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Chapter 335: Chapter 322: Hot and Sour Rice Noodles

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Probably because they had been carefully selected for Zhuang Qingning, these sweet potatoes were large, uniformly shaped, and unblemished. They were impeccably clean after a simple rinse with water.

Next, they were grated.

A metal board with numerous holes drilled into it was used to grate the sweet potatoes. Then, the sweet potato was strained through a piece of cloth used for filtering tofu. This process was repeated several times until all of the starch in the sweet potato chunks had dissolved in the water. Left to settle for a day or two, the water above the settled starch was drained off, fresh water added, and the settling process repeated.

After doing this several times, all the water was cleared away, leaving the leftover starch that had settled at the bottom. This soft white starch was then dried under the sun until completely dry, then ground into a fine powder. This is what is now known as sweet potato starch.

Made into dough with an appropriate amount of water, the dough was beaten in a large colander with holes in it. As the dough fell through the holes, it formed elongated strips resembling noodles. These were then boiled in boiling water. Once cooked, they were cooled in cold water, then sun-dried on a rack, thereby becoming the bundles of glass noodles common in modern society. This process was more labor-intensive and time-consuming than making tofu. It took Zhuang Qingning three whole days to finish drying the glass noodles on the rack.

Luckily, with the sunny weather all day, the noodles were almost dry. Zhuang Qingning then began to prepare the chickens she had purchased from town.

Two chicken legs were made into mouth-watering chicken, the chicken breast was made into cat food for Snow Globe, and the rest was made into chicken soup.

In the delicious chicken soup, a chunk of cooked glass noodles was added, along with seasonings, peanuts, pickles, and the like, to make a clear soup noodle.

Zhuang Qingning invited Zhuang Yonghe’s family over for dinner that night. When the delicate and delicious dishes were served, she brought out these glass noodles last.

“Give it a try,” Zhuang Qingning said with a smile.

Zhuang Yonghe, Mrs. He, and others all tried a mouthful and couldn’t help but praise.

“Delicious,” Mrs. He nodded nonstop. “The soup is fresh, and the noodles are chewy. I’m telling you, Qingning, one bowl is not enough, I’ll need two.” “It’s a good thing Mingliang isn’t here. If he were, he’d need three bowls,” Zhuang Yonghe joked. Then he added, “But, delicious as it is, could it be a little too bland…?”

Zhuang Yonghe has always loved flavorful food. When they were poor and there was nothing good to eat, he would eat steamed cornbread with just a green onion and a green chili. Now that life is better, his home is always stocked with chili oil and the like. He always adds a spoonful of chili oil to dishes others find perfectly seasoned.

Having grown used to eating flavorful food, suddenly eating this clear soup, while delicious, made him feel like something was missing.

“Here, Uncle Yonghe, try this,” Zhuang Qingning brought another bowl of glass noodles from the kitchen.

This bowl of noodles, unlike the previous clear soup noodles, was just as fragrant but in a richer, heartier way, mixed with spicy and sour flavors. Its bright red color was mouthwatering.

Zhuang Yonghe’s eyes lit up at the sight. “Let me try this one.”

As he spoke, he took the bowl and started eating the glass noodles.