After satisfying herself with a sneaky bite, Su Qingluan decisively wiped the corners of her mouth to "eliminate the evidence."

The aroma of fried food is penetrating, not to mention the powerful aroma of cumin powder.

So the moment Su Qingluan brought the fried chicken and chicken ribs out of the kitchen, the two children followed the wind and ran out, smelling the aroma.

"Wow! What's that smell? It smells so good!" Su Xuanhe's eyes, which had become listless due to calligraphy practice, suddenly became bright.

"I know! It's the smell of the spice my sister bought before!" The little girl has a good nose and memory, and she quickly smelled the scent of cumin.

Not to mention the two children, even Su Guangfu and Yang couldn't help but stop what they were doing and kept sniffing the aroma of fried chicken wafting in the air.

It has to be said that there is a reason why some foods are popular all over the world. This shared taste memory can even travel through time and space to another era, making people yearn for it.

Su Qingluan called out, "Everyone, come and eat this fried chicken—you two kids, don't be so anxious, be careful of the hot steam inside!"

Seeing her son getting a little impatient, Yang patted the back of his hand with her chopsticks. Seeing her brother being hit, Su Xueyan, who was standing next to her, obediently withdrew her little hand that was about to reach for the chicken.

Su Qingluan turned around and went to the kitchen. She brought out four plates one after another, explaining the different flavors of the three plates of fried chicken - especially the one with dogwood added, so she asked the two little ones to be careful not to eat it.

Su Xueyan picked up a chicken wing and gnawed on it, her little mouth glistening with grease. She then turned to look at the last plate and asked curiously, "Sister, aren't these chicken bones? Why did you bring them out specifically? Aren't we supposed to throw them away?"

Su Qingluan's plate of fried chicken racks basically had no chicken meat, and seasonings were added when the fried chicken powder and the chicken were marinated before. In order to prevent the chicken racks from being too salty, very small amounts of natural and dogwood were sprinkled on it.

So she picked a smaller piece of chicken ribs, tapped the seasoning on the edge of the table to make the chicken ribs taste lighter, and handed it to her sister: "Here, try it."

As he spoke, he handed a small piece of ribs to his father, mother and younger brother respectively, and randomly picked up a piece of dogwood and scattered it on the ground.

Yang was a little worried: "Erzhuang just changed his teeth some time ago, and I guess the remaining ones are not very stable. This chicken bone...can he eat it?" As she said this, she looked at Su Xuanhe with great concern - to be precise, at the small white teeth in his mouth.

After hearing what A Niang said, Su Xuanhe, who was about to put the fried chicken bone into his mouth, was so scared that he closed his mouth and stared at the chicken bone in his hand with great vigilance as if facing a great enemy.

Su Qingluan smiled and said, "It's okay. I've fried the bones until they're crispy." As she said that, she put the fried chicken bone in her hand into her mouth and took a light bite. The unique burnt and crispy taste after being fried over high heat burst in her mouth.

The crispy "crunch, crunch" sound of the bones was very contagious. Seeing Su Qingluan eating with relish, the other members of the Su family also tried to put the chicken bones into their mouths and chew them.

Except for Su Xueyan who was a little young and had some difficulty eating the crispy chicken bones, the rest of the people had a good acceptance of this dish.

The special crispy and burnt taste of the fried chicken instantly captured everyone's taste buds. Even the little girl Su Xueyan, although she was having difficulty eating with a "crunch crunch" sound and frowned, was reluctant to spit out the chicken bones.

Su Qingluan looked at Su Guangfu and said, "Father, these fried chicken bones are a great side dish for drinking. Would you like to have a drink?"

Su Guangfu actually doesn't drink much. Su Qingluan has been traveling here for more than two months, and she can count the number of times she has seen Su Guangfu drinking on one hand.

Sure enough, today he also shook his head: "I've been thinking about how to repair the house recently. After I'm done with this period of work, Daya will make these fried chicken bones again. Then I can have a few more drinks."

Su Qingluan nodded immediately: "Of course, as long as Dad wants to eat this chicken bone, he can do so anytime!"

"What about me?"

"And me!"

The two children, who were enjoying the delicious food, heard the conversation between their father and sister, and quickly raised their heads to fight for their "right to eat".

Su Qingluan smiled and said, "Well...it all depends on your performance!"

As he said this, he took a piece of fried chicken and put it into the jam made from "suan hook", rolled it around and put it into his mouth: Well, it's sour and spicy and delicious. The jam neutralizes the greasiness of the fried chicken and makes the original spicy taste more sour, sweet and refreshing.

Seeing Su Qingluan like this, the others followed suit and sighed one after another:

"This fried chicken is also delicious with jam!"

"Yeah, it's really good."

"Sister, I love this jam!"

Only little Su Xuanhe, who really dislikes sour tastes, felt hurt: "This jam is so sour, how can it be delicious?"

Su Qingluan smiled and said, "You don't like sour food. If you are tired of fried food, just have some shredded vegetables and wraps to help you get rid of the greasiness." As she said that, she pushed the wraps and shredded vegetables in front of her to the middle of the table so that everyone could easily take them.

Then, Su Qingluan picked up a piece of chicken, removed the bones, and tore the chicken into several small pieces. Seeing that the burrito was a bit big, she tore the other two pieces of chicken in the same way. Then, she arranged the pieces of meat on the burrito one by one, took some shredded vegetables, spread jam on it, rolled up the whole burrito, put it in her mouth and took a bite.

Well, this is the chicken roll without the salad dressing!

Su Qingluan nodded secretly in her heart: Although the jam of Sour Hook is a little more acidic than salad dressing, it neutralizes the greasiness of the fried chicken. When served with various shredded vegetables, it makes the taste more refreshing and neutralizes the sour taste of the jam, making the "chicken roll" twice as delicious.

Su Qingluan held up the wrap and began to promote it: "Would you like to eat the chicken wrapped like this? Although it may not be as crispy as eating it alone, it will definitely taste better!"

Upon hearing this, the others immediately followed suit, choosing their favorite fried chicken flavor, wrapping it in a wrap, and adding their favorite shredded vegetables.

As soon as the rich-flavored burrito was put into our mouths, everyone's eyes lit up at the same time: It's so delicious!

Although the aroma of the chicken has been reduced, the taste is richer and more varied!

Su Xuanhe suddenly had the idea to wrap the fried chicken bones in the wrap, but Su Qingluan quickly stopped him: "Even if the chicken isn't crispy, at least the inside will still be juicy. If the bones get damp and lose their crispiness, it won't be delicious!"

"But I just want to give it a try..." Su Xuanhe was a little unwilling.

"If this attempt fails, you have to eat it all yourself, okay?" Su Qingluan signaled with her eyes, "No need to waste it, okay?"