Having gotten up early in the morning, Yuan Zhou felt fairly spirited. The small wound on his hand was likewise no longer hurting. He was quick with his hands while picking the tremella and was even more professional than an experienced worker.
The tremella was very beautiful. The first one that Yuan Z hou picked looked like a peony. It was plump and tender with its color milky white and besides, was pretty and glossy. The whole petal-like part was tottering in Yuan Zhou’s hands.
The tremella that Yuan Zhou picked for his own use didn’t have any connective tissue. Once it was washed clean, it could be used directly.
Therefore, Yuan Zhou couldn’t wait to soak and clean it and then carefully wash the impurities away. Only after that did he get down to the preparations of the dish.
