C216 young man (1/2)

Within the kitchen, water vapor permeated the air. It was especially evident under the winter's temperature.

Seeing that more and more foam was coming out from the soup, Xiao Wen grabbed the spoon and scooped out most of it.

However, he knew that he could not disappoint the delicacies. As one of the most important dishes in the Chinese cuisine, it had to be meticulously prepared.

Therefore, he had already cooked the soup for two and a half hours. He picked up the ham, hens, ducks, and legs and put them aside – although these were all in the hotel, they would be thrown into the garbage can by the kitchen. However, Xiao Wen was a carnivore after all.

Ham can be air-dried, chicken duck can be cooked, pig's feet can be cooked until erosion, casually soaked in brine overnight, can also be savored, making the famous later generation Longjiang pig's feet.

Although Xiao Wen wasn't a fanatical carnivore, he still wasn't used to wasting other things just to eat a little cabbage. He had bought a salmon before, and used it to make thorns at home, while cooking soup at the side. Then, he would make cat food for his master — the taurine in the salmon meat was very beneficial to his master.

After the meat was scooped out, there was only soup left in the wok that had been simmering for more than two hours.

In these soups, there were also some fine, dusty foam and grease.

If it was an ordinary person, they might have been able to eat it this way.

However, this was also the reason why they were unable to cook a top grade dish like the boiled water cabbage.

And now, in order to successfully cook this dish, Xiao Wen had disregarded the cost.

Under Zhou Xian's gaze, Xiao Wen poured the chicken breast meat and pork tenderloin into the soup, shaking it slightly.

As Xiao Wen swayed, the originally red and white flesh became more familiar. At the same time, the fine foam and grease from the soup were absorbed into the meat.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Wen fished out the meat that was smeared with floating foam and grease.

”If I add some spices, I might be able to make a lion's head.” It was impossible to make meatballs by hand, so Xiao Wen planned to make these meatballs into Chinese meatballs at the other extreme, the Lion's Head.

However, this was not the end. It was impossible for him to finish absorbing the meat and grease in one go.

Therefore, Xiao Wen had to repeat this action two or three times until the soup became clear and free of impurities.

Seeing that Xiao Wen was cooking seriously, Zhou Xian suddenly said, ”Uncle, you came back today to catch up with the Winter Solstice, right?”

”Of course.” Xiao Wen nodded as a matter of course. ”After all, this is a festival that we have had since we were young. It's equivalent to half a year of Spring Festival. How could he not come back in time for the Winter Solstice? ”

However, Zhou Xian sighed, ”In the past, we didn't completely integrate into the big man. But now, his uncle had already entered the circle of nobility. If she stuck to these foreign things, it would bring about gossip. ”For the sake of Uncle's future career, today is our last winter solstice.”

”Why do you say that?” Hearing Zhou Xian's sudden words, Xiao Wen was a bit confused.

Although in terms of national feeling, the Zhuanxu calendar New Year, but the Lunar New Year, is not a foreign.

But to tell the truth, for a person like Xiao Wen in the twenty-first century, having a sense of recognition towards Zhanxu was a huge lie.

To Xiao Wen, even if it was New Year's Day and Christmas, it was still much more intimate than the new year of Zhuanxu Calendar, which he hadn't been in contact with in the twenty-first century.

After all, New Year's Day was at least a holiday.

And Christmas... Xiao Wen had a deep impression of that Christmas he spent with his junior in high school.

”I have made up my mind. If Little Uncle wants to spend the Lunar New Year in the future, you can do it yourself! In the future, I will not go through the Lunar New Year holiday. ” Zhou Xian said.

Xiao Wen felt awkward...

It seemed that Zhou Xian had hardened her heart to fully integrate Xiao Wen into the big man's society!

”F * ck!” It's fine if he fused with it! There was no point in spending the New Year alone. In any case, the new year for the Zhuanxu calendar is also the new year for the ancestors. Xiao Wen thought.