OBS Chapter 397 Preserved Eggs Come into Being
Chapter 397 Preserved Eggs Come into Being
"Qingqing, are you sure you don't want to boil them in water? Can we just crack them open and eat them?" Old Yang, who had prepared today's porridge, asked uncertainly while looking at the mud-covered chicken and duck eggs that Daxin brought over.
"Uncle Yang, it's okay. It's already cooked inside." As Gu Qingqing finished her words, there was a "pop" sound, and she took one covered in mud and ash and knocked it on the table.
As the muddy eggshell was peeled off, a golden and crystal clear egg appeared in front of everyone.
"Is this cooked? Why is it golden yellow instead of white? How can it be cooked without boiling in water?"
Not to mention that Old Yang didn't understand, even Wen Wuyan and Zhao Dong and the others who gathered around him didn't understand.
Gu Qingqing smiled and picked up the eggshell that she had just dropped on the ground, held it in front of everyone and explained, "This looks like mud, but it actually contains slaked lime. Others may not know, but Brother Dong should understand how hot slaked lime is. Use the wood ash eggs with lime and put them aside for more than ten days before you can eat them."
"Are we going to eat all these today?" Zhao Bei also came over and pointed at the unpeeled chicken and duck eggs and asked.
"Well, help me peel it."
Gu Qingqing said as she placed the wrapped eggs in a basin of clean water.
The name for preserved eggs made from eggs is different in each place. Some places also call them preserved eggs. In the environment she was exposed to since childhood, only those made from duck eggs were called preserved eggs, and those made from chicken eggs were called changed eggs.
Since this thing was created by her in this era, it is natural for her to have the say on how to call it.
Zhao Bei moved quickly, but when he peeled open the duck egg shell and looked at the yellow-brown egg white inside, he was surprised again, "Sister-in-law, is this bad? Why is yours golden yellow, and mine is dark brown?"
Gu Qingqing glanced at the preserved egg in his hand and said, "Because the cooking methods are different, the presentation is different. Peel off the front part of the shell and let me see."
As Zhao Bei peeled the egg shells bit by bit, clusters of silver pine flower shapes appeared on the egg white, especially against the backdrop of the preserved egg, they looked like stars in the deep sky.
"Wow, mom, this is so beautiful, like a snowflake on it." Wenrou exclaimed from the side.
Gu Qingqing looked at the patterns of the pine flowers, and she felt relieved. "They are very beautiful. Let's peel them quickly and give them to everyone tonight."
Peel, wash, cut into pieces, drizzle with sauce and serve.
With the addition of new things, no one was in a hurry to pick up their chopsticks. They seemed to be waiting for Gu Qingqing's call.
"Everyone try it and see if you like the taste." Seeing everyone looking at her, Gu Qingqing asked everyone to pick up their chopsticks.
"Hahaha, then I won't be polite." Old Yang had been eyeing this egg of odd color for a long time, and stretched out his chopsticks towards the duck egg with a soft core.
He smelled the strange smell before eating. Just when he was wondering whether it tasted good, Zhao Bei, who was sitting opposite him, pursed his lips and widened his eyes.
Old Yang paused and asked hurriedly, "How is it?"
Zhao Bei felt the juice of the preserved egg slowly slide across the tip of his tongue, a taste he had never tasted before lingering in his mouth. He saw that several people were looking at him, and he narrowed his eyes slightly and immediately shook his head, mumbling "It's not delicious."
But he quickly picked up another piece with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth.
Is this the first time for those present to eat at the same table?
As soon as everyone saw his expression, they knew that this thing must be delicious, and they rushed to use their chopsticks to grab the preserved eggs and the transformed eggs.
"This tastes so strange, it doesn't taste like duck eggs at all," said Old Yang.
"Egg whites are chewier than boiled duck eggs," said Zhao Dong.
Gu Qingqing, who had been eating in the kitchen with her children before, moved her table to the door of the kitchen after Wen Wuyan came back. Seeing that Old Yang's table was eating happily, Gu Qingqing just rubbed a little bit of the candy on the tip of Ah Zi's chopsticks to taste it.
Wen Wuyan noticed her situation and asked in confusion, "Qingqing, you don't want to eat?"
"This is cooked with lime. I'd better eat less now. I'll eat it when I can eat it." Ever since she had her baby, she has been paying close attention to her diet.
Wen Wuyan just nodded after hearing this. It was obvious that Gu Qingqing had been brainwashing him a lot during this period of time about what was good to eat and what was bad to eat.
"Mom, you can't eat preserved eggs, so you can eat scrambled eggs." Wen Xin said as she used her chopsticks to pick up a piece of egg from the cucumber for Gu Qingqing.
"Mom, there's me too, you can eat too." Wenrou followed closely.
"Okay, eat your own...give me one." Gu Qingqing originally wanted them to eat their own food, but when she saw Li Xin picked up an eggplant with chopsticks and wanted to give it to her, he happened to hear her words and his hand stopped in mid-air, not knowing whether to give it or not.
Seeing this, Gu Qingqing naturally reached out her bowl and took the feed from Li Xin.
As for preserved eggs, do you like them?
She didn't rush to ask everyone whether they liked it or not, because century eggs and chili peppers are very similar. You may not like it at the first bite, but you may want to try the second and third bites. After you finish eating the food on the table, if you are still exploring and lingering on the taste, it means you like it.
So, when all the preserved eggs and preserved eggs on the table were eaten up and everyone was smacking their lips to savor the taste, she knew the answer.
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In town, Wen Ji Luzhu.
"Uncle, what would you like to eat today?" Luo Meihua greeted a regular customer.
"Hey, it's still the same as always, a spoonful of marinated offal, two slices of vegetarian chicken and two slices of dried tofu." The visitor was very familiar with the things in the shop, and as he spoke, he handed over the large Haikou bowl he brought with him.
Luo Meihua took the bowl and quickly put the food in it for the old man. She then said, "Uncle, our shop has launched new preserved eggs and preserved eggs today. The taste is very unique. Would you like to take one home to try?"
When Luo Meihua came out this morning, Gu Qingqing gave her the preserved eggs and preserved eggs made at home and asked her to start selling them today.
The old man was confused after hearing this, and his forehead wrinkles were like wavy lines like water. "What the hell?"
Luo Meihua had a typical smile on her face. She raised her hand and pointed at two bowls by the window. There were several duck eggs and chicken eggs covered with mud in each bowl, and there was one half-shelled egg in each bowl.
Everyone can see the translucent golden preserved eggs and the brown preserved eggs with snowflake patterns.
"Uncle, this is a preserved egg, made from duck eggs. This yellow preserved egg is made from chicken eggs, a new product in our shop."
"Hey, this color looks novel. Since it is made of duck eggs and chicken eggs, why isn't it white? Why are they two different colors?" The old man stared at it with wide eyes, finding it very novel.
"The cooking methods are different, and the colors are different. Would you like to take some home and try the taste? It tastes very different from boiled water."
"How to sell this?"