Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

Wu Li agreed.

He went to Wu Qing and said, "Brother, it's settled. They're buying mushrooms, and the labor fee is included in the mushrooms. We just need to sit and wait for food."

Wu Qing looked at his sister with a complicated expression. At this moment, he suddenly understood what the saying "The power of foodies is infinite" meant.

The sunset in Yunnan is slightly more beautiful than that in Beijing.

In other words, in this era, the sunsets in most cities are more beautiful than those in Beijing.

The light in the evening became very soft, the dazzling light hanging in the sky slowly dissipated, the evening breeze blew, and the clouds in the sky were like waves, outlining a unique mountain scenery.

The wind blew the clouds and the sun's shadow gradually tilted.

The playful orange-red light fell on the cheek and changed position after a while.

Cao Wei looked at the food in his hand, which turned golden yellow, and raised his head.

Oh, the clouds rolling and unrolling in the sky make it seem very comfortable.

Cooking at this time is not just about cooking, but more of an enjoyment. He had a feeling that he had forgotten all his worries and naturally blended into this beautiful scenery.

This feeling comes and goes just as quickly.

He smiled slightly, lowered his head, and continued to process the ingredients under the orange-red light.

Smoke rises from the kitchen.

The fragrance spread everywhere.

Qin Huairu and Lou Xiaoe were sitting next to the stall, enjoying the beautiful scenery.

Qin Jingru stayed beside Cao Wei, staring at the mushroom soup pot.

Cao Wei chuckled, scooped out some and handed it to her.

"Hehe." She picked up the bowl, ran to Qin Huairu and Lou Xiaoe, and sat down. The three of them sat at the edge of the store, with their feet dangling in the air. Qin Jingru took a sip, swung her feet, and glanced at Lou Xiaoe and Qin Huairu. Seeing that the two ignored her thoughts, she looked at the mountain.

"It's really nice." Qin Jingru took a sip and couldn't help but sighed, "It's worth coming here. What do you think, sister? You said you didn't want to come. If I hadn't dragged you here, you would never see this in your life. You should thank me."

"Yeah, I should thank you very much." Qin Huairu tidied up the hair on her forehead and looked at the sky.

There are some scenes that cannot be so shocking just through videos or photos, just like the sea. When you see the sea, you know that it has rough waves and sparkling water. Only when you go there in person, will you understand. Chinese characters are beautiful, but it is difficult to describe the feeling.

Compared to the comfortable mood of the three women.

The Wu siblings were more looking forward to the mushroom soup pot.

The scenery here was already boring last year, so it was fresh this year, but they were more concerned about food.

When he was extremely hungry, Cao Wei brought the mushroom soup pot to the table, served bowls and chopsticks, said "Eat slowly", and turned to look for his wife to enjoy the scenery. The weather was neither cold nor hot, with a gentle breeze and just the right temperature. It was a good time.

The brother and sister looked at each other.

The aroma of the pot kept rushing into my nose.

Wu Li started to work, scooped up a bowl and served one to her brother first. The food was already in front of her, so there was no need to waste a little time.

Then he scooped himself a large bowlful.

Wu Qing looked at his sister speechlessly: "Wu Li, have some shame, your bowl is full of mushrooms, and I have only two or three in this bowl?"

"Then scoop it yourself." Wu Li didn't care and took a sip. Her eyes lit up after just one sip. It's not like she hasn't eaten good food before. Over the years, she has eaten a lot of good food with her brother. The taste of this mushroom soup pot can be described in one word: fresh, extremely fresh.

Seeing that Wu Li didn't say anything and was trying hard to slurp the food into her mouth, Wu Qing picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful, put it into his mouth, and tasted it slowly.

After a while, he exhaled lightly: "Great~"

I am afraid of comparison in everything.

Zhuoma thought it was delicious, which was something she had never eaten before.

But Wu Qing thinks it's delicious, so this thing, at least in the current culinary world, is ranked top.

It was so wonderful that he didn't even know how to describe it.

After drinking the soup, he truly understood where the word "mountain delicacy" came from.

How could someone make it so delicious? He couldn't understand.

As we all know, taste can never be perfect.

For example, if you eat too much fatty meat, you will feel sick, and if you drink too much soup, you will feel choked. The same is true for wild delicacies. The so-called "freshness" does not mean to stimulate all the flavors of the ingredients, otherwise you will feel sick. Instead, you should stimulate some of the flavors, retain some of them, and neutralize some of them. As for how to stimulate, retain, and neutralize.

The simplest way is to add water during processing.

Most of the ways to stimulate umami flavor are to heat it and then add water.

But he couldn't tell at all about Cao Wei's handling of the matter.

It is difficult to describe this feeling. After taking a bite, you feel as if you are in the quiet mountains, breathing the fresh air between the mountains, and your whole body is floating and wandering between heaven and earth. Every bite is an enjoyment.

One bite, one bite, another bite.

When he wanted to scoop another bowl, he found the pot was empty.

He glared at his sister.

Wu Li also glared at him: "What are you looking at? You swallowed four bowls, four bowls, and I only drank three bowls!!! I'm going to tell mom! You're bullying me!"

Wu Qing: …

Ahem, that's a bit embarrassing.

The brother and sister have two different eating styles. Wu Qing likes to savor the food carefully, while Wu Li likes to rush in and show off. Today, Wu Qing actually drank one more bowl, what a sin.

"How about coming back tomorrow?!" X2

The two said in unison.

"Well, it's decided!" X2

The brother and sister both understood the principle of "too much is as bad as too little", so they put down their bowls and chopsticks, and at this time, they also had some thoughts, looking at the clouds in the sky. As the sunset fell, no one noticed that the pot behind them was emitting a little light, which was very weak and only stayed for a moment before disappearing.

"Mom, I'm back." Zhuoma came back home skipping and dancing.

"I'm back. How much did you sell?"

"Not bad. This year's sales are higher than last year's. It seems like one more store has come. But I'll still sell there."

"Yes, it's a good thing. The more people there are, the more expensive it will be. Dad will go with you tomorrow."

"Okay." Zhuoma nodded. Her father didn't go today because he had chores to do at home. Most of the time, the whole family went together.

"After we finish picking, let's have a good meal at the market." My father was in a good mood and suggested: "You can come too."