Dreaming of Lion Rock: Recipe in Hand

Chapter 270 Ye Erba

After seeing off Yang Yaobei, Old Lady Chu brought her two children to the backyard.

"What are you doing here in your life?" she asked.

Chunni continued to work on her job and replied, "The county Chunni Restaurant is recruiting apprentices."

Since it was a work matter, Mrs. Chu did not ask any more questions. She snatched the mushrooms from Cici's hand and coaxed, "Little ancestor, these mushrooms are going to be sold in the restaurant. It would be bad if they were torn." She turned to Chunni and said, "Your Grandpa Li picked some tender mugwort outside and said he wanted to eat the mugwort cakes his mother had made!"

Chunni asked in shock: "Didn't Grandpa Li's mother die of complications during childbirth?"

Mrs. Chu nodded calmly, "Yes! He said he had eaten it in his dream."

"Puchi." Chunni thought that old man Li was a little cute. If he wanted to eat Yeerba, he should just say so! Why did he have to go through so many twists and turns?

"I hope his mother won't come to chat with him tonight." Old Mrs. Chu muttered.

"Hahahaha!" Chunni laughed so hard that she couldn't stop.

This Ye Er Ba still needs to be done, after all, it has been hanging in the system for more than half a year. Chun Ni has been so busy this year that she has completely forgotten about Ye Er Ba. It is not bad to take this opportunity to complete the task.

Yeerba is a traditional Sichuan snack, with the characteristics of being fragrant, moist, sweet and refreshing. Traditional Yeerba is made during the Qingming Festival, because that is when the most tender mugwort is available. Yeerba has two flavors: sweet and salty. Chunni thought of the salty Yeerba she had eaten in her previous life. It was soft, glutinous, salty and fragrant. When she took a bite, her mouth was full of oil. The taste was so delicious that her mouth was watering just thinking about it!

Although the authentic Yeerba is made of glutinous rice flour, its color is light green. This is because fresh wormwood leaf juice is mixed into the dough when kneading. The fresh wormwood leaf juice needs to be squeezed and filtered with gauze. The glutinous rice flour with wormwood juice is dyed into a beautiful green color.

Today, Chunni is going to make a salty filling with minced lean pork and minced rice sprouts. The lean meat has to be chopped very finely so that it flows with fat and juice when you bite it, and it should be salty, fresh and fragrant without being greasy.

"Dong Lin, go to the door of Lai Mao's house at the east end of the village and pick two banana leaves. I need them." Dong Lin ran straight to the kitchen after school and was drafted into the army.

"Okay!" Dong Lin was happy. He loved eating the delicious food made by his elder sister the most.

Dong Lin came back quickly and washed the banana leaves with water from the basin by the well. He handed the banana leaves to Chunni and was not in a hurry to leave. He just watched Chunni wrap the stuffing, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

"What's wrong?" Chunni asked curiously.

Old Mrs. Chu also stopped what she was doing and looked at her little grandson.

Dong Lin saw Chunni looking at him with concern, and he was not the shy person, so he told her.

"I ran into Xie Sigui on the road."

Chunni knew Xie Sigui. His father was an educated youth who went to the countryside, but he returned to the city after being admitted to university and never came back. His mother, strictly speaking, was still Chunni's distant cousin, but she was five generations older than him.

"That kid was rushing home carrying firewood that was taller than him. Haha, he is two years older than me, but still not as tall as me!" Looking at the busy elder sister, Dong Lin suddenly couldn't say what he wanted to say, and he abruptly changed the subject.

Chunni also often saw Xie Sigui carrying firewood back home, "Can his family burn all that firewood?"

She was also confused.

Rural people have no shortage of firewood. They use wheat straw, rice straw, and corn stalks to start a fire. If these are not enough, adults and children will go up the mountain to cut down trees and pick up some dry firewood to burn.

"He! He gave firewood to an elderly widower living near the school. The old man felt sorry for him and gave him a piece of sweet potato or a steamed bun from time to time." It was obvious that Dong Lin knew the inside story.

Chunni was a little shocked, "His mother didn't bring him lunch at noon!"

"Hey, his mother is working alone to farm and raise three children, it's hard! Fortunately, he is about to graduate, and he will go home to work with his mother. He should be able to support the whole family, right?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?" Chunni wasted another Yeerba, feeling a little depressed.

"Hehe, actually Xie Sigui is a nice guy. He even helped me fight last time."

Dong Lin was so annoyed that he didn't notice that Old Lady Chu was giving him a mad look!

"Ah?" Chunni raised her head and looked straight at Donglin. "Which fight were you talking about?"

Dong Lin realized he had said the wrong thing and quickly denied it, "No one, no one."

He picked up the schoolbag on the table next to him and kept shouting: "Oh, I haven't finished my homework today. I'm going to do my homework first!"

Then Dong Lin ran out quickly.

"Hahahaha! Grandma, do I look like a wicked woman? He is so afraid of me." Chunni couldn't help laughing.

Although Dong Lin gave up and left halfway, Chun Ni still kept Xie Sigui in her heart and thought about arranging a job for him when he stopped going to school.

The Yeerba made by Chunni is really delicious, but her favorite is Old Man Li’s.

He had never eaten the Ye'erba made by his mother, but when he was a child, he had eaten the Ye'erba made by the landlord in the neighboring village. The taste was unforgettable for him.

Of course, the Yeerba made by Chunni was also very delicious. He was amazed at the tenderness and juiciness of the Yeerba filling. The freshness of the pork and the crispness of the bean sprouts (pickles) formed the most perfect match. The glutinous rice skin was wrapped with a pool of thick juice, and it was so juicy when he took a bite, which was extremely satisfying.

"Well, it's delicious. It's even better than what the landlord's cook cooks." Old man Li sighed with enjoyment.

It tastes good, but it can't compare to that bite, he thought to himself.