Each ingredient has its own unique flavor. The stew in this hodgepodge absorbs each other and tastes better than cooking it alone.
Mu Lanshu's braised food was top notch. In previous years when she was in country M, she would cook these braised food every Spring Festival, which would attract all the neighbors. Mu Lanshu would also give some away, praising the foreigners who ate them all, just barely swallowing them with their tongues.
Mu Lanshu put more than thirty kinds of seasonings in this soup. When she was in country M, there were not as many varieties of seasonings as there were in China. Some could find spices with similar flavors to replace them, while others could not. It would be better to have less.
They were all very delicious, not to mention all the spices were available when you come back. In addition to spices, mushrooms and eggs will also be added.
The unique aroma of the mushrooms permeates the soup. When the mushrooms absorb the soup, they will become very salty and difficult to eat. The essence was completely absorbed by the soup and ingredients.
The peeled boiled eggswere inside, but they could absorb all the essence of the soup.
The originally white egg whites were cooked into a light brown color. The little guy never liked to eat hard-boiled eggs, but he especially liked to eat these.
Every time Mu Lanshu cooked braised sauce, the little ones will stand around, sniffing the aroma of the marinated sauce, drooling, and not forgetting to tell Mu Lanshu to put more eggs.
Gu Nian, on the other hand, was making dumpling fillings in the living room. The other bowl was filled with a bowl full of large shrimps, and soon one was stuffed into each dumpling. The little guy loves shrimp dumplings the most.
In the other bowl, eight dimes were placed. Gu Nian carefully brushed each coin with a brush, then poured white vinegar with boiling water and boiled it several times. In addition to shrimp-filled dumplings, there were also other flavors that Yucheng people prefer.
Wrap it with mushrooms, pork, fruit corn kernels and water chestnut kernels. Gu Nian thought about it, Little Millet Cake must liked it.
The texture was crispy and has a light sweet aroma, which was in line with the taste of Little Millet Cake.
After Gu Nian finished making a dumpling, she thought about it, took out her phone and took pictures of the fillings and dumpling wrappers. Then she took pictures of the white and fat little dumplings she had just wrapped and sent them to Chu Zhaoyang.
"We ate shrimp dumplings and Yucheng flavor." Gu Nian wrote, "What about you?"
Chu Zhaoyang couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips when he received Gu Nian's WeChat message. With soft eyebrows, he thought for a while, got up and went to the kitchen.
Aunt Gao and the old lady were sitting in the kitchen making dumplings. The old lady has nothing to do, so she has to do it herself every year.
Seeing Chu Zhaoyang come in, the old lady asked in surprise: "Why did you come in?"
This grandson didn't know how to cook at all, and he couldn't even boil water. The only purpose of going into the kitchen was to open the refrigerator.
In previous years when she was making dumplings during the Chinese New Year, she never saw him coming in. Chu Zhaoyang glanced at the table and asked, "What kind of dumplings will we eat this year?"
"Pork, celery and black truffle stuffing," the old lady said. Black truffles were brought back as souvenirs by the younger generation of the Qin family when they went on a trip, but they couldn't figure out how to eat them at home.
That food had no taste, and their family didn't like Western food very much. One time she went back to eat soup dumplings, and it turned out that the store had black truffle pork fillings.
The old lady tasted it and thought it was pretty good. Although she still couldn't taste the taste of black truffle, it was always the same way to eat it, right?
When she was making dumplings today, she thought of this problem, so she asked Aunt Gao to find it.
Chu Zhaoyang glanced at the photos on his phone and asked, "Do you have any shrimps at home? Let's put them in together."
Old lady: "..."
Aunt Gao: "…"
What did this smell like?
"It's gone at home." Aunt Gao said, "How about I go buy it now?"
"Don't go, If you go now, you have to peel the shrimps when you come back. If you don't have time, people from other families will be here soon. You have to make the dumplings quickly," the old lady said.
She waved her hand to chase Chu Zhaoyang away: "Go, go, get out quickly. If you come in and cause trouble, you will come up with bad ideas."
Chu Zhaoyang: "..."
After being kicked out of the kitchen by the old lady, Chu Zhaoyang looked at the photo again and sent a video invitation to Gu Nian a little aggrieved.
Gu Nian was making dumplings, so she simply put up her phone and clicked Accept. While making dumplings, she chatted with Chu Zhaoyang.
"Today's meal was made with celery and pork." Chu Zhaoyang looked at the screen, which was full of ingredients, and felt even more aggrieved, "There's not even any shrimp."
Automatically ignore black truffles.
Old Mrs. Mu listened to it and couldn't help but sigh that the Chu family ate dumplings during the New Year, so simple.
Gu Nian couldn't help but laugh: "The flavors of celery and shrimp don't go well together, so it's rare that celery dumplings are made with shrimp."
"The yellow and green stuff on the side, what kind of stuffing is it?" Chu Zhaoyang asked again.
Gu Nian explained, and Chu Zhaoyang pursed his lips: "I haven't eaten it yet."
"…" Gu Nian finally knew that this man was acting coquettishly.
Fortunately, Little Millet Cake was not here now, otherwise if he saw Chu Zhaoyang acting coquettishly, Chu Zhaoyang's image as a strict father may not be preserved.
"Then I'll go back and make it for you to eat." Gu Nian smiled, pinched a dumpling skillfully, and added, "I'll make both kinds for you."
Chu Zhaoyang nodded and said, "It seems that the dumplings you make look better than those made by grandma."
Old Mrs. Chu: "…"
This brat, he didn't even look and he's been eating it for many years! How come she haven't seen him say he didn't look good before?
She won't feed him too much tonight!
Gu Nian: "..."
"I haven't eaten the dumplings made by grandma yet." Gu Nian said softly.