Chapter 1595: Chapter 1457: The Long-Awaited Triumph of the Daughter-in-Law [Double-Length]
This freshly slaughtered lamb, as long as the soup is done right, just needs the other ingredients put in the bowl. Pour over the steaming soup, and the green garlic shoots and cilantro swirl in the milky white broth, rising back to the surface, spreading a particularly natural fragrance all around.
When Lun Jing arrived, she happened to catch Seventh Uncle giving the order with a big ladle: "It’s done! Let’s eat!"
Everyone sward into the kitchen and the thought of dieting lingered in her mind for just a second before being completely swept away.
She quickly grabbed the nearest big bowl.
With so many greens and the lamb being lean, this shouldn’t affect dieting, right?
Lun Jing teared up as she started to eat. The mont the fresh and sweet cabbage hit her mouth, she instantly buried her head into the bowl.
The viewers in the livestream watched as everyone scrambled to eat, and their envious tears turned into text, completely flooding the entire screen. With nearly a million viewers tonight, not one would successfully diet.
When Song Tan ca out from the room and saw the scene, he was stunned: "Why aren’t you eating in the dining room?"
A group of people, young and old, squatted under the porch, either in a line or in a circle. Even the most well-dressed Lun Jing was like this, as if holding a bowl was such an effort that no one wanted to take a few more steps to the dining room next door.
It was like going back twenty or thirty years, when after a day’s work, Wu Lan would often wander by the roadside with a bowl of rice, chatting with neighbors.
Mr. Yang, while scrunching his face from the heat, laughed: "Eating like this has atmosphere."
Lun Jing nodded blankly, having eaten so much that she lost track of ti.
Only Lun Chuan, after a slight hesitation, set down his bowl and brought another one for Song Tan, then slightly embarrassedly remarked: "It’s really fragrant."
Song Tan looked at the bowl and chopsticks he set aside and thought amusingly to himself: Being able to let go truly shows great determination.
In the milky white soup were the erald cabbage leaves and stems. Dig a little deeper and you’d find large slices of thin, fresh lamb. Besides salt, no extra seasonings were added, yet everyone chewed slowly, finding nothing boring or bland about it.
Zhang Yanping was with Doctor Xiaoguo, still hesitating: "I want to add so chili..."
"Oh, don’t add any!" Zhang Yanping coached her: "Can’t you enjoy it? This pure and fresh lamb soup, you can’t find one this fresh elsewhere. Drink up first, fill your stomach a bit, and for the next pot, Seventh Uncle will add pea shoots for us!"
He still had tender cabbage in his mouth, but his mind was already savoring the taste of the next bowl.
"Let
tell you, the pea shoots we picked this year are exceptionally delicious. You probably haven’t picked them yourself for your als! They’re so fresh and tender. If you want to add chili, go ahead, it won’t affect the taste."
Guo Dong surely hasn’t picked any!
Even though she could pick from Lao Song’s family garden for every al, she was careful, never touching those that looked good or sold for a high price.
At this mont, looking at the large bowl she was holding – filled generously with lamb from Seventh Uncle – she was sure there was half a bowl of lamb!
Half a bowl of lamb, half a bowl of cabbage, the rest was all milky white soup. Would this fill only a third of the stomach?
Even though it wasn’t her first ti eating at the Song Family, seeing Zhang Yanping downing the soup beside her, she couldn’t help but fall silent.
But—
She also buried her head and took a big sip. So fresh!
No problem, eating to eighty percent full and then letting it settle, then having another bowl later and letting it settle too, at worst she would eat a hawthorn pill!
The doctor, well-versed in the ways of health, decided to discard all distracting thoughts, focusing on decompressing the food. When she finally refilled with the second bowl of lamb soup, she quickly scooped another spoonful of chili upon seeing the increasingly tender and soft green pea shoots.
Sssha!
So spicy!
So satisfying!
The pea shoots were so tender, they seed to lt in the mouth! And so refreshing!
Everyone was focused on eating, only Seventh Uncle hadn’t put down his work at the stove, still busy preparing the next pot. Qiaoqiao wasn’t in a hurry to have her second bowl. First, she set aside two bowls of lamb soup on the stove for Master Jiang up in the mountains, then looked at Seventh Uncle, eager to try: "Let
cook the fried rice."
Seventh Uncle imdiately stepped back: "Sure! You do it!"
He intended to finish the rice in one go, but with his apprentice Qiaoqiao, the requirents were different.
He even said, "No rush, have your al first. After these two bowls of lamb soup, their bellies will be round and full. It’ll be just right to have them stroll around the yard a couple of tis before coming back for fried rice."
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