Aunt Chen nodded in agreement: "Anyway, after so many years, I haven't tasted anything like this. I really don't know how they made it. Come, try this date."
With that, she used a spoon to scoop up a date and brought it to Lele's mouth.
The date had absorbed some moisture during steaming, so the skin didn't look as wrinkled as dry dates, and the golden sea buckthorn juice filled in the wrinkles, making it look quite cute overall.
Bringing the date under her nose to smell it, the unique sour fragrance of the sea buckthorn fruit mixed with a hint of acidity seemed to instantly open a pathway from the esophagus to the stomach.
"That's the taste!"
Lele was very pleased: "Just by smelling it, I knew no sugar was added. Sugar would ruin the taste; it has to be the original flavor to pack a punch."
As someone from Shanxi, sourness is an indispensable part of life, with the annual vinegar consumption per capita being many times that of other provinces.
