He had assumed that the person busy in the kitchen was Wei's housekeeper.
When he saw a strange yet beautiful face, he immediately stopped in his tracks, completely stunned.
However, he immediately remembered that this was the woman who had stayed at their house last night, and that his grandfather had told him she was an excellent cook.
Before meeting Fang Yan, Wei Heming thought she was an old, overweight, dark-skinned rural woman.
Unexpectedly, Fang Yan is like this, and so beautiful.
He almost couldn't bring himself to call her "Auntie".
He glanced at Fang Yan again, figuring she was probably only a few years older than him. After thinking for a moment, he changed his words, "Sister Yan, why are you up so early?"
In this day and age, only very young children would use the reduplicated term "sister";
Calling her "sister" directly seems too intimate, especially since it's our first meeting. I'm worried that it might make her uncomfortable or offend her.
So he compromised by combining his name and title.
This is the first time someone has ever called me that.
Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, but then she understood the other party's intention. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. It is said that wealthy families are prone to producing spoiled brats.
It seems the Wei family has excellent upbringing.
"Stir-fried rice cakes and pork offal and pearl vegetable soup. Go wash up and then call Grandpa Wei and the others over for dinner."
Wei Heming looked at the large plate of stir-fried rice cakes with a tempting red sauce and the large pot of pearl vegetable soup that exuded a delicious aroma on the dining table.
He turned around and rushed off to wash up.
Just as Fang Yan finished tidying up Xiao Yuzai after he woke up, Grandpa Wei and his two companions, along with Wei Heming, also arrived.
"These past few days, my grandfather has been talking about how amazing Sister Yan's cooking is. Now I finally understand why he's been so fond of her. Sister Yan, your cooking is absolutely superb!"
I took a bite of the stir-fried rice cake and a sip of the pearl vegetable soup.
Wei Heming immediately gave Fang Yan a thumbs up, saying, "I've had stir-fried rice cakes at the best restaurant in the provincial capital, but none of them tasted as good as yours."
He usually lives with his parents in the provincial capital.
I came here specifically to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with Grandpa Wei.
Grandpa Wei had been impressed by Fang Yan's cooking skills countless times. He was a shrewd old man and knew that burying his head in his food was more effective than talking, so he kept quiet.
By eating so much that she could hardly stop, she showed that she liked Fang Yan's cooking.
Zhang Zongde often got to eat Fang Yan's cooking, but no matter how many times he ate it, he and Grandpa Wei felt that only by burying their heads in their food could they express their appreciation for the skill.
The village chief would occasionally eat the braised food that Fang Yan sent him. These two dishes today were not the first time he had seen them, but it was the first time he had tasted them like this.
He couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, "Third brother's family, your aunt often cooks fried rice cakes and pearl vegetables. Let's not even talk about the rice cakes, but how do you cook this pork offal and pearl vegetables? How can you cook it so deliciously?"
Almost every household in Gouzi Village plants a few pearl vegetables in the open space in front of or behind their houses. They occasionally use them to make soup or cook them for breakfast, which is quite delicious.
But the village chief had eaten the same pearl vegetables his wife cooked for most of his life, and the taste was really quite ordinary.
Moreover, cooked pork offal always has a meaty smell.
With supplies scarce and the economy tight, when people are sober, they simply clean the inedible parts of the food.
In fact, some internal organs, like pig lungs, not only need to be thoroughly cleaned of the dirt inside, but also the blood vessels and excess fat on them need to be removed.
Otherwise, it will taste very fishy.
There's an even more important step – pork offal, which has a strong odor, must be blanched to remove it.
When blanching, add ginger slices, scallion knots, cooking wine or rice wine; these are all very effective at removing fishy smells.
That's why today's pork offal and pearl soup is so delicious.
Besides Fang Yan's thorough removal of the fishy smell, another important reason is that the broth is made by simmering a large pork belly.
That meaty bone has now become Qibei's breakfast.
Fang Yan bought this as a reward for its outstanding performance yesterday.
The pork bone soup, simmered for over an hour, was both delicious and fragrant.
After blanching, the pork offal is added to the bone broth in order of how easily it cooks and how quickly it takes to cook, and then simmered over medium heat.
After adding the pork liver, which is the most difficult part to control in terms of texture, add the cleaned tapioca pearls. Bring the soup to a boil again and let it simmer for about ten seconds.
At this point, the pearl vegetables retain their crisp texture, and all the meat is fully cooked.
More importantly, this soup has both the savory aroma of meat and the unique fragrance of pearl vegetables; it's so delicious it'll make your eyebrows fall off.
"Goodness! No wonder your cooking is so delicious, it turns out it's so complicated!" The village chief exclaimed, speechless.
In his mind, cooking rice is simply washing it, putting it in the pot, and cooking it.
I never expected that cooking rice would be so troublesome for the third brother's family.
However, it really is quite delicious!
Wei Jiahong was quite lucky; everyone had only just started eating when he walked in looking exhausted.
"Uncle, do you want some breakfast that Sister Yan made?" Wei Heming asked casually.
Based on his understanding of his uncle, his uncle usually didn't eat it.
However……
"Give me a bowl of pearl vegetable soup."
Ignoring the ghostly stares of Old Master Wei and Wei Heming, one old and one young, Wei Jiahong turned and went to the toilet to wash his hands.
Working through the night, the secretary would prepare a late-night snack for them in the early hours.
If you eat a late-night snack, you usually won't be able to eat breakfast.
But when Wei Jiahong saw that pot of pearl vegetable soup, which was green and white with a few red goji berries floating on top, he inexplicably felt an appetite.
However, after tasting the first sip of soup, Wei Jiahong immediately changed his mind, "Give me a bowl of dry-fried rice cakes too."
Old Master Wei: ...
Wei Heming: ...
They were naturally unhappy about the sudden appearance of someone trying to steal their food.
However, everyone here is an adult, and it's not like they would fight over a stutter.
However, with Wei Jiahong joining them, Old Master Wei and Wei Heming ate even faster.
They were afraid that if they ate too slowly, Wei Jiahong would eat everything.
After the meal, Wei Jiahong briefly explained to them the role and function that Sun Maofa played in Fang Yan's case.
I thought that after hearing what he said, Fang Yan would be so angry that she would start cursing.
Unexpectedly, she remained quite rational and calm throughout, and even joked, "I guess I turned misfortune into blessing. I risked my life to get rid of a big pest for our county. No matter how you look at it, I won this time."
Looking at her gentle and optimistic smile, Wei Jiahong's heart suddenly stirred with a flutter...
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