Today, Mei Cuiping was not only not angry, but also agreed with Yun Aiguo's words.
"Mianmian's noodle dumpling soup is indeed better than grandma's. How does Mianmian cook it? Can you teach grandma?"
After Yun Aiguo had satisfied his craving, he was still waiting to be kicked by his wife, but when he suddenly heard Mei Cuiping say this, he was so shocked that he almost dropped the chopsticks in his hand.
Yun Yongcheng also had a look of surprise on his face.
Since Mianmian came, my mother has changed a lot!
Yun Mian also felt that the potato dumpling soup she cooked this morning was particularly delicious. In her previous life, the dumpling soup she cooked with eggs and pork ribs was not as delicious as this one. Her cooking skills had not improved much compared to her previous life. The only difference was that this morning's dumpling soup was cooked with the spiritual spring water in the space.
It must be the spiritual spring water that enhances the taste of the food.
After finding the reason, Yun Mian had an idea in his mind.
Spiritual spring water can make food delicious, so can she use the spiritual spring water to make delicious food and help her grandparents and dad make money?
In the early 1980s, the country had just opened up to individual businesses and there was not much competition. You might be able to make money by setting up a small stall in Huangshi Town.
Yun Mian kept this thought to herself for the time being.
At the moment, the most important thing is to let her grandparents and dad keep her and adopt her.
Seeing her grandmother suddenly become like a studious baby, staring at her expectantly, Yun Mian pretended not to understand and replied in a baby voice, "Grandma, I just made it randomly. I heated up the pot and poured oil into it. When the oil was hot, I put the potato slices into the pot and fried them. Then I added three scoops of water to stew the potato slices. When the soup in the pot boiled, I kneaded the noodles into lumps and threw them into the soup to cook."
Mei Cuiping felt that this was no different from her own cooking method, but why wasn't it as delicious?
"Is it that simple?"
"Yeah, it's that simple."
Yun Mian nodded heavily.
"By the way, grandma, I used half cornmeal and half flour to make the dough."
"Mianmian, are you using the cornmeal from the jar?"
"Well, I saw that cornmeal was mixed with flour, so I used some."
Mei Cuiping raised her hand and slapped herself on the forehead.
"That cornmeal is for chickens."
The family had just had a brood of chicks, and the chicks were too tender to eat rice bran, so Mei Cuiping went to the mill to grind some corn flour to feed the chicks.
The corn flour used to feed chickens is not shelled and is much coarser than flour.
Yunmian's answer hit Mei Cuiping hard.
She has been cooking for decades, but even if she uses only flour, she still can't make the dumpling soup taste as good as this morning.
This little girl is either a cooking god or a fairy.
Mei Cuiping's eyes suddenly lit up as she stared at Yunmian, and her eyes were full of love for Yunmian.
"Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle, if you like the food I cook, I will cook it for you often in the future."
"Mianmian is so filial. Just hearing what Mianmian said makes grandma very satisfied."
Mei Cuiping suddenly put down her chopsticks, stood up and walked out with a smile.
Yun Yongcheng glanced at the dishes she had put down.
"Mom, you haven't finished eating yet, where are you going?"
Mei Cuiping's words came from outside the door.
"Mianmian is growing and needs nutrition. I'll go to the chicken coop and pick up an egg and put it in the stove to burn."
There was another commotion in the yard. After a while, Yun Aiguo and his son saw Mei Cuiping walking into the kitchen with seven or eight eggs.
Yun Aiguo: "Are you going to pick up all the eggs in the chicken coop? Are you not going to hatch chicks anymore?"
"No need to hatch them. Let Mian Mian eat these eggs first. We'll hatch chicks when there are more eggs later."
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