He was personally in the kitchen braising at; the minced at couldn’t be done with a grinder because it would be too fine and unsuitable. Instead, it was chopped with two knives, making the pieces slightly larger and not compressed, resulting in a better texture when eaten.
After chopping the at, he fried so spice oil over a low fla, allowing the aroma of the spices to fully ld into the oil.
He then started braising the at with the spice oil. This wasn’t particularly difficult, but it was ti-consuming and labor-intensive.
He stood in front of the stove, constantly stirring the pot so that the at was evenly heated, braising it slowly over dium-low heat. Only when the oil beca clear did he add the chopped compound sauces.
After a couple of hours of fussing, he finally had a pot of braised at. This at was delicious with noodles or buns, best accompanied by lotus-leaf pancakes. The at and bun portions weren’t vast, but just right, allowing you to savor other flavors while eating.
Wen Yan was cooking personally, and the whole family was watching. Sparrow Cat was the most shaless, dragging a plastic stool over, lying there watching, and asking now and then, "Is it ready to eat yet?"
Little Zombie, Shishi, and the steward couldn’t eat, but they still buzzed around, passing by the kitchen from ti to ti.
When Wen Yan ntioned needing lotus-leaf pancakes, the steward imdiately ca to the kitchen, claiming to be an expert at this, and promptly started kneading and proofing the dough to steam the pancakes.
By the ti Chen Qimo got back from school, the rich, oily aroma of the at had already filled the living room.
As for why they didn’t turn on the range hood, Sparrow Cat said, "Others can’t eat it, and now you’re not even letting them sll it, huh?"
Wen Yan divided the large pot of at, sending so to Pei Tugou’s Ho and so to Xiao Wu’s Ho.
He took the stead lotus-leaf pancakes from the steward, stuffed them with at, placed them on plates, and then ladled a few bowls of convenient eight-treasure porridge, bringing it to the basent to place in front of a tablet.
Finally, he placed a plate in front of the naless tablet, sucked on his fingers stained with red oil, and felt a bit hungry again.
"As we agreed, I took two days off after coming back and made this for you. Co try my cooking.
I won’t claim it’s exceptional, but for sothing that’s not too difficult, just ti-consuming, I think I’m reasonably skilled at it."
Wen Yan lit incense, paid respects to those below, and then ca to the living room on the first floor to start the afternoon al.
As usual, there was a little of everything to eat: noodles, rice, Yang Energy food, sothing fragrant, sothing fiery...
A regular al, yet everyone ate with great joy; even Chen Qimo had three lotus-leaf pancakes stuffed with at.
At the sa ti, in the village of Xiao Xiang County, the villagers were equally happy.
It wasn’t just about the previous celebrations; they could now relocate, without fearing when a curse might suddenly hit them upon leaving.
The Scorching Sun Departnt had coordinated with local governnt, and there were always allocated houses in the nearby small town for such a village.
When they moved, the children could seamlessly enter the schools there.
The villagers moved slowly, a bit behind modern tis, but they weren’t foolish. They knew what was better for them.
All the enrollnt procedures for the students were completed, and the progress of studies was considered, allowing for suitable placent in higher or lower grades.
The students might not understand everything, only knowing they had so ti off and would soon go study in the city, where everyone would have the chance to beco a college student like Big Sister Ye and work for the governnt.
So of the older villagers were reluctant to leave the chickens, ducks, and pigs raised here. Even though they were told they could choose to live in town or in a suburb village after leaving the mountains, they still hesitated.
Yet, they couldn’t help but smile, as the elders described it as a justified year-long smile, sothing the Ye Clan had not experienced in two thousand years.
So, when they saw Brother Ye with a neck brace, soone would laugh every ti they saw it.
As night fell, the villagers gradually went to sleep.
In the mountains, a trekking team was advancing deeper into the unpaved area.
By nightfall, they began searching for a suitable site to camp. Once everyone was asleep, a person erged from one of the tents.
The man took off his glasses and mask, revealing a face with a strange smile that didn’t touch his eyes.
He had been waiting for several days, wandering around nearby cities. Only after confirming that the Scorching Sun Departnt’s main force had left did he enter this area.
He knew they had left because the area had been previously sealed off. Hikers, among others, were kept out.
Today, it was open again.
He quietly entered the mountains, possessed in soone’s body.
As he moved through the mountains, he quickly reached his planned location. From the mountain top, he took out a telescope, precisely viewing what he intended to see.
He saw a wide flat land in the valley, noting so residues left behind.
In so areas, the plants were withered, yet around them, lush greenery remained.
The traces of camp setup and equipnt usage were visible, leaving quite a mark.
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