Chapter 97: Chapter 97: You don I t like bitter gourd either?
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They then put the mushroom slices, shredded carrots, and onion shreds into the pot and stir-fried them until the onions were half-transparent. Next, they added fish tofu, shrimp that had had their veins removed, and finally, put in the half-cooked scrambled eggs.
Then they mixed the cooked rice into the stir-fry.
They added salt, soy sauce, sugar, black pepper, and other seasonings, and finally put in the bitter melon.
A simple bitter melon shrimp fried rice was ready.
In the refrigerator, there were some chilled and marinated pickled pepper chicken feet she had prepared earlier. They were boneless and refreshingly crispy.
She also added a few cold dishes.
A plate of fried rice for each person was simple but enough.
However, when Morgan Zhekova saw the bitter melon, she scrunched up her little face.
“Bitter melon, it’s so bitter,” said Morgan Zhekova.
“No picky eating!” Adrian Zhekova said sternly.
Morgan Zhekova and Cindy Clarke were both stunned.
Before Cindy could say anything, Adrian Zhekova came out with that comment first. This attitude seemed a little off!
Adrian Zhekova continued, “Bitter melon is good stuff, especially for eating now. It can clear heat and detoxify, so you should eat more.”
Morgan Zhekova guarded her plate, not sure what she was trying to protect it from.
“If it’s that good, Uncle, you should eat more!” Morgan Zhekova said, “Is it enough? If not, I have plenty here.”
Adrian Zhekova stiffened and said, “I have enough. Don’t try to give me your share.”
Morgan Zhekova realized, “Uncle, you don’t like bitter melon either?”
Cindy Clarke looked at Adrian Zhekova.
Morgan Zhekova continued, “I am a child, and it’s okay for me not to like bitter food. But I didn’t expect such a grown-up like you not to be able to eat it either.”
“Who said that?” Adrian Zhekova picked up a piece of bitter melon. “I just don’t like it. It’s not that I can’t eat it.”
After saying that, he stuffed a slice into his mouth, “See!”
Morgan Zhekova clapped enthusiastically, “Uncle, you are so amazing! Then you can have all of mine.”
“Fat chance!” Adrian Zhekova reacted quickly, immediately covering his plate.
“Eat your own! ”
Sheldon Rowland looked at Adrian Zhekova, then back to Morgan Zhekova.
He thought to himself, “Truly like father and son.”
Not only do they both dislike bitter melon, but even their movements to cover their plates were the same.
Sheldon Rowland wasn’t picky, and he actually quite liked the taste of bitter melon.
So he didn’t bother with the father and son duo, and had already scooped himself a spoonful of fried rice.
Within the fried rice were bitter melon and shrimp, as well as a slice of fish tofu.
Sheldon Rowland stuffed it all into his mouth in one go.
The individual grains of fried rice had a springy mouthfeel, mixed with the
sweetness of the shrimp.
But no matter how delicious the shrimp is, too much of it can get tiresome.
However, it’s a different story with the addition of bitter melon.
The slightly bitter taste of bitter melon plus a hint of sweetness, paired with shrimp when eaten together.
The delicate bounce of the shrimp combined with the crisp bitter melon created a complex and intriguing texture.
And the shrimp’s sweetness intertwining with the slightly bitter taste of bitter melon made Sheldon Rowland unable to stop eating.
“Good heavens! This is so delicious!” Sheldon Rowland praised, “This dish is incredibly refreshing.”
“Just came in from outside and I felt so hot. Eating the bitter melon suddenly made me feel much more comfortable,” Sheldon Rowland said.
“Right? I was worried that after being out in the sun for so long, you guys would feel better if you had something to clear the heat when you came back,” Cindy Clarke smiled and said.
“You two should give it a taste,” Cindy Clarke said to Adrian Zhekova and Morgan Zhekova.
The large and small duo exchanged glances.
Eventually, they both scooped a spoonful from their plates.
Adrian Zhekova stuffed the food in his mouth first and raised his eyebrows at
Morgan Zhekova.
See, I ate it!
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