Sesame Green Bean Garlic

Three years later.

Wudaokou City Railway Station is bustling with people.Just passed the morning rush hour, but the crowd has not diminished, and foreign friends of all skin colors can be seen in the crowd.

Huo Zian looked at the black man and wiped off his sweat, "When will this be done?"

His hand kept waving the shovel, three or two times, and a pancake was ready.He kicked Yu Liangchen, who was sitting on a folding chair, wearing sunglasses, and drinking Arctic Ocean leisurely, "I'm tired, you replace me!"

You Liangchen bent over and got up, stood beside Huo Zian, looked at the collection records displayed on the phone, and sighed: "It's amazing, I couldn't make this much money even if I worked for half a month before." He never thought One pancake can be sold so expensive, and people queuing almost occupy half of the road. If things continue like this, if there is not enough people, they will line up at the south gate of Tsinghua University?

You Liangchen hasn't made pancakes for several years, holding a shovel, he still misses it a bit.He poured the rice milk into the round pan, pushed it, and the heat fully roasted the rice aroma.He never thought that Huo Zian could achieve such fineness with just a pancake.They found high-quality rice and dried it for four or five days to preserve the aroma of the rice to the greatest extent.The skin of the pancake is soft but not easy to break, even with his handicap, it can be intact when flipped over.Huo Zian asked around, knowing that many people don't like to put vegetables in pancakes, because they are watery and tasteless, but he was reluctant to part with the vitamins, so he made kale, carrots and purple potatoes into large vegetable chips, equal to There was another layer of crispiness; he felt that simply sprinkled shallots would not fully bring out the fragrance, so he boiled shallots, soybean paste, honey and mustard into a sauce and spread it directly on the pancakes.After the pancake is ready, it will be pressed in the toaster like Panini to press out the burnt grain and add a layer of crispiness to the outer skin.

Huo Zian had tried the whole procedure more than a dozen times two days ago, and he had thought carefully about how to arrange the materials. At this time, You Liangchen easily made the pancakes and put them in the kraft paper.

Huo Zian sat on the folding chair, looked at You Liangchen's profile, and couldn't help but think of the scene when they first met.It was also in front of this noisy subway station that Yu Liangchen was making pancakes quickly and roughly while wearing a particularly arrogant mask.Compared with four years ago, You Liangchen's appearance has changed a bit. His hair is so short that it sticks to his scalp, and his skin is tanned. Every time he goes to a place, he adds some tattoos on his body. In Chicago the year before last, he put "An" The words are tattooed under the earlobe, next to the devil's fork tattoo.

What hasn't changed is that his craftsmanship is still so clumsy.Every time the eggs were cracked, the shells would fall on the pie, the sauce wouldn't spread evenly, the pie wouldn't even stack—none of it was done right.

You Liangchen realized Huo Zian's gaze, turned to look at him, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, chef, I didn't do well?"

"It's just too bad." He stood up, and said next to You Liangchen's face, "I remember when I first came to Beijing, the first thing I ate was the pancakes you made."

"Have you left a shadow in your life since then?"

"Well, it has too much influence on my life, so I can't figure out why something so badly made is so delicious."

Yu Liangchen smiled: "That's because you have taken a fancy to me at that time."

"The face is so big, I don't even know what you look like." He remembered something, "Do you remember, the day the restaurant opened, we went to the moat to make a wish?"

You Liangchen searched for memories, there was such a thing, the two foolishly threw stones at the frozen river, and the ice really cracked.

Huo Zian continued: "I made a wish."

"Remember, I asked you what wish you made, and you said it had nothing to do with the restaurant. What did you wish?"

"I want to eat your pancakes again."

"Fuck," Yu Liangchen said with a smile, "What kind of wish is this? If you want to eat pancakes, you can just say it." The two of them spent a lot of effort to smash the river just to eat pancakes?Huo Zian also played too much.

However, Huo Zian said: "It's not the case when you say it. It's a request, not a reward from heaven."

You Liangchen clapped his hands and handed him a pancake, "Here, I'll reward you."

Huo Zian solemnly took the pancake, took a bite, and looked satisfied.He is not hungry at all now, but he still thinks that the pancakes are very delicious, much better than when he made countless experiments.Why?He has studied food for most of his life, which is probably the most difficult mystery to solve.

Perhaps, the only explanation is the feeling of "being rewarded".When he was at his worst, Yu Liangchen gave him food, which was a grace; but now, he still has Yu Liangchen by his side, isn't this a greater grace?

There is no one more fortunate than him.

You Liangchen asked: "Is it that delicious?" He took a bite.

"Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious." Holding the pancake that Michelin chef painstakingly studied, Yu Liangchen said with emotion: "I feel sorry for the people who bought my pancake before. It turns out that the pancake tastes like this."

"Chef, the pancakes must be delicious, so don't just eat them by yourself, I've been waiting for a quarter of an hour." The two were flirting there, and the customers were waiting, so they couldn't stand it any longer. up.

At this time, the leader who organized the market came over and greeted: "Chef Huo, how are you doing here? The business is really hot."

Huo Zian said: "I didn't prepare so many materials, I can make seventy or eighty more at most, you have to control the passenger flow."

"Yeah, okay." He agreed wholeheartedly.

This is a market named Fuxing Street Snacks. Because this event is in cooperation with Qiu Xinzhi's magazine, they agreed to participate because of favor.Huo Zian is serious about food, and has studied making pancakes for a long time, but they came back this time mainly because Jean Ropruent invited him to be a guest chef for a week, and a luxury brand opened a new home section, and they will cooperate for a while to make pop- up restaurant; in addition, You Liangchen also invited two restaurants to do wine list design and wine serving training.They are very busy every time they return to Beijing, and they come out to sell pancakes, which is considered a rest.

Three years ago, after they left Beijing, their first stop was Shanghai.

Huo Zian fulfilled his promise to repay his debts and worked as a temporary chef for Li Xiaonan's newly opened restaurant for half a year.The restaurant was quickly on track, earning a Michelin star in its first year of operation.When Huo Zi'an left his burden and went to Beijing, he didn't handle things properly. He has always felt guilty towards Li Xiaonan. This time, he worked so hard to get him a Michelin restaurant, which can be regarded as compensation and apology.

This was their first stop, and they've been flying around the world ever since. JeMeSens does not have a fixed restaurant, nor does it have its own kitchen. Wherever they receive a job, they settle there.They have worked as consultants for many restaurants, and have also cooperated with other chefs to create countless pop-up restaurants. Some of these temporary restaurants are open for two nights, and some are open for a month. According to the local environment, needs and themes, they have produced many different restaurants. Dinners in various restaurants, art galleries, hotels, seaside, theaters, mansions, and even refugee camps.

At first, Huo Zian just wanted to change his way of working, take a break for a while, and then consider settling in a certain city again.Unexpectedly, there is such a great demand for this kind of temporary restaurant outside, and their invitations are too many to handle.Huo Zi'an ran around for a while, and began to realize that mobility is the trend of this world.

He also knew that food can extend into so many fields.In the past, his diners came to satisfy their appetites, and exquisite and delicious food was the basic requirement, but now he has to face a variety of topics, such as being invited to a social movement to study how to remove unsightly and crooked melons. The cheap vegetables of bad dates have become delicious food on the table; in the theater, they are required to design dinners related to loneliness in accordance with the plot; they have also participated in virtual reality game design, creating details for a virtual restaurant.

In short, food is not something to be tasted, it participates in the changes of the whole world, which cannot be experienced in Michelin restaurants.During the flow, he met these people and things, and he saw the broader meaning of food.

He was attracted by these and never went back.

And they make enough money, too.Commercial activities pay handsomely, and thanks to their three Michelin stars and industry reputation, they've always had good job offers.You Liangchen passed the sommelier level on the way, and started to gain some fame, and will work separately from Huo Zian, because sommeliers are scarce, and even earn more than Huo Zian.

They ran around the world for a long time, and gradually felt that it was not bad to just wander around like this.There are so many interesting things out there, why do you have to crucify yourself in one place?

Except sometimes, I still miss Beijing.

They sold out of pancakes and came out of the market.Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there are still a few days before the National Day holiday, so the roads are more congested than usual.

The train tracks have long since disappeared, and a sprawling residential and commercial complex has been built next to the subway.

It’s just that on the sidewalks and bicycle lanes, in some nooks and corners, there are still some food stalls stubbornly surviving, doing their own small business with unknown meat sausages and sticky heavy sauce for a hundred years .Among the food stalls, they found that the old beggar was still there, still leading his dirty puppies, lying comfortably on the ground basking in the sun.

They both came forward to say hello.The old beggar seemed very happy and gave them a place like a master.You Liangchen gave the old beggar a cigarette, and exchanged a few words while smoking.

The old beggar asked him, do you not practice stalls anymore?

You Liangchen smiled and said, still practicing, but there is no fixed place.Huo Zian handed him a business card, soliciting business and said: "If you need it, you can find us."

Old beggars who have studied can memorize most of Baudelaire's poems when they were young. JeMeSens, he said with the correct pronunciation, and then looked at the Chinese text "Sesame Mung Bean Garlic" below.

He said: "What a mess!" He threw the business card aside casually.

The two of them didn't take it seriously, and squatted on the side of the road with the old beggar, looking at the road in front of them with people coming and going.The traffic lights are green and red, red and green.Every four to five minutes, there is a train passing by.Countless legs dangled in front of them, just like the day they met.

You Liangchen finished smoking, stood up and said, "Let's go home."

"Okay, let's go home." Zian stood shoulder to shoulder with him, joining the tide of countless legs.

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The author has something to say:

It's really finished!Give yourself a hundred hugs~~

First of all, I would like to thank the girls who chased me all the way to the end. There are still people who read such a long-winded and forcefully lyrical article... Like Zian, I feel that I have received "grace". I am very lucky to meet everyone who resonates with me. Please Receive a hundred hugs from me~~

This article was originally a commemoration of a certain period of my life.Why, because recently I often feel that I will leave this enchantment, and my days here will not be very long.

Today, Beijing is heavily smoggy again. The only TV show I watch, Chicken Noodles, is off the air. Every time I walk outside for lunch, I can never find what I want to eat... These seemingly trivial things, and There is a bigger undercurrent underneath, all kinds of indescribable.

I want to run every day.

There are even worse times. I used to squat down and cry bitterly in a crowded subway station. I couldn’t speak at the dinner table because I couldn’t understand. It’s normal to be bullied at work, but among Beijingers, you just don’t know they are praising you. It still hurts you, always lost, lost, not understood, not understood.But no matter when, I always think about the big deal and go home, isn't there still a home to go back to?

When I think about it this way, I actually haven’t been back in three years.Later, I finally overcame difficulties and returned home. When I came to Beijing again, I had such a dream. I dreamed that I walked out of my home, crossed a road, and went to Beijing. When I came back, I arrived home. More than 4000 kilometers, just separated by a road.After that, I often felt that, in fact, everything is the same everywhere, and the cities are all the same. There is no difference between this shore and the other shore.

Cities are not obliged to accommodate people.It is the result of the actions of many people. It is fresh and fun because it always absorbs the most essential and interesting parts of various encounters, and then eliminates the rest.It is fluid, and it is diverse so it likes the new and dislikes the old.Cities abhor stability.

Those who want to put down roots in the city have always had a hard time and always feel hurt because it goes against the nature of the city.

If I have to leave because of some living environment problems, I am also very glad to have lived here.In a place where everyone looks awesome, nobody can really be awesome, and isn't that the best thing?

Everyone is sesame, mung bean and garlic, but they are all trying to live a more interesting and interesting life. Wandering in the city is really the cutest thing.

This article commemorates my beloved Beijing.

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