(It's 24, Xiaohan made a mistake …)
Most of the seasonings at home were packed in big bowls, so were ginger, garlic, and chili. There were special pots for soy sauce and peanut oil, but they were different from the ones sold in the supermarkets in the city. Because the peanut oil here was freshly squeezed by machines, there was a special workshop in town. When the peanut oil and soy sauce were used up, they would bring their own pots to buy them. (Note 1)
But even though it was obvious at a glance, Murphy still searched for a while and finally brought it to Yang Yi.
Yang Yi picked up the spoon and prepared to add salt, but when he dug, he felt that something was wrong. The texture was not right, and the salt should not be so soft and sticky. His attention shifted from the pot to the big bowl. Looking at the crystal structure of the "salt" in the bowl, he immediately understood.
"Cough cough!" Yang Yi quietly put it aside, pointed to the bowl of coarse salt, and said, "Murphy, bring that to me."
Murphy was not stupid. Her big bright eyes had been watching Yang Yi's movements. Seeing that Yang Yi had already prepared to spoon the "salt" into the pot, but he took it back, she knew that she had taken the wrong one.
She was so embarrassed that her face was boiling hot, and her ears were red. She pursed her lips and brought the real salt to Yang Yi.
Dong Yuee watched for a while, and also had a certain understanding of Yang Yi's cooking skills, so she was relieved. However, she couldn't stay idle. The kitchen was occupied by her children, and there was really nothing for her to do. Dong Yuee remembered the chicken outside that she was going to kill.
After Dong Yuee went out, Murphy finally couldn't help it. She pointed to the bowl of sugar and whispered to Yang Yi, "Yang Yi, isn't this salt?"
Yang Yi finally couldn't hold it in, and he laughed softly.
"You're still laughing at me, I don't understand!" Murphy rebuked and hammered his arm.
Yang Yi added some water and covered the pot with the lid. Then, he turned his head and pointed at the candy with a smile. "Try it."
Murphy obeyed and reached out her finger to touch it gently. Her finger was still a little damp from washing the vegetables. Instantly, her fingertips were stained with a thin layer of sugar. She licked it and looked at Yang Yi in surprise. "It's sweet."
"Yes, that's right! This is the candy. Look, doesn't it feel a little sparkling and translucent? And then it sticks together. "Yang Yi taught Murphy how to distinguish it.
"But isn't salt sticky?" Murphy asked, puzzled.
"It's not the same. Refined salt is in the form of powder, which is smaller than the sugar particles. Moreover, they absorb the moisture in the air, so the way they stick is different. Sugar cubes are more sticky, while salt cubes are not." Yang Yi analyzed.
He smiled and said, "Moreover, we eat coarse salt here. You see, it's all in pieces. It's not your fault that you don't know."
"Hey, did mom see it just now? She must think that my daughter-in-law doesn't know how to cook, so she got angry and walked out. "Murphy said, blaming herself.
"No, why would she be angry with you? You just don't know how to cook. What's the big deal? "Yang Yi smiled.
"But Yang Huan told me that your family likes daughters-in-law who can cook." Murphy did not relax and frowned.
"Uh, I did have such thoughts in the past. But don't worry, you still have me, right? I can cook, and they won't make things difficult for you. "Yang Yi patted Murphy's back.
"Tell me, how long have you been secretly learning?" In order to make Mo Fei happy, Yang Yi changed the topic and said with a smile.
"Not long … I didn't learn well. I wanted to give you a surprise, but it's a pity …" Murphy was a little sad.
"There's still a surprise, but I'm more touched." Yang Yi took Murphy in his arms and kissed her on the head. He said with a smile, "You silly woman, you've suffered so much for me!"
"You've been doing everything for me. It's my turn to do the same!" Murphy felt sweet in her heart, but she still hammered Yang Yi's chest.
"No, you have to help me sound out your Mom. If she thinks that I can't do it, you have to continue teaching me until I know how to cook!" Murphy was still a little worried.
"Okay, okay …"
…
Yang Yi did not need to sound out Dong Yuee, because Yang Huan had already become a spy.
"Mom, how's my sister-in-law doing?" Yang Huan was holding the wings and claws of the unlucky castrated chicken so that Dong Yuee could cut its throat and bleed it.
The chicken's blood was good stuff. Dong Yuee collected it with salt water and boiled it in the soup. The cooked chicken's blood was smooth and fragrant, and it was a rare delicacy when dipped in soy sauce.
"What's your sister-in-law's job? A teacher? Is he an official? "Dong Yue-er asked.
"Neither. She's a big star, a singing star. You don't like to watch TV. If you do, you'll definitely see her singing on TV! "Yang Huan said with a smile.
In fact, Murphy's show could not be seen on the TV of the small shop in the east of the village, because it could only receive a few local channels.
"Singing?" Dong Yuee frowned. "No wonder. She can't cook at all. Tie Zi, on the other hand, is good at cooking. I don't know when he became good at cooking."
"My brother said that he learned from a chef when he was working outside. He can cook really well," Yang Huan said. "Mom, it doesn't matter if my sister-in-law can't cook, right? How many girls in the city can cook? Look at my old school. The students in my class from the county can't compare with the girls in our village. They have never cooked in their whole lives. "
"It's no use even if they have connections now!" Dong Yuee was in a good mood. She said with a smile, "Their children are already grown up. Can I stop them from being together?"
The chicken in Yang Huan's hand was still struggling. Although it had lost most of its blood, its wings and feet were still shaking violently. Especially the last wave, it was shaking very violently. But after that, the chicken burped, and some warm liquid dripped from its butt onto the ground.
Dong Yuee let go of the chicken's neck and said to Yang Huan, "Besides, although she can't cook, I think your brother's wife is a good person."
Yang Huan asked in surprise, "Really? You can tell? "
Yang Huan had already been won over by Murphy's gifts. She was completely devoted to Murphy.
"Well, let's not talk about her looks. She's very diligent. When she saw me pouring tea, she came to help. She's not like the woman your brother met at the beginning, who only knows how to sit down and wait for food. Although she can't cook, she's willing to stay in the kitchen with you. She didn't say anything even when she was soaking in cold water in the winter. I heard that the girls in the city are spoiled. Your sister-in-law doesn't have such a bad habit. She's a woman who lives her own life, "Dong Yuee said to Yang Huan with a smile.
Although Dong Yuee was illiterate and didn't walk out of the valley, she was unusually smart. Otherwise, how could she have tamed Yang Chonggui?
"That's right. My brother can cook anyway. It doesn't matter if she can cook. It's fine as long as they can live a peaceful life!" Yang Huan said with a smile, "Mom, how come I didn't know you were so open-minded?"
"I'm not your father. Your father is stubborn. Humph …" Dong Yuee snorted proudly at her daughter's flattery.
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