Food starts with noodles

I can't see how homesick I am.

When he came to Sun Lisong's house, it was rare that the old man was not lying on the recliner.

Instead, he was busy cooking in the kitchen.

Xu Zhuo looked at the time, it was only past ten o'clock in the morning.

The old man is starting to prepare lunch now?

"Grandpa Sun, I'm here again. What are you planning to cook?"

Sun Lisong turned his face to see Xu Zhuo, with a kind smile on his face.

"I'm done eating sugar and garlic again? Go get it yourself, you can take as much as you want. And those pickles in the yard, you can take whatever you want..."

Xu Zhuo looked at the old man with some puzzlement.

Usually the pickles he makes are the same as golden beans, not to mention taking them, even if people who don't know them pay for them, he may not necessarily sell them.

Why are you so generous today?

Sun Lisong held the door frame and took a breath.

"Today is my 84th birthday. People say 73 or 84. Hades will not invite me. This may be my last birthday. You just catch up. You can take whatever you want..."

Xu Zhuo was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, Sun Lisong will be 84 years old this year.

Such an old man celebrates his birthday by himself.

It's bleak to think about.

He wanted to say something to comfort him, but nothing came out.

But Yu Keke, a clever little ghost, reacted quickly.

"Grandpa Sun, we are here to celebrate your birthday with you. What would you like to eat, we will make you lunch today..."

Sun Lisong naturally didn't believe it, but he was still very happy.

"This little girl has such a sweet mouth, Xu family boy, is this your wife?"

Xu Zhuo hurriedly explained: "No, she is a college student in our medical school, and she likes to eat your candied garlic. I must bring her to buy it today. I didn't expect to meet you for your birthday."

"Grandpa Sun, stop busy, tell me what you want to eat, and I will make it for you."

It's really unreasonable not to say something about the old man's birthday.

Besides, people in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces like to eat noodles.

This is for Mr. Xu who is good at making pasta.

Not a problem at all.

Sun Lisong knew Xu Jimin's cooking skills, and had also eaten Xu Wenhai's cooking.

But Xu Zhuo's craftsmanship, he has never tasted it.

He has friendship with two generations of the Xu family, so he will not be polite when facing Xu Zhuo.

"Son, I came from Jiangnan in 90 and have lived here since I took root. I don't have the energy to go back all these years. I want to eat a bowl of scallion noodle soup in my dreams."

"If you know how to do it, how about making a bowl for grandpa? If you can't do it, it's okay, just make a bowl of noodles, we don't care..."

"Ding! Found a new side mission, please click on the panel for details."

Xu Zhuo originally planned to make a bowl of birthday noodles for the old man, wishing him good health and longevity.

In the end, there was a side mission.

After entering the system panel, Xu Zhuo clicked on the task details.

Side mission: Taste of hometown ([-])

Task details: Make a bowl of scallion noodle soup that satisfies Sun Lisong.

Task rewards and punishments: If the task is successful, the difficulty of random tasks will be reduced; if the task fails, it will be difficult to buy pickles made by Sun Lisong in the future.

Task time limit: six 10 minutes.

After reading it, Xu Zhuo was very curious.

This task is nothing.

The key is the punishment after failure, and it will be difficult to buy pickles made by Sun Lisong in the future.

This is a bit harsh.

The mission was only an hour long, so he had no time to think about it.

Roll up your sleeves and get to work.

Scallion oil soup noodles, isn’t it Yangchun noodles?

Nothing is difficult!

Chapter 068 What a coincidence, my surname is Yu

In order to make this bowl of scallion oil noodle soup delicious, Xu Zhuo rode his bicycle back.

I took some ready-made hand-rolled noodles from the store, and the lard that Jianguo boiled when he had nothing to do.

Yes, lard.

If the scallion oil noodle soup is to be delicious, well-boiled cooked lard is essential.

In addition, Xu Zhuo took two purple onions and a handful of shallots.

Purple onions have a stronger flavor than white onions.

The fried scallion oil is also more fragrant.

This kind of scallion oil is not only suitable for scallion oil soup noodles, but also the most famous scallion oil noodles in old Shanghai.

Back at Sun Lisong's house again, Yu Keke was already supporting Sun Lisong to sit on the recliner under the tree and chatting.

The two of them could be regarded as fellow countrymen anyway, and Yu Keke's lively and lovely energy made Sun Lisong laugh non-stop.

When he came to the kitchen, Xu Zhuo boiled water in a soup pot and prepared to cook noodles.

Turn on another stove, add a frying pan, and pour all the lard into it.

While the lard was melting, Xu Zhuo cleaned the onions and shallots and put them on a plate.

After the oil is hot, turn on a low heat, pour the onion and chives into the pot and cook slowly.

You can't add any spices to boiled scallion oil.

Some gourmet UP owners at Station B like to put star anise and fragrant leaves in it.

this is not right.

Because no matter what spices are added, it will suppress the onion fragrance.

So the authentic method is to add nothing, boil pure green onions.

And do not cover the pot while cooking.

Some people want to save trouble and think that covering the pot will make the boil faster.

This is extremely wrong.

Because the pot is covered, the water vapor in the onion cannot escape.

There will be a smell of rotting raw onions.

There is only an open pot, and a small fire is simmering slowly.

The scallion oil made is the most fragrant and purest in taste.

As the oil temperature rises, the fragrance of scallion oil is gradually released.

"Ah, so much, can Grandpa Sun finish eating?"

Yu Keke came in with two apples to wash, and was a little curious when he saw the half pot of scallion oil in the pot.

"I definitely can't finish it today. I plan to cook it for him and put it in the refrigerator. When I want to eat it in the future, I can just dig it out with a spoon and put it in some noodles. It's very convenient."

Yu Keke nodded half-understanding, and jumped out after washing the apples.

This little girl is simply a pistachio.

I don't know what I was talking about with Sun Lisong, but the old man was very happy, and his hearty laughter came from time to time.

This laughter made Xu Zhuo feel a little bit emotional.

Old people want to be accompanied by their children.

But Sun Lisong seems to have no descendants.

From the first time Xu Zhuo followed the old man to buy pickles, he was alone.

He has neither children nor wife.

It's really pitiful to be so lonely.

The scallion oil is ready when the scallions in the pan are browned.

Xu Zhuo carefully poured the scallion oil into the basin, and after it cools down, it can be placed in the refrigerator.

You can dig it out and eat noodles at any time in the future.

It's simple and convenient.

After the water in the soup pot boiled, Xu Zhuo didn't cook the noodles immediately, but used the boiling water in the pot to make soup first.

First scoop a few tablespoons of scallion oil in a bowl, pour in a little soy sauce, a little sugar, and a little salt.

Rinse into boiling water and stir well.

Then Xu Zhuo threw the rolled noodles into the pot and started cooking.

Taking advantage of this time, Xu Zhuo chopped up some shallots.

The real Yangchun noodles are made of longxu noodles. After boiling in the pot, cold water must be poured in immediately, so that the cooked noodles will have a chewy texture.

But today Xu Zhuo used hand-rolled noodles. Even though he had cut them as thin as possible, they were still incomparable with dragon beard noodles.

Naturally, there is no need to do the steps of ordering water.

After cooking for 2 minutes, Xu Zhuo took out the noodles and put them into the noodle soup just made.

A bowl of not-so-authentic scallion noodle soup is ready.

It's not that the taste is bad, the main reason is that the noodles are a bit nondescript.

Of course, none of this matters.

The important thing is whether Sun Lisong can be satisfied.

The task punishment of the system has vaguely pointed out Sun Lisong's fate.

He was alone and in poor health.

Naturally, some bad thoughts will arise.

Ugh!

I hope this bowl of noodles can bring back some memories of his early years.

It might change his mind.

Seeing the two chatting enthusiastically under the tree, Xu Zhuo was really lucky to bring Yu Keke here.

Otherwise let him tell jokes to Sun Lisong and coax him to eat apples.

That would be embarrassing.

Coming out with the noodle bowl, Xu Zhuo placed it in front of Sun Lisong.

"Grandpa Sun, I wish you a happy birthday. This is the scallion noodle soup you want to eat. How about it?"