Da Yang grasped the key point.
Li Ning chuckled, his face full of smugness:
"See? What do you call this? This is what you call connections. My junior aunt has an unbreakable relationship with the owner of the Red Harvest Research Institute... cough cough, don't tell anyone."
Xu Milu pretended not to hear, and slid the blade in her hand slightly, scraping away the brown marks on the surface of the matsutake mushroom bit by bit.
—The matsutake mushroom was so big that she only cut off one piece, which was as solid as holding a big white steamed bun in her hand.
The large matsutake mushrooms didn't have a dry, woody texture inside; instead, they looked more tender than some of the smaller matsutake mushrooms. Xu Milu easily sliced them into thin slices for later use.
Xiao Sun hurriedly came over to help, taking out a newly bought simple barbecue grill, clams, tofu, vegetables, and some seasonings such as salt, chicken essence, and MSG from the trunk of the car.
To everyone's surprise, Xu Milu glanced at it and shook her head:
“You don’t need all of these to eat matsutake mushrooms, just a little butter will do. Come on, lend a hand and set up the grill.”
The simple barbecue grill is round with four supports at the bottom. It looks a bit like an old-fashioned brazier. The smokeless charcoal ignites quickly, and the fire is almost lit in no time.
Xu Milu placed her precious pot on the stove, then sliced the tofu and lightly fried it in oil until both sides were golden brown. She then added fresh clams, stir-fried them briefly, and sprinkled in scallions, ginger slices, and dried red dates.
Once the clams opened, she added sliced king oyster mushrooms, matsutake mushrooms, and shiitake mushrooms to the pot, along with a little white pepper powder. Finally, she poured in half a pot of water, and the fresh mushroom hot pot base was ready.
The white mushroom broth bubbled and steamed in the pot, its delicate aroma surrounding the four people, giving them the illusion that they were completely enveloped in the fragrance.
"This soup base looks so white, I wonder if it will have no flavor."
Xiao Sun raised his question, and Xu Milu smiled and gestured:
"Try it."
Xiao Sun hesitated for a moment, then picked up a slice of matsutake mushroom and put it in her mouth, chewing slowly. As she chewed, her expression changed:
Puzzled, confused, surprised, amazed.
"So fresh! So crisp! So smooth!"
Xiao Sun covered her mouth and slowly exhaled, a faint and unique fragrance swirling in her mouth, somewhat like the taste of soil and grass after rain, with a hint of the crisp and tender texture of fungi, melting in her mouth.
"Matsutake mushrooms grow and are harvested in less than 48 hours, but the super matsutake mushrooms cultivated by the Red Harvest Research Institute do not have this problem. They grow and mature in 15 days, giving them enough time to absorb rainwater and sunlight, so they taste the simplest sweet aroma."
Xu Milu picked up another frying pan, tossed in a pat of butter, and waited for it to melt slowly. Li Ning, standing to the side, hesitated, then raised an eyebrow:
"You want to film a video? I just won't be in the shot."
"It's not filming a video, it's a live stream. Don't worry, Junior Aunt, I definitely won't film your face!"
Li Ning cheered, quickly set up his camera, and started the live stream.
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