Her Cultivation Diar Chapter 1594 - 1456: Mutton Soup and Tonic [Two-in-One]

Chapter 1594: Chapter 1456: Mutton Soup and Tonic [Two-in-One]

"This doesn’t seem right, I’m sturdy like an ox, don’t really need this..."

"Oh co on, big brother, if you don’t eat it, you can give it to your family." Wu Lan, who just finished preparing the lamb and was rubbing her hands, said warmly:

"Little Yang said his mom loves taking care of herself. Since you’re strong, don’t eat it, give it to his mom, this is particularly good for health! I used to have backaches, but ever since Xiao Guo arranged these for , I’ve never felt that way again."

"There’s not much in total. Last year Xiao Guo couldn’t supply enough, so he kept so for himself and didn’t sell it—just 3 boxes, 21 capsules, exactly enough for your wife for a month."

Mr. Yang looked at the energetic crowd in the yard, Song Sancheng taking the basket with ease, and the thick black hair on his and Wu Lan’s heads. Sohow, despite initially refusing, he felt a bit of a loss.

He had to muster a response:

"Oh."

But he silently reassured himself: My wife regularly takes supplents, this rural specialty probably isn’t suitable for her, might clash with what she takes, I’ll keep it for myself, surely, I won’t waste their kindness!

How exactly does it nourish? Could it make my hair as black and shiny as theirs?

Just as this thought crossed his mind, Yang Zhengxi called his mom: "Mom! Are you back from Paris? Is the signal good? Let

show you, we’re butchering lamb now and Aunt has so great supplents for you, they work wonders!"

Mr. Yang: ...

After hanging up the call, as dusk approached, it was ti for dinner.

Qiaoqiao was called inside to chop cabbage but didn’t forget to take the phone stand from the yard with her and ask Yang Zhengxi: "Didn’t you say your mom calls you Xixi?"

Yang Zhengxi’s face turned red!

"I’m going to college, how can I show any manliness if she keeps calling

that? Last ti I let you call

that because we clicked, later I told my mom not to call

that anymore."

"Oh." Qiaoqiao just asked casually: "But if you’re called Little Lamb, does eating the big lamb taste better later?"

Yang Zhengxi: ...

He pushed Qiaoqiao toward the cabbage: "Just focus on chopping the cabbage!"

Honestly, the cabbage in the lamb soup really needs to be cut properly.

At this mont, Qiaoqiao set up the phone: "Kids, Seventh Uncle already taught , now I’ll show you how I cut it."

The cabbage leaves in the lamb soup need to be cut into thin strips, this way they’ll cook quickly in the pot, absorb the flavors well, and won’t dilute the rich taste of the lamb with the inherent sweetness of larger cabbage leaves.

The cabbage stems shouldn’t be thrown away either. They’re even crisper than the leaves to eat, and should be smashed before slicing, then sautéed with ginger and garlic in the pot first.

Seventh Uncle said beside her: "Actually, you don’t have to sauté them, just swish them in the lamb soup pot is just as tasty. But since it’s our first ti making it, let’s make the flavors richer."

"If you want to swish, there will be a separate pot with no cabbage, we can swish pea shoots."

The lamb and beef bones have been simring in the pot for quite a while. Since they were cleaned thoroughly and soaked, Seventh Uncle didn’t even blanch them to preserve the rich flavor, just skimd the scum off the top.

Now the soup is milky white, with slightly yellow oil, and pouring over the cabbage, it’s extraordinarily fragrant!

Fresh green garlic shoots, bright green cilantro added in... the flavor, it’s divine!

Mr. Yang finally moved closer, at this mont wishing he could just grab a pair of chopsticks and dig in, but to curb his craving, he added:

"Everywhere else I’ve been, they always put vermicelli."

Seventh Uncle, while slicing the cooked lamb, responded: "We add it too, but there weren’t many sweet potatoes last year, so we couldn’t make vermicelli. Adding it would make the flavor worse. Next year when you co, we’ll surely have it."

Mr. Yang thought, your family is quite particular, preferring not to use store-bought items for that specific taste.

But slling the rich lamb soup again...

Such particularity is necessary!

anwhile, Qiaoqiao finished preparing the cabbage, and Seventh Uncle was already lting lamb fat in a pot, combined with so lard for a thorough simr.

With so spices added, bubbling and sizzling. The lamb fat’s aroma becos exceptionally rich, and the gay sll is minimized.

Mr. Yang and Yang Zhengxi were standing there, tightly pressing their lips, saying nothing—

This fragrant lamb fat, with cracklings, egg, will soon be stir-fried with rice, and just before serving, sprinkled with a handful of green onions...

Slurp!