of the meat stall generously gave her two beef leg bones to cook the soup for her home.

   After buying the meat, Yunmo went to the vegetable stall and bought radishes, cabbage, bean sprouts, coriander, and green onions to make side dishes and seasoning dishes.

  After shopping for vegetables, the couple went to the grain and oil station and bought sesame paste, sesame oil, charcoal and so on.

  Backing back to the courtyard, seeing her and Ling Chuan entering the door carrying large and small bags of meat and vegetables, Ling Jiang hurried forward to help.

   "Sister and brother, why did you buy so much meat? How can you finish this?"

  Yun Mo explained with a smile: "If you can't finish eating, you can still eat it at night, brother, please come and go to the ice factory to buy a whole piece of ice. I can use it."

   "Okay, I'll go right away."

  In the kitchen, Yunmo instructed Ling Chuan to change the beef and mutton into strip-shaped pieces of meat. When Shibing bought them back, I would freeze them hard with ice kung fu so that they could be cut into thin slices for hot pot cooking.

   While Ling Chuan was cutting meat, she washed the beef leg bone that the butcher stall owner had given her, put it into an iron pot, and added spices such as ginger, scallions and white peppercorns to make a soup base.

After all the meat was cut, Lingjiang bought back ice cubes, a square piece. Yunmo asked Ling Chuan to hollow out the middle of the ice cubes with a sharp knife, and then stuffed long strips of beef and sheep into the meat. Freeze and cover with crushed ice so it freezes quickly.

  It would be great if there was a refrigerator at home, but refrigerators in this era are very difficult to buy, and tickets are required, and there are relationships.

   When the beef bone soup in the iron pot turned white, Zeng Fang also arrived.

   As soon as I arrived, I went into the kitchen, "Momo, it smells so good, what's delicious for lunch?"

  Yunmo deliberately teased her, "Hey, it's stewing in the pot, please eat the big bones and give you calcium supplements."

   "Huh?" Zeng Fang looked at the steaming iron pot, a little unwilling to give up, "Is it just bones? Nothing else?"

"What do you want to eat?"

   "Then what, there must be some meat. This dry bone has no meat, and it is not full after just drinking soup. Besides, I am in good health. I don't need to supplement it. If I supplement it, I will have excess nutrition."

  That's true, Zeng Fang is already plump, and if she makes up again, she will become too plump.

  Yunmo pointed at the ice cubes on the stone platform with a funny face, "The meat is there, don't worry, I guarantee you will be full."

   Zeng Fang ran to the ice, bent over and looked at it excitedly, "Is this mutton? Why do you freeze it? Just put it in the pot and stew it."

   "I don't stew, I eat shabu-shabu mutton and beef. Eating mutton alone is too hot."

   "Shabu Shabu? What's that?"

  Boiled mutton is the way of eating in the north, and Jiangshi is a southern city. The information in this era is relatively closed, and the spread of humanistic food is not as widespread as in later generations. Zeng Fang has never been to the north, so I don’t know that mutton is normal.

   "You'll find out later."

"All right."

  After Yunmo prepared the seasonings needed for the sauce, the beef and mutton in the ice cubes were almost frozen.

  Ling Chuan used to work as a dumpling in the back kitchen of a restaurant. Slicing meat is not difficult for him. The long strips of beef and mutton quickly become paper-like slices under the sharp kitchen knife.

  Ling Chuan concentrated on the sliced ​​meat, while Yunmo folded the meat slices into small rolls and neatly stacked them on the dish covered with crushed ice.

   Zeng Fang was not idle either, helping to bring the meat and vegetables to the stone table in the yard outside,

  Without much effort, ten catties of beef and mutton turned into ten beautiful meat rolls.

  Yunmo put the charcoal into the coal stove and lit it, and then found out the copper pot for mutton.

  The copper pot was bought when she passed by an iron shop a few days ago. When she saw this pot, the first thing in her mind was to buy it and cook mutton for home.

  Put the cleaned copper pot on the stone table, pour in the stewed beef bone soup, and put the red charcoal into the base of the copper pot.

  The copper pot conducts heat extremely quickly. After a while, the white beef bone soup in the pot began to gurgle and steam.

  Yunmo brought out the seasonings prepared in advance, "You can add a little of each seasoning, and you can put more sesame paste, which is more fragrant. If you like salty food, you can add a little more soy sauce."

  After adjusting the seasoning dish, Yunmo taught everyone how to cook sliced ​​meat.

  Put a whole plate of meat rolls into a copper pot, spread them out with clean chopsticks, and put them in a bowl when the meat turns off-white, and eat with seasonings.

   Zeng Fang had been starving for a long time. After hearing Yunmo say that the meat slices were cooked, she immediately stretched out her chopsticks to pick them up.

  Ling Chuan also stretched out his chopsticks, but he didn't eat the meat he picked up, but put it all in Yunmo's bowl.

   "Phew, it's so hot and delicious..."

  Except for Zeng Fang and Yun Mo, everyone else is from the bottom class, and they usually live a tight life, and it is hard to see even a little bit of meat.

   All of a sudden, a table full of meat was placed in front of them, and everyone was so flattered that they dared not move their chopsticks.

   This is a scene that I have never dared to dream of.

Seeing everyone's restraint and uneasiness, Yunmo greeted with a smile: "Eat them all, the hot-boiled mutton is delicious. After the meat is cooked, it should be picked up immediately. It will lose the taste when it is too old." .”

  Everyone was so hungry that they all stretched their chopsticks into the pot to scoop up meat after hearing what she said.

  Even though they were scalded until their teeth were cracked, everyone kept stuffing the meat into their mouths.

  For Ling Jiang and Zhou Xiaowei, this is the best meat they have ever eaten in their life, bar none.

  In Ling Chuan's heart, this hot pot meal has become the supreme delicacy in his heart, and he will never forget it no matter how many years pass for the rest of his life.

  After everyone finished scooping up the meat slices in the pot, Yunmo threw a few more radishes into it and cooked them slowly.

   This shabu-shabu meal didn't end until 2 o'clock.

   Ten catties of meat were eaten by six people.

   Zeng Fang had endless aftertaste while belching, "Momo, I have eaten braised mutton, roasted mutton, and stewed mutton, but I have never eaten boiled mutton. Where did you learn this way of eating?"

   "I saw it in a book."

  In her previous life, Yunmo lived in a northern city. Every winter, the family would gather together to eat boiled mutton.

  In order to eat the best mutton, her grandfather bought a farm specially to raise dozens of ALT sheep.

  This kind of sheep grows in deep mountains and forests, drinks mountain spring water, and eats wild pastures. The meat is tender and has no fishy smell.

  Zeng Fang didn't know that Yunmo had traveled from another world, and she really thought she learned it from books, so she couldn't help but praise her from the bottom of her heart.

"Momo, you are amazing. You can learn how to cook food just by reading books. I can't do it. My nanny taught me for half a month. I couldn't even cook a single dish, and I almost burned the kitchen. gone."

  (end of this chapter)