The fragrance of the kitchen wafted throughout the yard, making the people of the Zhou family full of expectations for this secret recipe of braised meat, and they couldn't wait to taste it now.

"Big brother, where is the little sister, when can I taste the braised pork she made? The fragrance is also too seductive. ”

Zhou Zixiong was reading in the study, but the smell made him unable to concentrate at all, and it was so fragrant that he wanted to drool.

Zhou Zihu glared at his younger brother, and replied angrily, "What's the hurry, it's still early." Xiaomei said, now it's just boiling the brine, and I don't know how long it will take, and the brine will be boiled before the meat will be marinated. If you want to eat meat, you can wait slowly. ”

I thought I didn't want to eat it, and my saliva was swirling in my mouth, but the meat hadn't been cooked yet, so I was waiting to eat the meat, and I thought it was more than a little early.

Zhou Zixiong was immediately struck, and his whole person seemed to have no bones. Zhou Zibao kept holding a book and watching, without making a sound, occasionally writing a few words, and it could be seen that he was still very serious. The concentration is stronger than Zhou Zihu and Zhou Zixiong.

Finally in the evening, the people of the Zhou family tasted Zhou Ziya's braised pork, and when a plate of braised pork was served, everyone's eyes were bright, but it was obvious that Zhou Ziya's face was wrong, not like happy at all, but unhappy.

"Good daughter, what's wrong, isn't this meat done, what's upset?" Zhou Yanliang saw that his baby daughter was unhappy, and he was distressed, so he quickly sat his baby daughter next to him and asked with concern.

"Dad, although this brine is made. But the taste is not right. Zhou Ziya was very depressed, although failure was not unacceptable to her, but it was in a bad mood. The first time she took it out, she tasted it herself after cutting it. It was obviously too far from the taste she was expecting, so she was in a bad mood.

Of course, although the taste of this braised pork is far from what she expected, she still has to get it and eat it, after all, it is all done, so it is served.

"Ah, Daddy try it." Zhou Yanliang hurriedly took a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. Ate it.

The others also took a slice and put it in their mouths to taste, but when these people ate it, the expression on their faces was a very surprised expression, thinking that the meat was so fragrant and delicious to eat. Eat them one by one very quickly, and a slice of meat is eaten. And it's obviously the urge to eat one slice and want to eat another slice.

The old man tasted it and thought it was very delicious, "Xiaoya, grandpa thinks your meat is very delicious, very fragrant, and the bite is particularly chewy, and it seems to be more and more fragrant, especially delicious." What's wrong? ”

Zhou Zihu also nodded, "Yes, sister, this meat is so delicious, where does it taste wrong, it's so fragrant." As he spoke, he ate several more pieces, and for a carnivore like him, this kind of braised meat was simply too palatable.

The others nodded their heads as well, and they all thought the meat was very tasty. It smells so good. Everyone thinks that if this meat is taken out and sold, someone must buy it, and it tastes very good.

Zhou Ziya looked at the very satisfied appearance of the family, and felt very frustrated, because these people had never eaten real lo-mei, so they thought that what she made was delicious. But only she knows that the taste of lo-mei in front of her is too bad. She couldn't explain much, except that it didn't taste authentic and that she needed to try it again. In the following days, Zhou Ziya began to study the secret recipe of braised pork every day, and she must match the real taste in her memory.