Indeed, just the pure white rice porridge is already very luxurious, and everyone's mouth is filled with smell.
"What are these small pots for? Do we need to boil them in a small pot again?"
Next, an even more amazing picture appeared!
I saw the forty or fifty-year-old woman standing in the wooden cart cooking. She scooped up a large spoonful of pure white rice porridge from the big earthenware pot with a long-handled wooden spoon, and poured it into the small pot. White rice porridge was added to both small pots.
The stove here also started a fire. Then, when the white rice porridge in the small pot began to boil again, the woman quickly picked up a few ingredients with a pair of unusually large chopsticks.
A little minced meat and a few slices of pork liver were added to the white rice porridge.
The fire burned to its maximum intensity, and in the blink of an eye, the raw meat in the pure white rice porridge changed color. Visibly to the naked eye, the raw meat floating in the rice porridge turned an attractive red.
At this time, an inexplicable strong and very fragrant fragrance was already spreading!
"Here, these are just a few pieces of meat, and the porridge looks white. Why is it so fragrant??!"
The fire licked it, and the long chopsticks stirred it a few times. The meat was already cooked. Finally, I used the long chopsticks to put in some chopped lettuce and add some salt at the same time.
After the lettuce was blanched for just a moment or two, the woman scooped up the bowl of porridge with a large wooden spoon and poured it into the arranged wooden bowl.
... This fragrance is unfamiliar and very rich, with a sweetness that can be smelled by the nose. No one on the Yuancheng dock has ever smelled it before.
Under enough sunshine in the morning, people seem to be able to see with their own eyes that when the porridge with added ingredients is scooped from the small earthen pot into the bowl, the bottom of the white rice porridge has completely melted, and not a single grain of rice can be seen, and the white porridge is soft and soft. And dense.
Among them, the added meat and the soft enough porridge base have been well integrated. The minced meat is pink and the pork liver is dark red. The problem is inexplicable. They all look fresh and tender. There is no doubt that this The meat is just cooked, very suitable.
That strong, alluring aroma comes from the fresh meat that has been cooked just right.
There are also shredded green lettuce in the porridge. Just a few moments after putting it in, you can tell that the shredded lettuce remains bright green and crispy, and it looks very appetizing.
After all the porridge was poured into the wooden bowl, the terrible thing was that the woman also sprinkled small pieces of chopped green onion on top of the cooked porridge.
… Absolutely.
The uncle who was standing closest unconsciously stared at the whole steps of Aunt Rong making porridge. At this time, he swallowed without thinking.
I didn't realize that I had never moved my eyes away, so my eyes looked straight and my neck was slightly tilted forward.
There was a slight commotion.
"... What kind of porridge is this! What kind of recipe is this!"
"Why does it smell so good, damn..."
"It doesn't look red or spicy. It just makes me hungry. Why do I want to eat so much? It makes me feel hungry."
“It’s both white rice and meat. How expensive is it? Who would buy it?”
The crowd started talking. When they heard the last sentence, the expressions of the housekeeper's two sisters-in-law who were helping around changed slightly, but they looked at Aunt Rong and Brother Guan again, and kept their performance steady.
"It's too cold, and we had a long morning. Let's have breakfast first and drink the porridge before talking." Aunt Rong quickly cooked two more bowls in the same way, but she put more in them according to the taste of the eldest brother Guan and the second brother. It's beefy ribs.
(End of chapter)