With a pot of lard ready, Mu Shuangshuang more or less knew that one pound of pork fat could be rendered into six to seven ounces of lard.
This wild boar had ten pounds of pork fat, so the final rendered lard came out to be a little over seven pounds.
After Mu Shuangshuang put the lard into jars, she set the oil dregs aside, sprinkled some salt, and waited for them to cool before giving them to the two kids.
Next, she prepared to continue rendering lard from eighteen pounds of pork fat. Just as she placed the fat in the pot, Lu Yuanfeng came over.
"Shuangshuang, why don't you take a break before continuing?" Lu Yuanfeng suggested, seeing Mu Shuangshuang sweating profusely.
"It's alright, just this one pot to go. Once it's done, I'll rest. By the way, have you cleaned the winter melon?"
"It's clean. Should I slice it or cube it?"
Lu Yuanfeng essentially had little to no cooking skills, so he always asked Mu Shuangshuang before doing anything.
