"Hey, Muqiang, you really did a great job introducing this place. The Chen family is the most generous employer I've ever met. Some other families' meals don't even have a drop of oil in them. But the Chen family's food is different; it's really oily and juicy. After eating it, you'll feel full of energy." Worker A said, gesturing with his arm to show how strong he was.
“I’ve been craving these past few days. When I go home and eat my mother’s cooking, it all tastes bland and tasteless,” said worker B.
Hearing this, someone nearby slapped Yi on the back of the head: "You brat, what are you showing off for? Then don't eat meat at noon. Tell the boss to give us all your meat."
B got anxious upon hearing this: "How can that be? The employer gave it to us, so we have to eat it. We won't have any strength if we don't eat, right!"
Everyone was making a ruckus, and the courtyard was filled with laughter.
After a while, the sound of hot oil popping as it came into contact with food came from the kitchen, followed by a fragrant aroma.
The workers looked forward to lunch and devoted themselves even more diligently to their work.
After lunch was prepared, Old Mrs. Chen was in charge of the old house, while Su Yun'er divided the rice, noodles, and soup into portions and took them to the new house on a cart.
There are four or five people over there who need to eat.
After the workers on both sides had finished eating, Su Yun'er and Old Lady Chen began to eat.
After the meal, Su Yun'er sent Old Mrs. Chen back to the Song family to rest, while she herself went to the kitchen of the old house to pickle preserved eggs.
She used a small broom to sweep some wood ash from the stove, added water to the lime, poured in the wood ash as well, and added a lot of straw and bran. She stirred it evenly, then threw the duck eggs into the mud, coating them one by one, and carefully put them into a pottery jar, which she then took into the game space.
The warehouse's time fermentation device is perfect for this purpose.
When using it, you only need to adjust the time change, and do not select functions such as fermentation.
Once the points were invested, the preserved eggs were quickly pickled.
Su Yun'er carefully took one out. The mud on the surface had become dry and hard. She knocked off the dry mud and then peeled off the skin.
The originally liquid egg white has turned into a deep brownish-yellow color, and you can still see snowflake-like patterns on the surface. Through the jelly-like brownish-yellow egg white, you can see a round, bluish-black mass inside, which is the original yellow yolk.
Su Yun'er found a cotton thread, stretched it straight, and used the taut thread instead of a knife to cut the whole egg lengthwise.
The egg white has a jelly-like texture, and the dark green yolk in the middle still retains its runny yolk.
This was my first time making preserved eggs, and I never expected it to be so successful.
Having deliberately eaten less for lunch, Su Yun'er's stomach suddenly started rumbling as she looked at the egg.
She simply served herself another bowl of rice, topped it with the leftover winter melon and pork slices from lunch, and then took a separate plate, put the split egg in it, drizzled some vinegar, and made a super easy cold preserved egg salad.
The rice is coated in the soup, and the grains that were originally stuck together separate under the action of the oil and water, making it very easy to pick them up and put them in your mouth.
He shoveled a big mouthful of rice, then ate a few slices of winter melon and meat, and then used the tip of his chopsticks to cut off a piece of preserved egg, stuffing it all into his mouth in a big, full mouthful.
But it didn't make Su Yun'er feel any difficulty chewing.
She's enjoying a hearty meal; that's exactly how she is right now.
The meat is fragrant, the melon is sweet, and the egg is smooth. You can taste three different flavors at the same time in one bite. Su Yun'er closed her eyes as she chewed, enjoying the greatest happiness that this simplest food brought her.
"The preserved eggs are so well made!"
After finishing her snack, Su Yun'er licked the remaining soft-boiled egg yolk off her lips.
"If we can mass-produce them, we can sell them in stores!"
I'll enjoy these few myself for now!
Su Yun'er planned to use the remaining dozen or so kernels, leaving two for He Liu and two for Lin Moniang each, and the rest to add to the Song family's meal tonight.
Now I live with my mother-in-law and children at the Song family's house, so we eat together.
After sealing the earthenware jar containing the preserved eggs, Su Yun'er carried it towards the Song family's house.
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The dock, Su Ji Restaurant.
After the busiest lunchtime, Su Ji Food Shop gradually quieted down, with only a few customers dining in the shop.
He Liu and Lin Moniang finally had a chance to rest and sat behind the counter to eat.
This place was designed by Su Yun'er. Sitting here, you can see both the inside and outside of the store without any obstruction of your view, and you also have a private space to sit and eat.
While eating, He Liu glanced outside the shop and inadvertently caught sight of a figure.
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