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Chapter 97 Delicious bean curd

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    A few people ate happily and satisfactorily.

    After finishing the noodle soup, grandpa went to make some noodles, put the vegetables in, mixed them a little, and ate them with the noodles. The taste was different again.

    A large table of dishes was eaten quickly. After all, there were three young people here, including Dong Shihao, a big eater.

    A few young men cleared the dining table and pointed at the grapefruit candies in the bowls on the table.

    It has been dried at this time. Everyone takes a few pieces, puts them in their mouths and eats them, chewing on the chewy texture, plus the sweet and sour taste, whether it is eaten before or after a meal, it is delicious.  It's a very good thing.

    I cooked a big bowl of grapefruit candy, but after several people ate it, I couldn¡¯t hold it for long.

    Dong Shihao held the grapefruit candy in his hand and ate it happily.

    ¡°I didn¡¯t expect this thing to taste so good. I used to throw away all the grapefruits when I ate them, but now it seems a bit too wasteful.¡±

    Song Guoqiang nodded, "Yeah, I didn't expect that grapefruit peels can be eaten and turned into sugar. Sure enough, our people are already very good at eating. No other country can match it."

    "It's necessary. I heard that the leaves of sweet potatoes can be eaten. I really don't know what they taste like." Dong Shihao said.

    "It's very delicious." Song Guoqiang felt nostalgic, "I remember we often made this at home when I was a child. At that time, it was full and nutritious."

    Grandpa also said: "The sweet potatoes are not mature yet, but the leaves are just about ready to be eaten. Since you mentioned it, I will go to the fields to have a look later and make this dish for you in the afternoon."

    "Thank you, grandpa!"

    The two of them thanked him. Now that they knew their grandfather's character, they knew that it was impossible not to do it without permission, so they could only express their gratitude first.

    At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

    When you open the door, you can see two men wearing black jackets.

    ¡°Boss!¡± the two shouted to Dong Shihao.

    "Jiang Tian, ??my men are here. Let's go dig for vegetables. Now that we have it done, I estimate that we will receive feedback this evening."

    The group of people went to the vegetable field and selected dozens of kilograms of each vegetable and put them in bags.

    The two men in black jackets came and left in a hurry. They took the dishes and left directly.

    In the afternoon, my grandpa made sweet potato leaves and put the beans they grinded into them.

    Two unrelated things are mixed together, and after adding seasonings, they form a dish.

    Doumozi

    Jiang Tian has only seen this kind of dish in his hometown and has never eaten it outside.

    The chopped sweet potato leaves were mixed with the bean dregs and looked sticky. Dong Shihao had never seen this kind of dish before and didn't know how to eat it for a while.

    The same is true for Song Guoqiang. His family is also from the countryside, but he has never eaten it.

    Seeing the two people stunned, my grandfather smiled and said, "Eat, this bean curd is eaten while it is hot. If it is cold, it will lose the taste. Don't be stunned."

    Dong Shihao picked up a chopstick. It was a bit difficult to pick up such a fluffy dish, so he blew on it and put it in his mouth.

    It¡¯s not as delicious as expected.

    "Does it taste just like that?" Grandpa asked.

    Dong Shihao and Song Guoqiang shook their heads quickly.

    Jiang Tian smiled and said: "Just say it directly. If you eat this directly, it won't taste as amazing as other dishes. It just has a simple taste, but you have to pair it with other things."

    Jiang Tian pointed to the pickles on the table. There were two plates, one with chopped green onions and the other without.

    This pickle was specially mixed by my grandpa. The ingredients are very simple, chopped green onion, coriander, pepper, plus some shredded pickles and kimchi.

    Of course, when Jiang Tian ate before, he didn¡¯t have so many condiments. At most, it was chopped green onion, coriander and pepper.

    Jiang Tian took out the pancakes, put the bean foam into the pancakes, not too much, not too little.

    If there is too much, the pancakes will get soaked easily and cause damage; if there is too little, the pancakes will not be able to bite.

    Then, he took the chopsticks and picked up the pickles and put them inside, put one strip evenly, rolled up two rolls, and took a bite from the bowl on the table.

    You can see that there is soup dripping from the bottom of the pancake.

    ?Dong Shihao suddenly realized, "I was thinking why everyone has a bowl in front of them. I thought it was for drinking soup, but it turns out that it is for this purpose."

    They also followed the example, took the pancakes and started to roll them up.

    After taking a bite, I found that the taste was completely different from before, and the layers became more distinct. But after mixing, the taste changed and became indescribably delicious, which is very special.

    The softness of the bean foam, the fragrance of the sweet potato leaves, and the taste of these little pickles make people appetite.

    Dong Shihao's eyes lit up, and he found that he liked the taste.

    ¡°It¡¯s delicious, so delicious.¡±

    Jiang Tian and his grandfather looked at each other and smiled. In fact, the cooking techniques of Dou Mozi are not difficult. You can learn them with simple study, but no one cares.

    For example, Dong Shihao, a child who grew up in a wealthy family, eats delicacies from the mountains and seas. He has never seen the food eaten by people in mountain villages and rural areas. This is why the food that tastes good is particularly special.  Like the feeling.

    Not long after, Dong Shihao had already eaten two pancakes and watched as he went to get the third one.

    Grandpa quickly stopped him, "This is the last one. Don't eat too much pancakes. It fills up your stomach. If you eat too much, you will easily suffer from indigestion. If you drink some more water, it will be absorbed by the water."  It easily expands, causing the stomach to be squeezed and easily strangled to death.¡±

    "This is not to scare you, this has really happened before."

    Dong Shihao didn¡¯t dare to eat more. Just thinking about it made him feel horrified. Thinking that he had eaten too many pancakes, and after drinking water, the pancakes expanded and ran out of his stomach.

    With a shiver all over his body, Dong Shihao put down the pancake reluctantly.

    Jiang Tian looked amused, "It's okay to have another one. It's not too late now. After finishing the meal, we can go out and walk around the village to digest."

    Thinking about this, Dong Shihao happily ate again, but this time he ate more slowly, as if he was savoring the taste.

    Jiang Tian is very helpless, but such a real Dong Shihao is really cute.

    No matter how slowly he ate, the pancakes were still finished. Dong Shihao drank the soup in the bowl and licked his lips. Although he still had more to say, he also knew what it means to go too far but not enough.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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