New ink fragrance in old times

Lin Xiya agreed, "Yes, Mom, I also want to learn how to steam the dough. You can give me some pointers."

Zhao Yue'e looked up at Shen Xin and Lin Xiya, smiled and shook her head, and said, "Mom is not so old that she can't even steam the dough properly. Don't worry, Mom will definitely find the trick, and then I will teach you guys."

After saying that, Zhao Yue'e lowered her head again, and her hands, which were full of traces of time but still dexterous, began to study the batter and steamer in her hands more attentively.

She gently stirred the batter, carefully tasting the consistency and adjusting the water ratio. Seeing this, Shen Xin stopped interrupting her and just stood silently by, staring at Zhao Yue'e.

After trying again and again, Zhao Yue'e finally opened the steamer. A stream of hot steam rose up, and the aroma of the dough instantly filled the entire kitchen.

The steamed dough is as thin as a cicada's wing and crystal clear, as if it can let light through. People can't help but want to taste it and feel its delicateness and smoothness.

Shen Xin, Han Suniang, Lu Yue, Lin Xiya, Xing'er and Hua'er were attracted by this sudden "beautiful scenery" and gathered around, their eyes full of amazement.

Shen Xin was the first to speak and praise: "Mom, you succeeded!"

Han Suniang looked at the translucent dough and couldn't help but admire it: "Mom, your craftsmanship is amazing!"

Lu Yue looked anxious, "Mom, please teach me how to steam it. I also want to make such beautiful dough!"

Zhao Yue'e smiled and shook her head: "Don't worry, I'll steam a few more and try. Go and set up the chopping board."

Shen Xin responded immediately, "Okay, Mom, I'll go right away."

After saying that, she hurried to find a chopping board, and the others followed suit. Suddenly, the kitchen became busy and orderly.

Zhao Yue'e instructed Xing'er and Hua'er, "You two should pay attention to the fire and not let it burn too high."

Xing'er nodded seriously, "I understand, grandma, I will be careful."

As Zhao Yue'e tried again and again, she gradually mastered the trick of steaming the dough. She turned to the crowd and said, "Okay, now it's almost done. Come over here and I'll teach you how to steam it."

So, under the careful guidance of Zhao Yue'e, the group began to study seriously.

Zhao Yue'e demonstrated and explained at the same time, from the proportion of water to mixing the batter, to controlling the heat and steaming time, each step was explained in detail, for fear of missing anything.

"Remember, the batter must be stirred evenly and not sink to the bottom." Zhao Yue'e patiently imparted her experience.

Shen Xin and the others listened with great interest, nodding from time to time to show their understanding.

They tried to operate according to Zhao Yue'e's instructions. Although they were not proficient at first, they quickly mastered the key points under Zhao Yue'e's patient guidance.

"Mom, look, although the dough I make isn't as good as yours, it's still pretty thin!"

Lin Xiya excitedly showed off her achievements.

Zhao Yue'e smiled and nodded: "Not bad, not bad, it's great to be able to do this for the first time."

Then, Zhao Yue'e instructed Shen Xin and others to use several pots in the house, and told them to steam the food as thinly as possible so that it would taste better.

In the kitchen, steam was rising and everyone had a happy smile on their face.

Lin Sixuan and Lin Siyuan returned from community school. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on their young faces, reflecting two blushes.

From a distance, they saw smoke rising above the Lin family courtyard, which was completely different from the usual peaceful and tranquil scene. The two of them couldn't help but feel a little curious and expectant.

Brother, look, there's smoke coming out of our chimney. Grandma must be preparing something delicious for us!"

"Brother, look at what's going on at home? Why is there so much smoke?"

Lin Siyuan pointed in the direction of home, curiosity glittering in his eyes.

Lin Sixuan smiled slightly and shook his head: "I don't know either. Maybe grandma and the others are preparing dinner. Let's go and take a look."

The two quickened their pace, passing through the familiar alleys, and soon arrived at the door of their home. As soon as they crossed the threshold, a unique aroma of flour mixed with the smell of firewood hit them in the face, penetrating their hearts and making them take a deep breath.

In the kitchen, Zhao Yue'e was busy in front of the stove. Her figure looked particularly warm and kind under the dim light.

As soon as the two stepped through the threshold, an enticing aroma hit their noses. It was the unique mellow and delicious taste of the dough, which made people swallow their saliva.

When Zhao Yue'e saw her two grandsons coming back, a smile as bright as a chrysanthemum instantly blossomed on her face:

"Oh, my two darling grandchildren are back! Come quickly, the dough that grandma just made is still warm, try it and see if it tastes good."

When Lin Sixuan and Lin Siyuan heard this, they immediately gathered around the table and each took a bowl of steaming noodles.

The dough is crystal clear and as thin as a cicada's wing, sprinkled with a few slices of green onion and a few drops of red oil, which makes people salivate just by looking at it.

Lin Siyuan couldn't wait to eat.

"Grandma, this dough smells so good!"

Lin Siyuan ate and praised, with a satisfied smile on his face.

Lin Sixuan also nodded, but he felt a little regretful. Although the dough was delicious, it was a little uneven in thickness, which affected the delicate and flavorful taste.

Zhao Yue'e was delighted to see her grandchildren enjoying their meal. Her hands, etched with traces of time, gently caressed the food, her gaze gently fixed on Lin Sixuan and Lin Siyuan. She did not forget to ask for their opinions:

"Da Lang, Er Lang, how do you taste? What needs to be improved?"

Lin Sixuan put down his chopsticks, his expression serious and focused. He savored the lingering fragrance in his mouth, then slowly spoke:

"Grandma, this dough is so soft and chewy, it's truly delicious. But it would be even better if it were a little thinner. It would be more flavorful and have a better texture."

Hearing this, Lin Siyuan quickly nodded in agreement: "Yes, big brother is right. I ate the ones in my bowl and felt that the thinner ones were indeed more delicious. However, they can't be too thin, otherwise they will break easily when picked up, which would make it inconvenient to eat."

After listening to her grandchildren's opinions, Zhao Yue'e's eyes flashed with surprise and relief.

She didn't expect that her two grandsons could so delicately feel the impact of the thickness of the dough on the taste and give such pertinent suggestions, which made her feel proud.

Zhao Yue'e smiled and agreed, "Okay, okay, grandma will remember this. I will make it thinner and more flavorful next time so that you can enjoy it even more."

After saying that, Zhao Yue'e looked at Lin Sixuan and Lin Siyuan, with even more love and smile in her eyes.

"Grandma, I'm done eating. I'm going back to my room to do my homework."

Lin Sixuan spoke respectfully to Zhao Yue'e, his tone full of respect and gratitude for Zhao Yue'e.

Lin Sixuan knew that his grandmother was always busy to prepare delicious meals for them, so he wanted to repay her love by working harder.

Lin Siyuan quickly finished his meal, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and said to Zhao Yue'e with a smile on his face:

"Grandma, I'm going to do my homework too. The teacher talked about a new article today, and I need to review it carefully."

"Yes, yes, I almost forgot. Homework is more important."

Zhao Yue'e nodded quickly, feeling very relieved.

The grandchildren are so diligent and studious, they will surely achieve great things in the future and bring honor to the family.

"Then go quickly. Don't worry about grandma. I'll make you something delicious later."

Zhao Yue'e's words were full of care and encouragement. She hoped that her grandchildren could study with peace of mind without being distracted by other things.

Lin Sixuan and Lin Siyuan looked at each other, nodded, said goodbye to Zhao Yue'e, and turned back to the house. Their backs were particularly straight and determined.

In the kitchen, Zhao Yue'e watched her grandchildren leave, feeling both proud and emotional. She quietly cleared the dishes, a faint smile on her face.

Afterwards, Zhao Yue'e started to get busy. She decided to improve the dough making method according to her grandchildren's opinions, so that the next meal would be more delicious.

Lin Mo was woken up by Lin Siyuan to have breakfast. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, got up and followed Lin Siyuan to the kitchen.

Looking at the bowls of stewed noodles on the table, they were steaming hot and fragrant, obviously they had just come out of the pot.

Lin Mo was very surprised. He didn't expect that when he woke up, he would eat braised noodles. It was incredible.