President's Legendary Master

Because it says "Enema shop" on it, it is also specially written that the enema in this store does not take away.

In other words, if you want to eat, you have to go in and order food, and there is no delivery or package.

This is quite unique. Where can I eat without packing now?It's a waste to throw the leftovers there.

"How many people, go in?" Old master Xu parked the car, and saw that they were still at the door and didn't go in, he was a little puzzled.

"No, Old Master Xu, this store doesn't allow takeout?" Dugu Feiyan pointed to the particularly eye-catching red lettering on the door: "Is this a bit too much? If we can't eat it, we won't take it away, why keep it? "

"You don't know that, do you?" Old Master Xu said happily, "When frying the sausage, you must first slice the shaped sausage, fry it in a baking pan until it bubbles on both sides and become brittle, then take it out and pour the mixed salt water on it. Garlic juice is eaten while it’s hot, it tastes best right out of the pan, and it tastes different when it’s warm, but the taste changes when it’s cold, and you can’t eat it at that time, it can make you vomit.”

Because deep-fried food is oily and meaty, can it be eaten cold?

"Oh, let's go in and take a look." Dugu Haoyan led a group of young and old into the store.

This is a newly renovated store, clean and hygienic. The service staff wear old-fashioned cotton cheongsams, which look very retro. The lady boss’s hairstyle is even more retro. At first glance, it looks like she has returned to the late Qing Dynasty, which is very unique.

But Daomiao and the others only ordered two fried enemas, and no one was there, and they sat on the big table.

Soon, the fried enema was served, and it was sizzling and oily. The young people picked up their chopsticks, dipped some sauce in between the enema, and felt delicious after eating it.

Forget about the elderly, Mr. Dugu Weng can't eat fried food, and he can't eat too much oily food.

"It seems...it doesn't taste like this?" Qiu Chunshan clicked his mouth.

Daomiao thought for a while, and invited the proprietress of the store: "What kind of material do you use for your enema?"

Probably seeing that their accents were not from locals, the proprietress thought they were tourists, because the old ones, the young ones, and a few young people, and the old Mr. Xu sipped Beijing movies, so she treated them as tourists: "We This enema is a good thing, as early as the Ming Dynasty Liu Ruoyu's "History of the Ming Palace" was recorded. During the Guangxu period of the Qing Dynasty, the enema of Fuxingju was well-known in the capital, and the shopkeeper of Fuxingju was called "Enema Pu". It is said that the enema made by him won the favor of Lafayette, so it became more famous, but the original enema was made of pig large intestine stuffed with starch and minced meat. Later, we rarely used it for health reasons. Pig large intestine oil is used to fry the enema, and it is replaced with salad oil. The production process of the enema has changed, and the starch, red yeast rice and spices are used to fill the small intestine of the pig. It’s just a long starchy sausage made with mung bean starch and spices, which can no longer be called an enema, but a powdered sausage.”

"Then do you know whose enema is an old-fashioned enema?"

"Well, everyone makes new-style, old-fashioned ones, and the taste is a bit strong." The proprietress thought for a while: "You can go to an old shop called Fubiju on the left turn in the back street. Their craftsmanship is old-fashioned. Craftsmanship is because the taste of the things they make is not very pleasing, and except for the old customers who like that bite, no one goes to their house to buy things."

After all, no matter how you wash it, the smell of the pig's large intestine can't be washed away, let alone frying the sausage with fried intestines.

"Okay, thank you lady boss." Dao Miao smiled beamingly: "You must be going well this year."

"Okay, thank you for your good words." The proprietress was very happy, and presented each of them with a bottle of old gold brand soda.

After drinking soda and paying the bill, the group went straight to the belly wall.

Although the name sounds a bit like "Fubiju", it is actually called Fubiju.

Sure enough, it is an old shop, but it is kept very clean. It only sells enema, a kind of snack, and it is only for dine-in, no takeaway, no takeout, and no delivery.

After everyone went in, they really smelled a special smell, the smell of large intestine oil.

"That's the smell!" After smelling it, Qiu Chunshan covered his nose and said, "I don't really eat pig intestines..."

But he always had this smell in his mouth, which made him brush his teeth several times a day.

The most stuff in his pocket is not money, but chewing gum and mouth spray.

On the contrary, Dugu Feiyan ran to order and knew that they didn't eat it. That's right, grandpa wasn't suitable for such oily food. Eldest brother, the three members of the Qiu family and old master Xu had eaten in the shop just now, so he turned his head and asked Miao: "Do you want to eat?"

"Have one, you have one and I have one." Daomiao didn't eat enough, and felt that this was delicious.

Seeing his high spirits, Dugu Haoyan thought to himself, he must brush his teeth and rinse his mouth when he goes back. He also brought travel size mouth spray and mint-flavored chewing gum.

This shop is the smallest, and after they came in, it occupied a small half of the floor.

On the contrary, the boss came out and saw them and wanted two fried enemas. He didn't say much, but pointed to the price sign and said, "Look at the price."

When everyone saw it, they were immediately happy!

"It costs 100 yuan for a fried enema?" Dugu Feiyan was even more surprised: "The one we ate earlier was only [-] yuan!"

I still ate in a very well-decorated store. The 100 yuan was five times more expensive. Although the family was rich, Dugu Feiyan was educated by his parents since he was a child. He must know the difficulties of earning money, so after high school During the winter and summer vacations, Dugu Feiyan has to do a "summer job", working as a salesman in his own shopping mall or something, to let him know how hard it is to make money.

When he was young, he was not young enough to do odd jobs for others, so Dugu Haoyan asked him to be his little assistant, tidy up his office, run errands for him, deliver documents and so on, and only paid ten yuan a day for those who were stingy.

After a month, he earns 300 yuan. To put it bluntly, it is not as much as the price of a pair of shoes on Dugu Feiyan's feet.

But Dugu Feiyan cherishes his salary very much.

I also know that it is not easy to make money outside. Even though my family is rich, I will not spend money extravagantly.

And a snack costs 100 yuan, which he can't accept, even if he has money, he can't spend it like this!

"Young man, you are wrong." A man next to him seemed to be an old diner. The store didn't explain, so he said: "Our old store uses lard oil, and we know what lard oil is. something?"

Dugu Feiyan shook his head sincerely: "I don't know."

"It's the net-shaped intestinal oil film on the pig's large intestine. A pig only has one piece of this kind of lard oil. Others may use lard fat to fry the sausage, but this one only uses lard oil. The lard oil They are all clean and snow-white. I use a little at a time and never reuse them. The cost is high. It is reasonable for him to sell so expensive, and the taste is pure. Only dozens of copies are sold every day. Very early Just close, you won’t be able to eat even if you want.” The diner said: “And they won’t sell fried enemas to the same person for two days in a row, at least they will sell them to you every three or five days. It is said that eating fried enemas in a row is not good for your health. .”

Still a conscience snack bar.

"Would you like more?" The boss finally spoke.

"Yes, three servings!" Daomiao took out three brand new pink notes from her wallet: "I also need three servings of dipping sauce."

"it is good."

Everyone looked at Dao Miao in puzzlement. Just now, two copies were returned, and now another one has been added.

"He's a good man." Daomiao turned his head and said, "He's a really good man. He has a virtuous wife, a smart son, and a business that can make a good living. That's it."

Dugu Haoyan knows Daomiao's temper, he doesn't easily say who is a good person, he always says that a good person doesn't live long, and he is always afraid of being heard who is a good person, afraid that a good person will be used by others, so he can The one who said it must be the best good person.

Didn't realize that the man could still fall into Daomiao's eyes.

The food came up quickly, and there were not only three plates of fried enema, but also eight servings of dipping sauce, which meant one serving for each of them.

Eight pairs of sterilized chopsticks, eight glasses of orange juice, and a pack of ten pieces of simple mint-flavored chewing gum: "Drink the orange juice after eating, and chew the gum."

It seems that it is used to eliminate the peculiar smell, and more than that, the boss said very honestly: "If you are a regular customer, the fragrant jasmine tea is served, which tastes better, but you guys, there are old and No, I don’t know if it’s suitable to drink tea, let’s drink fruit juice instead.”

Kind of considerate.

"Okay, thank you." Dugu Haoyan thanked.

Old man Dugu Weng picked up the chopsticks: "I'll just eat one piece, just one piece!"

Looking pitifully at his eldest grandson, just one piece... The old man also likes to eat some snacks, but ordinary snacks are heavy in oil and salt, so he eats them rarely, and basically doesn't eat them.

"Okay." Looking at his poor grandfather, Dugu Haoyan didn't refuse the old man's request.

Daomiao took a bite and narrowed her eyes.

Dugu Haoyan took a bite, huh?The taste is not bad.

The taste is crisp, without a greasy taste, and the garlic smells to cover up some peculiar smells.

"That's the taste, that's the taste!" Qiu Chunshan confirmed after taking a bite.

"Then I'll ask." After Daomiao ate a few mouthfuls, he ran to the boss, and after asking, the boss told him: "A few people bought things from me, and then... said Don't be afraid, they are for going to the grave."

"To go to the grave? Who is it?" Daomiao wasn't afraid, but Qiu Chunshan shivered.

"You can't see anyone after you say that?" The boss spread his hands: "Those people bought five or six copies, and finally only took one away, saying it was for going to the grave, otherwise I wouldn't be able to sell it to them."

Also, they don't allow take away.

"Who is it? We haven't seen it yet?" Dugu Feiyan finished eating and drank the orange juice in his arms: "It can't be a dead person, can it?"

Qiu Chunshan shivered again: "Can you stop talking so much?"

Scary people don't scare him like this!

"Sorry, sorry." Dugu Feiyan bared his teeth: "You said you are so big, are you afraid of that?"

"You have never experienced it, so of course you are not afraid." Qiu Chunshan gave him a blank look: "You are not the person involved in the relationship."