"Have you heard of bamboo shoot?" As Grandma Gu spoke, she instructed the servants to take the things from Meng Nianyao and put them into the fridge. "When I was young, I grew up in the countryside. Sometimes, I didn't have the opportunity to eat meat. At that time, when we killed chickens, we had to add a lot of ingredients to ensure that everyone in the family could eat it. During that time, food was scarce. Everyone tried everything in order to make the food more filling. Once, my family and I went up the mountain. We were lucky and found a lot of bamboo shoots, so we brought them home and cooked them with chicken soup. It was very fragrant. It became the most delicious thing I ate in my childhood, but as my life got better and better, there were fewer and fewer bamboo shoots. So every time there were bamboo shoots for sale, I would make a pot of soup based on my family's recipe to satisfy my craving." As Grandma Gu spoke, a nostalgic look appeared on her face.