The taste will tell

In summer, it has been hot and rainy, and the rain drops on the soil, permeating the youthful vitality. To this hot summer, add a different kind of wonderful.

I used to think, "I'm going to cook a meal and give it to mother." However, for various reasons, the meal I cooked by myself has not yet come out. Now, I finally get a chance to do well. I thought to myself, "Hey, how does it taste? The taste will tell."

Stroll down several crowded streets and into the wet market. Half an hour passed, under the guidance of my mother, carefully selected and bought the ingredients that I recognized.

On the way home, the sunset clouds dyed the horizon, the sunset is infinitely good, smile hanging in the mouth.

"Da, da, da..." A slim, busy figure appeared in the kitchen. I am doing a little "procedure", mincing garlic and salted fish, preparing to make a meal - fish fragrant eggplant, mother's favorite. Eggplant in the mouth, juicy, delicious, extremely delicious. I am proud in my heart, happy to think: used to stand beside my mother to watch, make it will not be too far." Turn on the fire and preheat the pan, don't rush to throw in the garlic and oil, you have to boil the remaining water in the pan and the temperature is high enough. Right now, it's my time to shine. Drizzle the oil around the edge of the pan, then gently add the garlic for a quick stir fry. But I still can't avoid the disaster of being splashed with oil, for a moment, like the tip of a needle into the skin usually. I couldn't help thinking that my mother would often be oil splashed on her arm? If you don't, you leave a scar. The explosion of garlic brought back my thoughts. The smell, the taste of the mouth.I used to think, "I'm going to cook a meal and give it to mother." However, for various reasons, the meal I cooked by myself has not yet come out. Now, I finally get a chance to do well. I thought to myself, "Hey, how does it taste? The taste will tell."

The big project is still running normally. Next, the eggplant goes into the pan, constantly stirring. Put in a third of a ladle of water, cover the pot, and let it simmer for a long time. In the long wait, the mother came to inspect and asked kindly, "How is it?" It smells good." Heart Mei Mei Da, showing a sweet smile, said: "Very good ah, almost can be served."

After ten minutes, flatten the aubergines with ease and add salt, Zhu hou sauce and small chillies. I tasted the taste and felt a little bit off the salt. The eggplant in my mouth carried a little bit of heat, and the taste and flavor were good. End excellent aroma and perfect fish fragrant eggplant, put in front of the mother, smiling at the mother, said: "Taste, should be OK."I used to think, "I'm going to cook a meal and give it to mother." However, for various reasons, the meal I cooked by myself has not yet come out. Now, I finally get a chance to do well. I thought to myself, "Hey, how does it taste? The taste will tell."

The mother chewed and said, "It's very good, it tastes very good!"

One taste is not the other. On the tip of the tongue, there is the collision of taste buds between love and delicacies.