While they were enjoying the barbecue, a breeze blew, and Tang Yaoyao suddenly sniffed her nose.
"What does it smell like? It smells so good, can you smell it?"
Tang Yaoyao held the skewer and turned her little head left and right, looking for the source of the fragrance.
This is the smell of mellow sauce. She has never smelled such a fragrant smell.
“You are talking about miso, right? Just those two jars over there.”
Zhou Ziwen pointed to the corner of the yard.
There are two big jars right there.
Speaking of which, he made this miso at the beginning of the new year. Calculating the time, he can eat it now.
In the past few days, the aroma of fermented soybean paste has emerged, and Zhou Ziwen is planning to find time to try it!
“Why does miso taste so fragrant?”
Tang Yaoyao asked with some disbelief.
"Haha, don't even look at who did it."
Zhou Ziwen proudly picked up the wine glass and took a small sip.
"Brother Ziwen, can you eat the miso you made? Can you make some and taste it?"
Tang Yaoyao rolled her eyes, if it weren't for the fact that there was a Chen Qiaoyi, maybe she would go over and hold his arm and act coquettishly.
"Try it, I haven't tasted it either. Go and get a spoon from the house. I'll open it for everyone to try."
Zhou Ziwen nodded.
Doenjang is a good thing. Here in Heijiang, if you don’t order doenjang every day, you will lose your appetite.
Zhou Ziwen has been here for almost a year and has accepted the customs here. He also likes to dip his meals in miso.
No, although today’s meal is barbecue, there are other dishes and there is miso on the table.
"Okay, I'll get it!"
Tang Yaoyao cheered, jumped to the kitchen, and came out with a spoon and a bowl after a while.
Tang Yaoyao spent a lot of time at his house and was very familiar with everyone's kitchen utensils and furnishings.
By the time she took out the spoon and bowl, Zhou Ziwen had already come to the sauce jar and opened the seal.
As soon as the seal was opened, a strong fragrance came out.
Anyone who smells this fragrance will feel their head freeze, and their whole body will be confused by the fragrance.
“It smells so good.”
It took a long time for Tang Yaoyao to react, and her eyes became bright.
"Brother Ziwen, get some out quickly, I want to taste how delicious it is."
Tang Yaoyao held Zhou Ziwen's arm and kept shaking.
But this girl only has two small light bulbs. Although she is young and beautiful, there is still something missing.
However, Zhou Ziwen quite enjoyed being held by such a young and beautiful girl.
He even thinks that the small ones are cute.
“Okay, put the bowl over and order some.”
Zhou Ziwen took the spoon and stirred it in the doenjang, and slowly he scooped up a large spoonful of doenjang. .
The soybean paste has been completely fermented and will look delicious.
Especially the aroma of miso wafts around, making your mouth water just by smelling it.
"Hey, here comes the miso."
Tang Yaoyao came to the table with small steps, holding the bowl.
Zhou Ziwen resealed the miso jar at the back.
He had made two jars of miso before, but now he only opened one jar. As for the other jar, he planned to put it away for later.
When Zhou Ziwen put the sauce jar away and returned to the table, everyone was waiting for him eagerly.
This is the first vat of miso that Zhou Ziwen has made. No matter what, I have to wait for him to taste it first.
Even though everyone was impatient, they still waited for Zhou Ziwen to come back before eating.
"Eat, why are we so polite? Zhou Ziwen glanced at them, but he also stretched out his hand, took a piece of lettuce, dipped some soybean sauce on it, and sandwiched two cucumbers, Green onions and finally two pieces of barbecue.”
Then wrap everything up and take a big bite into your mouth. The various flavors and the fragrance of miso are mixed together, which is simply a treat for the soul.
“Well, it tastes pretty good.”
Zhou Ziwen gave a fair evaluation.
But in his opinion, this miso still has a lot of room for improvement.
When he was making doenjang before, his cooking skills were not as good as they are now.
But for ordinary people, this is already a delicious food.
No, just look at Shen Zhaodi and Zhou Chaoyang.
“It’s delicious. I feel like I could eat three bowls of rice with just miso.”
“It’s so delicious. How could there be something so delicious?”
"Brother Ziwen, you are so awesome. After eating the doenjang you made, I feel like I won't be able to eat anymore."
"Yes, Brother Zhou, it's all because the doenjang you made is so good." Eat it, no, you have to compensate us.”
“I don’t want anything else, just a bowl of miso.”
Shen Zhaodi, Zhou Chaoyang, and Tang Yaoyao. Every word I say makes the abacus click.
"Haha, you think so, is miso so easy to make? I worked hard for several months to make it."
Zhou Ziwen glanced at them lightly.
“I’ll add money.”
Zhou Chaoyang was the first to raise his hand.
Friends are friends, brothers are brothers, but brothers still have to settle accounts!
“Well, a kid can be taught.”
Zhou Ziwen nodded with satisfaction.
It doesn’t matter if it’s money or not, it’s just that miso is a consumable product. The taste of it makes me want to eat it again after eating it once.
It’s okay to pay it off once or twice, but looking at the faces of Zhou Chaoyang and Tang Yaoyao, they want to use his miso as a long-term product!
Faced with this situation, he couldn't give it away for free.
It doesn’t matter whether you have money or not, as long as you mean it and don’t eat for free.
"Hey, thank you, Brother Zhou."
Zhou Chaoyang hurriedly thanked him.
The look of joy was as if he had picked up a big deal.
But in fact, this is also the case. Master-level miso craftsmanship is something that ordinary people cannot buy even if they spend money.
Zhou Ziwen was willing to share points with them because of their good relationship.
A group of people ate a barbecue for a full two hours.
By the time they finished eating, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.
Everyone present was exhausted, except Zhou Ziwen.
Even though Zhou Ziwen does not look fat, he has a well-proportioned figure and a different sense of beauty.
But his digestion ability is also strong, and his body needs more nutrients.
In order to ensure body nutrition, he also made nutritional powder, specifically to supplement body nutrition.
After resting for a long time, Shen Zhaodi and the others got up from their stools and followed Chen Shiying to clear the table.
Looking at the sky outside, the sun was just right. Zhou Ziwen was not ready to go out, so he lay on the deck chair and basked in the sun in the yard.
Zhou Chaoyang also followed suit, lying on another recliner, chatting with Zhou Ziwen on one side and on the other.
While chatting, I felt sleepy and fell asleep without realizing it.
By the time Zhou Ziwen woke up from his sleep, it was already past four in the afternoon.
When I returned to the house, I saw several girls chatting on the kang.
In front of them, there was a plate of snacks such as pine nuts and chestnuts.
They were eating snacks and chatting, which was very lively. (End of this chapter)