Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

Lin was only 50% sure, and watched Cui Zhaozhao chew twice: "How is it?" Then she picked up a few and put them into her mouth.

Cui Zhaozhao bit it with a crunching sound: "It seems a bit hard to chew."

"It's a little overcooked, so let's leave it like this for now."

The blanched kelp shreds were soaked in cold water, and Lin began to prepare the seasoning.

Salt, sugar and vinegar are essential, and it’s best to add two chili peppers.

It’s impossible to find chili peppers, but Cornus officinalis is everywhere, and there are two ready-made ones in the Cui family’s small vegetable garden.

There were a few empty jars left from the last time they made wine, so Lin made two jars of white vinegar using vinegar moths, a type of fungus, bought from Cui Zhaozhao Mall.

Add water, white wine and sugar to the jar and vinegar will be produced continuously. If the vinegar moth is well raised, it can be used for a lifetime.

There are plenty of fruits in autumn, and you can make fruit vinegar from them.

However, the vinegar was not brewed yet in such a short time, so Lin used white vinegar bought from the mall.

All the seasonings are mixed with shredded kelp, and the green is dotted with a few bright red bits of dogwood, which is very pleasing to the eye.

Cui Zhaozhao took a bite and gave his mother a thumbs up.

"That's the taste, just a little bit salty." But it's still far less salty than the eight-treasure dish from Cai's Sauce Shop that's so salty it makes your throat choke.

"It just has to be a little salty, otherwise it won't keep well in hot weather."

Although the weather is cool in the morning and evening in early autumn, the autumn heat is still very strong at noon.

Lin gave two bowls to Old Lady Cui and Lidong.

At this time, everyone was cooking. When Lin turned around, she saw Lidong standing in front of the stove opposite.

Staring at the salt shaker.

Lin walked over and said, "I just made some pickles. You guys can try them tonight."

Li Dong looked frustrated: "Thank you, Auntie..."

Lin glanced at the pot. Yellow and black balls were rolling in the pot. There seemed to be stuffing inside. From time to time, a few pieces of chopped vegetable leaves leaked out, and occasionally noodles floated on the water.

"Is this, boiled dumplings?"

Lidong's eyes lit up instantly: "Aunt San, can you tell that these are dumplings?"

Lin opened her mouth. She couldn't really tell what it was, but the dish was wrapped in dough, and considering its size, it wasn't hard to guess it was dumplings.

But Lidong’s cooking skills are really miserable.

Lin picked up the colander next to her, scooped up a dumpling, and opened it with chopsticks. The dumpling skin was very thick and overcooked.

"It's ready, Lidong, bring some plates."

Lidong deftly placed the plate next to Lin. Lin first picked out the intact dumplings from the pot, and put the remaining broken dough and minced stuffing on a separate plate.

Although it doesn’t look good, it’s still a meal of dumplings.

Mrs. Lin comforted her: "It's a rare opportunity to eat dumplings, don't be sad. Next time I make dumplings, come over and learn how to make them, and you'll be able to do it in the future."

A smile flashed across Lidong's face: "It was my second brother who said we wanted to eat dumplings to celebrate."

As for what we are celebrating, you know it without me saying it.

Lin also laughed: "By the way, I just saw you staring at the salt jar. Is there no salt at home?"

"There's also salt..." Lidong scratched his head, "I just forgot to put salt in the dumpling filling. I used to sprinkle salt directly into the pot when cooking, and just now I did..."

The fire at the bottom of the stove has not been extinguished yet, and the dumpling soup in the pot is floating up and down.

Lin also fell silent.

One of the plates of dumplings was for Old Mrs. Cui. As she looked at the plate of dumplings that looked like dough balls, the corners of her mouth twitched visibly.

Lidong put the bowl down beside the stove in embarrassment: "Grandma, there's a bowl of dumpling soup..."

Old Mrs. Cui tried her best to suppress her emotions and forced a smile: "You are so thoughtful. Dumplings are not tasty when they are cold. Go and call Erlang and the others back. By the way, ask your grandfather to come back for dinner as well."

"okay."

As soon as Lidong ran away, Mrs. Cui's mouth immediately dropped: "How can it look like dumplings? All this flour is wasted. Fortunately, it is for our family to eat..."

Lin smiled and said, "Mom, I made some pickles. You and Dad can have them with dumplings tonight."

Only then did Old Mrs. Cui notice the bowl in Lin's hand. The thin and fine kelp shreds were like a ball of thread, winding into a beautiful shape in the bowl.

Compared with dumplings, it is simply a feast for the eyes.

"Is this the pickled vegetable you mentioned last time? The color is nice, better looking than the black pickled vegetable." Old Mrs. Cui put her nose close to it and sniffed it. "We also have dumplings that Lidong girl sent us tonight. Your father and I will save this side dish for tomorrow."

Turn around and put it in the cupboard.

Lin smiled and said, "I'm not just giving it to you to eat, I'm mainly asking for your opinion. If you're okay with it, I'll take it to the city to sell."

Besides, dumplings made on the Beginning of Winter really have to be eaten with pickles.

Old Mrs. Cui immediately opened the cupboard and took out the shredded kelp.

"You have to taste it carefully. You can't be careless when it comes to eating."

In this matter, she is the only one in the Cui family who has the most say. The decades of cooking are not in vain.

Old Mrs. Cui felt that she had a heavy responsibility on her shoulders.