After Transmigration, I Picked Up A Husband and Daughter-Chapter 100 - Inviting San Ya
Chapter 100: Chapter 100: Inviting San Ya
Chapter 100: Chapter 100: Inviting San Ya
Su Yu’s admiration for Jiang Ziling was hard to contain, “Ziling, your hands that can master the longbow to shoot down flying birds, also work in the fields to cultivate hope, and now even this delicate needlework is done so skillfully. What is there that you cannot master?”
Jiang Ziling heard this and a warm smile formed on his lips, “The only thing I have not yet mastered is cooking. It seems that to satisfy the joy of taste, we still have to rely on your exquisite culinary skills, Ah Yu.”
Su Yu playfully imitated the posture of a restaurant waiter, her voice filled with teasing and affection, “Alright, dear guest, please rest for a moment, I will present you with delicious dishes in just a moment.”
Jiang Ziling was amused by her playful manner and laughed out loud, ripples of joy stirring in his heart.
How could one not be charmed by such a lively, interesting woman, full of wisdom yet retaining innocence?
Regarding ingredients, the ones Xie Qifen brought last time not only included several green peppers and two white radishes, as white as jade, but there were also fresh tomatoes, slender green beans, and several plump eggplants left.
Having thought it through, Su Yu decided to make a sweet and sour tomato eggplant soup, accompanied by green pepper stir-fried pork that was spicy without being overpowering, and a refreshing and crisp stir-fried white radish, three seemingly simple dishes yet rich in flavor, sufficient to satisfy their hungry stomachs and the desire for comforting warmth in their hearts.
Just by visualizing these dishes in her mind, Su Yu inadvertently let out a faint swallowing sound as if the aroma of the food had already begun to spread in advance.
She carefully washed each leaf and every fruit; the eggplant was meticulously diced and soaked in water to prevent oxidation and discoloration, preserving its delicate texture.
By then, the wok was already preheating. The tomatoes were carefully chopped into small pieces, and as the oil temperature rose, the tomatoes were poured into the wok. During the stir-frying, the bright red juice sprang up like a fountain. Water was added along with a pinch of salt and a few drops of rich soy sauce, creating a broth with a bright and vivid hue, awaiting the boiling moment when the eggplant would gently immerse, dancing together to compose a praise of deliciousness.
Taking advantage of the time simmering the soup, Su Yu hand-picked a piece of meat and patiently cut it into uniform small dices.
When the eggplant was soft and flavorful, she served it out, cleaned the wok, added new oil, and into the hot oil she sprinkled dry red peppers and Sichuan peppercorns. The instant burst of fragrance was overwhelming, striking straight to the heart. Then, the diced meat glided in, stir-fried to an enticing golden brown before finally adding in the green peppers— the collision of colors and scents was mouthwatering.
As for the white radishes, she chose to stir-fry them quickly over high heat, locking in their crispness and fragrance with just a few flicks. The simple seasoning preserved the vegetable’s most natural flavor.
When all the dishes were laid out on the table, Jiang Ziling had arranged the dinner setting neatly and warmly, with every bowl and chopstick perfectly in place.
Su Yu nodded in satisfaction and said approvingly, “You really are capable.”
She then stood at the threshold, her voice crisp and warm as she called out, “Xixi, come eat.”
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Accompanied by the sound of cheerful footsteps, San Ya came running over, holding the smiling Xixi, whose little face beamed with innocent joy. The family sat together, the air filled with a sense of happiness and peace.
The sunlight slanted across the stone-paved road, and a light breeze brought a hint of coolness.
San Ya crouched down and gently placed Xixi on the ground, speaking softly, “Let’s go home to eat, your little tummy must be rumbling, right? After eating, your sister will play hide and seek with you, okay?”
Xixi’s little face showed reluctance, her chubby hands clutching tightly at San Ya’s clothes, her bright eyes full of pleading, seemingly silently saying, “Stay with me a little longer.”
San Ya looked up, her gaze sweeping past Su Yu’s graceful features, her voice soft yet tinged with helplessness, “Xixi, be good and listen. When the Sun hides behind the mountains, I will come find you, and we can watch the fireflies together, okay?”
Despite Xixi’s inability to express herself with words, the firmness of her little hands and the persistence in her eyes were enough to make anyone feel her deep attachment to San Ya.
Seeing this, Su Yu smiled at the corner of her mouth and exchanged a knowing look with Jiang Ziling beside her. The two understood without saying a word—the dependency Xixi had on San Ya was like that of a little animal to warmth, natural and pure.
Parting her lips slightly, Su Yu suggested, “San Ya, you’ve been playing outside for so long; you must be hungry, right? Come in and try some of Auntie’s cooking; I made a few special dishes just for today.”
San Ya hurriedly waved her hand and said with a shy smile while looking down, “Auntie, thank you, but I already ate at home this noon.”
However, Su Yu’s enthusiasm was like a spring breeze that couldn’t be refused, “Just a little bit. The food Auntie made is really delicious; you should try some, it won’t be any trouble.”
As she spoke, she winked at San Ya, her eyes full of love and expectation.
As if sensing something, Xixi’s big eyes sparkled with anticipation. Her little hand tightly clutched San Ya’s fingers, her small body leaning forward slightly, almost pleadingly looking at San Ya. That silent invitation softened San Ya’s heart.
In the end, unable to resist Xixi’s persistence, San Ya was half-pulled and half-dragged into the house.
Seeing this, Su Yu swiftly added a set of exquisite tableware and said with a beaming smile, “Don’t be shy, just like you’re at your own home, eat as you wish.”
Worried that the dishes on the table weren’t abundant enough, she turned and walked into the kitchen. After a bustle of activity, a fresh, golden brown, fragrant scallion and egg pancake swiftly emerged from the oven.
Looking at the array of delicious dishes on the table, San Ya’s throat involuntarily swallowed, the bright colors and steaming heat of the dishes emanating a tempting aroma that made one’s mouth water.
Seeing San Ya hesitate, Su Yu took the initiative to serve her food while gently coaxing, “Eat more, look at you, you’re as thin as a kitten. You need to get more nutrition.”
San Ya tentatively tasted a bite of the food, and at that moment, it was as if fireworks went off in her eyes, her delight clearly overflowing.
For her, a young child accustomed to simple fare, these flavors opened a whole new world of taste sensations.
She had never imagined that such simple ingredients could combine to create such delightful tastes, every bite so rich and flavorful, striking straight to the soul.
The shyness and restraint she felt earlier were now completely forgotten.
Like a little animal whose appetite had been stoked, San Ya heartily enjoyed the rare culinary delight, her face brimming with a satisfied and happy smile.
While ladling her a bowl of carefully simmered soup, Su Yu said with a smile, “Take your time, no rush, good food should be savored slowly.”
Watching San Ya scarf down her food, a warm current welled up in Su Yu’s heart.
This scene reminded her of when she was an apprentice and her own master would heap praise upon her cooking, that genuine joy and sense of accomplishment.
Now, San Ya’s reaction was undoubtedly the greatest acknowledgment of her culinary skills.
