After being crossed, I have reached the pinnacle of my life

The smell is really tantalizing, and the diners sitting there remember the oden he just mentioned, and they are a little curious: "Why is this thing called oden?"

Jiang Zhou hesitated. He couldn't say that it was because the Wa Kingdom occupied the three eastern provinces. The three eastern provinces were also called Kanto. It was a way of eating that came from the Wa Kingdom, right?

Most of their people have never been out of the town in their lives, let alone know what the Wa Kingdom is.

So he reluctantly made up an explanation: "I don't know the details, I only know that when it was passed on, it was called Kanto cooking. I couldn't change it for a while, so I called it Shunkou."

The diners didn't care, it's just a name, as long as the food is delicious.

He stared helplessly at the contents of the pot, watching Jiang Zhou stuff the bamboo skewers into the pot one by one, and there was still a strong fragrance in the air, he felt his saliva was dripping: "This thing needs how long?"

Jiang Zhou put the skewers in a hurry, and took out the sauce he had prepared: "It will be ready soon, they are all cooked in advance, what do you want to eat?"

Diners looked left and right, always felt that everything was delicious, and hesitated: "How is this calculated?"

"Count by string." Jiang Zhou pulled up a string and showed it to him: "This is vegetarian, one penny for a string, this is half meat and half vegetarian, three penny for a string, and five penny for all meat."

Although the meat is not the same kind of meat, there is pork and chicken, Jiang Zhou still calculates according to the same price, anyway, the cost is not too high, he found pork Chen butcher, chicken has a long-term supply from Lu Dalang, neither of them is greedy His temperament, the price given is very reasonable.

The diner hesitated for a while, and chose a bunch of tofu skin, a bunch of meatballs, and a bunch of sausages.

The meat sausages were freshly packed by Jiang Zhou. They chose very finely chopped pure lean meat and stuffed them into casings that had been washed clean to remove the smell. This was also Wen Yan's favorite food recently.

Jiang Zhou didn't have the kind of paper cups that the traverser remembered. For the time being, he used bamboo bowls made of cut moso bamboo.

It's just that he can't keep chopping bamboo to make bowls, it would be a waste, but taking it back is troublesome, he is afraid that people will throw away the bamboo bowls after eating, so there will be fewer and fewer bamboo bowls, which is too troublesome.

Therefore, he agreed that it would be fine to eat oden at the stall. If he wanted to take it away, he would need to pay a deposit of one penny. If he returned the bamboo bowl after eating, he would refund the deposit.

In the turquoise bamboo bowl, Jiang Zhou put the food ordered by the diners into it, scooped up half a bowl of soup, poured some sauce on it and handed it to him: "Chenghui eleven coins."

The diners are quite rich, and they don't feel pain after paying the eleven coins, and they just reach out to pick up the oden.

He is an old gourmet, so he naturally knows that whether the food is good or not depends on the soup base, so he didn't rush to eat the skewers, but took a sip of the soup first.

As soon as he ate it, his eyes lit up. The soup tasted delicious but not too strong, just light, probably because of cooking different things. He only took a sip before he was already attracted, and couldn't help but take two more sips.

He didn't react until he finished drinking the soup, and stared at Jiang Zhou with a bit of embarrassment: "How about some more soup?"

Jiang Zhou laughed: "No problem!" Then he added another spoonful of soup into the bamboo bowl.

Having tasted the soup and found it to be delicious, the diners have a strong interest in skewers.

He ate the tofu skin first. The tofu skin was shiny, the tofu skin was thin and not sticky, and the bamboo stick was long enough. The thin tofu skin is tied with tofu shreds, and the top is tied up, and it hangs down sparsely.

The tofu skin is easy to taste, and the mushroom sauce poured down from the top is salty and delicious. The peanuts and other things inside provide a unique aroma of nuts.

The meatballs tasted later were very firm, and the meat sausages were firm and springy. Once you eat it, you will know that you have worked hard.

At least for the old gourmets, they are very satisfied.

The diner put down the bamboo bowl reluctantly after drinking the soup until there was not a drop left, only to feel a burst of heat radiating from his body: "This thing is very good, suitable for today's season."

Seeing more and more people coming to the stall, the diners felt that they could no longer delay Jiang Zhou's business, so they greeted and left.

Jiang Zhou was busy preparing skewers for the rest of the diners, and said, "Come again next time."

The people in the town are not like the people in the countryside, who stay on the kangs in winter. They also have to work in winter, so they inevitably have to go out for a walk.

These days the weather is too cold, and the wind seems to be blowing into the bones, and the lips and teeth of the frozen people are cold, so when walking outside, a stove and a bowl of oden bring enough warmth meaning.

Jiang Zhou is really a contented person, just looking at the sweaty people sitting at the stall eating, he has unlimited energy and enthusiasm.

When it was close to noon, everyone in the town had to rush home to eat, so the stall was not so busy.

Wen Yan picked this time to deliver meals to Jiang Zhou.

Originally, Jiang Zhou was planning to use oden to make do with food, but he refused to give up. He always felt that those few oden were not enough to eat, so he insisted on bringing him meals himself.

When he arrived, his ears were red from the cold, his hand holding the basket was also cold, and his complexion was also pale. Jiang Zhou saw that his heart ached so much, he hurriedly pulled him to the side of the pot to soak up the heat, and then reached out to hold him .

Jiang Zhou has been busy running around, can't stop, his hands and feet are warm, now rubbing his hands with warm words, trying to pass the temperature on his hands to him: "I said don't come here, look, your hands are cold Yes, I'm afraid there will be sores this year."

Wen Yan's hands alternated between hot and cold, and the bases of his fingers were a little itchy. Seeing him frowning in distress, he felt warmer in his heart: "It's okay, I gave birth last year, just get used to it."

It is rare for rural people not to suffer from chilblains. In winter, they have to touch ice water when washing clothes, washing rice and vegetables, and they are not yet luxurious enough to use hot water every day.

It's just that Jiang Zhou took care of Wen Yan more carefully in the past. He never let Wen Yan touch the water, and he rarely got sores. Without him for a year, Wen Yan doesn't know how much suffering a person has endured.

He only felt full of guilt, and while he was breathing hot air, he said: "Don't be afraid, I will mix some ointment for you sometime and you can put it on your hands, so that you can guard against it."

Wen Yan knew that he was doing it for his own good, but he didn't want him to live in guilt, so he took the initiative to cover Jiang Zhou's hand: "Don't feel guilty, I just feel lucky, glad you came back, I didn't spend that year in vain .”

Without waiting for Jiang Zhou to speak, he opened the basket he brought, revealing a bowl of noodles inside: "I thought you wouldn't want to eat those cold and hard meals in this weather, so you didn't get those. You ordered a bowl of noodles to eat."

The noodles are egg noodles, sprinkled with chopped green onion, and there are several large pieces of meat on the surface, as well as marinated shredded bamboo shoots, a chopstick of green vegetables, and a chopstick of bean sprouts.

Wen Yan hadn't cooked for Jiang Zhou for a long time. Similarly, Jiang Zhou hadn't eaten Wen Yan's noodles in a year. Both of them were a little cautious, one looked at it expectantly, and the other savored it carefully.

At the end, Wen Yan couldn't help but ask, "How is it?"

Jiang Zhou squinted his eyes, feeling the strong aroma of noodles in his mouth, and missed it very much: "It's delicious, and the rice cooked by my wife is delicious."

Wen Yan glared at him, then lowered her head shyly.

Not long after the warm moment between the two, two people came up to the stall and yelled "Money back" as soon as they came. Because of their bad attitude and aggressive tone, they attracted the attention of many people.

The author has something to say: there is another chapter at night, Yazi after eleven o'clock

You may not believe me when I say this, I was interrupted by madness when I wrote this chapter

The dog went out to dinner and drank wine, drunk, the whole person was sticky, insisted on calling me, and the moment I answered it was full of ghosts and wolves on his side

A group of drunks are roaring away from the song :-)

Then the object has been in muamuamua

After being quiet for a while, his colleague said: xxx (my partner), you kiss the madman

full of laughter

I... my face is red from embarrassment on the screen...