Li Guifang, who made a fortune, was so happy that she didn't know how to spend so much money!
The next day was New Year’s Eve, and the whole family got up early.
In the Li family's kitchen, various things were being fried early in the morning. Wu Xiaomei, wearing a floral apron, was skillfully mixing the dough.
There was half a basin of fluffy old noodles on the chopping board. The aroma of the noodles mixed with the smell of alkaline water went straight into people's noses.
"Sizzle--" The first pot of fried dough twists was put into the frying pan, and the golden rapeseed oil was bubbling with happy little bubbles.
After a while, the plump fried dough twists turned golden in color and smelled so good that people were tempted.
As soon as it came up, Li Guifang, who was kneading the dough on the side, couldn't help it. She picked one up in her hand regardless of the steam, and tossed it several times. She and Wu Xiaomei each took half and bit it with a "crunch" sound.
A few kids outside the door had already smelled the fragrance and came over.
Li Anyang, that kid, was sniffing his nose, and the front of his cotton jacket was wet with saliva.
"Delicious! Really authentic!" Li Guifang said, her mouth slick with oil. "It's a hundred times better than the ones sold at the cooperative!"
The fried dough twist is fragrant, soft and salty, and very delicious.
Li Guifang couldn't help but praise Wu Xiaomei's craftsmanship!
As he said this, he gave one to the little greedy cats at the door, and the children scrambled for it like little hungry wolves.
Next, even frying various kinds of meatballs and fried fish is no exaggeration.
This was the most extravagant year that Li Guifang had lived in all her years in the Li family!
The fragrance from the kitchen makes the people working in the yard intoxicated!
Li Mingyu and Li Mingli found excuses one after another and came to the kitchen to take a look.
Li Mingyu's belly has long been singing the "empty city plan"
The "gurgling" sound was so loud that even the old yellow dog in the next yard looked up at him.
As soon as he put up the couplets, he rushed into the kitchen.
As soon as he entered the door, the aroma of fried sugar cakes hit him, making him drool so much that his saliva almost dripped onto his new Dacron shirt.
Li Mingyu rubbed his hands and paws covered with red marks, and wanted to reach out to grab the golden and shiny sugar cakes in the basket!
"Bang!" Li Guifang's rolling pin hit the back of his hand accurately.
"Oh, Mom, I'll just try a small piece...!"
"Go wash your hands!" Li Guifang glared. "Your paws are dirtier than the donkey hooves in the production team. You'll definitely run to the toilet if you eat!"
Li Mingyu cried out in pain and walked out feeling aggrieved.
As he walked out, he looked back, the golden and shiny fried sugar cake kept spinning in his mind.
Li Mingyu squatted beside the faucet, rubbing his hands like monkey butts.
The red mark looked like it had been dyed. The more he rubbed it, the brighter it became. In the end, it was impossible to tell whether it was the original red or the red he had rubbed out.
Why can't I wash my hands clean? I used my hands hard and the water splashed everywhere, even half of my trouser legs were wet.
Seeing that the red color was struggling with his hand, Li Mingyu simply shook his hand and said, "Forget it, whatever!"
Li Mingyu rushed to the kitchen, shaking his hands that were still dripping with water. He had already made up his mind: he must eat three or five of those cakes while they were hot!
Choose the most golden and plump ones, and it would be best if you can dip them in sugar, that’s how delicious it is!
Behind him, Li Mingli, who was still holding the mop, stomped her feet in anger. She even raised the mop handle and wanted to hang the mop on his head. But forget it, eating is more important!
I quickly leaned the mop against the wall and rushed to the kitchen.
It’s so lively in this kitchen!
The oil pan was sizzling non-stop, and the aroma of various fried meatballs could be smelled from ten miles away!
Radish balls, lotus root balls, and eggplant balls were rolling in the colander, and the fried fish pieces were golden and shiny, making people drool.
Li Guifang was wearing an apron and busy in front of the stove, with a smile on her face - it is no exaggeration to say that this was the most luxurious year she had spent in Old Li's family in all the years!
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On New Year's Eve in Mule Alley, steam was rising from every kitchen in the house, the aroma of oil from fried meatballs, the aroma of flour from steamed buns, and the aroma of sauce from stewed meat mixed together.
But the fragrance from the No. 6 slum is particularly alluring - it's not just a burst, but it lasts from the moment the sun comes out until noon, becoming stronger and more alluring!
At first, the neighbors didn’t take it too seriously. After all, who doesn’t fry something during the Chinese New Year?
But it was already noon, and the fragrance not only did not dissipate, but became even stronger, as if it was soaking the entire alley in a frying pan.
Who would dare to blow things up like this?
Aunt Sun was squatting at the door picking vegetables, her nose twitching, and she couldn't help muttering:
"Oh my god, how many things are being fried in Yard 6? Why is the smell getting worse?"
Her family also fried sugar cakes! Why is it not so fragrant? She asked suspiciously, little grandson,
"Ah Bao, do the sugar cakes that grandma fried smell good?"
Little boy Abao grabbed a piece of sugar cake, smashed it, and swallowed it in three or two bites. He used his actions to tell Aunt Sun that it smelled really good!
This made Aunt Sun more and more confused!
Uncle Ge from next door was originally in the yard, basking in the sun with Old Wang.
He couldn't sit still anymore, so he walked back and forth in the yard with his hands behind his back, his eyes constantly glancing towards Yard No. 6.
"Old Wang, what's going on in Yard 6 today? This fragrance has been wafting through the air all morning. Could it be that they've bought up all the oil from the supply and marketing cooperative?"
Old Wang squinted his eyes in the sun and said slowly, "Hey! What's so strange about this? The Li family in Courtyard No. 6 is the head of Guifangzhai.
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