Rebirth: A Super Foodie and Her Cat Demon Husband

Father Liu waved to Mother Liu, who immediately understood. The two of them ran to the balcony of their home and quickly brought out a round folding table.

Liu Yuanyuan slapped her forehead. After 10 years, she had forgotten that there was such a folding table at home.

After tidying up the living room, Liu Yuanyuan returned to the kitchen and divided the dishes that had just been served in the casserole into small portions using bowls and added soup.

When the food was brought out, the whole room was instantly filled with fragrance. Liu Yuanyuan smiled and said to the old man of the Tang family, "Grandpa Tang, although you want to eat some strong-flavored food outside, I think some of what Doctor Li said is right, so I dare not take you out to eat carelessly. But I also want to fulfill your wish, so how about you try my cooking?"

Old Master Tang looked at the bowl in front of him, which contained radishes, kelp, meatballs, potatoes, and something that looked like tofu but was obviously not tofu.

There are also several small bowls of condiments in the middle, which look like sesame oil, soy sauce, vinegar, and even Panax notoginseng sauce.

The old man of the Tang family looked at Liu Yuanyuan in confusion: "Little girl, what is this?"

Liu Yuanyuan smiled and said, "Oden is my own secret recipe. Most of the oden sold outside now is tempura or fish balls. The oden I make is more similar to the oden in Doushen Country, but the seasoning is closer to our old Beijing hot pot dipping sauce. Of course, there are some slight changes."

After hearing what Liu Yuanyuan said, Mr. Tang's eyes lit up slightly, and he said to Liu Yuanyuan impatiently, "Little girl, hurry up and prepare some ingredients for me. I'll try it."

Liu Yuanyuan smiled and nodded, then stepped forward and took up Mr. Tang's bowl. She used the small spoons in each of the condiment bowls to scoop some sauce into Mr. Tang's bowl, then stirred it with the skewers in the bowl and continued to say to Mr. Tang with a smile, "This oden is not only delicious, but the soup is also delicious. Please try it."

After Liu Yuanyuan finished speaking, she looked at the somewhat surprised Li Chengze and the driver and said, "You guys sit down and eat. I'll go get the spicy hot pot out."

When Liu Yuanyuan brought out two large bowls of spicy hot pot, she saw her parents, Li Chengze and the driver preparing the seasoning for the oden, while Grandpa Tang was eating with a smile on his face.

Seeing Liu Yuanyuan bring out the spicy hot pot again, Mr. Tang smiled and said to Liu Yuanyuan, "I didn't expect that your cooking skills are so good, little girl. Yours is much more delicious than our chef's. They are both boiled vegetables, but yours is more flavorful than theirs." As he said that, he glanced at Li Chengze with disgust.

Li Chengze, standing by, listened to Mr. Tang's words and rubbed his nose in frustration. After all, the dishes prepared by the Tang family chefs were all based on his instructions. While they weren't delicious, they were healthy, nutritionally balanced, and easily digestible.

But looking at Liu Yuanyuan's oden, perhaps the old man's boiled dishes could be improved a bit. When we leave later, I can ask Liu Yuanyuan how she makes her oden. I just don't know if the little girl's recipe is a secret.

Liu Yuanyuan smiled happily after hearing what Mr. Tang said. It was the first time she felt that cooking could be such a pleasant thing. In her previous life, she returned to the Lu family and only went back to the Lu family on weekends and holidays. She usually lived and ate alone and had never felt such a happy sense of accomplishment.

"Grandpa Tang, if you like it, eat more. There's still plenty in the pot. The more you soak it, the more flavorful it becomes."

Liu Yuanyuan said with a smile as she placed a bowl of spicy hot pot in front of Mr. Tang, and placed another bowl in front of her father. Then she brought out the remaining two bowls from the kitchen, gave one to her mother, one to the driver, and finally to Li Chengze.

Li Chengze looked at the spicy hot pot in front of him, pushed his glasses, and said with some doubt: "Your spicy hot pot is not the same as the spicy hot pot outside."

Liu Yuanyuan thought to herself: It must be different. The Malatang nowadays is still that kind of big red soup, the real Malatang that is super spicy and numbing.

The spicy hot pot I made myself was the later-made spicy hot pot with milky bone soup.

The spicy taste mostly comes from minced garlic, which is neither fishy nor irritating when cooked. The numbing taste comes from the oil extracted from peppercorns.

For people like Mr. Tang who can't eat spicy food but prefer heavy food, it's just right.

"This is actually similar to hot pot, but the soup base is bone soup, which is different from the red oil spicy hot pot on the market. You can try it.

If you still like spicy food, I'll get you some chili oil. You can add as much as you want. You can also add some of the Panax notoginseng sauce on the table, and some minced garlic to enhance the flavor."

After hearing what Liu Yuanyuan said, Mr. Tang put down the oden in his hand, picked up the spoon and wanted to scoop the minced garlic in the bowl, but was stopped by Li Chengze.

The old man was a little impatient, but not too persistent. He put down the spoon in the garlic bowl, picked up the spoon in the Panax notoginseng sauce, scooped two large spoonfuls into his own bowl, stirred the spicy hot pot, and started eating with chopsticks.

After taking two big mouthfuls of the spicy hot pot, the old man smiled contentedly again. He nodded, looked at Liu Yuanyuan and said, "Little girl, you're quite good. They're all boiled vegetables, and I saw that some of the vegetables in the oden and the spicy hot pot are repeated, but the taste is completely different. They're both delicious. Can you cook them for me again when you have the chance in the future?"

Receiving the affirmation again, Liu Yuanyuan smiled even more happily: "Okay. If you want to eat it next time, please leave me a message in advance. I will cook it for you on Saturday night."

My parents were also full of praise.

"Yuanyuan, I didn't expect that the skills you practiced in your dream are actually real. With this level, you can open a store outside without any problem."

Mr. Tang greeted Liu Yuanyuan, "Little girl, you're the hero of this meal. Come sit down and eat with us," and asked puzzledly, "Also, your cooking skills can even be seen in your dreams. It's really amazing."

Liu Yuanyuan dragged a chair to the dining table, propped up her face and looked at everyone, saying with a smile: "Grandpa Tang, you guys eat first. If I pick up my chopsticks, I'm afraid there will be no share for you. When you've finished eating and had enough, the rest will all be mine. As for practicing skills in the dream, it's because I was in a car accident and was in a coma for more than half a month. During this period, I had a very long dream. In the dream, I ate delicious food and learned to cook delicious food. The most important thing is that I still remembered it after waking up. So I wonder if I practiced my cooking skills in a dream."

Liu Yuanyuan was talking nonsense seriously.

Although Mrs. Liu knew that Liu Yuanyuan was trying to change the subject, she couldn't help but glare at her for her nonsense, then she said, "Hey, Mr. Tang, don't listen to the little girl's nonsense. When her father and I are busy, we don't go home for lunch, so she always makes her own lunch, so she has been able to cook since she was little."

Liu's father and Liu Yuanyuan spoke in surprise at the same time.

"I do not know how?"

"Mom, you actually knew!"