"It is normal not to understand our local dialect. You haven't been here for a long time. Although you can understand normal communication, you may not understand more complicated ones."

Chen Nian said he really didn't understand.

He had never known that the dialects in Shanxi were so abstract.

I could only watch Zhang Chuanfang go aside to peel a big potato, then wash it in water, take out a special wipe, and start wiping it on it.

Chen Nian has seen such things, and many people have kitchen utensils similar to those in their homes.

This can be used to rub potatoes, radish or zucchini, and there are many types of these rubs nowadays. You can change the moving slices inside to make shreds of potatoes of different thicknesses.

But the potatoes that are rubbed out of this rub are not shredded but mud-like.

Just when Chen Nian thought this thing was mashed potatoes, he saw that Zhang Chuanfang had already started to put the mashed potatoes on a cage cloth and squeezed the water inside into a small basin.

"If you want to make this, you have to wait a little longer. There is also potato powder in this water. If you put it for a while, the powder will sink. Then pour out the water above and the things below and you can use it."

After Zhang Chuanfang's explanation, Chen Nian understood this step.

My sister-in-law called that thing the potato powder, but Chen Nian knew that it was actually the potato starch that had settled.

After a while, after the potato starch settled, Zhang Chuanfang picked it up and carefully poured out the water on it, and then put the wet potato starch that had been muddy below and the potatoes squeezed out of the water together.

Then add a little water, start to reconcile them, and finally use your hands to make them one by one and put them into the last empty space of the cage.

"Isn't it? Can we start steaming?"

"Yeah, it's time to start."

Zhang Chuanfang went to the stove to prepare a pot of fresh boiling water, but Chen Nian still had movements when he saw Gao Genzhu.

First, I cut some potato slices, then cut a few pieces of pumpkin and put them in another cage.

"These two will be steamed together, and they will be very delicious when eaten."

Chen Nian nodded, now he was a little numb.

There are so many ways to do this.

But what Chen Nian never expected was that Gao Genzhu had not stopped after doing these two things!

I took two bowls, poured them into one bowl with sealed to put the tomato sauce, and the other bowl was filled with chopped diced lamb, green onions and various seasonings, and finally put the two bowls on the steamer with potatoes and pumpkin.

Looking at these tomato sauce aged in my heart, I still feel a little emotional.

The great man he is now in is like a place similar to a superficial historical novel.

But the order of dynasty should still be after the Ming Dynasty.

To put it seriously, tomatoes seem to have not been fully popular at this time, but now I can eat tomato sauce here.

Finally, Chen Nian could only sigh that this parallel time and space is indeed different from the history he has learned.

"Brother Genzhu, if you put anything in it now, I wouldn't be surprised at all."

But at this time, Gao Genzhu spread his hands: "It's really gone now. Everything you should do is ready. Now I just wait for the water to boil and steam it."

Chen Nian finally breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he began to look forward to it more and more.

After the water boils, Gaogenmao puts the two containers on it and covers the lid to steam.

Chen Nian also silently estimated the time in his heart.

About fifteen minutes later.

Gao Genzhu lifted the lid of the pot, and the steam inside suddenly came out.

"Okay, wife, go get the jealousy, I'll take these down." Gao Genzhu directed.

"What about me? Brother Genzhu, what do I want to do?"

"You...just wait and adjust your own ingredients."

Chen Nian nodded and sat at the table.

Then he followed Zhang Chuanfang as he followed the example and poured the vinegar into the bowl, poured about one-third of it, and then put some salt in it.

Then put the tomato sauce and meat sauce that Gaogenzhu had previously steamed in the pot into a bowl.

"Aged, if you like spicy food, add some chili oil in it."

Chen Nian nodded and put a spoonful of oil-based chili peppers into his bowl.

"And how do we eat it?" Chen Nian asked again.

Gao Genzhu also put everything on the table at this time.

"Eat whatever you want, I'll tear open the croaker, the river, and the buckwheat fish. If you want to eat one by one, you can make more food in a bowl and mix it together. We don't have that much care at home."

This should be shown above. Although you can find it online, I still think we are doing better there. I will upload the picture when we return to our hometown at the end of the month.

Then we will show you the stone slabs of our ancestral slabs of buckwheat noodles, river beds, and what those things look like.

I can only speak some things in local dialect, and I don’t know how to express them in Mandarin. Then I can see if my mother or grandma can give you a standard dialect.
Chapter completed!