Lu Tianzhi listened to Feng Qingxue's words and chuckled, "Auntie, you've become so silly, if we can't finish the eggs, we can just pickle them and eat salted eggs!"
Pickled salted duck eggs are really delicious, the yolks can even ooze oil.
Thinking of the salted duck eggs Feng Qingxue used to give them, Lu Tianzhi's mouth watered.
Indeed, 'pregnancy brain' for three years, Feng Qingxue finally caught on, "Right, I really forgot. After dinner, I'll wash all the duck eggs and pickle two jars of salted duck eggs. A month or two later, when I'm not at home, you guys remember to take them out to eat. I remember when we just came back, I also pickled some salted duck eggs; they can be taken out to eat now. Let's eat them tonight, with congee."
Guan Yu and the inseparable Lu Tianzhi were like a pair of twins, following along with a slurp, "So looking forward to it!"
White rice porridge and the rich, oily salted duck eggs are simply a match made in heaven.
