Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 1316, page 1304: Blowing Up the Kitchen

On the largest dining table in Grandpa Lu's house.

There were three identical non-woven bags piled up, each printed with an advertisement for XX online supermarket.

Each bag contained an identical silver insulated bag.

The heat-insulating bag had been opened and was piled up to one side, with wisps of cool air escaping from the opening.

The ice packs inside were not taken out.

In the very center of the table were four identical black boxes.

Zhang Yufei is a college student, and her living expenses are much higher than the two younger ones, so she bought two boxes.

The black box is sealed with a label featuring four identical fat cat heads, all grinning happily.

Zhang Yufei was speechless for a moment.

What's even more speechless is that the two little ones are pestering their grandfather to brag about it.

"Grandpa, the pork I bought is really good. It tastes just like it did when I was a kid. But not when I was a kid, it tastes like it did when my dad was a kid. I'll show you how to cook it for lunch."

"Grandpa, Grandpa, the meat I bought is really good, it has great marbling, I'll cook it for you too~~ Grandpa is the best~~"

Zhang Yufei: I'm so angry! I was the first to receive it! I'd been thinking about this gift for so long, and I'd waited so long, thinking I'd miss it. Luckily, I made it just in time... And you two, you stole my gift!! And you even brought it with mine!! That's outrageous!!
We can't let them get away with this.

Zhang Yufei quickly moved closer to her grandfather, squeezing out a spot to praise him enthusiastically.

By the way, I want to emphasize that I prepared the gift myself first!

It swirled around the old man's ear, like a trio.

It wasn't about stealing anyone's skills. Zhang Yufei didn't tell anyone; she kept the secret very well. She just wanted to surprise everyone and show off in front of the whole family.

Isn't this just a coincidence?

It's my elder's birthday, and since it's his 69th, we'll celebrate it as if he's 70. The younger generation all want to show their respect and filial piety.

It's unrealistic to give expensive gifts to three schoolchildren, and they're too old to perform talents, plus it would be too embarrassing.

What's the hottest trend right now?
It's pork with a cat's head on it.

It tastes like childhood memories, and even cooking novices can make it—what a perfect gift!

It just so happens that it officially went on sale today.

Fortunately, Zhang Yufei's maternal grandfather's house was within the delivery range.

However, there is only one.

So we can only buy our three kids' things from this online supermarket.

Since they were ordered from the same address at roughly the same time, they were naturally delivered together.

It was purely by chance.

Incidentally, Zhang Yufei's long-awaited "appearance" was split into three parts, leaving only one-third.

However, it's one-third for Zhang Yufei.

But for her maternal grandfather, Lu Jingcheng, it was three times that amount.

The eldest granddaughter, eldest grandson, and youngest granddaughter all said they wanted to show off their skills and add a dish to the birthday banquet.

Whether they do a good job or not is another matter, just the fact that they have this intention is enough to show that their efforts have not been in vain.

The old man was so happy, his teeth were showing, and all he could do was say "good, good, good~~", everything his grandchildren said was good.

Even if three plates of charcoal were brought out now, the old man would eat them all without leaving a single bite, praising how delicious they were as he ate.

Even if you spend two weeks in the hospital after eating this meal, you won't be able to get rid of the taste in your mouth for three months.

That's delicious too.

But the other adults wouldn't dare let these three little ones cause trouble for the old man.

Lu Jiaying knew her daughter's capabilities very well. She had never cooked before, let alone meat dishes, but she was incredibly skilled at ordering takeout.

We can't let her cause Grandpa so much trouble; what if she gets something wrong with it?

She quickly pulled her daughter over, "Feifei, what are you planning to do? Do you know how to do it?"

Zhang Yufei held her head high and thumped her chest, "I'm going to make braised pork. I know how to make it. It's super easy. I've saved several recipes and read them more than ten times. I know every step perfectly."

"All you do is talk nonsense." Lu Jiaying frowned immediately. "Read a guide? Do you think you can just read it and expect to succeed!"

The same topic was being discussed next to the mother and daughter.

Lu Ruicong and Zhu Lanlan were also taken away by their respective mothers.

Both of them are very confident.

"The pork I bought is special; this kind of meat is particularly simple. I bought pork shoulder, which is great for making pan-fried pork chops. It's so easy. I've watched at least thirty live streams, and the steps are all pretty much the same. It's delicious no matter how you make it. Many of them aren't as good as me. At least I can pan-fry dumplings," Lu Ruicong said seriously and confidently.

Her mother immediately seized on the key point: "You're watching live streams instead of doing your homework tonight??"

While being scolded by her mother, Zhang Yufei was also eavesdropping. She promptly seized on the key point: "Lu Ruicong, you're cheating. Can't you have some ambition? Everyone else is making fried pork chops, so you make fried pork chops too."

Lu Ruicong pushed up his glasses and looked at his cousin. "I'm just seeking stability, using the unchanging to cope with all changes."

"Hmm?" Zhang Yufei's mind immediately clicked. Who was she talking about? And she was still responding?
The siblings' eyes met; a battle was about to begin.

The youngest sister, Zhu Lanlan, was much more obedient. She readily admitted that she didn't know how, but she still insisted on doing it.

Therefore, we decisively requested external assistance.

"Mom, I want to make meatball soup. Can you help me grind the meat, mix the filling, and then I'll cook it?"

So she was planning to cook it herself in the pot.

Zhu Lanlan's mother, Lu Jiahui, thought about it and realized that it would work. As long as the meatball soup was cooked through, it wouldn't go wrong. If it was too salty, add water; if it was too bland, add salt.

At most, the balls won't be perfectly round; some will be big and some small.

Since it's just my family eating it, it doesn't matter.

It's just a token of my appreciation.

Lu Jiahui immediately agreed, and reassured the other two families, "Sister, sister-in-law, I'll go to the kitchen and keep an eye on the younger ones."

The old man then spoke up, waving his hand at his three grandchildren, "Go ahead and do it without worry. As long as you don't hurt yourself, it's okay if the kitchen explodes."

Wow, that's really generous.

The other two families thought, "The old man has spoken, so let's do it if we want. At worst, we'll just have to sacrifice a few pieces of meat."

Even if someone is watching, they won't get hurt.

He nodded in agreement.

After everything was agreed upon, Lu Jiahui packed her things and went into the kitchen, where she then carefully examined the several boxes of meat on the table.

I must say, these kids have a good eye for shopping; this meat looks really good.

The colors are bright, the fat and lean meat are just right, and it really has snowflake patterns.

The location I bought was also correct.

Two boxes of pork belly for braised pork, and pork shoulder for pan-fried pork chops.

It's a bit of a waste to use this last box of pork tenderloin for making meatballs, but oh well.

Then I looked at the price tag, and wow!

"Zhu Lanlan, you really dare to buy this! This piece of pork tenderloin is 34.9 yuan, and it's not even a pound, it's 350 grams, only seven ounces."

Zhu Lanlan had no idea and looked at her mother in confusion, "Isn't that enough?"

Sigh, you can't explain it to a child. At this moment, Zhu Lanlan is only thinking about her meatball soup.

Lu Jiahui smiled and said, "It's enough, enough, more than enough. Lanlan bought just the right amount. If she bought a whole pound, she wouldn't be able to finish it all, and it would be a waste."

Zhu Lanlan then cheered up.

Zhang Yufei also spoke up for her cousin, "Auntie, this meat is good. Didn't you see that the three of us bought the same brand? It just came out today. Luckily we ordered early, because you have to be quick to grab it or it'll be gone. I bought the pork belly for 54.6 yuan, which is also 350 grams."

I glanced at the pork shoulder, 350 grams, 29.9.

Ah, I'm so satisfied. I bought the most expensive one, and my cousin's was the cheapest. Victory!
Feeling smug, he won another victory. "Count the layers of those two boxes of pork belly I bought. They're seven-layered pork belly."

Wow, this is fresh!

Among all the people present, ranging from seventy to fifteen, not one had ever seen or even heard of seven-layered pork belly.

Those boxes of meat didn't go into the kitchen; they were circulated around first.

Everyone who got the meat was amazed.

"One, two, three... three layers of fat, three layers of lean, one layer of skin, it really is seven layers, this is fresh!"

"There's all sorts of new stuff these days. This meat looks really good. Isn't marbling something you only see on beef? Now you can see it on pigs too." "Young people are more knowledgeable than us. They always manage to find these new and interesting things."

"You get what you pay for. Even if you saw this kind of high-end stuff in a supermarket, would you be willing to buy it?"

"I won't even look at it..."

The boxes of meat were passed around, and the three children took them into the kitchen.

The elders outside are still chatting.

Listen to the meat prices that Grandma Ni found at the market this morning.

Pork tenderloin is 14.5 yuan per jin, pork belly is 14.5 yuan, and pork shoulder... it's still 14.5 yuan.

The old lady was very familiar with the butcher; no matter which piece she wanted, she always got the same price…
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They were chatting animatedly outside.

The kitchen was even more lively.

Zhang Yufei went into the kitchen and, without doing anything, took out her phone.

Then, a loud voiceover from the phone said, "The simplest way to make braised pork!"

Didn't you say you watched it more than ten times? It seems you didn't remember anything.

Skipping over the long rambling about the origins, flavors, and special features of braised pork, let's skip over that.

Now we get to the specifics.

"First step, cut the pork belly into chunks..."

Click, Zhang Yufei pressed pause, let's end it here.

He turned around and looked around, "Where's the knife? Where's the knife?"

The knife was in Lu Ruicong's hand.

He came into the kitchen and took over the knife for cutting meat and the only cutting board for raw meat.

He was carefully slicing his piece of pork shoulder.

I was extremely careful, taking it one step at a time, afraid of cutting my hand.

Don't be fooled by the slow pace; the slices are actually quite good, each one about the same thickness. After slicing, they're wrapped in kitchen paper to absorb the moisture, just like a certain food blogger does.

Those thirty-odd live streams weren't watched for nothing.

"Feifei, why don't you chop some scallions and a few slices of ginger first? We'll need them when we blanch the pork belly," Lu Jiahui reminded her.

"Okay." Zhang Yufei decisively picked up the cutting board for chopping vegetables and pulled a scallion from the railing outside the kitchen window.

Her grandmother liked to put scallions, ginger, and garlic in the railing so they were easy to reach.

They've all dried out.

Zhang Yufei wiped it a few times and peeled off the dry outer skin.

A knife... I'll just use a small knife.

Lu Jiahui kept staring at Zhang Yufei, watching her press down on the scallion root with her hand and make a cut from a distance of eight feet.

It definitely won't cut your finger.

Only then did I feel relieved.

Then, when she turned around, she met her daughter's expectant gaze.

"Lanlan, are you making cabbage meatball soup? Grandma has cabbage. Go wash a few cabbage leaves, just the leaves, not the stems."

Zhu Lanlan happily found a small basin, tore off a few cabbage leaves, carried them to the sink, and started washing them with a splash.

Water splashed everywhere, even getting all over his head and face, and wetting his bangs.

"Oh my little darling, turn the water down a bit~~" Lu Jiahui quickly went over to turn the tap down and hurriedly found some tissues to wipe her daughter.

Just as she finished her work, Zhang Yufei called out again, "Auntie, chop some ginger, chop some scallions, and chop something else."

Lu Jiahui peeked out and her heart skipped a beat.

Wow, this young lady is so generous! How did she get there so quickly?

It was indeed scallion segments; a whole scallion was cut up.

Ginger slices? You could at least find a smaller piece. A dozen or so slices of varying thicknesses and sizes, how big of a pot are you making?

"Sigh." Lu Jiahui sighed inwardly, and said in a gentle tone, "Feifei is good, but there's a bit too much. Could you cut two sections of scallion and three or five slices of ginger into shreds for your aunt and soak them in scallion and ginger water? Lanlan will need it for the meatballs she's making."

"Okay!" Zhang Yufei answered loudly, picked up a knife and a scallion, and cut it in two.

Shredded scallions... okay, scallion rings will do the same.

"Feifei, be careful with your hands," Lu Jiahui reminded her again, then turned to look at Lu Ruicong.

Lu Rui Cong has finished slicing the pork chop and is now hammering it with the back of a knife.

That young man is really strong; he flattened the pork chop into a big pancake, almost crushing it.

Lu Jiahui quickly reminded, "Rui Rui, that's about right. Thicker pork chops taste better when pan-fried."

"Oh." Lu Rui Cong was very obedient and put down the kitchen knife immediately.

Then... it stopped.

Looking around, there was nothing to do.

"Rui Rui, do you want to marinate your pork chops first?" Lu Jia Hui asked tentatively.

Lu Rui Cong shook his head, "Auntie, no need. You should just enjoy the natural flavor of the pork chop. Just sprinkle some salt and pepper on it while frying."

Original flavor? The fishy smell of pork?
Lu Jiahui didn't understand, but expressed her respect.

Do whatever you want with it.

"Oh, then you should rest first..."

The words are not finished yet.

Boom~~
Two pieces of pork were thrown onto Lu Ruicong's cutting board.

Someone wouldn't let him rest.

"Lu Ruicong, please cut the meat into cubes, three centimeters square! The margin of error is only plus or minus 0.5 centimeters. Go outside and find a ruler."

The requirements are quite high.

Lu Ruicong twisted his neck, "No, I'll do my own thing!"

Zhang Yufei glared at her, adopting the air of an older sister, "Have you forgotten that I used to buy you ice cream when you were little? I bought you two, Magnum, each one cost more than five yuan!"

Lu Rui Cong snorted coldly, "That's compensation for the big bump on my head that you gave me and told me not to tell my family."

"Hey! I have such a bad temper!" Zhang Yufei was ready to fight if she couldn't win an argument.

Sigh, what older sister doesn't beat her younger brother? He'll be too strong to beat her when he gets a little older.

These two have been fighting since they were kids.

But today they're all carrying knives.

Lu Jiahui quickly stopped her, saying, "Rui Rui, you're strong, help your aunt chop the meat."

"Feifei, put the scallions and ginger in a plate and use your cutting board to chop them. Your aunt will wash them a couple more times later, it's okay... Knife, this is fresh meat, it's easy to chop, a small knife is just as good."

The elders had spoken, and the two dared not disobey.

They snorted at each other.

I chopped it into pieces and minced it, then went off to do my own thing.

Just as Lu Jiahui breathed a sigh of relief, her daughter came over again, holding two vegetable leaves.

"Mom, look how clean I am."

Hmm, hmm, it's quite clean; the cabbage leaves are almost transparent from washing.

The vegetables are clean, but the people...

There were four bright wet handprints on Zhu Lanlan's skirt. Little darling, could you please grab a tissue? Kitchen paper would be fine too.

She used her skirt to wipe her hands, both the palms and the backs of her hands...

Sigh, Lu Jiahui felt a headache coming on.

One little devil is hard enough to deal with.

There are three here...

Tired of heart!

(End of this chapter)