Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

Ji Fufu couldn't help but nodded.

My own parents-in-law, not to mention their age, just their physical fitness.

In Cao Xiucheng's words, ten of himself tied together could not match one finger of Cao Wei.

They practice martial arts not for fighting, but simply for their health.

Ji Fufu sometimes envies her mother-in-law's skin. Her face is so tender. Even though she is often pinched by her second mother, it never gets deformed after being pinched for such a long time. She is so envious~

"Dong dong dong."

"Uncle Third, why are you here? Have you eaten?" Cao Xiucheng heard a knock on the door, turned around, and saw Uncle Third standing at the door.

"I've eaten. There was a package for you yesterday. They said it was sent by Cao Wei. You can come and pick it up. It's quite heavy. I, an old man, can't carry it." The third uncle said happily.

Now the life of the third uncle's family is getting better.

After Yan Jiecheng was cheated out of a fortune in 86, he stopped being so reckless and devoted himself to running his family's hot pot restaurant. Now, a branch has been opened. Life is pretty good. Logically, the third uncle should have enough money to move out. The old man doesn't want to leave, so he wants to stay here. It's lively here. Look, he's still in the same position, still guarding the door.

"Okay, I'll get it. Sorry for bothering you, Third Uncle."

"Hi, are you welcome?"

After a while, Cao Xiuchen came in with a large package.

"Hey, this is what my dad sent back. Do you want to see it?" Cao Xiuchen put a big package on the table.

"Look, why not look!" Cao Leyao opened the package, and what caught her eyes was a leftover ham.

Three people:......

"When will Dad be able to behave like a human being?" Cao Leyao was speechless. Who would be so kind as to give him some leftover ham?

However, what happened next made her furious.

One photo after another appeared in front of her.

There is a delicious mushroom soup pot, a beautiful sunrise, and dancing under the campfire. The happier the four people in the photo are smiling, the darker Cao Leyao's face is.

"They are still human!" Cao Leyao said loudly: "Go have fun, go eat delicious food, and leave me here to handle things!"

"Dad has been a bad guy for a long time. How come you just realized it now?" Cao Xiucheng gave Cao Leyao a strange look.

Cao Xiucheng has known this since he was a child.

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Chu Yunfei once said, "Shanxi cuisine is not worthy of being served on the table."

Shanxi is an inland area with many mountains and few rivers. There are few varieties of vegetables, and the chefs have no choice but to make adjustments in the side dishes. Although it is not good enough to be served at banquets, in fact, only those who have been there will know how fragrant and delicious the noodles in Shanxi are.

The same pasta can be eaten in a hundred different ways, and the quality of the pastries is quite high.

If you ask what special dishes in Shanxi are worth remembering, there aren't many. But if you ask what delicious staple foods in Shanxi are, there is a lot to talk about.

Just simple noodles and steamed buns.

There are so many kinds of noodles, such as scissor noodles, pulled slices of noodles, oat noodle dumplings, cat ears noodles, and rotten seeds... and so on.

It's a delight to watch.

"Yellow steamed bun~Yellow steamed bun~"

"Give me four." Qin Jingru raised four fingers and said to the old man selling yellow steamed buns.

"This place is rich in millet. This yellow steamed bun is made of millet flour. If it is made into rice, the taste will be bad." Cao Wei took a bite and nodded: "This yellow steamed bun, I put a lot of effort into it."

The kind in his hand is the standard millet crushed by a stone mill.

"Hey, young man, you know how to eat. Come, I'll give you another one." The stall selling steamed buns was so praised by Cao Wei that he couldn't stop smiling.

The sweetness emanating from the pasta is pure. If you really savor it carefully, you will find that it is the pleasure brought by genes that penetrates deep into your bones.

"Hey, I'm welcome then." Cao Wei took one and continued to eat it with relish.

Qin Jingru's little head moved nod by nod as she ate.

"Don't underestimate this thing. It's not easy to make it." Cao Wei explained it to his woman while eating.

Millet needs to be fermented, and it takes three days to make a proper yellow steamed bun. Moreover, the daily work intensity is also high.

The place they went to was not any famous mountains or rivers.

According to Cao Wei, you can walk and travel freely on this land. As long as there is delicious food in this area, you can choose and visit the famous mountains and rivers.

The small town here is much bigger than the one in Yunnan.

Shanxi is a place that produces coal. In that era, the wages of coal miners were quite good.

When it was time for dinner, the streets were crowded with people. Some people didn't even have time to change their clothes, but ran to the stalls to eat voraciously. They ordered a few steamed buns, and if they were more extravagant, they would have some meat. If they wanted to have some wine at night, it would be very delicious.

The flow of people made Qin Jingru's eyes pop out.

"My goodness, if we want to set up a stall here, how many people will it take?"

"You still want to set up a stall!" Qin Huairu grabbed Qin Jingru's ear.

"Oh, come on, show it off. Brother Wei has such amazing skills. It would be a shame if we don't let people all over the country have a try. Brother Wei, don't you agree?"

"Are you and your brother Wei ready to set up a stall somewhere?" Lou Xiao'e stood by with a smile on her face. She didn't have many objections. When you go out to play, it doesn't matter where you go. Setting up a stall like in Yunnan is not bad.

Hearing this, Qin Huairu also stopped and looked at Cao Wei.

"My Jingru is very considerate. She's speaking up for me just to help me improve my cooking skills." Cao Wei blinked in a teasing manner.

This made Qin Huairu laugh: "So I'm the bad guy."

"Hehe, bad guy."

Qin Jingru just laughed "Hehe" when her sixth sense started to yell crazily. She dodged and hid behind Cao Wei, sticking her head out: "Lululu."

"Qin! Jing! Ru!"

Qin Jingru did remember what Cao Wei said about wanting to improve his cooking skills. She also remembered what Liu Sandao had been thinking about before he left. She thought that this might have something to do with Cao Wei cooking at home for so many years. So, since they were all out for a walk, she asked Cao Wei to cook and set up a stall to get a feel for it.

"Brother Wei, Brother Wei, what are we going to do this time?"

"What are you going to make?" Cao Wei thought for a moment and said, "Sliced ​​noodles."

Sliced ​​noodles, along with pulled noodles, fish slices, and slicing noodles, are known as the four major pasta dishes in Shanxi. To be called one of the four major dishes in Shanxi, which is full of carbohydrates, is quite impressive.

If you don't put in some effort, you really can't do it well.