"Chuandu? Never heard of it."
Lu Xi only has scattered memories of his childhood: a large room, a blurry figure, and someone calling him: Zhi'er.
After that, I spent my days wandering around.
"Chuan Du is south of Kyoto. The people there love spicy food and can't live without it." An Rong had been stationed in Chuan Du and knew a lot about the local cuisine.
Lu Xi remained silent. He had dreamt of his hometown, a place with mountains and rivers.
"Brother Anrong, can you take me home?" Lu Xi asked expectantly.
An Rong stopped chopping scallions and looked up at Lu Xi.
"Okay, I promise you."
We still need Lu Chaoyang's help with this matter; ask him for some clues about Lu Xi.
Lu Xi suddenly stood up and knelt down in front of An Rong.
“Brother Anrong, if you can help me find my parents, I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life.”
An Rong helped him up. It was fate that they met, and helping him find his family was also a good deed.
"Lu Xi, get up first. You can express your gratitude after we find you and the person you're looking for."
Lu Xi obediently stood up and continued tending the fire.
The most important thing now is to take good care of Dou Dou and see her give birth safely before we can focus on finding her family.
"The essence of Mapo Tofu lies in its numbing sensation, which requires the use of Sichuan peppercorns and small red chilies."
"The cut tofu should be boiled in salt water first."
"Fry the scallions, ginger, and garlic until fragrant, then add the minced pork and stir-fry until fragrant."
Lu Xi asked curiously, "Is it okay if we don't use meat?"
Tofu is cheap, Mapo tofu is a common dish, but adding meat makes it a luxury.
"The authentic version has meat in it, but it's okay if you don't."
Mapo tofu can be made with beef instead of pork, but beef is almost unavailable because slaughtering cattle is illegal.
"After thickening with cornstarch, stir gently, turn the heat down, and take it out of the pot immediately." An Rong finished speaking and ladled out the tofu.
An Rong washed the pot clean and then cooked a pot of spinach and pork liver soup, with not much pork liver in it.
"Lu Xi, go and call them for dinner."
Lu Xi extinguished the fire under the stove and took out a plate of pig liver.
"Sister Dou Dou, dinner's ready." As soon as Lu Xi entered the room, she saw Yuan Dou Dou teaching Anji to write.
Yuan Doudou looked up and smiled at Anji, saying, "Anji, Mommy will take you to wash your hands."
"Lu Xi, cooking must be tiring, come wash your hands and eat. I'll get the bowls."
Lu Xi thought to herself that he wasn't tired at all, and that he had done so little and hadn't been of any help at all.
"DouDou, you wash your hands and sit down. I'll take care of the bowls." Lu Xi turned around and went out to call Ye Xiaoqian next door.
Ye Xiaoqian was taking a nap inside when she came out, stretching.
"DouDou, I'm still half asleep. Should we have lunch or dinner?"
Yuan Doudou couldn't help but chuckle. She herself was waited on hand and foot, while Ye Xiaoqian was even more outrageous, sleeping all day long and almost becoming a sleeping god.
"Lunch, my lady."
“Okay, I can take a nap after lunch,” Ye Xiaoqian said happily.
Yuan Doudou looked exasperated.
An Rong brought in the food and saw her with a sour face.
"What's wrong?" he asked with concern.
"It's nothing, I'm just hungry," Yuan Doudou said, clutching her stomach.
A family, one table, all seated.
"This is pig liver? Pig liver can taste this good? An Rong, you're amazing."
Ye Xiaoqian was immediately captivated by the delicious aroma of the pork liver after finishing a piece of it.
Yuan Doudou dislikes pig liver, but Ye Xiaoqian's praise aroused her curiosity, making her wonder if it was really that delicious.
"Here, have a taste." An Rong picked up a piece and put it in Dou Dou's bowl.
She's the one who needs to eat pig liver; if I don't make it delicious, I'm afraid she won't eat it.
"good."
Yuan Doudou took a small bite. The sauce coating the pork liver was delicious and the liver itself was incredibly tender, unlike anything she had eaten before.
An Rong's cooking skills far surpass her own. It seems that Lu Xi is not the only one who needs to learn from her; she also needs to keep up with her pace.
"tasty."
As expected, there was no bloody taste in the pig liver, which was something Yuan Doudou was satisfied with.
She dislikes eating pig liver, partly because of the taste; she feels nauseous whenever she takes a bite.
An Rong smiled, as long as she liked it.
"Eat more." An Rong piled a lot of food onto her plate in one go.
"Okay." For the sake of the child, she would eat more.
"I plan to make some pork liver powder this afternoon. It can be sprinkled on porridge, noodles, or soup to replenish blood anytime, anywhere." An Rong said, scooping some tofu into Dou Dou's bowl with a spoon.
"Okay, there's too much for me to finish," Yuan Doudou quickly refused.
Seeing his father constantly serving food to his mother, Anji couldn't help but complain, "Daddy, I want to eat tofu too."
"Okay, Daddy will put some on your plate."
"I want lots of tofu," Angie muttered, looking at the small piece of tofu in her bowl.
“Our Anji is jealous,” Ye Xiaoqian teased.
An Rong had no choice but to scoop out another large spoonful for him. "It's not that I'm reluctant to give you any, it's just that it's a bit spicy, so you can't eat too much."
"I'm not afraid of spicy food." My mother always said that a real man shouldn't be afraid of spicy food.
He wanted to be a real man, so he could endure even the spiciness.
Anji took a small bite, and the spiciness spread and raged in his mouth.
"It's so spicy!" Angie cried out in his heart.
An Rong saw that his little face was flushed red, so she poured him a glass of water.
"I don't drink it, it's not spicy at all."
An Rong suddenly looked at his three-year-old son with new respect, realizing he had truly underestimated him.
“You can drink water even if it’s not spicy,” An Rong said, worried that he might feel uncomfortable from the spiciness.
Anji forced himself to hold back his tears. This tofu didn't look spicy, but it tasted so spicy!
He vowed never to be jealous again, noticing that his mother didn't seem to feel anything while eating.
"Mommy, do you think it's spicy?" Angie asked.
Yuan Doudou nodded: "It's spicy, but it's delicious."
Yuan Doudou couldn't bear to see him cry from the spiciness, so she advised him, "If you eat some rice, it won't be so spicy."
Mapo tofu is a dish that goes well with rice; you can eat two bowls even if you're not hungry.
"Anji, Auntie thinks it's spicy, but you don't? You're amazing!" Ye Xiaoqian saw that he was showing off and deliberately teased him.
Anji said shyly, "Auntie, I actually think it's spicy too, but I can handle it."
"Anji, if you keep eating now, your stomach will feel uncomfortable tomorrow," Yuan Doudou had to remind her, as she might feel unwell soon after eating.
Anji didn't think too much about it. He finished the tofu in his bowl with a chuckle and didn't dare to ask for any more.
"Anji, eat some pig liver, it's good for your eyes," Yuan Doudou said with a smile.
"Really? Then I'll definitely eat more." If Mom says it's good, then it's definitely good.
Yuan Doudou picked up some more food and gave it to Lu Xi, saying, "Thank you for cooking for us, Lu Xi."
"I didn't do it, it was all done by Brother Anrong." Lu Xi blushed and didn't dare to look up.
Ye Xiaoqian joked, "Lu Xi is so easily embarrassed, how will he talk about his future wife?"
Lu Xi stared wide-eyed, looking innocent and pitiful.
"I won't talk about my wife."
Everyone at the table laughed. "Silly child."
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