Food starts with Mapo Tofu

Chapter 428 Pancake Fruit (seeking monthly pass)

In other people's territory, Chen Nian will naturally not use his own weaknesses to challenge other people's majors.

Chen Nian is not cowardly at all when it comes to cooking, but he is not a person if he is fighting.

To put it bluntly, in this martial arts hall, those disciples lined up for him to pick, and he probably couldn't pick out one he could beat.

And Chen Nian felt that he might not even be able to beat Shen San's wife.

So when you think about it, it is reasonable for them to eat a lot, just like athletes and soldiers eat a lot, because they consume more energy every day.

Although Chen Nian made breakfast in the morning, he still wanted to go out for a walk. After all, Tianjin's Goubuli buns and pancakes are quite famous.

Although I went to school in BJ before, I have never been to Tianjin.

In addition, after returning to Chengdu after graduation, Chen Nian did not want to let go of this opportunity.

Although he also knows that there may be some discrepancies between the pancakes of this period and the pancakes of later generations, but cultures develop slowly, and food, as a kind of culture, will also change with the changes of the times, people's tastes and materials. Life is becoming more and more rich and continuous improvement is carried out.

To eat the delicacies of this period at this time, what you want is that flavor and feeling.

It's like going to Sichuan to eat Sichuan cuisine, and Shanxi to try noodles.As a cultural symbol of a city, Chen Nian naturally cannot miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to check in.

But after all, these breakfasts are also made by myself. If you don’t eat a bite, you can’t justify it, so Chen Nian only drank a small bowl of rice porridge and ate a deep-fried dough stick in the morning. After the breakfast time was over, he greeted Master Sun and went out first. went.

Of course, his rhetoric was to go out to buy some daily necessities and come back.

Now Chen Nian has about an hour of activity time, which is enough for him to take a stroll around here, and walk out of the gate of the martial arts hall. Chen Nian chose the opposite way to go to the vegetable market.

Most of the poor people on the street were still wearing sackcloth, their braids were coiled on their heads, some were carrying bamboo baskets on their backs, and some were pulling flatbed carts full of goods.

But occasionally you can see a car passing by, just looking in from the window, most of the people sitting in it are foreigners, only a small part are familiar Chinese faces.

But these people are obviously not in the same world as the poor people on the street.

But besides that, there are some well-dressed students walking on the road holding books, and they also look more confident and proud than others.This year is 1918, think of it this way, it's May [-]th next year.
In this era, reading is not the only way out, but being able to read is a matter of glory, and scholars in this era will change the world in the future.

There are still many people hawking on the side of the road. Some stalls sell melons and fruits, and some sell breakfast.

There was a lot of steam in the morning, and there were a few dilapidated small tables and benches around, and people sat on the small benches and ate wontons.

But this early stall was not the target of Chen Nian, he wanted to find a pancake seller.

After walking another half street like this, Chen Nian found a stall selling pancakes.

There were already some people around there, and Chen Nian, who was afraid that the pancakes would be sold out, just wanted to walk forward quickly, but his eyes turned away inadvertently, and he saw a tall man at the corner of the street, with a gorgeously dressed lady snuggling beside him.

And when Chen Nian saw the lady for the first time...

"Bad woman!"

Chen Nian recognized the other party at a glance, it was Su Yunjin who came to look for senior brother Tang Dechun yesterday morning.

Sure enough, this woman doesn't have that kind of relationship with her senior brother, otherwise why would she be snuggling up to a man at this moment?
Judging by the intimate behavior, it is clearly a lover or a husband and wife relationship.

It is absolutely impossible to be brothers and sisters and father and daughter, and mother and son are even more outrageous.

"Her name seems to be...Su Yunjin?" Chen Nian couldn't help thinking in his heart.

But for some reason, Su Yunjin seemed to have sensed Chen Nian's gaze, turned around, and met Chen Nian's gaze in the vast crowd.

Just because he glanced at Chen Nian in the crowd, the man next to Su Yunjin noticed it: "What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing, I just seem to see someone I've seen before, but it seems to be wrong." Su Yunjin said with a smile.

"Well, don't run around after you go back for a few days. It's good to let the master take care of the chamber of commerce. We will go to the Jingwumen to compete in a few days. Then they will definitely target me, maybe they will attack you." The man said in a deep voice, but it could be heard that the words were full of indulgence.

"Shen San would do such a thing?" Su Yunjin asked curiously.

"Shen San won't, Tang Dechun won't, but others don't have to." The man said with a sneer, "Jinwumen is just relying on Shen San's reputation, and Tang Dechun, the others They are all trash, and trash likes to use tricks outside the market."

"Tang Dechun was your former big brother, do you have confidence in meeting him?" Su Yunjin asked again.

Hearing this, the man turned his head: "are you worried about me or him?"

Su Yunjin raised her eyebrows, and rolled her eyes at the other party full of coquettish anger: "Of course I'm worried about you."

But after this conversation, the man didn't see Chen Nian after all.

Because Su Yunjin had cleverly shifted the topic to other places as early as the very beginning.

And Chen Nian didn't know this, he only knew that Su Yunjin and himself looked at each other just now.

"Did she see me?"

"How to do?"

"That man won't come back and beat me up?"

For a while, Chen Nian was still a little panicked, as if he was discovered while peeping at others.

But soon Chen Nian thought about what he had to be afraid of?
Didn't you just take a look?

Everyone is so far away, as long as the man chases him, he will run away.

But fortunately, those two people left soon.

Although there are some doubts about Su Yunjin, the pancake fruit is more attractive to Chen Nian now.

When he came to the booth, Chen Nian asked in a not-so-standard Tianjin dialect: "Brother, what's in the pancake fruit?"

"Hey, you're asking the question, are you from out of town? As soon as I heard you talk, I knew that there are only a few kinds of pancakes and fruits, pancakes, fried Qin Huier, green onions, and sauce."

"Then try one, and add more sauce." After listening to Chen Nian, he nodded, thinking that there are indeed few tricks, but this also shows that the pancakes are authentic at the moment.

"Add more sauce to make it salty, brother, your taste is really strong!"

"It's all about the taste of work, the emphasis, and the strength!" Chen Nian said.

"That's true."

After speaking, it was convenient to start making pancakes and fruits.

The reason why the pancake fruit is called this name is actually the literal meaning. The pancake is still his pancake, but the fruit actually refers to the pancake.

And 粉 is fried pasta. In Tianjin, Hebei and some parts of Shandong, fried dough sticks are generally called 粉子.

It's just that as it spreads more and more widely, for the convenience of use and identification, it becomes a fruit.

The fried Qin Hui mentioned by the stall owner earlier is actually the same. Fried Qin Hui is also fried dough sticks, which is a folk name.

Watching the stall owner pick up a small tweezer, pour a stream of batter on the large iron pan specially made for pancakes, then take a special tweezer, and start drawing circles skillfully.

After three or four laps, the original batter has been evenly spread on the iron plate.

Under the roasting of the iron plate, the side against the iron plate began to harden and become brittle, and the stall owner used a small shovel to gently shovel it a few times, and the whole thing was peeled off from the iron plate.

I was very anxious to see the action, but in fact, none of the steps that should be done was missed, and the heat that should be required was not lost. The stove for spreading pancakes was hung on a small cart, and there was a place for tools next to it.

There is also a small basin on the platform next to it, and there is a brush covered with sauce that looks like an old actor.

After the pancakes were basically spread out, the stall owner picked up the brush and began to swim around on the pancakes. The brush was majestic, the posture was wild, and the movements were inadvertent. It was because he forgot his palms and palms, and he had reached the highest level of using a brush. realm.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to describe it with Manqing's brushwork, facial features and willow bones.

Under this brush, it looks like a wild dog flying out of the sky and then leaving in the dust, a whole movement of flowing clouds and flowing water, like a cloud of smoke.

After brushing the sauce, he boldly cut a peeled green onion into two pieces, put them in the middle of the pancake, and then folded two deep-fried dough sticks into it and rolled them up together.

He picked up the shovel and shoveled it in the middle. Although the strength was heavy, it did not cut off the outermost layer of foreskin.

It's like when Chen Nian was cooking squirrel mandarin fish, although the knife was deep, it didn't hurt the fish skin at all.

I didn't expect the master to be among the folks!
After that, I pulled a piece of straw paper from the side that had already been cut, and put the pancakes on the straw paper with a light shovel with a shovel. I haven’t seen what’s going on in the past, so I’ve folded it left and right for convenience. up.

When he came back to his senses, he had already paid and walked aside with the pancake fruit.

Looking at the pancake fruit in his hand, there is no egg, no ham, lettuce and tenderloin in it.

It is a simple pancake brushed with sauce and rolled with green onion fried dough sticks.

I took a sip, and it was quite fragrant.

Chen Nian found an unobtrusive place and slowly squatted down. Although there was a clean and hygienic ditch next to it, and there seemed to be a pirate dog bathing in it, it would not affect Chen Nian's performance at all. appetite.

Finding the right direction, Chen Nian just opened his mouth in one bite.

The crispy pancakes make a crackling sound, like eating a biscuit, and they feel deliciously warm.

The second layer of taste is the sauce. I have to say that the combination of sauce and noodles is perfect. As long as the sauce is pure enough, no matter how the noodles are made, they can form a perfect combination.

Although it needs more sauce after aging, the pancakes on the outside and the deep-fried dough sticks on the inside are fully mixed with these sauces in the mouth, and the taste is not so salty after neutralization, but it only adds an inexplicable style.

In addition, although there is no lettuce in this set of pancakes, two scallions are rolled directly into it. After the taste of the sauce, the scallions are spicy.

When he was in Honghong Restaurant, under the influence of Yan Lili, he began to like eating raw garlic with noodles, but now this bite of scallions, although there is no smell of noodles with scallion oil, but this kind More straightforward. The spicy taste has always been very able to stimulate people's appetite.

At this moment, aging thought of Shandong's scallion dipping sauce.

Now isn’t that just a scallion dip?

There are green onions and sauce, hey, look, they are a perfect match again!

However, scallions are spicy, but when eaten with fried dough sticks and pancakes, the stimulating taste is also weakened a lot.

After just one bite, Chen Nian felt that his mouth was full of green onions, which made him a little at a loss, but although he didn't like the taste in his mouth, for some reason, he couldn't help but look at it again. On the body of the pancake fruit.

Followed by another mouthful.

What I bit into just now was the white part of the scallion, this time I have to change the direction to eat the green part over there.

Rain and dew soaked.

But while eating, the pirate dog beside him smelled the aroma and came to Chen Nian. This dog didn't seem to be afraid of people, and Chen Nian didn't hate animals either.

"But it's too much for you to rub yourself!"

This dog's body is covered in mud, so if you rub it against yourself, will you not be a mud leg?
So Chen Nian looked at the pancake in his hand, reached out and tore off a piece of fritters from inside, then threw it into the distance.

"Go!" The pirate dog saw this, and Sa Yazi chased after the small piece of fried dough stick.

The fried dough sticks drew a graceful arc in the air.

"Not good!" Chen Nian saw that the part of the fried dough stick fell, which happened to be a puddle of sewage, wouldn't it be useless if it fell into it?

But at this critical moment!
Chen Nian saw that pirate dog dragging its bloated body, sprinting hard, the pace was so fast that it didn't seem like it could appear on this dog!
Seeing that the fritters were getting lower and lower, the pirate dog gradually lowered his body, like a professional athlete, with sharp eyes, and then opened his mouth.

Accurately move towards that fried dough stick!
"Is there going to be a high dog in the stinking ditch after the previous master in the folk?"?Looking at this scene, Chen Nian couldn't help but feel excited, isn't this more burning than blogging?

The pirate dog seemed to only have fried dough sticks in his eyes at the moment, and he opened his mouth to grab the fried dough sticks, and he was bound to eat the fried dough sticks before they fell into the sewage.

absolute!

But in the next second.

"pat~"

The fried dough stick fell into the sewage, and the muddy water hit the pirate dog's face, which attracted the other party's cleverness.

He stared blankly at the fried dough sticks in the sewage, which quickly turned black and swelled.

The pirate dog stuck out his tongue and licked his mouth, but he still couldn't eat it.

But the scene just now seemed to be just a small episode to Pirate Dog, and he didn't care if he didn't eat fried dough sticks. He dragged his bloated body towards Chen Nian with his tail flicking.

It seems to say: "Boss, come again."

When Chen Nian saw this, he looked at the pancake in his hand, and quickly ate all the pancakes into his mouth in three bites.

Then he said vaguely: "Don't look at me, I'm done eating."

After speaking, he threw the straw paper in his hand on the ground, turned around and left.

And the pirate dog came to Cao Zhiqian lazily, lowered his head, sniffed with his nose, then stuck out his tongue and began to lick.

Everything is calm again.

……

It's almost time now, it's time to go back to Chen Nian, and I have to go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables in a while.

Chen Nian actually finds it a bit strange. Generally speaking, grocery shopping should be done in the morning, but they often do it in the morning.

Isn't it fresher to buy in the morning?

It was late and the best ones were picked away.

After going back, Chen Nian asked Master Sun about this matter, but the answer he got made Chen Nian feel that it was both reasonable and outrageous.

"Because I can't get up."

(End of this chapter)