Time Travel: Remarrying a Little Wolf Dog

At first He An didn't think there was anything wrong, but as the fire burned longer, the lid of the pot could no longer block the smell, and the overbearing aroma mixed with the fragrance of pickled mustard began to seep out from the edge of the pot.

He An had never smelled such a scent before. This time, he felt the fragrance flowing through his nose and into every part of his body.

He couldn't help swallowing, but his hands and feet continued to add firewood to the stove steadily.

The aroma spread more and more, and the kitchen could no longer contain it. He An felt like he was soaking in a sea of ​​aroma and was about to be marinated by it.

He tried to hold it back but still couldn't help it, so he could only speak to Su Yan to divert her attention: "Yan Yan, what kind of dish is this? I don't think I've seen it before."

Su Yan pretended not to notice his salivating expression and replied, "This is a dish I saw in a cookbook before, called Meicai Kou Rou. I've never made it before. I made it for the first time today. I didn't expect it to smell so delicious."

When He An heard the word "fragrant", he quickly agreed: "Yes, yes, it smells so good. I think if I were our neighbor, I would probably knock on our door."

Then he asked, "When will it be ready? The fragrance is already filling the whole house, so it should be almost done, right?"

Su Yan lifted the lid of the pot, and the aroma, no longer restrained by the lid, burst out in this small space. Greedy He Anye couldn't help but stand up and stick his head into the pot, wishing he could eat it right away.

However, Su Yan only poked the pork belly with chopsticks and closed the lid again: "Simmer for another quarter of an hour and it will be almost done."

Then he said to He An: "It's a pity that I didn't buy bay leaves today, otherwise it would taste better."

He An was a little confused: "Fragrant leaves? What are those?"

Su Yan replied, "It's bay leaves, a kind of Chinese medicine. I wanted to buy some today, but the medicine store is far from here, so I didn't go."

He An was puzzled: "Can medicine be used to stew meat?"

Su Yan said: "Why not? The ginger slices we eat are also medicine. If you get caught in the rain, will the doctor tell you to make ginger soup?"

He An thought so too.

He had drunk ginger soup when he caught a cold and had also added ginger when cooking, but he had never considered that ginger could be a medicine. He just thought it was a folk remedy passed down from generation to generation and didn't give it much thought.

When Su Yan pointed it out today, He An felt that it made sense and nodded in agreement.

Seeing that he had figured it out, Su Yan stopped talking and sighed, "It's not very tasty. It's probably lacking seasoning."

Think about the various types of chicken essence, MSG, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, and oyster sauce available today... They have everything.

Although there are not many seasonings nowadays, the flavor is unique because the ingredients are naturally superior to those of modern times.

He An couldn't believe it: "It's not even close to being tasty? It smells so good already."

Su Yan smiled and deliberately envied him: "The taste of real preserved vegetable pork is even better than this, the meat is soft and tender, salty and sweet, fat but not greasy, and tastes crispy and refreshing."

He An couldn't help but swallow his saliva after hearing this, staring at the pot with his eyes wide open, and even said in shock: "Mom, there is such a delicious food."

Su Yan couldn't help laughing when she saw the surprise of a young man of his age on his usually mature face.

The torturous quarter of an hour finally passed. Su Yan put the pork belly into a bowl, topped it with preserved vegetables, then put a plate on the edge of the bowl and turned the meat upside down on the plate.

This is how a dish of braised pork with preserved vegetables is completed.

He An looked at the plate of meat and had no time to speak. He hurriedly put out the fire and helped Su Yan bring all the dishes to the main room and set them up.

After sitting down, I didn’t care about the heat and couldn’t wait to pick up a piece of pork belly and put it in my mouth.

After stewing, the pork belly is very tender and has a sweet taste. It melts in your mouth and is fat but not greasy.

He quickly picked up another piece of pickled mustard greens with chopsticks. The pickled mustard greens were also delicious. They absorbed the fat from the meat and the taste became richer, with a strong salty and fragrant flavor, which set off the deliciousness of the meat.

He had no time to talk. He told Su Yan to eat quickly and then buried his head in his meal.

Su Yan was very happy to see him eating without even raising his head.

For someone who loves cooking, watching others eat the food you cook gives you a greater sense of accomplishment than eating it yourself.

This is a recognition of her craftsmanship.

So she was in a good mood and picked up the rice and started eating.

Mm, it tastes really good.

I don’t know if it’s because the vegetables and meat in ancient times were not exposed to industrial pollution or because the dishes cooked in a clay pot were more fragrant, or both, but the pork with preserved vegetables tasted better than she had imagined.

Even though it lacks some seasoning, it is still so delicious that you can't help but speed up.

But after all, she had eaten it before, so she was not as exaggerated as He An. After taking a few bites with chopsticks to taste the flavor, she went to try other dishes.

I have to say that things from ancient times are just good. Shredded potatoes and spicy cabbage are especially delicious, appetizing and refreshing. The stir-fried pork is even better, with the lean meat and the slightly spicy green pepper, which tastes much better than those in modern restaurants.

Perhaps because of the influence of someone eating voraciously next to him, Su Yan couldn't help but speed up his eating and accidentally ate too much.

Su Yan cooked four dishes today and steamed a small bowl of rice, but in the end, the two of them ate them all, especially the braised pork with preserved vegetables. Even the soup in the plate was poured into He An's bowl and mixed with rice.

No wonder modern food broadcasts have become so popular. It’s hard not to eat more when you’re accompanied by someone who enjoys eating so much.

After finishing their plates, they leaned back in their chairs, holding their stomachs to digest the food and enjoying the momentary tranquility of the night.

After a while, He An stood up to clean up the dishes, while Su Yan went to find the oil lamp at home and lit it.

By this time the sun had already set, so it was still okay outside the house, but it was impossible to see inside.

When I brought the oil lamp into the kitchen, He An was already washing dishes in the dark.

When he saw Su Yan coming in, he just asked her to go out and clean up the place himself.

Su Yan said that it would be faster for two people to clean up, but He An said that he could do it quickly alone, so he asked Su Yan to go out and take a rest.

Su Yan couldn't win the argument, so he went out and sat in the yard.

He An did clean up quickly and finished washing in a short while. Then he came out to fetch water and boil water for a bath.

It’s already very hot in June, and I really can’t sleep without taking a shower.

After the water was boiled, Su Yan put the bathtub in the ear room in advance, and He An brought the water over and mixed it.

Su Yan took this opportunity to go to the room and get clothes. After He An mixed the water and came out, she closed the door, took off her clothes and took a shower.

The water temperature is actually a bit hot for summer, but it is quite comfortable to soak in.

Su Yan leaned comfortably against the wooden barrel, resting his head on the edge of the barrel, closing his eyes and looking very enjoyable.

Suddenly, the door of the ear room creaked open and Su Yan opened his eyes in startle.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw it was He An.