Chapter 160 Chapter 160 The taste is similar to the last time I met Grandma Sun...
As mentioned earlier, the bean milk ice cubes that Song Ruan brought had been baked and had returned to liquid form in the bowl.
However, a kang is just a kang after all, not a pot or a grill. Its purpose is to keep people warm, not to send people to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures.
The fact that the bean juice can be melted from ice into juice in such a short time is already an extraordinary achievement thanks to the extraordinary performance of the fire wall next to it. The wall of the bowl still feels cool to the touch, not very hot.
Song Ruan was a little worried that the soy milk would affect its taste, so he asked the captain's wife for a lid and stuffed the bowl of soy milk next to the kang to dry.
Oh my, she is so thoughtful.
With the open flame burning, the soy milk quickly became hot.
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However, once things, especially food, are heated, the smell will disperse as if it has been catalyzed.
Wang Hao, who was lying crookedly on the kang, suddenly flipped over and jumped up, staring at Wang Xue in horror, "Sister, the smell of your fight with Granny Sun hasn't faded away yet?"
Wang Xue:? ? ?
It had been a long time since the war between her and Grandma Sun, but because it was so unforgettable, Wang Xue realized what he meant immediately and her face turned pale.
"Bullshit!" Wang Xue was furious. "It's been so long, how could it be me?!"
Wang Hao blurted out subconsciously: "Yes, sister, it's been a long time, you are not pickled, right? What should I do?"
Wang Xue screamed in anger and slapped him in the face: "You keep talking nonsense! You keep talking nonsense! I think there's something wrong with your nose!"
Wang Hao was used to being slapped in the face, but after hearing the second half of Wang Xue's words, he couldn't stand it anymore and protested:
"There's nothing wrong with my nose! If you smell this, the whole room will feel like it was burst by a fart! If you don't smell it, either you created it or there's something wrong with your nose!"
You know what, what you said does make sense.
Even the captain, who claimed to have seen a lot of storms and was not surprised by anything, moved to the side calmly.
Wang Xue was so angry that she cried out.
Song Ruan brought the roasted bean juice over: "It should taste like this. This is the capital's specialty bean juice. It smells a bit special."
After these words were spoken, Wang Xue, who was fighting with her brother, was stunned.
Before the food was even in the other person's mouth, Song Ruan hurriedly explained and deceived him: "Oh, this is their specialty, just like the stinky tofu of Hunan Province. Didn't the leader say that stinky tofu smells bad but tastes good, just like the other person?"
Although there is actually no connection between the two, people nowadays have a heartfelt admiration for the big leaders, and they will feel that anything that has the slightest connection with them will shine.
The crowd was easily fooled by Song Ruan, and even had a little more curiosity and expectation.
Just then, Hu Tou had led his brothers and sisters back into the house, and brought a pile of bowls and cups from the kitchen with a smile on his face.
In fact, people nowadays are not so particular. A family member takes turns using two cups, one for the men and one for the women, which is already considered particular - in an age of scarce resources, who would have the time to go through so much trouble?
For example, when delivering water to the fields, people would usually just bring a large kettle, and the whole family would take turns drinking from it with the lid on. That was very common.
However, the captain's family is richer after all, and they have the energy and free time during the winter. The most important thing is that this is a specialty of the capital, so it is normal to give it a little extra face.
So no one in the family had any objection to this, even Wang Ersao's wife Bai Fangfang, who was the most fussy, didn't say anything.
She was still thinking in her mind that Song Ruan was a young girl and her hands might not be accurate. She would have to take a good look at her later. She couldn't ask her to pour more for others and less for her, otherwise she would definitely not agree.
This is a rare thing from the capital, and she might not be able to eat it again in her life. If she gets less than others, she will be at a great disadvantage!
Besides, she had to save some money and let her nephew from her mother's side have a taste of meat.
Or maybe she would look at Xiaoya, Xiaowu and the others, a group of half-grown kids, and think there was no need for them to eat so many delicious foods.
Bai Fangfang's calculations were clacking, and her shrewd eyes were fixed on Song Ruan's hands as he was distributing the soy milk.
The gray-green bean juice was evenly divided into each bowl. Bai Fangfang cleverly made some noise when Song Ruan was pouring her bowl. Song Ruan shook her hand, and there was an extra layer in her bowl.
A sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Song Ruan glanced at Bai Fangfang who was feeling complacent, and a mysterious smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
The soy milk was quickly divided, and the captain and his family carefully brought the soy milk to their lips with a pious attitude and took a sip solemnly.
Hehehe, they never thought that these mountain folks would one day be able to eat the food of the capital...yue! ! !
The adults were fine, with a look of stupor on their faces mixed with colorful black, but they were still able to keep calm with their adult willpower. The children were not the same. They looked like they had been punched, with hunched shoulders and wrinkled faces, looking like roasted chickens with their necks shrunk into a ball.
Or the kind that starts working before they reach adulthood.
How to describe this taste?
It has a bit of the sourness of spoiled sauerkraut, a unique stench, and a peculiar sticky and mellow taste. How can I describe it?
The captain's wife kicked him on the spot - it reminded her of how this old man would come back in the middle of summer all sweaty and lie down on the kang without washing his feet, which was so annoying!
Everyone was a little bit incredulous. They looked at each other suspiciously. If it came from the capital, it had to be good. Was it because they ate too many pickles at night and there was something wrong with their tongues, so they couldn't taste it?
Want to try another bite?
Song Ruan watched the captain's family look at each other, then all of them looked solemn and took another big bite.
Song Ruan:? ? ?
Ah, don’t tell me that she brought it from Beijing and kept it for so long, and as a result, the soy milk became more delicious?
Yes, I have heard that soy milk is made from fermentation. I’m not sure if it has fermented properly after so many days.
How can this be! ! !
Song Ruan got angry on the spot, lowered his head and took a sip of the shallow layer of remaining soy juice that gathered at the bottom of the bowl after it was distributed.
yue! ! ! !
That’s right, it still tastes this bad!
Song Ruan retched and felt relieved, but the soy milk he swallowed came back up and he retched again.
Her voice was like turning on a switch or removing some restraints, and the people sitting at the table on the kang began to retch one after another.
Wang Xue was the first to shout: "What the hell is this? You brought us the capital's swill!"
Song Ruan said righteously: "What nonsense are you talking about? Look, I just ate it. What is swill? This is called bean juice! Authentic old capital dish! It's just that the local characteristics are too strong, and we outsiders are not used to it."
Wang Xue was half-believing and half-doubting, so she took another sip, frowned and smacked her lips, as if she had eaten it somewhere before but had forgotten, and was now savoring it carefully and trying hard to recall it.
Then he flew into a rage: "You farted!!!"
"This is worse than swill. It tastes a bit like the last time I fought with Granny Sun!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the main room fell silent. No matter if it was the person who was holding the bowl of soy milk with unwillingness to give up, or the person who was holding the bowl of soy milk to his mouth with frowned brows, everyone froze.
Wang Xing'er, who had been sleeping in the same bed with Wang Xue during this period, with their faces and heads facing each other, suddenly sprayed out a mouthful of soy milk, which happened to hit Bai Fangfang's face opposite her like a little whale.
Bai Fangfang's face seemed to be covered with a layer of gray-green mask, turning her into Green Fangfang.
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