It’s rare for Jing Shu to bring back such a big thing from the Middle East, so naturally, as family mbers, we were curious to co and take a look.
But Grandma Jing said, "It’s like moving houses, you have to pay respects to the God of Wealth and the Kitchen God, so we must cook a al."
So, the family ca over, brought the ingredients, and decided to have dinner here and stay one night, just for the sentint.
Jing Shu: "..."
Seeing Jing Shu return, Mrs. Jing and Mr. Jing surrounded her. Seeing their daughter looking fair and even a bit chubbier, they were overjoyed. Mrs. Jing even said:
"Daughter, we thought you’d lose weight after going out, but didn’t expect you’d put on so! Seems like the food was good. Your grandma worried every day, afraid you’d go hungry. She saved all the good stuff for you at ho."
Grandma Jing felt a bit shy hearing this. She’s the type to worry openly. Now being called out for worrying about her granddaughter in front of everyone, she coughed:
"It’s just that when tis are tough, you naturally have to save a little. You young folks don’t understand and just indulge every day. Without , the old woman, all the good stuff would’ve been gone. Now, dear, check that alarm or whatever it is, why is it constantly blaring..."
Jing Shu looked at it for a long ti and couldn’t fix it, so she contacted soone from the ship to turn it off. Mr. Jing squatted down to study the kitchen equipnt and said, "Looks like we need to remodel this kitchen. We’re not used to these foreign gadgets. Maybe install a range hood or sothing..."
Today was the Jing Family’s best al of the past week. The chive dumpling was filled with shrimp and egg. Grandma Jing wasn’t stingy with oil, and once bitten, the oil burst out, intoxicating Jing Shu with its aroma.
Besides this, there was the milky white fish soup that Grandma Jing had been simring since afternoon. It’s a slow-simred specialty and one of Jing Shu’s favorites. The fragrant and golden pan-fried fat crucian carp, instead of being imrsed in water imdiately, was first accompanied by three or four fried eggs. Only when the aroma was irresistible did boiling water get added.
The soup instantly turned milky white. After adding the carp and simring for another half hour, the fish was blended, and the broth was further cooked until it was purely milky white. After filtering out the residue, garnished with scallions and salt, the fragrance was overwhelming.
The leftovers were not wasted and were given to the fat chicken as an extra al.
When Jing Shu drank the pure white crucian carp soup, her soul almost left her body. The aroma was too incredible. After having an egg soaked in the fish soup, ah! It was so delicious!
Knowing her love for it, Grandma Jing cooked a whole steel potful of it.
Wu You’ai sighed contentedly beside her: "If you hadn’t co back, your grandma wouldn’t have been willing to waste fish like this just for soup."
Grandma Jing: "You cheeky girl, even while eating, you can’t shut your mouth."
Jing Shu hugged Grandma Jing: "Grandma, you’re so good to . I also brought gifts for you all, you’ll surely like them."
With an ordinary crucian carp soup, at least after frying and adding soup, there was fish at to eat. For this pure soup, there’s no at left, all for a more delicious soup. Normally, Grandma Jing wouldn’t be willing to do this.
Eating, Jing Shu found four slippery, delicious fish roe at the bottom of her bowl. She smiled. It feels great to be ho, to feel loved.
The Jing Family’s delicious food is the taste of ho. Every dish was solidly made. After drinking the Spiritual Spring for years, everyone’s appetite had also grown. What used to feed twenty now was devoured by the Jing Family cleanly, everyone licking their bowls and satisfied, resting on the couch.
Then Jing Shu took everyone to see the gifts.
"You have no idea, the Middle East is really fun, lots of interesting things, and very cheap, extrely cheap, so I brought a lot. Of course, most of the stuff inside was given as a reward."
Jing Shu repeatedly emphasized how cheap it was and that it was gifted, much like a boyfriend spending fifty thousand on a gaming setup but telling his girlfriend it was really 300 yuan.
But, to prevent Grandma Jing from misunderstanding and selling it cheaply, Jing Shu added: "These things are ridiculously cheap in the Middle East, but quite expensive here in our place. I just got lucky."
In short, Jing Shu’s point was simple, she wasn’t spending money recklessly, truly!
Ah, being the youngest in the family, it’s a happy dilemma.
However, when Jing Shu opened the second underground storage layer using her iris, fingerprints, and retinal scan, the Jing family found it a bit exaggerating: "Aren’t they just gifts? Why keep them so secret? Isn’t that a bit much?"
Yet when Jing Shu finally opened the door and revealed a mountain of items, everyone’s mouths fell open and wouldn’t close: "Jing Shu, you said these were gifts you brought back. Are you sure you didn’t move a small country back here? This is just too much!"
"Jing Shu, did you rob sowhere? These things seem way more than our warehouse!"
"Well, that’s not the issue. I just want to ask, do foreigners over there also have smoked duck, smoked chicken, and smoked sausage? Plus, why do so foods look just like ours in Huaxia?"
Jing Shu put her hand on her forehead, just as Grandma Jing started to speak.
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