A large iron pot was set up at the entrance of the village, and the fire below was burning brightly.
Inside the big pot are pork offal and pork bones, and the water is dotted with red dried chili peppers and green pickled sansho peppers.
The soup base is boiling gurglingly, and then dried wild mushrooms, unknown wild vegetables, and spices are sprinkled in.
It can be said that the whole village mobilized for this wild boar stew. The old people were busy trying to figure out how to eat wild boar meat in the most delicious way. The old people in the village were the most experienced.
All kinds of wild mushrooms, wild onions, wild garlic, and bark, leaves, and herbs that Jiang Che didn't recognize in the mountains were brought out. These are exclusive secret recipes passed down from generation to generation by the elders of Huaxi Village.
As a family, there are twenty or thirty kinds of spices and wild vegetables on the big table. The whole village spent a lot of effort to prepare this big pot of pork offal soup!
The children were drooling and chasing and playing around with great joy. Just like the Chinese New Year, they rarely had a bite of meat.
All the wild boar's internal organs are washed clean by the villagers with salt and flour, so there is no need to worry about the smell.
Jiang Che remembered that he had experienced this kind of scene once when he was very young. At that time, his grandmother was still in charge. After so many years, his grandmother was no longer there.
I don’t know if today’s whole pig feast still tastes the same as before. Jiang Che couldn’t help but recall the pork offal soup cooked by his grandma when he was a child. It was really fragrant! It was also the most beautiful taste that Jiang Che kept in his memory.
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"It smells so good! This pork offal soup is made by your grandma and is authentic!"
"It's a pity that your grandma's craftsmanship has not been passed down. I really miss it when I think about it!"
The old village chief suddenly sighed with emotion beside Jiang Che.
Hearing the village chief's words, Jiang Che also thought of his grandparents' past.
In fact, it would be better to say that grandparents passed away than they disappeared from the world, and even their bodies were not found.
Grandpa was the oldest mountain driver in the village. Digging ginseng was as simple as eating and drinking water. Jiang Che's family was better off than the rest of the village because grandpa sold ginseng.
I remember when I was young, Jiang Che was just in the first grade of elementary school. One day, a man in a suit came to the house and said he wanted to buy century-old ginseng, and the reward was 100,000 yuan.
One hundred thousand dollars was definitely a huge sum of money at that time! In order for the family to have a good life in the future, my grandfather took on this task regardless of the risk to his life.
At that time, Daqingshan had not yet been closed, and the ginseng in the periphery had basically been dug up. If you wanted ginseng that was hundreds of years old, you had to go deep into the hinterland of Daqingshan to find it.
But the hinterland of Daqingshan is undoubtedly the Longtan Tiger's Den! There are blind bears, wild boars, and even tigers. Everyone in the family opposed it, but Grandpa still ignored the dissuasion and went alone.
In the end, something happened, and grandpa was gone for a week.
Grandma couldn't stand such fruitless waiting, so one night she secretly ran up the mountain to look for her grandpa. Just like that, both grandma and grandma disappeared in the Snake Valley area in the hinterland of Daqing Mountain. The village also organized several search and rescue teams, but found nothing.
In the end, I thought that the person was gone, so I built a tomb for my grandparents. It has been more than ten years. It would be great if my grandparents were still alive!
"Grandpa, village chief, it has been so long. My grandparents must be watching our Huaxi Village from the sky. I believe our village will get better and better."
Jiang Che quickly comforted the old village chief. This man liked to recall the past when he was older, which made Jiang Che feel sad.
"Speaking of the construction of Huaxi Village, I remembered what happened to the improved cucumbers and tomatoes that Xiao Che told you last time at your house? Don't let grandpa wait too long!"
The old village chief suddenly looked at Jiang Che and asked expectantly.
"Don't worry, Grandpa Village Chief, we already have an idea. The seedlings I bought have arrived. I will go to the county town to receive them tomorrow. We can start planting by then. I guarantee your satisfaction."
The seedlings of several types of fruits and vegetables have been piled up into hills in the space. Fortunately, the space is full of spiritual energy, so you don’t have to worry about withering when placed inside.
Hearing what Jiang Che said, the village chief was overjoyed and said hurriedly: "Great, Xiao Che, you have to hurry up. Tomorrow I will send someone to send you to the town to quickly bring the seedlings back. Time waits for no one."
"Don't worry, there should be no problem, just wait and see the results!"
At this time, the second uncle and several strong men in the village suddenly ran over and said happily.
"Village chief, what a great thing! We were going to cut stones in the morning. Guess what, the big stone blocking the entrance of the village is gone, and the road to our village is open!"
The second uncle Jiang Yunhai said happily that this morning he and the people in the village happened to be assigned the task of chiseling stones. Who would have thought that when they arrived at the mountain, they would see the mountain road empty, and they thought they had gone the wrong way.
So I walked forward a short distance, and finally found that the stone was really gone. What a joy!
"What's more, ten of you can't pry it off, and it'll be gone in one night?!"
The village chief stood up in disbelief. Isn't this a bit weird?
"It's true, village chief. We found these white powders at the very beginning of the stone. Village chief, please take a look."
Jiang Yunhai took out a handful of white powder from his pocket and showed it to the village chief. Jiang Che saw that it was the powder left after the imperial green jade was sucked dry.
The village chief took the powder and looked at it without knowing what it was, so he just shook it up.
"Okay, don't make blind guesses about this matter. Since the stone is gone, it's a good thing. After dinner, you can take it to the Nanshan Temple to worship the mountain god. Let's forget about it, but don't scare the people in the village by spreading it.
people."
The village chief quickly told a few people that the village was full of illiterate old people who liked to hear some magical things. Such a big stone disappeared out of thin air, letting them know what it might be like.
"Now that we know the village chief, we promise not to talk nonsense."
The second uncle and others immediately nodded in agreement.
"The wild boar offal is ready. You can bring bowls over to serve it."
Jiang Heipi shouted, and opened the lid of the pot. White mist steamed up, and a rich fragrance spread. Everyone sniffed the fragrance vigorously, and their mouths were filled with saliva.
The unique aroma of pork offal is mixed with the strong taste of pickled sansho pepper, and the sour and refreshing feeling is simply amazing. The elderly and children in the village all came to have a bowl of fragrant pork offal soup with a big bowl in their hands.
Just squatting at the entrance of the village with grain cakes, eating soup and cakes, sweating profusely from eating, how beautiful it is!
Jiang Che also scooped up a bowl of pork offal and ate it while squatting with his father, mother and village chief. The red soup base contained pork belly and intestines, as well as a few pieces of pork ribs. The fresh pork belly and pork intestines were washed cleanly.
, a unique mountain wild vegetable that complements the wild onions and wild boar meat perfectly.
Although the taste is somewhat different from the taste of grandma in my memory, it is still very authentic, at least Jiang Che has never tasted it in the city.
A sip of the soup will warm your stomach. The pickled mountain chili peppers are sour and spicy, and the wild boar meat is so chewy and chewy that you can bite your tongue.
This is a taste that is unique to Huaxi Village and can only be eaten here. The village chief was also sweating profusely after eating it. This is not something you can often eat.
The children were so breathless after eating that they still couldn't bear to eat less. Huaxi Village is located in a valley, and the humidity is relatively heavy, so chili peppers are needed to dispel the humidity. There are no people in Huaxi Village who can't eat spicy food.
While I was eating, suddenly a green military pickup truck came at the entrance of the village. Upon seeing this, the village chief grandfather quickly put down his bowls and chopsticks and ran over.