It's best to buy ingredients early for soup, otherwise they won't be fresh, and the taste will suffer.
"Mm."
Melanie absentmindedly replied, her mind filled with fear, as if her soul had been sucked out.
Vivian didn't ask further, she put on her slippers, picked up a canvas bag, and went downstairs to the supermarket at the community entrance.
After checking out, she carried the heavy shopping bag all the way back to the apartment.
She cut the ribs into even small pieces, put them into a pot with cold water, added a few slices of ginger and a spoonful of cooking wine, and simmered them slowly on low heat.
Once the water boiled and foam appeared, she gently skimmed it off with a slotted spoon to remove the odor and impurities.
She dried the pot, heated it until it lightly smoked, poured in a little oil, then added the ribs to sauté over low heat.
The oil popped and sizzled with a golden hue, edges slightly crispy, then she'd slowly poured in boiling hot water.
