All Children Like Fried Food

To refine magical tools, one must first find the core materials.

But Lin Mo didn't have any, so he asked his system to borrow some from other systems to use as prizes for the next provincial competition.

As for the three sinful souls in his hand, Lin Mo sealed them into a yellow talisman.

He decided to put them aside for now and transfer them to the Emperor's Human Banner once it was made.

After finishing all this, Lin Mo went home and went to bed.

Life in the countryside was comfortable and relaxing. Lin Mo spent his days doing homework, reading books, and watching TV.

Normal people's lives don't have so many ups and downs.

On the other hand, his cousin Feng Binbin would occasionally go out to play and have late - night snacks.

Grandma always told Feng Binbin to take Lin Mo with him when he went out.

However, Lin Mo knew that Feng Binbin just went out to play mahjong, play billiards, and have snacks.

So he simply accompanied his grandma and helped her water the vegetable garden.

After all, there were still many vegetables that could be planted in the winter in eastern Guangdong.

Every day, messages of greeting would come from a young girl on his phone.

It could be said that everything in his life was going on in an orderly manner.

The Chinese New Year's Eve was approaching step by step.

There were many things to do during the Spring Festival, such as buying New Year goods, doing a thorough cleaning, and making fried snacks.

Buying New Year goods was easy. You could go to the supermarket. There were many stalls on the streets of the small county selling all kinds of New Year goods.

But most of them were unbranded, and the prices weren't much cheaper than the genuine products.

"Hey, Yuzi (a nickname), is it really necessary to buy such good stuff?" Feng Binbin couldn't help saying as he looked at the things in the shopping cart.

"It's not that good. Don't worry, Brother Bin. I have money."

Originally, Feng Binbin didn't know that Lin Mo had money. It was only later that he heard that Lin Mo had won more than ten thousand yuan in school scholarships, had his tuition fees waived, and even had an additional meal subsidy.

All these things surprised him.

The tuition waiver and meal subsidy were actually applied for by Chen Xiaoya for Lin Mo.

If Lin Mo were just an ordinary orphan, it would be easy to get the tuition waived.

The main reason he got the meal subsidy was actually his academic performance.

Chen Xiaoya once asked if Lin Mo wanted to live on campus and said she could arrange a room in the teachers' dormitory for him.

Obviously, this was the principal's arrangement, but the principal wouldn't come forward in person.

However, Lin Mo refused. Firstly, he couldn't bear to leave his little landlady.

Secondly, he couldn't bear to miss the delicious meals cooked by Aunt Zheng.

So the school also subsidized his rent at a standard of two thousand yuan per month.

There was no other reason, just because he had good grades.

It could be said that Lin Mo was making money while studying.

If Lin Mo really became the provincial top scorer, Guangba Middle School would regain its former glory.

After journalists found out about Lin Mo's background, they would definitely report it extensively, and the school's help would also be reported accordingly.

It would be such an honor to offer timely help to the top scorer.

Even if Lin Mo didn't get the top place, with his strength, he still had a chance to be among the top three.

So the school was willing to spend a little money to achieve a great result.

Of course, the world was very realistic.

In his previous life, Lin Mo's academic performance was always in the middle - lower range, and the only subsidy he got was a half - waiver of tuition fees.

In this life, since Lin Mo's academic performance was among the best, the subsidies naturally increased.

If you were a good - for - nothing, why would you think someone would give you a hand?

It's better to allocate more resources to those who are valuable.

If you were a valuable person, then naturally someone would give you a boost.

After buying the New Year goods, the two of them rode their motorcycles back home.

As soon as they got back to the house, they saw Grandma kneading flour.

"Auntie, what are you making?"

"Making dan san. You kids like these kind of deep - fried snacks, don't you?"

The dan san with fermented bean curd, also known as maye or paicha in the north.

The shape was not very different, just different names.

Grandma's dan san with fermented bean curd was one of Lin Mo's favorite childhood snacks.

At this time, the dough was completely reddish - brown, with many black sesame seeds in it.

The reddish - brown color was because of the addition of fermented bean curd.

Fermented bean curd was red fermented bean curd, with a sweetish taste and a very strong fragrance.

Adding lard and garlic water made the fried dan san even more fragrant.

This was why Lin Mo only loved the dan san made by his grandma.

But he could only eat it during the Spring Festival.

There were many kinds of dan san. There was also a kind that looked very fluffy and big.

To make the dan san crisper, people usually added baking soda to increase the crispness. But if they wanted it to be fluffy, they had to add "stinky powder".

The chemical name was ammonium bicarbonate.

Although the name didn't sound good, it was a proper food additive.

Basically, all the large and fluffy fried foods you could see on the market had this "stinky powder" added.

However, this stuff was basically non - toxic.

But Grandma only used a little baking soda when making dan san.

After kneading the dough, you still had to roll it flat with a rolling pin.

Seeing Grandma struggling to roll the dough, Lin Mo took the rolling pin.

"Let me do it. I have more strength."

Then, Lin Mo rolled the whole dough into very thin dough sheets.

Grandma picked up a knife and started cutting the dough sheets. She made three cuts on them, with the middle one long and the two sides short. She stacked two dough sheets together, picked up one end, and inserted it into the middle cut.

The prototype of the dan san was ready.

Making dan san was not complicated at all. Lin Mo also remembered that his mother had made dan san before, but she bought the pre - rolled dough sheets from the market.

It was just like how southerners were used to buying dumpling wrappers from the market to make dumplings.

They would make their own fillings, but the dumpling wrappers were always bought on the side.

Because southerners really couldn't tell the difference in dumpling wrappers.

After making the dan san with fermented bean curd, Grandma didn't fry them right away. Instead, she continued to knead the flour to make jian dui.

The dan san was just an extra, while the jian dui was a must - make.

After all, in eastern Guangdong, there was a tradition of starting to fry things before the Spring Festival.

It was meant to bring good luck, symbolizing a prosperous and happy new year.

Whether it was really lucky or not was hard to say, but it was definitely delicious.

Most of the jian dui made in Crane City were hollow.

You would roll a hollow ball and then blow air into it.

Of course, you couldn't think too much about these things.

It would be disgusting if you did.

However, the freshly - fried dan san with fermented bean curd was really delicious.

Lin Mo, the so - called "scumbag", took a photo and sent it to three girls in a group message, promising to bring some for them to taste.

The most excited one was his little deskmate, Jiang Yunlu.

There wasn't much of a Spring Festival atmosphere in Jiang Yunlu's family.

Because her father didn't know how to make these things, especially fried foods. He would even refuse to let Jiang Yunlu eat them on the grounds of health.

She had to beg her aunt if she wanted to eat French fries.

So she was very interested in the dan san that Lin Mo sent a photo of.

The least excited one was naturally Xie Yuling.

Because she had also sent Lin Mo many photos of fried foods.

Such as fried shrimp chips, you jiao (a kind of fried dumpling), and dan san that was much lighter in color than Lin Mo's.

There was also a photo of Xie Yuling sitting on the sofa eating fried shrimp chips.

"Hey, for the first time, I felt that this girl had such long legs."