"Why is pig's blood so delicious when cooked with tofu?!!”
Zhang Hao never thought that he would fall in love with pig's blood one day!
Look at the smooth and tender texture. It was even more tender than the tofu on the plate.
He bit open a piece of pig's blood, and the fresh and spicy soup exploded in his mouth. There was also a hint of blood, but he did not taste any fishy smell. It was simply amazing.
Even his grandmother couldn't resist the tenderness of the pig's blood.
That's right. The old man's teeth were not good. This pig blood tofu was so tender. When he ate it, he felt that his teeth were useless.
"Pig's blood is delicious. The last time I ate such delicious pig's blood was a few years ago when I ate a pig slaughtering feast. That fresh pig's blood was very fragrant.”
"Boo hoo hoo, pig's blood and chives are a perfect match. I didn't expect these two dishes to be so delicious together.”
The pig's blood that he bought was already cooked. Before making it, Jiang Ping put the pig's blood in boiling water to remove the unique bloody smell of the pig's blood. Then, he stir-fried it with chili, ginger, and other seasonings to suppress the taste.
Then, he added the soup stock and tofu to cook and sprinkled a handful of fresh and tender chives.
The spicy dish stimulated his taste buds with every bite. The pig's blood had absorbed the freshness of the soup stock and the spicy fragrance of the seasoning. It would be strange if it did not taste good.
Jiang Ping was already used to being praised. He calmly picked up a piece of pig's blood and put it in his mouth, nodding in satisfaction.
It was indeed delicious!
...
At night, Jiang Ping was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly woken up by a strong fragrance.
Before he could turn on the lights, he heard a sound coming from the courtyard outside.
In an instant, Jiang Ping thought of all kinds of possibilities.
Teacher Zhang's house was broken into?
Call for help?
Or should he go out and take a look first?
Jiang Ping took a deep breath and carefully got out of bed. He leaned against the door and listened to the sounds coming from the courtyard.
After mentally preparing himself, he held a metal spoon in one hand and a kitchen knife in the other as he quietly walked into the courtyard.
At a glance, he saw a dark figure squatting in front of his big iron pot. Jiang Ping was shocked. Was this person here to steal the pot?
How could he tolerate this?
Jiang Ping directly smashed the iron spoon in his hand over.
The iron spoon instantly hit the black shadow.
"Ah!"
A scream woke everyone up.
In an instant, not only Zhang Liang's house, but even the neighbors 'houses turned on their lights.
Jiang Ping looked at the black shadow who was standing up while covering his head and suddenly felt that it looked a little familiar.
"Zhang Hao?"
In the next second, Teacher Zhang and his wife arrived at the courtyard first.
When the lights in the courtyard were turned on, everyone saw Zhang Hao standing beside the iron pot with one hand covering his head and the other holding a half-eaten pork leg.
The atmosphere was extremely awkward.
The key was that Zhang Hao's screams were too tragic. On the left, Zhang Hao's uncle's family and on the right, his aunt's family heard it and came over.
"That... I'll have supper."
Under everyone's gaze, Zhang Hao was so embarrassed that his toes were touching the ground.
He had just woken up at night to go to the toilet. The pork leg in the iron pot smelled too good, so he couldn't help but secretly eat one.
How did it become like this?
"Is your head okay? I thought it was a thief…"
Jiang Ping was also very embarrassed.
He had never seen anyone who got up in the middle of the night to steal food, so he subconsciously thought that a thief had entered.
This was so awkward!
"It's fine. We'll go back now."
Seeing that there was nothing wrong, First Uncle and First Aunt yawned and left.
She simply couldn't bear to look at him and didn't want to admit that this person was her family's.
Zhang Hao's grandmother still doted on him and reminded him to go back to sleep after eating.
Then, everyone went back to their rooms.
The awkwardness in the air could still be felt even when they returned to their rooms.
Jiang Ping felt that he had just woken up and was brainless. Why did he suspect that she was stealing the pot and not stealing it?
She didn't know how magical his wok was. The pork knuckle in the wok was definitely more attractive!
Now it's really awkward
The next day, Jiang Ping got up early in the morning to prepare for the lunch banquet.
After that, no one saw Zhang Hao for the entire morning.
Needless to say, this person was still feeling awkward.
"Where's Hao?"
Everyone was so busy that they couldn't bear to see Zhang Hao stay in the house. They directly dragged him out to work.
"Hao, is the pork knuckle delicious?"
"Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter. It's the first time I've seen you secretly eating in the middle of the night when you're holding a banquet at your own house.”
"If you want to eat, you should eat openly. What were you thinking, eating alone in the courtyard in the middle of the night?”
The moment Zhang Hao appeared, he was mocked by his cousins.
He knew this would happen, so he hid in the room.
Jiang Ping saw his expressionless face and felt a little guilty at the same time.
"If it's not delicious, do you think I can get up in the middle of the night to eat it?”
Zhang Hao had been teased too much and was directly humiliated.
Anyway, his calm image had been shattered. It had been an entire morning, so the whole village must have known about it!
Destroy!
Anyway, he had already eaten it!
After stewing the pork knuckle for the entire night, the moment the lid was opened, the fragrance assailed his nostrils.
Pork knuckles with perfect contours were placed on a plate, and a spoonful of reddish-brown soup was poured over them. The sticky soup seemed to have put on a new coat for the pork knuckles, making them bright and rosy.
The eyes of the people around them were fixed on him.
It was easy to understand why Zhang Hao had secretly eaten in the middle of the night.
Looking at this slightly trembling pork leg, the fragrance was constantly drilling into one's nose, emitting an alluring smell.
Isn't this seductive?
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