Although it is still a bit early to kill pigs, in previous years, they were slaughtered by the New Year, but they couldn't resist the noise of some people in the village saying that the pigs became thinner and thinner the more they raised them. So when everyone in the village discussed, they ended up killing the pigs and sharing the meat.

Mushui went to queue up early in the morning to divide the meat. The pork had to be divided according to the work points of the family. Mushui Zhou Shuilian and Mu Xiu calculated the work points, which was only divided into three kilograms of meat...

Mu Xiu walked up to take a look and saw a piece of lean meat on the stone slab, with a little fat meat hanging on the lean meat. It looked six-slim and four-slim. However, this piece of meat was good in Mu Xiu's eyes. Especially this is not like the quick-forming pigs in later generations, which can be slaughtered in a few months. This is pure and authentic local pork! Especially so much lean meat! It is simply perfect!

"This meat is pretty good!" Mu Xiu said while thinking.

"Where is this meat? It's all lean meat, not much fat. The fat meat can be refined lard. It can be kept there and eaten. What can these lean meat do? There is no ice... No, it can't be preserved. If you can't finish eating, it will break! When you finish eating, what should you do during the New Year?" Mu Xiaocao looked at Mu Xiu with some collapse.

When Mu Xiu heard that Mu Xiaocao was angry because of this, he suddenly realized that Mu Xiaocao said that although there were already refrigerators in this era, there were only a few people who could afford them, and that was something that only people in big cities could buy. For example, in the countryside, even electricity was not even available, let alone know about these things.

On weekdays, some people grow some rapeseed and squeeze oil to eat, but due to process restrictions, the rapeseed oil you squeezed is not only bad, but the fried vegetables also have a taste. People still prefer to eat lard made of fat meat, which is really fragrant, so these lean meats are so disliked by Mu Xiaocao...

"Just this little meat, you'll finish it after you finish it. Just go and buy it later." Mu Xiu said without caring.

"It's light. People of all kinds of people in this family cannot waste all the money they have. I know you can make money and you can waste it, but we still have to live carefully." Mu Xiaocao's tone began to heavier when he saw Mu Xiu's attitude.

"Xiaocao, the meat has been divided, and there is nothing to do now. Don't argue. Let's marinate the meat and eat it slowly." Zhou Shuilian said weakly, and came forward to get the meat.

"Don't!" Mu Xiu thought of the cured meat I ate at the Mu family last time. It was not only surprisingly salty, but also had no trace of fragrance in her mouth, which was so unpalatable that she hurriedly spoke to stop it.

After saying that, Mu Xiu explained in confusion: "I saw others making sausages in the provincial capital. The sausages can be made and tastes fragrant. Put two slices when cooking, which are much better than lard."

"Really?" Zhou Shuilian was a little disbelieved.

"Really, mom, if you don't believe me, I'll make this sausage. Everyone, try it. Dad, go to the pig slaughter place to take a look and get the pig's small intestine over." Mu Xiu said hurriedly when he thought of the casings needed to make sausage.

"The pig's intestine tastes bitter and smelly. What do you want that?" Mushui asked.

"Dad, go and get it quickly. It's necessary to make sausages." Mu Xiu urged Mu Shui.

When Mushui heard that he needed to make sausages, he immediately went out to find the pig intestine. Mu Xiu walked into the kitchen and picked up the kitchen knife. He first cut a small piece of pure lean meat from the piece of meat, put it in a bowl, and left it for the past two days to eat it. Compared with the lean meat, the remaining fat meat is half thin and half fat.

Mu Xiu washed the meat and cut the fat and lean meat into small pieces first. However, when washing and cutting the meat, Mu Xiu secretly took out some of the pork in the space and mixed it in...

Mu Xiu started chopping it up with a kitchen knife. During this period, Mu Xiaocao replaced her to rest. When the two sisters chopped the meat, Mu Xiu marinated the meat with seasonings, and Mu Shui came back with a pair of pig intestines.

"No one wants this thing. Fortunately, I went there, otherwise I would throw it to feed the dog." Mu Shui said happily.

Mu Xiu: "..."

But Mushui is right. It is very troublesome to deal with the pig intestine. If it is not processed, it tastes like pig shit, so basically no one eats this thing.

In Muxiu's era, there were already artificial casings, but the sausage made from artificial casings was still not as good as pig casings, so Muxiu tried to make sausages with pig casings herself, so she knew how difficult it was to wash the pig's small intestine...

Mu Xiu scalded the pig's small intestine with hot water first, turned the opening of one end of the small intestine outward a little, and pressed the opened end against the chopsticks. Then, he put the small intestine along the chopsticks, and stroked the tail end of the chopsticks while putting it until the other end of the small intestine also passed through the head of the chopsticks.

Pull the hands holding chopsticks and the hands holding the small intestine in the opposite direction. When pumping the chopsticks, take out the remaining small intestine and turn it over.

Rinse the small intestine on the turned-up side with warm water to remove filth and some mucus, and then start scraping the small intestine with bamboo boards, scraping off the grease and unused parts of the inner wall of the small intestine until the small intestine is scraped into a transparent film.

After finishing all this, Mu Xiu was so tired that his waist could not straighten. Mu Xiaocao pointed to the almost transparent intestine in the bowl and asked uncertainly: "You wouldn't want to stuff the pork here, right?"

"You guessed it!" Mu Xiu looked at Mu Xiaocao with approval.

"How can I stuff this? If I stuff it in, it will be broken!" Mu Xiaocao became messy.

"No, mom, go and cook some ginger soup to soak the pig's intestines. I'll see how the meat is marinated." After Mu Xiu finished speaking to Zhou Shuilian, he got up and went to the kitchen to see the meat stuffing he had just been marinated.

Mu Xiu only put an appropriate amount of salt, sugar and wine in the meat filling, marinated with salt, used sugar to improve freshness, and used wine to remove the fishy smell. This is enough. Although the recipe of the sausage looks simple, it is definitely delicious enough to make it.

After all this was done, Mu Xiu asked Zhou Shuilian for oil-filling funnel and cotton thread, so that all the preparations were done, and then he waited for the meat filling to taste and the casing to taste.

"I don't know what this sausage smells like? But it smells strange." Mushui smelled the meat stuffing mixed with Muxiu, and said with a sniff.

"As long as it is made from a show, it will definitely be delicious." Zhou Shuilian replied with a smile.

"Okay, there are still a few hours left. Mom, let's make cotton coats first." Mu Xiu pointed to the cotton piled in the main room in the house.

"Okay, I'll measure the size for you first." Zhou Shuilian's eyes lit up, and making new clothes also made people feel very happy.

Mu Xiaocao saw the things that Mu Xiu bought, and for the first time he didn't say Mu Xiu wasted, because when everyone at home was all wearing tattered clothes, especially Mu Xiaohua and Li Pandi. The clothes she wrapped around were all worn when she was a child, and she had long since stopped keeping warm...
Chapter completed!