Chapter 719
The days in June are much longer.

The sun had not yet set when Luo's father returned from the stage, exhausted.

Push open the courtyard door.

There was a large round table and a circle of high-backed chairs in the yard.

There were several dishes covered with a transparent gauze on the table. There was a dazzling array of dishes, all of which looked beautiful. Each dish was exquisite, with good color and fragrance. The aroma was so fragrant that it made you dizzy.

There are two cats in the house, one taking up two seats on each side, running around anxiously with their tails up, meowing, wondering why dinner isn't ready yet.

"Hey, I'm willing to kill the goose."

Father Luo sneaked over to the table, lifted the mesh cover, and saw the rolled goose in the middle at a glance.

The two cats sat up with a start, their ears erect, and their big eyes staring at Luo's father.

They knew that if Luo Ba had it, they would have it too.

But Luo's father just reached out.

Then I heard a loud shout: "Wash your hands!"

Dad Luo quickly retracted his hand and covered the area with the gauze.

The two cats meowed in unison, their ears drooped and they fell back on their chairs.

At this time, Mr. Luo didn't pay any attention to the two cats.

Licking his face, he raised his head and looked at Luo Ma with a big smile on his face, "I'll just take a look, I'll go right away. Do you have guests at home?"

It was Luo's mother who was yelling just now. She was standing by the window in the kitchen. She got angry when she heard the question asked by Luo's father. "I told you on the phone that Master Xu and his men were coming. I asked you to come back earlier. Why are you staying so late? Didn't I let you call Yun Wazi? Where is he?"

"I came back late just because of him. Later, he said he was dirty and needed to go back to wash his face and change clothes."

"Look, the kids know how to keep clean..."

Just as Luo's mother was about to mutter again, Li Yongyun came in from outside the door.

He saw the table in the yard at a glance and cheered, "Bad goose~~" and rushed to the dining table.

Luo Ma immediately changed her expression, and said kindly, "Yun Wa Zi is here. You must be hungry. Eat a goose leg first. Take it and chew it."

The difference in treatment is too obvious.

However, Li Yongyun did not listen and took his hand away obediently and did not touch the mesh cover.

With a silly smile on his face, he said, "Aunt, I don't want to eat. Let's eat together."

"Oh my, this little one is so well-behaved~~" Luo's mother's heart melted, and she waved at him with a loving face: "Then come in, your Grandpa Lin has made some delicious food, there is some for everyone."

He is 1.9 meters tall, a dark-faced burly man, and you can't associate him with the word "well-behaved" at all.

But there’s nothing you can do, Luo Ma has her own filter.

"Hey!" Li Yongyun agreed and ran into the house.

Mr. Luo... No one cares about you, go by yourself.

Dad Luo first washed his hands at the sink at the door, applied soap twice, rinsed them and dried them with a towel.

After it was clean, he pushed the door and entered the house.

There is no one in the living room.

Then go into the kitchen.

There are so many people.

Luo Yihang, Chu Jie, Xiao Zhao, Luo Shaoan, Li Yongyun, Luo Ma, Master Wang, Master Xu and one other person I don’t recognize.

I don’t recognize the person who is fishing out the charred dumplings from the frying pan.

What a small dumpling, not even as big as a thumb.

There was a row of small bowls next to the stove.

There weren’t many fried dumplings, just five in each small bowl.

As soon as it was put in, Luo Yihang next to it took a small pot and poured hot soup directly into it.

When the fried dumplings are poured with hot soup right out of the pan, they make a sizzling sound.

"Fried dumplings soaked in soup, how can you eat this?" Dad Luo has lived for more than fifty years, but he has never seen or even heard of this.

"Mushroom dumplings!" Li Yongyun answered loudly what he had just learned.

"What are you looking for? These are wontons." Dad Luo didn't understand.

This stumped Li Yongyun, as he didn't know which word it was.

"Shiitake mushrooms, that's shiitake mushrooms." Luo Yihang said with a smile, "Dad, you came back at the right time. Just in time, let's try the traditional famous dish that Master Lin restored."
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Aren’t you making rolled goose? Why are you coming to Luo Yihang’s house to make dumplings again?

This story starts with making the goose.

After Master Lin showed off his skills.

Let Master Xu take over the operation.

Master Xu is making Maoxuewang and plans to use bean sprouts as the base.

After taking out the bean sprouts, Master Lin was simply astonished.

After that, it was time to get the boiling ingredients for soaking the mushrooms. When Master Lin saw the mushrooms, he was amazed again and again.

Anyway, he didn't come down from heaven today.

"These mushrooms... mushrooms..." He couldn't even finish his words, holding two dried mushrooms and touching and smelling them. He looked like he was about to drool.

Everyone present was laughing. Master Wang laughed so hard that he said, "Xiao Lin, you don't know what's the best about this place, do you?"

"what?"

"Shiitake mushrooms are the most special mushrooms in the country. Many scientific research institutes are researching them."

Chu Jie spoke at the right time and explained the special features of his own mushrooms.

Master Lin was amazed when he heard this. It turns out that mushrooms can produce strange effects depending on the base materials.

"Bean sprouts, mushrooms, and if there are some dried bamboo shoots, it can be used to make a bowl of vegetarian soup." Master Lin felt that he was greedy.

But Master Xu said, "Yes."

He reached out and took out a bag of dried bamboo shoots from the cupboard.

There is a bamboo forest in Beishan. In spring, bamboo shoots are picked and those that are not eaten are dried into bamboo shoots, which are of excellent quality.

Master Lin's face flushed and his index finger moved.

Their chef's appetite is aroused because he wants to cook this ingredient, not eat it.

What to do with the broth?

Master Lin's eyes lit up, "I remember there were shepherd's purse in the vegetable garden."

Well, it’s a little late in the season. It’s already considered summer shepherd’s purse, which is worse than spring ones.

It is kept for making shepherd's purse buns in the canteen.

"If there is more dried tofu..."

Unfortunately, this doesn’t really exist.

There is only ordinary dried tofu in the kitchen.

OK.

Master Lin couldn't bear it any longer and prepared all the necessary items.

Spread all over the table.

"Bean sprouts, dried mushrooms, dried bamboo shoots, shepherd's purse? What kind of dish can be made by putting these together?" Master Wang can be considered knowledgeable, but he really has no impression of what these things can be made into together.

"I made the mushroom dumplings mentioned in an essay by Mr. Wang Zengqi a few years ago." Master Lin rubbed his hands as he introduced them.

Just about to take action.

A voice suddenly came from the corner, "Renhui, Mr. Wang's prose."

The speaker was Xiao Zhao. She not only named the essay, but also recited it. "My grandmother always had a vegetarian meal at Guanyin Temple on her birthday. The most delicious vegetarian dish was mushroom dumplings. Mushroom soup; shepherd's purse and dried tofu as fillings, wrapped into thin-skinned dumplings, fried until crispy. Pour the boiling mushroom soup into the dumplings, and they sizzle with a spoon. They are delicious."

She can actually recite it?
Master Lin was very happy, "Little girl, do you like Wang Zengqi too?"

Xiao Zhao was very proud. "When I was little, I was a literary girl. I would read Wang Zengqi in bed in the middle of the night. I was so greedy. Master Lin, do you like Mr. Wang too?"

"Hahahaha, how old were you when you were a kid?" Master Lin was very happy. "I love Mr. Wang's articles the most in my life."

"I watched it in high school. I liked Renhui the most. I liked how she was free and independent."

"I'm a cook, I don't have as many insights as you do. I love the food described in Mr. Wang's articles the most, I've cooked all of them."

"Then can you make the pickles from Guanyin Temple? They are said to be sweet."

“Yes, yes, it’s air-dried and then pickled. The sweetness comes from adding galangal, which has a sweet taste.”

"What about the vegetarian dishes, noodles and buns made from bamboo fungus, magnolia slices and monkey head, and papaya wine?"

"Yes. But that's more troublesome and needs to be prepared in advance. What else do you like?"

“Fried corn.”

"People in the capital are surprised by what they see?" Master Lin was very pleased. "Simple, tender corn with pork leg, stir-fried with chopped green onions."

"I have both. Can you make one?"

"Okay. Today I'll make some mushroom dumplings, fried corn, and some sunflower soup that Old Man Wang likes very much. What else do you want to eat?"

"The egg pancakes sold by the old lady from Guangdong..."

"Okay, okay, that's the simplest one, it's lard pancake."

“There’s also lard.”

The old and the young were having a happy chat.

Bang bang, add more dishes.

Luo Yihang quickly stopped them.

It’s not that they are not allowed to do it, but they have to change the place.

It's already past four o'clock and the cafeteria opens at six, so we should prepare meals for the employees now.

Later on, there is Master Xu’s Maoxuewang and Perfumed Goose Intestines; and Master Wang also wants to show off his skills.

We need to add more dishes, and it takes too long.

If we continue to occupy the kitchen, dozens of people in the company will go hungry at night.

So, I'll go home...

(End of this chapter)