Fang Yan's cooking is so delicious that if you don't try it, you'll feel like you're missing out on an exquisite delicacy.
It's better to eat it than to regret it later.
If you were to ask Zhong Huaizheng what his biggest takeaway from this trip was,
He would definitely say, "A treat for the palate."
He was a man who had lived in the Northwest for decades and was used to eating meat and drinking alcohol in large quantities.
This year, however, I was in a small village on the southern border, and I was so engrossed in the delicious and beautifully presented dishes that I lingered there, thoroughly enjoying myself.
Grandpa Zhang often worked so hard that he forgot to eat and sleep, and it was common for him to go hungry for a day or two, but he didn't seem to mind.
Just now, all his energy was focused on the family reunion, and he didn't notice that the small, simple, yet clean and elegant farmhouse was filled with the aroma of meat.
"The noodles are ready, let's eat the noodles first."
Zhang Jizhou and Xu Zhimin each carried two bowls of noodles as they walked over.
"You should try it. The third brother's cooking is truly exceptional."
Zhang Zongde treated Fang Yan as if she were his own junior, pushing the noodle soup in front of the old man and praising her.
Just moments ago, Grandpa Zhang hadn't felt hungry, but now, smelling the mouthwatering aroma, and looking into the bowl, he saw white noodles, flavorful braised meat, vibrant green vegetables, and a thin layer of oil floating on the light meat gravy. It all looked incredibly appetizing and made his mouth water.
"I don't know your tastes, so I don't dare to add chili sauce to the soup. This is a mild and a spicy version of chili sauce, along with fried peanuts, cilantro, and garlic cloves."
Fang Yan came in carrying side dishes and sauces.
Southerners prefer light cuisine, but people from the Northwest like to eat meat and noodles with garlic cloves.
Fang Yan only remembered this after Zhong Huaizheng arrived. Among the people who came today, there might be people from the Northwest, or those who are used to the food culture of the Northwest, so Fang Yan brought over the garlic cloves as well.
"Sister-in-law, your cooking is so delicious!"
Xu Zhimin's work involves traveling all over the place, so he can eat all kinds of food.
He first took a sip of the light noodle soup, which he had been craving for a long time!
It tasted exactly as he had imagined.
He couldn't help but give Fang Yan a thumbs up, "Sister-in-law, you have no idea, the last time you gave us that bag of food almost made us fight."
"Oh? You came with someone last time?"
Fang Yan was surprised, "If I had known you had a companion, I would have prepared more for you."
Last time, she prepared a portion for a man's appetite.
Zhang Xiuying had come secretly, so Xu Zhimin didn't dare to. He added a spoonful of Fang Yan's homemade chili sauce to his bowl, took a bite, and was so impressed by its aroma that he couldn't help but drink some soup. "In this kind of weather, this kind of soup is the most comforting."
It was piping hot and spicy; once you drank it, even your stomach felt warm.
The village chief and Fang Jie, however, felt that their stomachs couldn't handle drinking so much chili.
Anyway, to each their own.
Spicy or not spicy, it's up to you.
Although the late-night snack consisted of only a bowl of noodle soup, everyone enjoyed it immensely.
Even Grandpa Zhang was extremely satisfied with the meal, repeatedly praising, "Xiao Fang's cooking skills are really excellent."
Upon learning that Fang Yan was selling braised food in the county town and had recently started selling dried meat, he couldn't help but take Fang Yan more seriously. "So, the dried meat that Ji Zhou and the others took on their last mission was made by you?"
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