Yuan Xinlan's whole face wrinkled.

Yan Qingze's expression froze.

Yuan Xinlan swallowed the egg white, picked up the chopsticks and took a big bite of the rice, and after suppressing the salty taste in her mouth, she realized that the atmosphere was wrong.

She raised her head and looked at Yan Qingze, and said embarrassedly, "Teacher Yan, it's delicious." ”

Yuan pursed his lips slightly and held back a smile.

Sister-in-law, you want to cover up!

Yan Qingze's stiff expression loosened, and he said helplessly, "Xinlan, I said it, there is no need to force it." ”

Yuan Xinlan was even more embarrassed, secretly regretting that she had shown too much.

Yuan Youwei had already peeled off the duck eggs, and she carefully gnawed a little bit, and suddenly the whole person was not good.

Salty!

It's so salty!

Yan Qingze sighed, reached out and picked up a duck egg, broke it open, and took a bite himself.

His performance was straightforward.

Spit out the egg whites and frowned, "Too much salt." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and took back the two duck eggs in Yuan Xinlan and Yuan Youwei's hands.

"It's too salty, it's not good for your health to eat."

"You're going to throw it away?" Yuan Xinlan asked.

Yan Qingze nodded, "I guess I won't eat it for the pigs." ”

Yuan smiled slightly, and said curiously, "Teacher Yan, how did you pickle it?" ”

Yan Qingze replied, "Teacher Ma said that if you use red clay to pickle, the duck eggs will be more fragrant, so I dug a little bit in the school, then added salt, and stirred evenly before putting the duck eggs in." It's just that the soil is a little dry, and it's not good to stir ......."

Yuan Xinlan took back the duck eggs that Yan Qingze put back.

Yan Qingze was puzzled, "Xinlan? ”

Yuan Xinlan said with a smile, "The egg whites are very salty and can't be eaten, but the egg yolk must be very flavorful, so you can't throw it away!" ”

As she spoke, she began to peel the duck eggs.

Yuan Youwei was on the side, but he sensitively captured the key point in Yan Qingze's words, "Teacher Yan, how did you add salt?" ”

Yan Qingze turned his head to look at Yuan Youwei, "It's just added to the red clay." ”

This time, even Yuan Xinlan knew what the problem was, "Didn't you add water?" ”

Yan Qingze was stunned for a moment, "Do you want to add water?" ”

The aunt and nephew looked at each other and finally understood why these duck eggs were so salty.

Yuan Youwei asked, "Teacher Yan, the red clay is so dry, you can still stir it with salt?" ”

Yan Qingze explained, "The ones I dig are not dry, they are wet, and they can still be stirred. ”

Yuan Xinlan peeled the eggs and began to teach the experience, "You have to boil water first, then add salt to dissolve it, and then wait for it to cool and set aside ......"

Yan Qingze listened very carefully, nodded from time to time, and asked a lot of questions.

Yuan Youwei looked at him, thinking that if he was given a notebook now, it was estimated that he would write it down word by word.

So, this lunch ended with the lesson of "how to pickle duck eggs".

After lunch, Yuan Youwei took over the matter of cleaning up the kitchen.

Yuan Xinlan took Yan Qingze to visit the things she pickled.

These include duck eggs in two clay pots.

Yan Qingze listened more and more seriously, and went to the mouth of the pickled pickle jar to see.

The bad rancid smell didn't make him dispel the idea of "you must marinate duck eggs".

"By the way, when eating salted duck eggs, you are also particular, if you eat it too early, it is not flavorful enough, and if you eat it too late, it will be salty and salty after eating......"

Yan Qingze was serious, and Yuan Xinlan was even more serious.

The two were talking happily at the door of the utility room when a man came around the corner.