"Bald butter...... that's a strange name. Can I try it first?" quipped Yuan Ziyou with a smile.

"The best way to eat is not to eat like this, Sister Yuan is a little restless. Jiang Ying smiled like a cunning little fox. "Sister, do you have a good japonica spirit rice here?"

"Yes, how much do you want?"

"...... for five Oh, isn't it still for 10 people...... Wait, let's make a bucket. ”。 Jiang Ying looked back at the flowing fire that was staring at the door frame, and the black line on her face. "I brought a bucket of rice, and you can't make a bucket of rice that will be enough for her. ”

"What's that, you can't necessarily empty the stock of food built by the pen, right?" Yuan Ziyou laughed. "Of course the food will be enough. ”

"I can't tell, if you let her go to eat, I'm really afraid that she will eat you poorly. Jiang Ying smiled and shook her head.

"Did my mother just say bad things about me?" Flowing Fire asked Mo Ruo when he turned around.

"No, my sister just praised you for your good appetite. Mo Ruo replied solemnly.

The two little things spoke loudly, and they didn't avoid Jiang Ying, so Jiang Ying, who was in the kitchen, could also hear what the two of them were saying, listening to Mo Ruo's serious nonsense, Jiang Ying's head was full of black lines.

Isn't your conscience painful, Moruo?......

Jiang Ying was helping Yuan Ziyou make side dishes, and on the other side, Zhu Yan was already pacing small steps to inspect the work.

"Xiaoyou, aren't you okay? Hey, what does this smell like? As soon as Zhu Yan entered the kitchen door, before he could see what the two of them were busy with, he sniffed and smelled the rich aroma of bald butter, and couldn't help but ask in surprise.

"Master, what are you anxious about, will the two of us secretly eat it all?" Yuan Ziyou was busy peeling the garlic in his hand, and said without raising his head. "The writing you smell is specially made for you by Xiaoying, go up outside and wait, don't stand here and make trouble without helping me. ”

"There are no rules. Zhu Yan blew his beard. "How do you talk to Master?"

"The soup dumplings are about to be ready. ”

"Hey, can't I go outside and wait?" Zhu Yan hurriedly took two steps back, muttering indignantly: "What my master has done is not dignified......

"Sister Yuan, it seems that the seniors are not as old-fashioned as you say?" Jiang Ying asked while washing the side dishes in her hands.

"He wasn't like this before, he was very strict, and his life was super boring, but now he has been worn out by me. Yuan Ziyou lifted the bamboo bucket next to him to cook rice and looked at it. "The japonica rice is ready, come on, help me bring out all the dishes." ”

"Sister Yuan, wait a minute. Seeing that Yuan Ziyou was about to take away the bamboo bucket containing the japonica rice, Jiang Ying hurriedly stopped her. "There's one more thing to put in there. ”

Jiang Ying said as she poured a large bowl of crab meat that had been picked and torn into thin strips into the bamboo bucket and stirred well, and then took the bamboo bucket away from the stove.

"Xiaoying, I'm looking forward to this thing you're doing more and more now. Yuan Ziyou smiled slightly.

"Don't look forward to it, I'll eat it in a while~"

He and Yuan Ziyou brought out the prepared meal in the same way, only to see that Zhu Yan and Mo Ruoliuhuo were already sitting at the table under the eaves of the porch, waiting for their eyes.

"Mother, what was that special and fragrant thing just now?" I want to eat it!" Before Jiang Ying could sit still, she pulled her sleeve and asked anxiously.

"There are no rules, the seniors haven't spoken yet, how can they move first?" Jiang Ying glanced at Zhu Yan a little nervously, for fear that he would be displeased because of such an unruly behavior as Flowing Fire.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, there's no need to follow the rules at my dinner table. Zhu Yan waved his hand generously, lifted his chopsticks, and looked curiously at the jar of crystal clear bald butter on the table. "It should be the thing that smelled like it just now, does it have a name?

Zhu Yan is worthy of being a glutton, and when he encounters a novel dish, he does not pick up chopsticks and taste them like a monkey rushing fire, but first asks the cook how to eat it.

"This thing is called bald butter, and the way to eat it is very simple. Jiang Ying picked up the rice spoon with a smile, took a small porcelain bowl, scooped up a bowl of steaming and somewhat hot bijing spirit rice, and put it in front of Zhu Yan.

"It's ...... Is it bibimbap?" asked Zhu Yan in disbelief. "That's all?"

"Seniors, it's not a good habit to make up your mind before you try it. Jiang Ying was not angry, but took a small porcelain spoon and scooped a small spoonful of bald butter from the jar and covered it on the tip of the bowl of rice, and then smiled and made a gesture to Zhu Yan.

"Seniors, can you please try it?"

"Again, it's my subjective assumptions. Zhu Yan nodded, stretched out his hand and took a small porcelain spoon to mix the bald butter and rice in the bowl evenly, and then sent the rice to his mouth and chewed it carefully.

The carefully fried small pieces of crab roe can be easily broken with the tip of chopsticks, and the incomparably strong flavor can be felt by holding the tip of the tongue against the sip, and the warm fat and crab paste completely wrap the springy japonica rice, and each bite can volatilize the already layered umami more vividly.

The shreds of crab meat mixed in the japonica rice and dismantled by Jiang Ying add a soft and warm sweet fragrance to this supreme "freshness".

I saw that Zhu Yan's expression changed from calm at the beginning to amazement, and then he enjoyed it for a long time, and after eating the whole bowl of bibimbap one bite after another, he put down the small porcelain spoon with emotion and looked up at Jiang Ying.

"The name is not amazing, the appearance is not amazing, but the taste is really amazing. Zhu Yan looked at the small jar of bald butter on the table with some emotion and said. "Did you invent this?"

"Where do I have such a skill?" Jiang Ying smiled and shook her head. "This is a way of eating that people in my hometown invented, and I just learned it by tricks. ”

"The sound of the voice, the road to the simple...... I didn't expect these simple things to be able to piece together such an extreme delicacy. Zhu Yan sighed.

However, most of these things that Zhu Yan said were incomprehensible, she only knew that Zhu Yan finally finished the bowl of rice in her hand, and quickly looked at Jiang Ying and asked:

"Mother, grandpa has finished eating, can I eat?"

"Don't listen to your mother, we'll have the final say here, eat it, if it's not enough, I'll make it for you." Looking at the pitiful appearance of the flowing fire, Yuan Ziyou couldn't help but laugh.

Having said that, Mo Ruo and Liuhuo still stared at Jiang Ying in unison, and after Jiang Ying nodded, the two of them started together.

"Master, why don't you continue to eat? Food comes first, this is not your style. ”

Seeing that Zhu Yan only put down his chopsticks after eating a small bowl of rice and two soup dumplings, Yuan Ziyou asked a little strangely. "Are you still worried about that?"