The little boy's eyes lit up and he ran over happily, "Mom, what delicious food did you make?"
The closer he got, the worse it felt. The smell was getting stronger and stronger.
It seems that this smell comes from my mother.
The little boy's pace became slower and slower.
Staring wide-eyed at the bowl in his mother's hand, there seemed to be something black in it.
That's where the smell comes from.
"Stinky tofu, haven't you heard of it? It's very delicious. Come and try it." Si Nian picked up a piece to feed him, then glanced at the old man sitting in the restaurant and said unhappily: "Huh, It's obviously very delicious, but your father insists that it's not delicious because I've been making it for a long time."
The little boy wanted to refuse, but when his mother said it had been a long time, his body froze, "Mom, do you really want to eat it? But how does it smell to me..."
He didn't dare say smelly.
Afraid of mother being angry.
Si Nian smiled and said, "It smells stinky, right? But it doesn't matter. This thing smells bad but tastes delicious. If you don't believe me, try it."
The little boy met his mother's eager and expectant eyes, unable to say any words of rejection.
He opened his mouth with difficulty. He had never felt that food was so difficult to eat, and he had never felt that eating was so terrifying.
Seeing him eat it, Si Nian asked expectantly: "How is it? Is it delicious? Is it not so smelly?"
The little boy chewed a few times mechanically and said, "Mom, it doesn't seem so smelly~ The taste is okay~"
Shinen: “...”
Zhou Zedong and Yaoyao also walked in holding their noses, "Dad, why does the house smell so bad? Is Dahuang pooping in the house?"
Yaoyao pinched her little nose and said: "Dahuang is shy~"
Si Nian couldn't eat anymore.
Seeing the family staring at the frightened person in his bowl, he asked suspiciously: "Is it really that smelly?"
Everyone nodded in unison.
Si Nian's mouth twitched, okay, she just said that Zhou Yueshen was too exaggerated.
But I didn't expect that they really couldn't accept the taste.
She had to find a place to store the remaining stinky tofu.
Then open the windows for ventilation.
I originally wanted to eat snail noodles, but my family is like this, so I'm afraid I won't be able to eat it.
She also understands that some people cannot accept this taste.
I just didn’t expect that no one in my family could eat as well as me.
Si Nian was emo, and his whole body exuded the sad emotion that I had been abandoned.
Maybe her pregnancy has made her a little sensitive.
Although the children didn't quite understand why such smelly food could be eaten, seeing that their mother was sad, they hurriedly gathered around to comfort her.
"Mom, it's actually not that smelly. You can eat it if you want."
"Yes, even if it smells stinky, as long as mom likes to eat it, it will still smell good."
"Don't worry mom, even if you become smelly, you are still our mother."
Si Nian: "..." even more sadqwq.
Zhou Yueshen looked at Si Nian dumbfounded, and sent a few children away to comfort her by himself.
Said she could eat whatever she wanted and leave them alone.
It won't kill anyone, it's just a taste, nothing intolerable.
Si Nian nodded repeatedly, feeling confident that someone was supporting him, "Then I want to eat snail noodles, is that okay?"
Zhou Yueshen didn't know what snail noodles were, but she kept mentioning it, so she must have liked it, so she nodded and said yes.
Si Nian was immediately satisfied and asked him to buy snails for himself and make soup for himself.
He also said: "Snail noodles are also a specialty, but I don't know it now. This kind of noodles is also famous for smelling bad but tasting delicious. There may be many people who can't eat stinky tofu, but they like to eat it. There are many people who like to eat snail noodles, and men also like to eat it. This time I will make it myself, you will definitely like it."
After she finished speaking, she started gearing up.
Si Nian doesn't have many hobbies, he just likes to cook some delicious food.
Not to mention that she has been here for so long, and the things that she will often eat in the future are not available in this era.
Thinking about making it with your own hands will give you a greater sense of accomplishment.
She felt very satisfied.
Zhou Yue's deep eyebrows catered to her softly, and he decided that no matter how smelly it was this time, he would still taste it, after all, it was made by her own hands.
Stinky tofu is processed and is very smelly when you get it.
So it's not about Si Nian's cooking skills.
Si Nian's cooking skills are so good, this will definitely not happen this time.
With full confidence in his wife, Zhou Yueshen went to the seafood market to buy snails the next day.
"Mom, what is snail noodles? It sounds so interesting."
"Are they noodles cooked with snails?"
"Mom, when I was in the countryside, Shitou and I also picked up snails, but we didn't dare to eat them. We didn't expect that we could eat them."
Si Nian smiled and said, "Of course you can eat it. There are many ways to make snails, such as spicy snails, garlic snails, and you can also boil the snails into soup to make snail noodles. The snail noodles are not vermicelli here, but rice noodles. They taste very chewy." "
Hearing her describe it like this, the children couldn't help but swallowed their saliva and said, "Mom, then I want to eat two big bowls."
"good!"
Seeing their support, Si Nian became more confident.
The most important thing about the deliciousness of snail noodles is its unique soup. The soup is cooked with spices such as snails, kaempferol, star anise, cinnamon, and cloves.
Zhou Yueshen bought what Si Nian needed, carefully cleaned the snails, and then put them in the pot to stew.
Si Nian also pickled sour bamboo shoots.
Smelling the soup, it didn't stink at all. The little boy felt relieved and said, "Dad, smell it, it really doesn't stink at all. Mom didn't lie to us."
Zhou Yueshen nodded.
Si Nianyou made chili sauce and fried yuba. After seeing that the seasoning was almost ready, he put it in the pot and cooked the noodles.
Several children gathered around, looking forward to it.
The snail noodles that my mother likes to eat must be delicious.
After they each scooped up the noodles, Si Nian took out the sour bamboo shoots he had pickled in advance and said, "Dangdang, this is the soul of the snail noodles. It is sour and crispy and especially delicious, but if you are worried about the strong taste, You don’t have to add it.”
Shinendo.
The little boy's eyes lit up when he looked at the sour bamboo shoots. The pickled root of the folded ears, garlic and dried radish pickled by his mother were all very sour and spicy. This must be delicious too. He immediately ran over with the bowl in hand and said: "Mom, mom, I want, I want, I want more.”
Si Nian raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure you're not afraid of the smell anymore?"
"I'm not afraid at all. This looks delicious."
It's not like the stinky tofu I saw last time. It's black and looks like it's broken.
The little boy is very confident.
And this is made by my mother herself, so it will definitely not taste bad.
Si Nian opened the lid and a strange smell wafted out.
The little boy's expectant smile suddenly froze.
Uncertainly, he leaned over and took a whiff, "yue~"
