Fu Huaiming did not hide it because it was not something that could not be said anyway.
On the contrary, after smelling this smell, he thought of his mother even more.
His father died young, and his mother had raised him since he was a child. There was no shortage of food and drink at home, but after his father passed away, they were also harshly criticized.
At that time, there were times when they couldn't eat, but thanks to his mother's making these snacks, they often satiated their appetites.
Later, his mother passed away, and Fu Huaiming still misses this snack that his mother made.
In the entire Ningcheng, he has eaten at all the stalls that can name this snack.
But there are so many well-known stalls making this snack, which is completely different from the taste of my mother in my impression.
Although he had to admit that there were many snacks that tasted far better than his mother's, that was not what he was looking for.
Fu Huaiming's mother's craftsmanship is not considered to be the best, but for him, it is a kind of thought when he misses his mother.
After hearing what he said, Li Yiyang asked: "May I ask sir, is your mother very good at cooking?"
Fu Huaiming shook his head, "In my impression, she didn't seem to cook often. Later, when we encountered some difficulties in life, she started to learn."
"Now that so many years have passed, I can't help but miss the meals she made."
Hearing Fu Huaiming's words, Li Yiyang smiled. Speaking of this snack, it would be impossible for ordinary people to make it exactly like Fu Huaiming's mother.
His mother was used to being a lady and not very good at cooking. Their life was suddenly in trouble and they couldn't buy snacks for their children, so she decided to cook it herself.
But he has never cooked before, so how does he know how to make these things?
Ordinary people simply follow their own experience when cooking, and they are not like his mother at all.
All the ingredients are exactly as others say, without any deviation.
Others cook according to their own wishes, so each meal has its own taste, but his mother only followed the recipe and ingredients.
This resulted in the meals his mother cooked all tasting the same.
Those small stalls, based on their experience and personal tastes, have found a taste that everyone likes.
Wouldn't it be a fool's dream to find a place like Fu Huaiming's mother's food in these places that tastes the same?
"Sir, please try it first. After you have eaten it, I will tell you what the ingredients are like."
He pushed the plate in front of Fu Huaiming. Fu Huaiming had already wanted to eat, but he was just talking to him.
At this moment, he couldn't hold it in any longer, so he picked up the chopsticks and started swallowing.
After eating this taste, Fu Huaiming felt a little shocked and even choked up.
In just a moment, he had finished all the snacks and wiped his mouth. Fu Huaiming's face was full of satisfaction.
"If it weren't for you today, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to taste these delicacies in my life. I have promised you before. If you want anything now, just come back to my house and pick it up later!"
Li Yiyang was not polite, "Wait a minute, I will write down the recipe of this thing for you."
After coming out of here, they came to Fu Huaiming's house.
Seeing the collections here, Song Moyun and Luo Zibo's eyes widened.
It's just that they don't want anything that doesn't belong to them. This time, they are here for the chicken cup.
Li Yiyang quickly wrote down the formula for Fu Huaiming. After seeing the formula, Fu Huaiming's eyes flashed a little.
"Isn't this thing the same as the ones I saw before?"
Li Yiyang smiled, "The recipe is the same, but have you noticed the weight behind it?"
"As long as you follow the weights written here, and make them exactly the same, the taste will be the same as what your mother made."
Fu Huaiming's doubts gradually receded a little late, but he still didn't quite believe it.
Li Yiyang said: "Anyway, I bought so many materials just now. If you don't believe me, sir, you can try again."
After hearing what he said, Fu Huaiming was not polite to him.
He walked directly into the kitchen and made exactly the same recipe written down by Li Yiyang.
What he didn't expect was that the taste he made this time was still so familiar.
"That's right. This tastes exactly like my mother's. How do you know this?"
"It was the same when I was cooking at first. I was afraid that the cooking would not be good, so everything was put according to the portions written in the recipe."
"It's just a coincidence. I'm lucky enough to be able to cook food that tastes the same as your mother's."
Fu Huaiming let out a long sigh, "I have missed this taste for so many years, and now I finally taste it, and I am truly satisfied."
"Next, you can taste it anytime and anywhere. This is my blessing."
Fu Huaiming laughed twice and said, "You are quite interesting. You are not as conceited as others. You are very direct. I like it very much."
"I have promised you before that you can choose whatever you want here. Now you can choose."
Li Yiyang looked at Song Moyun, "I don't really want anything, but this old man has always wanted the chicken cup."
"The little thing is in my warehouse, you can go get it with me!"
After a while, he led these people to the warehouse, where the chicken bowl and cup were placed in a box in the corner.
After taking out this thing, Song Moyun immediately gathered around it with a little anticipation in his eyes.
After seeing this chicken bowl cup, his eyes straightened, so it was not that he had never seen good things before, but this was what he had been looking forward to for a long time.
"This should be the chicken cup you're talking about, right?
Since you want it so much, then take it and take a look to see if there is anything you like here."
This is quite grand, they just made him a snack, and even the things worth tens of millions can be given away casually.
"I feel bad for taking this thing for no reason. Otherwise, why don't I give you some money according to the current price outside?"
Fu Huaiming waved his hand, "I don't value the money. I don't lack this thing. It's rare to find someone who is destined for you."