An askreddit question, “What amazingly delicious food have you accidentally made?”
The top-voted reply is, “Do marinaded eggs count?
It was when I was still going to school. One day, I bought some breakfast, which included a marinaded egg. I took one bite and almost threw up from how salty it was. It was awful. So I figured I’d make my own marinaded eggs at home. It was 2011 back then, and tiktok and Kuaishou [another short video platform] didn’t exist yet. I didn’t even own a phone yet. And I figured out how to make the most amazing marinaded egg at home by myself.
How delicious is it? My mom’s coworker auntie took an entire bag of eggs to my house to have me marinade it. My mom’s boss called to ask exactly what ingredients were in it. She tried making it tons of times and always failed.
It’s been 10 years, and my marinaded eggs aren’t just popular in my family, my in-laws and my husband’s side of the family loves them too. Last year, when we all gathered for the New Years, everyone demanded I bring a big plate of marinaded eggs. They all ate one and were delighted.
Some people might ask why I don’t sell these marinaded eggs. Because I just wanted to make some to snack on, and I’m worried someone will have a bad reaction or something and come sue me, and it’s kind of embarrassing to go sell marinaded eggs on the side of the street as a uni graduate. I can give you all a recipe for my marinaded eggs though, and you can try it. If you can replicate the taste of my marinaded eggs 100%, feel free to go sell them. I’ve asked my friends what my marinaded eggs taste like, and they described that the egg whites are a little chewy, and the yolk is soft but not salty. At first, it’s tastes of faint tea leaf fragrance, then the umami of the yolk, and finally a slightly sweet aftertaste that makes you want one more.
I won’t waste any more of your time.
First, cook the eggs in beer, about 15 minutes. Then peel the eggs and set them aside.
Brew a pot of tea leaves and prepare a bowl of cold water. Put the peeled eggs into the tea, then fish them back out and put them in the cold water. Do this several times, and finally leave the eggs in the tea.
Then, fill a pot with water and bring to a boil. Take bay leaf, cinnamon, and sugar at a 1:1:0.5 ratio and pour it into the water. Add one spoonful of aged soy sauce, one spoonful of regular soy sauce, half a can of beer.
Then, the most important step!! Poke your eggs with a toothpick. You just need to make one hole, until you’ve reached the yolk. Don’t pierce your eggs all the way through. Then, put your eggs into the marinade (which should be boiling now. Skim whatever’s floating on top, then add another spoonful of aged soy sauce and half a spoon of oyster sauce). Wait until the water cools to room temperature and put in the eggs.
Then, add in the tea the eggs were sitting in before and leave it for a night. You can eat them the next day. The eggs will have turned slightly yellow and smell of the fragrance of tea. When you bite into it, they’ll be super chewy and make you crave more.
I’ve read everyone’s comments and they’re all really funny. I’m just from a normal blue-collar family. Nobody really drinks tea in my family. My grandma opened a mahjong parlour in our community, and she’d buy those giant bagfuls of wholesale tea leaves, and that’s what I used. From what I know, it’s not any fancy tea leaves at all, should be something anyone can afford. And as for how much a “pot full of water is”, it’s just a pot, full of water, like the pot you used to cook regularly.
And for the first step where you cook the eggs in beer, you’re cooking them in straight beer, no water added.
ETA: My husband told me this response has went viral, and he said we should just go ahead and open a livestream and show people every step, but I refused. Some people asked to know exactly how much spice to put in, so I’ll clarify. I usually throw in about 5-6 bay leaves, 4-5 chunks of cinnamon (in those little rolls you can get from the supermarket), and about 20 cubes of sugar. My grandma’s mahjong parlour’s been closed for ages now. Now, I just buy tea leaves by the pound on the street.”
Comments say, “So anyone’s tried it? Is it good or not?”
“I don’t get it. Why do you have to repeatedly put the eggs in tea and then cold water? And how long do you leave it in each? One minute, or five minutes?”
“I hated eating bread as a kid, so I’d cut long bread into slices, cover it in egg yolk, and then fry it, and it’s so fucking good. One time, when I went back to my hometown, my grandaunt even especially came over to ask if I grill my bread or fry it. I think I was in middle school.”
Under the hashtag #experts claim that the institution of marriage will collapse if the expectation of bride prices continues, a blogger writes, “Lol. The institution of marriage is collapsing because of bride price. Who’s asking for bride price? Women. Women are ruining marriage.
What a beautiful example of blaming everything on women.
Bride price is just the most obvious symptom of the collapse of marriage. You’re not going to analyse any deeper than just skin level?
And who even says we need the institution of marriage anyways?
Wake up and look at the future.”
Comments say, “Women are ruining marriages, so remember to never marry women, kay.”
“What? The institution of marriage will collapse!? That’s fantastic news!! Hurry the hell up!”
“All these experts are why society is collapse. They’ve got nothing to do all day and yet take up all our resources. At least the working class is solidly creating value.”
A tiktok video showing the reasons why a row of primary school kids don’t want to run laps:
“I sprained my foot yesterday.”
“My stomach hurts when I run.”
“I’ve got a bit of a cold.”
“I’ve got a cough and my mom says I shouldn’t run.”
“I’ve got an owie on my leg.”
“My toes hurt.”
“My legs are feeling weak.”
“My leg, my leg is bleeding.”
“My stomach hurts.”
“My foot’s been hurting for days, and it still hurts now.”
Comments say, “They’re not leaving many excuses for the kiddos behind them.”
“Why do all these kids have such heavy bags under their eyes?”
“I just saw a post about a little girl who had a heart attack while running laps T_T”
Under the hashtag #without 10 minute breaks between classes, primary kids are making friends in the bathroom and #going to the bathroom is the most fun part of the day for kids now, Phoenix News writes, “Primary school kids are starting to hate school. First grader Chen Xiang Xiang has been complaining about not wanting to go to school at home. At school, she never gets to run around on the field. Aside from morning exercise and PE classes, for their breaks, their teachers don’t let them leave the classroom. Aside from getting water or going to the bathroom, everyone has to remain in their seat. Without classroom breaks, kids aren’t just not getting enough exercise, they’re having trouble socialising too.
Zhang Pei found that her daughter’s been going to school for over a month and still don’t recognise some kids in her classroom, much less make any friends. But she did get to know a kid from a different class—they met while going to the bathroom.
Xiao Xiao Elementary has issued policies, “Less loud screaming, less running around.” It’s not just a suggestion. The school will give points to the quietest classroom, and take away points for kids found running around outside. This affects which class gets picked to display the red flag.
But where there’s policies, there’s workarounds. Kids have their own ways. Since they can only leave the classroom if it’s going to the bathroom, a lot of kids will go to the bathroom whether they need to pee or not. And going to the bathroom has become the most fun part of elementary school kids’ day. If you happen to run into your best friend from kindergarten in the bathroom, it’s indescribably exciting. Slowly, the bathroom’s become the social hangout for primary school kids.
Does the school know that a hot spot the bathrooms have become? Of course. Third Grade Xin Tian returned home and excitedly told his parents that he’s become a class leader. The parents asked and found that he’d been appointed “Bathroom Manager”. His main task is to wait in the boy’s bathrooms during classroom break, and reports kids who are done peeing and yet don’t return immediately to class. His parents find this utterly ridiculous.”
Comments say, “Less loud screaming, less running around…I don’t understand how this sentence can exist. Running around and yelling is natural to a kid. So long as they’re not hurting anyone or themselves, just let them play. How bad can it get for just 10 minutes? Are they gonna blow up the school or what?”
“Why would such a fucked up education system even exist.”
“Lol, and they want us to have more kids? So they can oppress them into insanity too?”
A biography of a communist spy during WWII named Tian Zhongqiao, who disguised herself as a merchant or a farmer or a beggar, and travelled throughout the various resistance groups in Dongbei. She was captured three times and withstood torture every time, only to end up betrayed by her own husband. Upon finding out, she thought of a plan to use fake information to create suspicion among the enemy and kill her husband. Later, she was successfully rescued. She passed away on the 15th of March, at 99 years of age.
In 1939, Japan invaded Dongbei, and Tian Zhongqiao disguised herself as a beggar in order to meet up with her handler. But her handler never showed up. Only a couple of Japanese soldiers showed up. They had very specific orders, to arrest a female beggar, and she was the only one on the whole street.
No matter how Tian Zhongqiao tried to explain it, the Japanese soldiers completely ignored her and dragged her away.
That day, the Japanese soldiers tied her to the pillar in their prison to torture. They used red-hot iron pliers to pierce her fingers, burning them black. They pulled her fingernails off one by one. She withstood all the torture they heaped on her and never revealed any information.
In order to break Tian Zhongqiao’s will, the Japanese soldiers directly told her, “Give up, you’ve been betrayed. The time, the location, they even gave us detailed information of what you looked like. That’s how we captured you.”
When Tian Zhongqiao heard that, she could feel her brain going blank. Someone betrayed the resistance. So who was it? She swore to herself she would discover the traitor.
Finally, one day, after she passed out after torture, she vaguely heard a familiar voice, “I’m sincerely joining your side! Otherwise, why would I hand you Tian Zhongqiao?” Tian Zhongqiao gathered her wits and listened closely, and suddenly felt fury and grief, because that person was her own husband, Xun Yushen.
That’s when a plan formed in Tian Zhongqiao’s mind.
The next day, when the Japanese came to torture her again, she yelled loudly, “I’ll tell you everything! I’ll tell you everything! Stop beating me, please!” The Japanese soldier immediately grinned, “That’s what a smart person would say.” And Tian Zhongqiao told him that, “Xun Yushen is my boss. He’s faking his surrender!”
The Japanese soldiers wanted to hear more from Tian Zhongqiao, but she cooly demanded, “I have more information, but I’ll only tell you if you improve my treatment.” The Japanese soldiers were forced to agree for information.
That day, Tian Zhongqiao saw Xun Yushen’s clothes in a pile of laundry. She looked around, saw that no one noticed her, so she quickly stuffed a slip inside the pocket. On it was written, “Yushen, if you’ve gotten their trust, then you have to be careful.”
Soon enough, this slip appeared on the Japanese commander’s desk, and Xun Yushen was killed for reasons he didn’t know until the end.
In 1945, after Japan surrendered, the CCP sent out a team to find Tian Zhongqiao. They found that she had already lost her mind, and could no longer walk with her legs. With the help of the community party, Tian Zhongqiao slowly recovered, but she had to spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair.
Tian Zhongqiao never remarried, but instead adopted over a dozen orphans of war, and lived until 99.
Tian Zhongqiao faced the torture of the enemy and withstood it with her iron will. Faced with the betrayal of her closest family, she chose to get her revenge and kill the traitor. It’s because of countless war heroes like Tian Zhongqiao that we were able to drive out the Japanese invaders. This is how we can all live in peace today. We should pay our respects to heroes like this.
Comments say, “Men are the worst.”
“”Men protect our country.”“
A tiktok video of a Palestinian rally, where a man is holding up the body of a toddler high, saying, “Are you seeing this, Israel? She’s just a chid!” I’m obviously not going to show the video.
Comments say, “The kiddo’s scalp is falling off T_T I don’t know what to say. I hope Israeli Nazis can get their just desserts one day, and leave Palestinian land forever. The Palestinian people are never going to forgive them. You don’t forget hate like this. What a poor kiddo.”
“As a mother, I curse these Israeli demons, that they’ll never have good karma in all their reincarnations. I’m so angry I’m in tears and yet there’s nothing I can do. Who can save them T_T”
“Poor kiddo, I feel so bad for her. It must’ve hurt so bad for a little kid. I can’t stop my tears T_T When is this going to end? Israel’s totally gonna get payback for this.”
“I just recalled the line again, “Favouring girls is basically just another form of favouring boys.” And I finally understood, that the logic behind it is that all the people who claim to favour girls really only prefer girls because they have a better return on investment. You don’t have to buy a house or a car or prepare a bride price for them. And once you’re old, they can still take care of you on your sickbed. They like girls because they’re cheap, and they yield high returns. They don’t like girls because they’re girls.
And the reason this line of thinking exists is because people don’t believe that there are people in this world who just simply prefer girls for the sake of it. Everyone must naturally prefer boys.
It’s just like the line, “Who doesn’t want a son and a daughter both?”
Well, I don’t. A lot of people don’t.”
Comments say, “I don’t want both. I’m worried I’ll give birth to a Wu Xieyu [guy who murdered his mom].”
“I’ve wanted a daughter since I was a little kid. I can’t tell you why. I just want one. Now I’ve finally got my wish fulfilled.”
just desserts -> just deserts (yes, it's pronounced like "desserts" but it's spelled with one s; comes from the same root as "deserve")