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Chapter 446 Granny Meng and Hu Spicy Soup

"One more thing?" He Ping looked at Fang Bie.

"Hmm." Fang Bie said seriously.

"Tomorrow I want to drink hot and spicy soup."

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Tomorrow I want to drink hot pepper soup.

This is indeed a very important thing, and it needs to be specially warned.

He Ping remembered it, so early the next morning, a large pot of hot Hu spicy soup was placed in the center of the courtyard, overflowing with fragrance.

Hu spicy soup is a special product in Henan. Although it looks ugly, it tastes mellow and delicious, which is very appetizing and refreshing.

It can be said that although there is no salty porridge similar to the southern preserved egg and lean meat porridge in the north, Hu spicy soup has taken the place of such salty porridge and has become a breakfast soup that is very suitable for all ages.

The Hu spicy soup is mainly pepper. It also uses the broth made from big bones as the base material, then adds pepper, powder ground from chili, and then thickens flour, ginger, star anise, cinnamon and other spicy seasonings. After boiling, add mutton gluten, wait until the mutton gluten is tossed and cooked in the pot, then pour gluten water into the pot, continue to cook until the soup becomes thick, then add vermicelli, green onion, salt , monosodium glutamate, soy sauce and other seasonings.

At the end of the pot, add an appropriate amount of sesame oil and vinegar for the final seasoning.

This is Hu spicy soup.

Don’t say that he wants to drink Hu spicy soup in the morning, so He Ping woke up early in the morning. Guo’s kitchen has all kinds of condiments. I have been busy in the kitchen for almost an hour, and finally when the east is white, I boiled a pot of hot and spicy soup and put it in the courtyard. I heated it slowly under the pot to prevent it from cooling down.

Of course, there are a wide range of food to accompany spicy soup. There is a custom that almost everything can be soaked in spicy soup. Bubble.Sometimes even a sweet breakfast like sugar cake can be soaked in hot and spicy soup.

Of course, as for the flavor, it is really a matter of opinion.

"When I woke up this morning and saw Sister Ping by the side of the pot, I really thought I had reached the Naihe Bridge." Fang Bie said with a smile.

Shang Jiuge didn't get this stalk for a while, so he couldn't help asking: "Why?"

"Because Po Meng is selling Po Meng soup." Fang Bie said with a big laugh.

The people around couldn't help laughing together.

After laughing, of course, everyone sat around and ate together. This time, it was very traditional fried dough sticks served with Hu spicy soup. Although eating fried dough sticks for breakfast is inevitably a bit greasy, Hu spicy soup looks sticky and very greasy. After adding pepper balsamic vinegar to the spicy soup, it is hot and sour and delicious. It is unexpectedly very greasy, more appetizing and refreshing, and it is really delicious and tight when combined.

Shang Jiuge quickly finished his bowl, and turned to Po Meng, no, it was He Ping who showed the empty bowl: "Give me another bowl."

When Shang Jiuge got his wish and came back with a bowl, Fang Bie looked at the greasy corner of Shang Jiuge's mouth and smiled: "Let me tell you a joke."

"A joke?" Shang Jiuge was taken aback, then looked at Fang Bie: "Tell me, I like listening to jokes."

"It's said that Meng Po has been selling Meng Po soup by the Naihe Bridge, but she has never tasted the taste of this soup, so one day she couldn't bear the curiosity and made a bowl for herself."

"And then?" Shang Jiuge was very curious about the follow-up after hearing this story, after all, it was really interesting.

Although it's not funny at all.

"And then it's over." Fang Bie looked at Shang Jiuge.

"After drinking the soup, Po Meng continued to sell soup by the Naihe Bridge. She never knew the taste of the soup she sold. Finally one day she couldn't bear it anymore and made a bowl for herself."

Shang Jiuge was taken aback for a moment, then took a sip of soup.

"Not funny."

"Then let me tell you something funny?" He Ping said from the side.

"Okay." Shang Jiuge said quickly.

Even Xue Ling and the others around him pricked up their ears to listen. After all, Fang Bie told a lot of jokes, but Sister Ping really didn't tell any jokes.

"It's said that Meng Po sells Meng Po soup by the Naihe Bridge every day, day and night, endlessly." Sister Ping said quietly: "These days will never end, and finally one day she couldn't help but found Yan Lord, tell Lord Yan."

"I have lived by this bridge of Naihe for countless years. Even if I have committed a great sin, it is time to pay it back. I think it is time for me to reincarnate and become a human being."

"Yan Wang laughed and said: I have been waiting for you to say this for a long time."

"Grandma Meng, you have worked for the underworld for 500 years, and you have made great achievements. Drink this soup quickly, and then you can be reincarnated and go back to the world again."

"Meng Po took orders and finished drinking Meng Po's soup."

"The eyes gradually changed from clear to muddled, and then became clear again. She looked at Yama, and Yama also looked at her."

"Do you know who you are? Hades asked this way."

"Grandma Meng shook her head and said she didn't know."

"Okay, then from today onwards, you will be called Po Meng. I will send you to the Naihe Bridge to take charge of the bridge. From now on, every ghost who crosses the bridge will have to drink a bowl of Po Meng's soup before they can leave."

"Wait until you feel that your merits and virtues are complete, then you can come to me and reincarnate."

"Reborn as a human being."

"Grandma Meng thanked the leader, and then returned to the bridge of Naihe."

"Sold soup to every ghost crossing the bridge."

He Ping finished speaking word by word. In fact, the story He Ping told was vivid and vivid.

But none of the people present laughed.

Although it's kind of funny.

After all, such a Mengpo who was played with by her own Mengpo soup is really pitiful, sad and ridiculous.

But even Shang Jiuge could understand that the Po Meng He Ping was talking about was almost herself.

The atmosphere became a little heavy for no reason.

In fact, Duan Wu hadn’t eaten much meat, wine and meat after amnesia, and after recovering his memory, he would not eat this bowl of hot and spicy soup. His breakfast was just tofu mixed with shallots and porridge and steamed buns. Hearing this sentence, he couldn’t help but sing Amitabha.

Fang Bie lowered his head and smiled, then raised his head: "May I sing a rap for everyone?"

Although it was just to divert the topic to clear up the atmosphere, Xue Ling was still taken aback: "rap?"

People around couldn't understand where rap is and what it meant.

"That's what I mean by singing a song for everyone."

Don't translate it.

"Okay." Ning Xia said with a smile.

"Please."

Fang Bie nodded, picked up the spoon for eating Hu spicy soup, and tapped the empty bowl in front of him lightly.

The sound is agile and light.

"Look at this bowl, it's big and round."

"Look at this soup, it's delicious and sweet!"

Before the words finished, the people around couldn't help laughing again, even Sister Ping, who had a calm face, covered her mouth.

As for Fang Bie's song, in fact, he hasn't finished singing yet.

PS: (I think it’s super appropriate not to sing a big bowl of wide noodles here!

Of course it is the Plus version, not the original two-sentence version. )

(End of this chapter)