Eating the delicious breakfast, Shen Baobao completely forgot about her stomach discomfort.
She held a fried dough roll, enjoying it immensely with pickles and a dish of cucumber mixed with fried dough sticks. Occasionally, she would take a big slurp of the delicious vegetable porridge, displaying her straightforward and unpretentious Yanjing girl demeanor to the fullest.
"Xu Bao, what was the name of the dish you said you were going to make again?"
"Snowflake Chicken Nao."
"Nao? As in the 'nao' from 'nao teng' (making a fuss)?"
Lin Xu initially thought his Baobao was just joking to liven up the atmosphere. But seeing the curiosity on his father-in-law's and mother-in-law's faces, he wrote down the character:
"It means 'mud.' The dish involves preparing the chicken to a mud-like consistency that resembles snowflakes."
Upon hearing this, Shen Guofu immediately slammed the table.
