House Dad’s Literary Life

371 Investigation Results (3/4)

Chapter 371 Investigation Results (34)

(It's 2/4, Xiaohan made a mistake)

Most of the seasonings at home are packed in sea bowls, as is ginger, garlic and chili. There are special pots for soy sauce, peanut oil, etc., but they are not the same as those sold in urban supermarkets, because the peanut oil here is made by machine. There is a special workshop in the town. If you run out of peanut oil and soy sauce, you will bring your own pot to buy it. There is also a saying of making soy sauce. (Note 1)

But even though it was clear at a glance, Murphy searched for it for a while, and finally brought it to Yang Yi.

Yang Yi picked up the spoon above and was about to add salt, but he dug and felt that something was not right, the texture was wrong, the salt should not be so soft and sticky. He shifted his attention from the pot to the sea bowl, and when he looked at the crystal structure of this bowl of "salt", he immediately understood.

"Cough!" Yang Yi calmly put it aside, pointed to the sea bowl with coarse salt grains, and said, "Murphy, bring that to me."

Murphy is not stupid either. Her bright big eyes have been watching Yang Yi's movements. Seeing that Yang Yi is ready to spoon "salt" into the pot, but when she takes it back, she knows that she has taken it wrong.

She was so embarrassed that her face was hot, her ears were red, she pursed her lips, and took the real salt to Yang Yi.

Dong Yue'e watched it for a while, and she also got a certain understanding of Yang Yi's cooking skills, and felt relieved. However, she couldn't stay idle either. The kitchen was occupied by the children. There was really nothing she could do. Dong Yue'e remembered the chicken outside that she was about to kill.

After Dong Yue'e went out, Murphy finally couldn't help it. She pointed to the sea bowl containing the sugar and asked Yang Yi in a low voice, "Yang Yi, isn't this salt?"

Yang Yi finally couldn't hold back, and he laughed softly.

"You're still laughing at me, I don't understand!" Murphy hammered his arm angrily.

Yang Yi added some water, covered the pot and simmered the vegetables, then turned his head, pointed at the sugar, and said with a smile, "You can taste it."

According to the words, Murphy stretched out her finger and touched it lightly. She had just washed the vegetables, and her fingers were still wet. Suddenly, the fingertips were stained with a thin layer of sugar. She licked it and looked at Yang in surprise. Yi: "It's sweet."

"Well, yes! This is sugar. Look, does it have a crystal clear feel, and then stick together." Yang Yi taught Murphy how to distinguish.

"But isn't salt also sticky?" Murphy asked, puzzled.

"It's different. Refined salt is in powder form, which is a little smaller than sugar particles, and they absorb moisture from the air, so the sticky appearance is different. Sugar cubes are more sticky, while salt cubes are not sticky. "Yang Yi analyzed.

He smiled and said, "Besides, all we eat here is coarse salt. You see, it's all in pieces like this. You don't know, and I don't blame you."

"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 went out." Murphy said reproachfully.

"No, how could she be mad at you? It's just that she can't cook, what's the big deal?" Yang Yi smiled.

"But Yang Huan told me that your family likes a daughter-in-law who can cook." Murphy did not relax, she frowned.

"Uh, I did have this idea before. But don't worry, isn't there me? I'll do it, they won't use it to embarrass you." Yang Yi patted Murphy on the back.

"Tell me, how long have you been learning secretly?" Yang Yi changed the subject in order to make Murphy happy and said with a smile.

"It hasn't been long... I didn't study well, I still want to give you a surprise, but it's a pity..." Murphy was a little sad.

"There are still surprises, but more touching." Yang Yi took Murphy, kissed her on the head, and said with a smile, "You stupid woman, you have suffered so much for me!"

"You're all paying for me, and it's my turn to pay!" Murphy felt sweet in her heart, but still slapped Yang Yi's chest with anger.

"No, you have to help me find out your Ma Ma's tone. If she thinks it can't work, you have to continue teaching me until I can!" Murphy was still a little worried.

"well……"

...

Yang Yi doesn't need to probe Dong Yue'e's tone, because Yang Huan is already acting as a little spy.

"Mom, how is my sister-in-law doing?" Yang Huanzheng helped hold the hapless capon's wings and claws, and asked Dong Yue'e to cut its throat and bleed it.

This chicken blood is a good thing. Dong Yue'e uses salt water to follow it, and then boils the coagulated chicken blood in the soup. The cooked chicken blood is smooth and fragrant, and it is a rare taste when dipped in soy sauce.

"Your sister-in-law, what does she do? Teacher? An official?" Dong Yue'e asked back first.

"No, she's a big star, a big star who sings. You don't like watching TV. If you like watching TV, you can definitely see her singing on TV!" Yang Huan said with a smile.

In fact, Murphy's program cannot be seen on the TV in the canteen at the east end of the village, because the TV can only receive a few local stations.

"Singing?" Dong Yue'e frowned, "No wonder, she doesn't know how to cook at all, but she is iron. I don't know when she has practiced a good skill and has a way of cooking."

"My eldest brother said he worked outside and learned from his master, and the dishes he cooked were indeed delicious." Yang Huan said, "Mom, in fact, it doesn't matter if my sister-in-law can't cook, right? Girls in the city, How many of them can cook? Look at my former school, the students in the county seat in the class, how can they compare with the girls in our village, they are so old, they have never cooked. "

"It's useless to have a relationship now!" Dong Yue'e was in a good mood, she said with a smile, "The children are so old, can I still stop them from being together?"

The chicken in Yang Huan's hand was still struggling to the death. Although the blood had almost drained, its wings and feet were still shaking violently, especially the last wave. After that, the chicken burped, and a bit of hot stuff dripped from its butt and dripped onto the dirt floor.

Dong Yue'e loosened the chicken's neck, and then said to Yang Huan, "Besides, although I don't know how to cook, I think the daughter-in-law your elder brother is looking for is not bad."

Yang Huan asked in surprise: "Really? Did you see it?"

This Yang Huan, who had already been accepted by Murphy's various gifts, turned his head towards Murphy.

"Well, I won't say what I look like. She is very diligent. When she saw me pouring tea, she also came up to help. Not like the woman your second brother met at the beginning, she knew to sit down and wait for food and drink. Although She doesn't know how to cook, but she is willing to squat in the kitchen with you to do things. In the winter, she soaked the cold water in her hands and didn't make a sound. I heard that girls in the city are spoiled, and your sister-in-law doesn't have this bad habit. , is a woman who lives." Dong Yue'e and Yang Huan said with a smile.

Although Dong Yue'e is illiterate and has not walked out of this valley very much, she has unusual wisdom, otherwise, how could she be able to stop Yang Chonggui?

"That's right, my eldest brother can cook anyway, so she's not bad, as long as the two of them can live in peace, that's fine!" Yang Huan said with a smile, "Mom, why didn't I know, you are so open-minded?"

"I'm not your father, your father's stubborn temper, hum..." Dong Yue'e snorted triumphantly as she was flattered by her daughter.

Note 1, I don’t know if you have this experience. Xiaohan has seen that kind of workshops that specialize in oil extraction. There are many in the suburbs. Bags of peanuts are carried in, and then the machine is squeezed out. There are also soy sauce workshops, which are made by others. The taste is not bad, but this was more than ten years ago. I don’t know if it still exists, but I buy more.

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