My aunt's skill in making pasta is unparalleled. She said that this is because her family mostly grows wheat and they eat pasta almost every day, so she practiced it very hard.
The filling for the buns was prepared under the guidance of Han Zeyu, and the saltiness was controlled by my aunt.
There's nothing you can do about it, he just knows how to eat it. He learned the recipes from what he heard. It's purely an amateur guiding an expert, and the degree of completion still depends entirely on the expert's control.
There were more than a dozen people in the two rooms together. Two large basins of noodles were distributed, and eight trays of buns were put into the pot. It looked very spectacular.
Han Zeyu's oven had been lit and dried before, so he put the two marinated ducks in, as well as some large sweet potatoes, to avoid wasting firepower.
Han Zeyu squatted next to the oven and ate buns. His nose twitched and he could faintly smell the aroma of meat. He was very excited.
Roast duck, this is such a delicious roast duck. He hasn’t eaten it for almost a year.
Su Shien discovered one thing. Yuger didn't seem to be afraid of the heat. Although he would sweat, the amount was very little. When they were huddled together at night, his body was also icy cold. Could this be the physique of a god?
The leaky oven couldn't block the overbearing aroma of the roast duck. Everyone gathered around to see how a duck could become so fragrant.
After removing the stone slab blocking the oven door, the aroma of roast duck and sweet potato wafted out, immediately making everyone's mouths water.
I just ate, why am I hungry again? No, this is probably because I'm greedy.
Han Zeyu used a wooden stick to pull the sweet potatoes out of the charcoal fire. He was disappointed. There were sweet potatoes everywhere, but no potatoes. They must be so abundant!
The eldest cousin squatted aside and scooped up the hot roasted sweet potatoes and moved them aside to cool. When he heard his cousin's doubts, he became even more confused.
"Don't you know? People have died from eating potato pods. Although it's okay to eat a lot if cooked, it can cause dizziness and nausea, so few people grow them. But they're quite rare. Many people eat potatoes in the winter, so if you store some in the cellar, you can eat them until the next spring."
Oh, Han Zeyu remembered that these rumors were indeed in the original body's memory.
Sweet potatoes can be eaten raw and have a crispy and sweet taste, but potatoes contain solanine, which can cause poisoning if eaten raw. It is best not to eat potatoes that have sprouted.
Solanine is afraid of acid and high temperature. It can be dissolved in water. Dig out the sprouts and green parts, change the water several times, soak it for an hour and then you can cook it.
It is said that life was hard in ancient times, but no one knows that life in the end times is truly hard. It was then that he realized that when people are extremely hungry, they will really treat their own kind as food.
Han Zeyu was brushing sugar water on the roast duck with a focused and devout look. While thanking his blackened fellow student in his heart, he was thinking about going into the mountains to get some honey.
Everyone was confused, and looking at Han Zeyu's serious look, they all sighed, no wonder their cooking was not delicious! Look at how focused Yu Ge'er is, it really takes dedication to cook well.
The eldest cousin's wife was about to cry again: "Brother Yu, can you give me a bite of that roast duck? I have some private money, I won't ask for it for nothing, it smells so good..."
Han Zeyu found it funny. This cousin's wife would definitely be a foodie in the future. She even secretly gave him money just to have a bite of roast duck.
He didn't pay much attention to his appetite before, but after experiencing the baptism of the end of the world, he is now a super foodie and can understand his cousin's wife's feelings at the moment.
The roast duck that comes out of the oven for the second time is golden red and shiny, which makes people's mouths water.
Leave one duck leg, wrap it up and give it to my cousin's wife, asking her to eat a few bites to try it. She can take the duck leg back and eat it tomorrow.
"It's not that I'm stingy, but you ate too much meat today, and stomach upset during pregnancy is no joke."
Wang Qin nodded. She knew what was right and wrong. Yu Ge'er was concerned about her and it was good for him to be frank. He was much more considerate than her sister-in-law at home.
Their situation is not that they are incompatible, but that Wang Qin and Han Yulian's personalities are incompatible.
Although Wang Qin is a crybaby, she is actually a very impatient person. Yu Lian is a bit slow and is slow in her words and actions, which makes her anxious. In addition, there is an age difference of eight or nine years between the two, so they have even less common topics.
Wang Qin is the youngest daughter in the family. She is not good at dealing with younger children. Instead, she feels that she has more common topics with Han Zeyu, who is of similar age, especially when it comes to food.
"Brother Yu, I know how to make rice cakes. They're so delicious and sticky. I'll make them for you after I unload the goods!"
Han Zeyu nodded. They were friends who made friends over food and were like-minded people.
Han Zeping was speechless. How could giving birth become delivering the baby?
My aunt-in-law tasted a piece of roast duck with skin. The skin was crispy, fat but not greasy, and the saltiness was just right. The marinating time was a bit too short, so there was a slight fishy smell. I think if it was marinated for a longer time, this problem could be perfectly solved.
I pushed aside my son who was in the way and looked at my pregnant daughter-in-law. Actually, this was also quite in the way, but I couldn't squeeze her.
My aunt-in-law nimbly stood between the two of them at a tricky angle.
Wang Qin was stunned for a moment, while Han Zeyu praised her aunt-in-law for her great skills.
"Brother Yu, do you think we can go to the county town to sell roast duck?"
Wow~ Look at this person’s economic mind, how quick he reacts!
"Of course you can. The ones sold in the county restaurants are not as delicious as this. If you add some chopped green onions, small pancakes, and sweet noodle sauce, the demand will definitely exceed the supply."
"What is sweet noodle sauce? Our brother Yu is really knowledgeable. Come on, tell Auntie about it."
While they were discussing business matters enthusiastically, the others had already cleaned up the yard.
The second cousin came over to tell everyone to go home. The eldest aunt was still not satisfied, and Wang Qin was also listening with great interest, and neither of them wanted to pay attention to him.
Han Ze'an felt that he was becoming less and less welcome in this family. After his cousin Zeyu got married, he, as the older cousin, still had no place to go. His nineteenth birthday was approaching, and the closer it got, the more annoyed his parents became with him.
Han Zeyu watched the fun with gloating delight. Didn't he say he had a crush on someone? Why was he hiding it? It would be so much better if he was so open and honest. He wanted to tell the world that Su Shien was his and refused to let anyone get involved.
Originally, Han Zeping was struggling over whether or not to confess to his family, but now he doesn’t dare to confess to them.
His love life, which was already bumpy, is now even more thorny. Why is his life so miserable?
At night, Han Zeyu lay on her husband's body, not caring whether his weight would be a burden to Su Shien, he just stayed there without moving.
Su Shien held him with one hand and stroked his back with the other. The vixen on his body, who claimed to suck his yang energy, hummed in comfort and looked like she was about to fall asleep.
Su Shien slowed down his voice and asked, "Brother Yu, why is your body always so cold?"
Han Zeyu replied lazily: "It will get hot in winter."
"Huh? Warm in the winter and cool in the summer?"
"Not always. Sometimes it can be hot in the summer."
"when?"
"When you're on top of me."
"Ahem, go to sleep. We have to get up early tomorrow!"
In the darkness, Han Zeyu raised the corners of his lips with pride, "You little brat, I told you that I was the God of Land, now I'm going to crush you with my wheel."
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