Transmigrating with a Five Million Dollar Retirement Life

Chapter 33 Braised Pork Rice

Once everyone was seated, Mu Xue couldn't wait to pick up a piece of fatty intestine and stuff it into her mouth.

One bite and it's soft, chewy, and fragrant. I never expected that smelly intestines would taste so good after being cooked properly.

Mu Xue didn't say anything, but she ate one piece after another at a faster pace. Mu Qing and He Fan exchanged a glance and also tacitly sped up their eating.

In less than fifteen minutes, the delicious food on the table was completely devoured, and even the soup stains were mixed with rice and eaten by Wang Hefan. The bowls were gleaming, as if they had been washed.

After dinner, everyone, exhausted from a long day, went to bed early to rest. After the two sisters fell asleep, Song Jiaojiao entered the space to check on the growth of the food there.

Now there are more things in the space. There are common vegetables such as peppers, radishes, cabbage, loofah, bok choy, and lotus root. There are also sweet potato tips that we can eat. The sweet potatoes we planted last time are growing very well and can be harvested in a few days. Once they are harvested, we can start making something.

There are two kinds of fruit, but it's still too little. We need to make money and find a way to build our own caravan. The Great Jin Kingdom has a large territory, and there are always other places with crops that Qingshui Village doesn't have. He Fan is not young anymore, so he can go out and make his way in the world.

Wang Hefan, still asleep, suddenly felt very cold, pulled the blanket up, turned over, and went back to sleep.

Song Jiaojiao gathered the ripe vegetables from the space and then left.

I pulled the blanket up a little tighter for Mu Qing and Mu Xue, and felt that the weather was getting colder and colder.

The next day arrived, and the weather was sunny. Song Jiaojiao, who had just finished breakfast, sat in the courtyard, watching the bustling work next door. Mu Qing had also boiled water for everyone and delivered it over early in the morning. Feeling a bit bored, Song Jiaojiao still wanted to go up the mountain again to explore places she hadn't been before and see if she could make any new discoveries.

While Song Jiaojiao was wandering around, Aunt Li arrived with everyone. Perhaps because she was thinking about the delicious food Song Jiaojiao had mentioned yesterday, they arrived even earlier than yesterday.

"Jiaojiao, I brought a bowl of the kimchi you wanted. I don't know if it's enough. If not, have your sister-in-law go back and get some more." Aunt Li held a large bowl of kimchi in her hand, with radish and ginger, slightly powdery, and it looked delicious.

"Auntie, that's enough, that's enough. It's just right for stir-frying pork kidneys." Song Jiaojiao quickly got up and took the kimchi.

The aunties also started their work for the day. Song Jiaojiao thought that today's dishes would be good with rice, so she asked the aunties to steam a big pot of rice.

After entering the kitchen, Song Jiaojiao first picked out the braised pork intestines and pig stomach that had been braised yesterday, poured the braising liquid into the pot, and took out a large piece of pork belly, cut it into small pieces, and put them into the pot to braise.

While the meat is braising, cut the kimchi into shreds, then take out the pork kidneys that were prepared last night and process them, draining the blood water and marinating them with a little cornstarch, salt and white wine.

At this moment, the pot began to boil, and the irresistible aroma wafted to the workers next door, making everyone's mouths water.

"I wonder what delicious food Madam Song has made today. The aroma is so strong."

"Yes, I still remember yesterday's meal very well."

"Yes, yes, the food is too good. To be honest, I didn't eat breakfast, just to save room for lunch."

"Who says otherwise? The employer hasn't treated us badly, so we have to work hard and try to finish as soon as possible." The workers said this, but their hands didn't slow down at all. They were all determined to finish as soon as possible and not let down such good food.

The women in the courtyard, drawn by the aroma, all craned their necks to look towards the kitchen. If they hadn't been busy with their work, they would have rushed in to see what was going on.

"Jiaojiao, what did you make? It smells so good, even better than the food from the restaurants in town." Aunt Li asked Song Jiaojiao as she looked at the rice in the pot, which was almost cooked.

"This is braised food, made with offal from yesterday. I also added a piece of pork belly. Of course, it's also fine to use it to braise some radish, wood ear fungus, and mushrooms."

Aunt Li didn't ask any more questions after hearing what Song Jiaojiao said. She thought that since the food smelled so good, it must taste delicious. Maybe she was planning to set up a stall in town.

Song Jiaojiao used chopsticks to test if the meat was cooked. It was just right, so she quickly scooped up the meat and braising liquid, then put the large intestine and pig stomach that she had just picked out into the braising liquid to soak. She could cut it up once the vegetables were cooked.

Heat oil in a wok, add all the chopped kimchi and stir-fry until fragrant. Then add the marinated pork kidneys and stir-fry over high heat for a while. Once the pork kidneys change color, remove them from the wok. This method will result in the most tender pork kidneys.

Aunt Li watched Song Jiaojiao stir-fry the vegetables and had no idea that kimchi could be stir-fried. The stir-fried kimchi was even more sour than the kimchi that you could eat directly after taking it out of the water. It wasn't until she put the red offal into the water that Aunt Li realized that Song Jiaojiao hadn't been messing around. In no time, the aroma that was no less than that of braised dishes wafted out. Only then did Aunt Li realize that Song Jiaojiao hadn't been fooling around.

"Jiaojiao, can we just stir-fry that red offal with kimchi?" Aunt Li couldn't hold back any longer and asked the question that had been bothering her.

"Yes, this is pork kidney. It's good for the kidneys. Stir-frying it with kimchi can effectively mask its odor. But the most important thing is to remove the white membrane inside the kidney to get rid of the unpleasant smell," Song Jiaojiao said to Aunt Li after washing her hands.

"Auntie, we can start eating after stir-frying some vegetables. You can start stir-frying, and I'll cut up the braised large intestine."

"Okay, we were originally invited to cook, but we've ended up being your assistants." Aunt Li said apologetically as she watched Song Jiaojiao finish preparing most of the dishes.

"Hey, I'll only be doing this for the next couple of days. I'll have to trouble you guys again later," Song Jiaojiao said, slicing the large intestine.

"Don't mention the trouble. We're getting paid, we're not working for free. If you say that, I'll feel bad taking the money. Okay, you go ahead and do your work, I'll go cook the dishes."

Seeing Aunt Li's hurried figure, Song Jiaojiao smiled and continued cutting the large intestine. She put the cut large intestine, pig stomach and pork belly back into the braising liquid. Later, she would pour a spoonful over each person and mix it with rice for a delicious meal.

After Aunt Li finished cooking, she called the workers to eat. The workers had been eagerly waiting for a long time, and their stomachs had been growling countless times since the aroma of the braised meat wafted out.

Looking at the brown rice, a large bowl of dark broth with an enticing aroma, and a huge bowl of stir-fried pork kidneys with kimchi that looked delicious, everyone was worried that Song Jiaojiao would be eaten out of house and home. Such good food was better than anything during the Chinese New Year.

Fragrant rice served with a spoonful of braised pork and broth, topped with a large chopstick of kimchi and pork kidney, and finally topped with vibrant green stir-fried vegetables. The only sounds in the room were the clinking of chopsticks against bowls and the rustling of chewing. No one spoke; speaking to such delicious food would be disrespectful.