Qin Yi grabbed a mask with her left hand and held it in front of her.

Hold the spatula at the very top with your right hand.

He turned sideways as if facing a formidable enemy and continued to stir-fry.

"This thing is like popcorn; if you don't want to get blown up, stay away from it!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than "Bang!" A piece of dough in the pot suddenly exploded and flew towards Grandpa Yu's face.

"**!"

Grandpa Yu instinctively turned his face to the side to protect himself, and a scalding hot soybean hit him on the forehead.

"Oh my!"

Grandpa Yu covered his left forehead and quickly ran to Sister Ju's side, asking, "Can you please take a look? Is it swollen from the burn? Should I get it disinfected?"

Sister Ju pried open Grandpa Yu's hand and took a closer look.

"Hmm~~ It's pink, and a little swollen. Watch me! Tsk tsk!" Sister Ju spat on her hand.

They wanted to smear it directly on Grandpa Yu's forehead.

"My goodness! What are you doing?!" Grandpa Yu stared warily at Sister Ju's hand, which was covered in saliva, and saw that it was about to smear on his forehead. He quickly backed away.

"I'll disinfect it for you!" Sister Ju reached out a hand to grab Grandpa Yu. "I do this when I get burned by hot oil while cooking, and it's very effective!"

Grandpa Yu was so frightened that he frantically waved his hands: "No, no, no! You can't! Sharing saliva is too private, I'm not worthy of it. Just let me get burned!"

He quickly covered his forehead and ran back to where Qin Yi was frying yellow soil.

She said in a resentful tone, "Boss Qin, what on earth are you doing? Not only did I get burned, but you almost ruined my reputation. If you don't give me an explanation, I'm not leaving here today!"

Qin Yi had finished frying the soil, and she called out to Grandpa Yu, "Come on, give me a hand and sift this yellow soil."

The two of them worked together to pour the yellow soil from the large iron pot into a large mesh sieve. A large basin of soil was placed underneath. The sieve was shaken back and forth, and the yellow soil fell down in a rustling sound, leaving behind small brownish-yellow beans.

"That's it?" Grandpa Yu looked disgusted. "Are you really going to feed me dirt?"

Qin Yi picked up a piping hot steamed bun from the sieve, flicked off the ash with her fingers, blew on it a few times, and handed it to Grandpa Yu.

Grandpa Yu still looked completely unwilling.

Qin Yi continued.

"Look! This is called 'earth-fried bun.' Humans are made from earth, and like attracts like. This dough is seasoned with eggs, sesame seeds, and Sichuan peppercorn leaves, rolled into strips about the thickness of a finger, then cut into small pieces the size of a finger joint. It's then stir-fried with the unique Guanyin clay of Wushan to create earth-fried buns."

"The spleen in the human body belongs to the earth element in the Five Elements theory. So, we use earth to supplement earth. This 'earth-fried' process was originally a traditional Chinese medicine preparation method. Eating earth-fried bread can nourish the spleen and stomach and improve bodily functions!"

Grandpa Yu was skeptical: "Why does this sound like such a scam? It's like trying to eat the periodic table of elements."

Qin Yi was the first to throw one into her mouth.

With a blank expression, he said calmly, "Hmm~! It tastes good!"

Grandpa Yu, with a try-it-out mentality, also picked up two pieces, and like Qin Yi, he first flicked off the dirt from the dough before putting it in his mouth.

"Huh?"

Crunch, crunch, crunch.

"It looks just like a crispy, burnt Want Want Little Bun!"

"Huh?"

"It gets more and more fragrant the more you chew! After biting into it, you can taste the aroma of Sichuan peppercorns and sesame salt. It leaves a lingering fragrance in my teeth!"

"that is……"

"Cough cough! Occasionally, you can still taste a dusty, earthy flavor that goes straight down your throat!"

"This is truly authentic, natural, and intangible cultural heritage food! We don't even have this kind of loess here! I never thought that I could still experience the taste of eating soil in my old age. It's really not easy."

Grandpa Yu asked Qin Yi for a paper bag and put all the steamed buns into it.

He rushed into the group of children and shouted at Li Nansang and Li Beiyang.

"Kids, Grandpa has some delicious treats from a blind box! Come on! Grandpa's treating you to earthen buns. Only by eating the dirtiest of the dirt can you become a superior person!"

After saying that, he fed each of the two children a clod of dirt into their mouths.

Li Nansang chewed for a moment and said to Li Hong, "Mom! I know the taste of soil!"

After eating one, Li Beiyang became addicted and chased after Grandpa Yu, trying to snatch the steamed buns: "Grandpa! Feed me until I'm a tycoon!"