"You're out there alone, but you have to figure out how to find something to do, and no one is talking to you." In between my incessant description of my "big events" today, Mother Wang made a sharp comment.
The unmarried life of being alone outside, indeed, is boring and lonely, such as half awake and half asleep after today's nap.
After being confused for a while, I decided to get up and look at the lard that I had boiled before going to bed. The lard was already cold, so I stuffed a piece of lard residue into my mouth, which was tender on the outside and very sharp on the inside. The moment I put the lard in the refrigerator, I breathed in the fireworks of the world.
In countless such moments of trance, there is always something to be done to grasp life.
"Boiling lard" originated from the beginning of self-taught Chinese medicine - lard has the effect of nourishing yin and moisturizing dryness, supplementing the kidneys and lubricating the intestines, etc., which can cure the dryness of the internal organs and protect the eyesight. I also flipped through some modern nutrition science, saying that lard contains the best ratio of saturated high-grade fatty acid glycerol to unsaturated high-grade fatty acid glycerides, and ranks high in a variety of oils.
All in all, comparing my judgment of my own constitution, I think that eating some natural lard in moderation is healthy and nourishing. Why do you have to survive on your own? Mother Wang was clear from the beginning.
In fact, I have been vegetarian for a month, and before that, I did not actively eat meat for two months. At that time, I thought: My body no longer needs meat. But after starting to teach myself Chinese medicine, I need a guinea pig, and the current guinea pig can only be myself. And the Taoists have a view that people are also part of the food chain, but they can't kill excessively because of desire.
So, I started to implement it in a dark way, learning about the raw materials and production process on various apps... It's really healing. Knowing that something works is very different from feeling like making it yourself. The former is someone else's story, the latter is one's own life, and there is a lot of joy in the process of doing it.
(1) When the oil juice flows out of the white diced meat, it is too fulfilling, afraid of being greedy and convenient, and the thick fat under the lean meat selected is not ideal. The diced meat is getting smaller and smaller, and the oil is getting bigger and bigger, and it can cover the bottom of the pan.
(2) Pick out the meat residue, sprinkle some roast meat, let it dry for a while and stuff it in your mouth, and burn it on the outside and tender it on the inside. It is said that sprinkling some of the powder is also super delicious. Is it that the meat residue can be sucked back into the soup? To be confirmed.
(3) After a while, open the refrigerator door, wow, my "lard" is not bad, although it is not milky white, but for me, it is already very good.
Delicious or not? You don't know until you've fried the vegetables once. There will be more healing moments.
How much is it delicious? It doesn't seem to be that important, in short, it is made by yourself. I have the opportunity to continue to refine this skill, from the selection of materials to the production process.
It was a very small experiment, and I bought ten dollars of fat meat, and I hadn't picked the parts yet. But, very carefully, remove the pork skin, dice, blanch the water, skim the foam, add ginger, stir, sprinkle with salt...
I think that even if I am married, I will choose this state of life. It is not necessary to do everything by hand, but not to mix with the right and wrong of the world, not to consume themselves, but to put all their energy into their own lives, to understand more about their own and their families' physique, as well as the attributes of various foods, and live an orderly and tasteful life.
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