When Li Aiguo and Li Aimei arrived, they could smell an irresistible aroma from afar—a spicy and enticing scent they had never encountered before, making their mouths water and whetting their appetites.
They discovered that it wasn't just them who were attracted by the aroma; there were also other people, big and small, holding bowls and looking on with longing expressions, all facing He Tingchuan and his family's apartment building like sunflowers.
That's the thing about open kitchens; you can't hide what each person is cooking.
Whether you eat meat or vegetables, everyone can tell just by the aroma.
None of them could smell what kind of dish this was.
This aroma definitely indicates it's a meat dish.
Each person would inhale the aroma, shovel a mouthful of rice, or take a bite of steamed bun, eating with the fragrance as if they were eating delicious food themselves.
There were also little kids who didn't understand, crying and saying, "I don't want to eat, I want to eat their vegetables!"
"The food at home doesn't taste good, but theirs is so much better!"
"Mom, what are they eating?"
"Mom, shall we go take a look?"
"Mom, I want to eat!"
"Wow!"
Suddenly, one of the children burst into tears, and the other children couldn't hold back anymore and started wailing too.
In no time, all the children in the compound were drooling with envy.
The women pulled the children, who were crying from hunger, back home to avoid embarrassing them.
It's as if they don't want to eat.
Is this something you can just eat whenever you want?
Li Aimei took a deep breath: "It smells so good. Could this be the spicy crayfish that my sister-in-law was talking about? I'm so glad I didn't listen to my brother and eat before coming over. I feel like we could eat two pounds of it."
Li Aiguo glared at him angrily: "Don't be rude! What's so good about crayfish? It's definitely stewed meat."
"crayfish!"
"Meat!"
Li Aimei smiled and teased, "If it's crayfish, you peel it for me, brother."
"If it's meat, you can only eat two pieces, no more." Meat is so precious these days, and people rarely get to eat it, maybe once every ten days or half a month. He was afraid his sister would be too greedy and only focus on eating meat, which would be embarrassing.
Li Aimei nodded: "Okay!"
Others asked curiously, "Does stir-fried crayfish smell this good?"
A connoisseur of liquor remarked, "Why does it smell like Moutai?"
"You're just craving alcohol, aren't you? Who would put Moutai in their cooking?"
He Tingchuan was willing to part with it.
Others were too embarrassed to come and watch the excitement, but the residents on the same floor were drawn over by the irresistible aroma. They came one by one, drawn by the smell, and saw the bright red, spicy crayfish that were about to be cooked. The color was vibrant and the appearance was excellent.
Yun Jin doesn't eat scallions, so we scooped out a bowl for her and sprinkled the rest with scallions for them to eat themselves.
"These crayfish look delicious."
"fragrant!"
"How did you make it? Why doesn't mine taste the same?"
When it comes to this, Sister-in-law Gao is the most qualified to speak: "You'd better not follow her example."
With oil and Moutai involved, who can afford to speculate like this?
Yun Jin asked He Tingchuan to serve a bowl of spicy crayfish to Sister-in-law Gao: "Sister-in-law, try our cooking, it should be alright."
Sister-in-law Gao was embarrassed to accept the money: "You can keep it for yourselves, we've already eaten."
"It's fine if you've already eaten, there wasn't much meat anyway, it was just for fun." Yun Jin didn't care and put it in her hand: "I won't be polite with you, sister-in-law, I'm going back to eat crayfish!"
My mouth almost watered.
When Li Aimei and Li Aiguo arrived, the crayfish were served, while the Moutai was placed aside.
Unfortunately, none of them could drink alcohol, for fear of getting drunk and causing trouble. They were prohibited from drinking, so He Tingchuan's bottle of Moutai had been sitting for two years, and today he finally got the chance to open it.
"Wow, the crayfish look delicious!" Li Aimei's eyes lit up.
Yun Jin beckoned her to sit down: "Try it and see how it tastes. If you want to eat it again in the future, I'll tell you how to make it. I guarantee it will be delicious."
Li Aimei nodded, looking at the crayfish, pig's head meat, preserved egg tofu, cucumber salad, and braised fish—enough for five people.
The crayfish were served in enamel basins, and the portions were truly astonishing.
Yun Jin couldn't wait to grab a spicy crayfish and start eating. The taste was just right. Even without crayfish seasoning and hot pot base, the dish still tasted pretty good.
At least Yun Jin was satisfied.
She skillfully ate the crayfish, not even letting the meat from the large claws go to waste: "Delicious! The crayfish are very plump today, and there's even crayfish roe. You guys should try some!"
He Tingchuan gave me face and tried one. I must say, it tasted really good, very flavorful, and the shell wasn't too hard. Although it was easy to get your hands dirty, it made you want to eat a second one after you'd eaten one.
Holding Liu Sanchen, who believed in the saying "a scholar will die for his confidant," he picked up a small crayfish, tasted it, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
The aroma of heavy oil, salt, and spiciness overwhelmed him instantly.
Despite his limited ability to peel crayfish with one hand, his tongue is incredibly nimble; he can eat crayfish with a nimble, crunchy motion, just as fast as Li Aiguo.
Li Aimei was already engrossed in eating; even the braised pork head couldn't compare to the large bowl of crayfish in front of her.
tasty!
So delicious!
It's so delicious!!!
No wonder my sister-in-law highly recommended it; I didn't expect it to be so delicious.
The shrimp are flavorful and plump, with very succulent tails. One bite reveals a springy texture and a lingering, delightful taste.
I never knew crayfish meat could taste so good.
Yun Jin didn't cook rice. Instead, she scooped some handmade noodles from under the enamel basin, soaked them in the crayfish broth, and the taste was indescribable.
The handmade noodles were made by Sister-in-law Gao, as Yun Jin doesn't know how to knead dough.
That's why, after the crayfish were cooked, I specially brought a bowl to Sister Gao's house. She put in the effort and even provided chili peppers, so I had to let her taste it.
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