When we were kids, the oil was planned, and our house was often short of oil. Mom's gonna buy some pigboard oil, or some fat meat, and Dad's gonna make pork oil. The slag became our snacks, and it was so thin and fragrance, and it was so great for us when we were kids. We're not short of oil, we miss the smell of childhood, but we can't eat any more of that oil. Throw it away. I've been through years of material deprivation, and it's too wasteful. Add a little material to make dumplings, enjoying both delicious and psychological comfort。
