Outside the small wooden house, pots were arranged in full array.
These pots, urgently purchased by Fu Yunhe, were simply because there was nowhere else to put them.
By this time, Nian Shutong had finished cutting up the pig. She took several strips of pork belly and said to Zhang Hui, "Slice them into half-centimeter thick pieces, sprinkle a little bit of fine salt, and let them marinate for a while."
Zhang Hui, understanding, took the pork belly and set about her task.
Nian Shutong then took a piece of shoulder meat and handed it to Fu Yunhe, saying, "Use this piece for the stewed potatoes tonight—it's the same method as braising chicken."
"All right," Fu Yunhe nodded with understanding.
Nian Shutong also took four pork legs. These could be cured into ham, and she planned to go find some branches to bring back.
However, before that, she needed a room to smoke the meat in.
"Ha Ha, build a simple wooden house; I want to smoke meat to eat!"
"You got it!"
