novelraw Chapter 1194 571: Whole Pig Feast (Part 2)
Chapter 1194 571: Whole Pig Feast (Part 2)
Talking about collecting too much pig's blood to eat in one go, it turns sour if kept too long and becomes wasteful. It's better to share with the neighbors.
"Lao San, you said Youyou especially loves eating pork knuckles, and today she wants to eat four at once, preferably four different kinds."
"Dongpo Pork Knuckles, Fengjing Ding Hoof, Crystal Pork Knuckle, and Braised Pork Knuckle."
"Youyou also likes Mei Cai Kou Rou, Four Happiness Meatballs, Braised Spare Ribs, Sweet and Sour Ribs, Pork with Vermicelli, Sauerkraut Bone, and Nine-Turned Pork Intestines."
"For Nine-Turned Pork Intestines, it's best to use the intestine head."
"One pig only has one intestine, where can we find enough intestine heads to make a plate of Nine-Turned Pork Intestines?" Jiang Weiguo looked at his grinning third son with a straight face and spoke more sternly, adding a faint hint of a smile that Jiang Jiankang completely missed.
"Dad, that's no problem, I'll go to town now to buy some, we can definitely gather enough." Jiang Jiankang said excitedly.
Jiang Weiguo chuckled coldly: "It's really no problem. Tomorrow go buy 200 pig intestines from town. I'll cook you 20 plates so you can even dream about it. Now go to the backyard and wash the intestines!"
"You are responsible for all the offals today. If there are any issues, you'll not even have pig intestines to eat. Your mom boiled a huge pot of sweet potatoes for Er Hua, San Hua, Si Hua, and you can eat them together."
Jiang Jiankang: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ
"Dad!"
"Go wash the intestines!"
Jiang Jiankang dared not say another word and ran off like the wind.
Jiang Weiguo turned his attention to Jiang Jiankang's wife, Wang Xiulian, who immediately smiled broadly: "Dad, I just saw Mom washing vegetables, I'll go help her!"
With that, Wang Xiulian ran off, leaving their son, Jiang Feng, standing there trembling.
Jiang Feng: ...
Jiang Feng had to muster up his courage and ask, "Grandpa, what... what should I do?"
"What should you do? Aren't you too busy with studying to learn cooking? Of course, go back to study."
"Grandpa... my dad got me a three-day leave."
Jiang Weiguo, with a stern face: "Go chop meat."
Jiang Feng also ran off, strikingly similar to Jiang Jiankang's posture.
After scolding his son and grandson, Jiang Weiguo turned to An Youyou with a much calmer expression and said, "We're having a whole pig feast today."
"Oh, oh," An Youyou nodded quickly, then asked somewhat puzzledly, "What is a whole pig feast?"
"It was a feast served at Taifeng Building before, consisting of 36 dishes including cold dishes, hot courses, soups, and staple foods. But my skills aren't perfect, I can only make a simplified 18-dish version. Back when your grandma and I were begging, she said when we become well-off someday, we'll buy a pig for everyone during the New Year."
"I thought then, if that day ever came, I would cook a whole pig feast for everyone during New Year."
"Now that you are here, you should eat for your grandma."
An Youyou didn't expect that Jiang Weiguo remembered what she said years ago. Looking at the two boxes of milk she bought, she regretted not buying the most expensive one because she had been reluctant.
If I'd known Thirteen was so thoughtful, I should have bought those two boxes of organic milk.
"Are there pork knuckles and braised pork in the 18 dishes of the whole pig feast?" An Youyou asked with a face full of longing.
Hearing this, Jiang Weiguo was also taken aback, probably not expecting An Youyou to have similar tastes to the eldest, hitting on his must-have New Year's Eve dishes.
"Yes," Jiang Weiguo nodded affirmatively, "If you want to eat, we can make four kinds of pork knuckles today."
"But don't listen to my family's Lao San; I'm not that skilled with Crystal Pork Knuckle. I can make two portions of Dongpo Pork Knuckle, two portions of Fengjing Ding Hoof."
"Processing pork takes a long time, and the backyard is heavy with the smell of blood. You guys go to the front room to watch some TV. Everyone's busy, no time to make tea for you, if you want tea, boil some water yourself, there's a kettle inside, tea leaves are in the cabinet, peanuts and sunflower seeds and some snacks are also in the cabinet, help yourself."
After saying this, Jiang Weiguo headed to the backyard to handle the pork, as brisk and no-nonsense as ever.
Qin Huai and the others could only obediently go to the front room, watching TV while munching on sunflower seeds and chatting.
"Qin Huai, I noticed you kept staring at Jiang Feng earlier, what's up?" Shi Dadan asked as soon as he sat down.
"Ah? Did I?" Qin Huai was taken aback, he didn't even realize.
"Yes," An Youyou nodded, "The moment you got out of the car, you kept staring at him for at least a minute or two."
"Oh," Qin Huai said as he rummaged for some tea leaves from the cabinet where all the tea was quite high-quality and pricey, not wanting to drink anything expensive, he finally chose a packet of black tea, "I thought he resembled Jiang Chengde."
"Jiang Chengde?" Shi Dadan was unfamiliar with the name and didn't even react to who it was.
"That's the father of Mr. Jiang, probably Jiang Feng's great-grandfather," Qin Huai explained, "I've seen him in Zhao Cheng'an's memories. Honestly, neither Master Jing or Jiang Weiming, nor Jiang Weiguo when he was young, and including currently seen Master Jiang Jiankang look much like Jiang Chengde, only Jiang Feng does."
"He looks at least seventy percent alike, maybe eighty if he was a bit more robust."
"For some reason, seeing his face makes me feel it's a waste if he doesn't learn to cook but focuses on studying."
"You have to know, in the recipe I have, Jiang Chengde casually made locust flower buns for kids, and they were of Level S quality. Seeing Jiang Feng's face, I felt he had a face particularly suited to cooking, so I couldn't help but take several glances."
"It's quite endearing."
An Youyou couldn't quite understand what a particularly good cooking face meant.
Shi Dadan simply cracked sunflower seeds silently without saying a word.