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

"I'm sorry Aunt Lin, I..."

Seeing her frantic explanation, Lin put down the kitchen knife, turned around and said with a smile: "Our two families are close. When you come, I will treat you as my own home. Don't be restrained. Sit down and have a bowl of soup."

Mrs. Wang works in the threshing ground, and Brother Wang leads people to build a house, and her daughter also works here.

The three members of the family work for her, so she should provide them with a meal, let alone a bowl of soup.

Only then did Cuicui see Cui Zhaozhao holding a bowl in his hand.

She wanted to refuse, but somehow she took it.

It smells really good.

Cuicui sat down, quietly holding the bowl and sipping, trying hard to distinguish the seasonings in the soup.

There were salt, onions, and seemingly some seasonings she had never seen before.

Lin took the time to look back: "How does it taste?"

Cuicui nodded sincerely, her eyes full of admiration: "It's delicious. I don't know what seasoning is added to it, but the broth doesn't have any meaty smell. It tastes amazing."

When it comes to delicious food, Cuicui's previous shyness disappeared and a light appeared in her eyes.

“You can taste this?”

Cuicui pursed her lips. "I can generally tell the cooking methods and seasoning steps of most dishes I've tried, but I can't always guess them correctly. About 70% to 80% of the time."

She couldn't guess what the bone soup Aunt Lin was making was.

"Come, help auntie cook some vegetables."

Lin took a step back and motioned Cuicui to come to the stove.

There were seven or eight small pottery jars placed in a row next to Lin's stove against the wall. Cuicui hesitated for a moment, then got up and went to the stove.

"Just cook as you normally would. The seasonings are at hand."

Cuicui carefully opened the pottery jar and identified them one by one.

This is salt, this is sugar...

She recognized the ingredients in the first jars, but she stopped at the fifth one, which contained a brown powder she had never seen before.

"This is five-spice powder, mostly used for stuffing or marinating meat. You can try it."

Cuicui took a little and put it in her mouth, savoring it quietly.

Aunt Lin said five spices, which should contain five kinds of spices...

Five-spice powder tastes spicy when eaten raw. Cuicui tasted it very seriously, with confusion flashing across her face from time to time.

Seeing Cuicui open another jar, Lin said at the right time: "This is star anise, and the next jar is peppercorns. They are two of the ingredients in the five-spice powder just now."

Cuicui was a little excited. She picked up the star anise and looked at it again and again, then hurriedly opened the jar of peppercorns and even picked up a piece and put it in her mouth.

Lin watched from the side with a kind smile.

"hiss--"

Cui Cui's mouth was numb, but she couldn't bear to spit it out.

The last jar contained yellow-white crumbs. Cui Cui picked it up and smelled it.

"Can you guess it? You should have eaten this before."

After smelling and tasting it, Cui Cui felt that the taste was somewhat familiar.

"This is powder made from dried clam meat. Adding a little to dishes can enhance the flavor."

Cuicui suddenly realized and admired Lin even more. She had eaten clams before, and the soup made with tofu was very delicious. She didn't expect that it could also be used as a seasoning.

During this period of time, Cuicui had a new understanding of cooking and couldn't wait to try cooking.

The dish was a simple stir-fried mushroom with meat. Usually, stir-fried mushrooms always have an earthy smell. Cuicui thought about what Lin had just said, and bravely picked up the star anise and turned back to ask Lin for her opinion.

"You are the cook, you decide." Lin did not interfere.

Cuicui thought about it for a while, threw the star anise into the pot, and scooped in some chopped clams. As for the five-spice powder and peppercorns, she felt they were not suitable.

"Aunt Lin is fine."

There were a lot of dishes fried, filling up half a pot.