Crossing the Datang Restaurant

The surrounding atmosphere proceeded in an orderly manner, and of course there were some things that were not done, and they punished themselves with three glasses of shame.

But Rong Yushu turned his gaze out of the window. It’s the twelfth lunar month so soon. You can drink some Laba porridge when you go back. For a whole month, you have to go back to school after the first month is over and the Chinese New Year is over.

Just write poems and make pairs like this, and a day will pass, and chat for a while, and an afternoon will pass quickly.

There is a curfew at night. If you go home too late, some people will not be able to make it home. In the end, some people resigned one after another.

Chen Xueyi nodded slightly, and the expression on his face showed a sincere friendship. He said to Rong Yushu: "Young Master, you are destined, and you hit it off right away. I don't know where you live in Luoyang?"

Rong Yushu smiled, and said his address, that is, welcome to visit us anytime.

The snow in the sky is still falling one after another, although there is no accumulation on the ground, but if this momentum continues, it will not stop at night, and tomorrow you will be able to see the elegant demeanor of Yushu Yinhua.

Brother Ming lifted the curtain from the inside and looked at the white snow flying outside. It wasn't really heavy snow, but when he saw the snowflakes falling on his hands and melting, his hands felt a little cold.

Brother Ming asked Rong Yushu curiously: "Master, shall we still stay in Luoyang during the Chinese New Year?"

Rong Yushu was a little hesitant. When He Yi wrote a letter before, he said that he wanted to visit him during the Chinese New Year, but he had always spent the New Year with Zhou Fuye before, so it would be inconvenient to change it hastily.

He said with some hesitation: "Let's have a look, let's go to Zhou Fuye's place tomorrow."

As he said, he put down the curtain, it was cold outside, and the wind blew into his mouth, the cold air was not just for fun.

The house is not too far from the restaurant, and it took half an hour to arrive. After taking the carriage and returning it first, Rong Yushu walked into the yard, but it was empty, as if no one was there.

Somewhat strange, he shouted loudly: "Ah Fu, uncle, where is he?"

Uncle An came out from the inside with sleepy eyes, with red marks on his face and dry saliva on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Wen Yu is looking for me?"

Looking at the appearance, it was just waking up, Rong Yushu looked at Uncle An, opened his head to look around, and said, "Where is Ah Fu?"

Uncle An yelled and said: "An Jian just went to Shigang in the suburbs in the morning, and said that if he didn't smash all the stones, he wouldn't have to come back."

The brows raised slightly, and said: "Then how did you come back?"

Uncle An opened his hazy eyes, and said, "I came out naturally when it was time to eat? I saw that the surrounding scenery was not right, so I walked here. By the way, Wen Yu, when will we have dinner tonight? I'm so hungry, I didn't eat anything for lunch."

Rong Yu said expressionlessly in writing: "If Ah Fu doesn't come back, there is no need to have dinner tonight."

Uncle An woke up in an instant, the expression on his face became a little aggrieved, and the tears immediately covered him.

"It's not my fault, why are you starving me?"

Rong Yushu listened, feeling a little unbearable in his heart, but a little unbearable would make a big mess, he turned his head hard, and said to Brother Ming who followed in from outside: "Brother Ming, have you returned the car?"

Brother Ming was stunned for a moment, and said: "No, what's the matter?"

"If you haven't returned it, just wait for a while. You go to Shigang to pick up Ah Fu. Where will you leave him alone? What if you don't come back at night?" Brother Ming's eyes were about to pop out, wondering He asked excitedly, "Why did Ah Fu go to Shigang?" Shigang is not far from here. The stone quarried there is hard and fine in texture, so it is very popular. Almost every household needs to use the things here to build a house.

Brother Ming looked at the aggrieved Uncle An behind him, blinked his eyes, turned his head away, with a strange expression on his face, but obediently and obediently, went outside.

The silly big guy is really honest, basically he can do whatever he says, if he doesn't come back in time at night, wouldn't he spend the night outside the city?This winter, it's not like summer, the weather is cool, and we spend the nights in the wilderness in the winter, I'm afraid that something will happen to us due to freezing.

Looking back at the aggrieved Uncle An, Rong Yushu's voice slowed down a bit, and he said softly, "This matter was originally your fault. Think about it, if you were left in the wilderness, it would be your fault." For one night, I won't let you eat lunch, dinner and breakfast, would you like to?"

Uncle An is so grown up, holding tears like a child and looking at it like this is really uncomfortable. He shook his head, sobbed a little softly, and said, "I don't want to." Killed by the man who starved him.

To educate children, one must understand them with reason and empathy. Although Uncle An doesn't look like a child in any way, he is on the inside.

"So, when you go back about this matter, you must teach An Jian a good lesson, or he will make me angry every day, won't you be hungry every day?"

If you were talking about it as a logical person, if you say this, you must feel that Rong Yushu's brain is wrong, but the person in front of you is logically unlikely to exist.

Uncle An wiped away his tears, nodded, signaled that he understood, and said, "Understood, I will explain it to him right away."

After speaking, he turned around and walked into the house. Rong Yushu was stunned when he read it. He suddenly remembered something and yelled loudly: "Speaking of it, don't let him run back out. It's best not at night. I'll bring him tomorrow." Go to Master Zhou Fu's house and eat some delicious food!" Rong Yushu yelled loudly from behind.

Hearing that the latter seemed to agree, he finally felt relieved. To be honest, what Rong Yushu still doesn’t know is what kind of existence Uncle An and Jian Jian are. In a sense, it becomes hysteria, but there is also a saying that it is possessed by ghosts.

Of course, it’s not that scary. His situation can be said to be the resurrection of the dead. His luck is a little bit bad. It’s also possible that he transmigrated into another person who didn’t die, probably. Uncle An's situation.

But he didn't know which one came through time. He also thought before that if he was really like him, he should be surprised by what he did. One, should also feel wrong.

Of course, there are exceptions. The person who crossed over before is an exception. Although he knows the formula of gunpowder and has tried it several times, the results are not satisfactory every time. The first time it was not adjusted properly, it suddenly exploded , almost blew up my hand, and the second time it was prepared, the power was not great, but when it seemed to be carried by soldiers, I didn’t know what was wrong, and it blew up suddenly, causing countless casualties. The general at the time banned it.

Later, it was said that it was an ominous thing, and it was strictly prohibited, so he didn't continue to study it. Thinking of this, Rong Yushu couldn't help being afraid for a while. If Shaobing hadn't researched it before, he went up rashly and said with his life. Maybe it will blow itself up.

I saw all these in the back. Thinking of this, Rong Yushu couldn't help feeling a bit of fear and a bit of relief. Fortunately, he was in a peaceful era, so he didn't have to worry about food and clothing. If he went a little further, I guess I'm having a hard time.

Thinking of his life is not easy, Rong Yushu remembered another thing, this year it seems that there is no sausage at home?

Speaking of sausage, it is commonly known as sausage.It is recorded in "Qi Min Yao Shu" in the Southern and Northern Dynasties. It has a long history. It is not very common in Luoyang, but since he came here in the past few years, he has to do it every year.

Thinking of this, Rong Yushu was annoyed for a while. He knew that he should have prepared more meat, but considering that the mutton is very fresh these days, it is a good choice to make some mutton sausages.

However, it was getting late, and at this time, there were probably no good dishes, not to mention good meat, and even the most important casings were hard to find.

When talking about this, Rong Yushu sighed. It is because of this reason that winter is not good. No matter what, as soon as it comes out of the oven, it is guaranteed that it will cool down completely before the time for a cup of tea. This is true inside the house let alone outside.

However, I promised Uncle An to make some things before, so of course I can’t go back on my word now, because the weather in winter has turned cold, I don’t need things like ice, but there are still some people who will store the ice in winter Get up and save for summer.

It doesn't even matter if the meat is placed outside. The ribs I bought yesterday are still hard today, and they can still make a "kankan" sound when knocked on.

Put it under the stove to warm and thaw for a while, then continue to butcher the ribs into the size of your index finger, thinking about having a roast ribs and forget it.

When I looked up, I saw the garlic hanging on the stove, and frowned, it seemed a little boring to eat pork ribs every day?

It's just that Brother Ming bought a lot of ribs before. Although they don't look bad if they are placed here, Rong Yushu's habit is that he doesn't like to keep things for two or three days, and he always feels stale.

Looking around again, looking at the jars of sugar and vinegar on the side, I thought it had been a long time since I made sweet and sour pork ribs.

Although for them, oil is not very short, but they are also very economical. The oil used for cooking is usually stored and reused. If it is in modern times, it should be regarded as waste oil to a certain extent. ?

But here is my own family, food and clothing costs are the same, but there is no such particularity.

There is a small water tank, which is not big, and all the suet in it is the suet that was extracted before, and a piece of white flowers was bought by Rong Yushu when he went to Beishi some time ago. There is a piece of meat that is special A lot, in a city as big as Luoyang, the people in the middle naturally consume a lot. Sometimes, people in the surrounding towns kill too many pigs and transport them here to sell. Rong Yushu specially chooses the cheap pig boards. It's just a plump piece of white oil on the pig's belly. It took him two days to make such a big water tank.

But fortunately, they bought a lot that time, and then saved money. Over the past year, the three of them have never been short of oil.

Put a large piece in the pot and heat it up, and then distribute the ribs. Those cut into the width of the index finger are used to make garlic ribs, and the ones the size of a little finger are best used to make sweet and sour pork ribs.

Pass the ribs through a line of water to drain the blood inside. It is best to pick them up and pour them into the oil pan in batches.

There is naturally water in the ribs that have just been boiled. Once the pot is cooked, "cracking" sounds, and a head is quietly exposed outside. It seems very curious to see the movement inside. Of course, this small movement is not hidden. Passing Rong Yushu's eyes, staring at the situation inside the pot, he yelled, "Uncle Master, go outside, things will be ready in a while."

So what Uncle An likes most is Rong Yushu's point. He keeps his word and never changed when he said that he would cook for him. He nodded excitedly and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you outside. By the way, An Jian won't come out again these two days, don't worry!"

Rong Yushu became even more excited when he heard this. He felt that his whole body was full of strength. He waved his hand vigorously and said, "Okay, I will make you sweet and sour pork ribs later."

Uncle An obediently sat in the dining room. Because of the winter, there was a brazier in the middle of the dining room, and the steam rose up, making the whole room warm.

If you want to say what is the most important thing about making sweet and sour pork ribs, it is to fry them first.

Fry all the water out of the ribs, so that the whole meat of the ribs can be tightened up, and it is best not to be big. It is best if the meat is fat and lean. If it is too thin, it will look a little dry, and if it is too fat, it will look a little greasy. The fat and thin pork ribs, after being fried, are the best in terms of appearance and taste.

The author has something to say: In ancient times, only animal oil was used as oil. For vegetable oil, only sesame oil was the most common. Hey, it is not easy to use an oil, but in my family, I often use oil like this, especially for hot pot. There is no meaning at all if there is not much oil, but so much oil in one hot pot is wasted. Mommy often uses the oil for cooking hot pot to continue cooking, and the taste is quite good.As for my family, I didn’t pay much attention to it at all. My mother told me before that when I was a child, I was very greedy. I wanted to eat peanuts before my teeth were fully formed. Crumble it in your mouth and then give it to me, I still enjoy it! !Very happy! ! !Very happy! ! ! !

Of course, I really feel disgusted now. Let me talk about another joke. There was a child, a relative, a very familiar one, nephew, five years old, who robbed me for food. Disgraceful to eat.When I was in college, I liked to eat the spicy chicken in the cafeteria. It was a must-buy for every meal. Once I was eating with a classmate, she actually stretched her claws to my spicy chicken!Immediately I became angry, and she pretended to be very angry and said: "What's wrong, you still say you are a good friend, can't a good friend even share a piece of spicy chicken?" As a result, I told her that she was speechless : "This thing is the same as my boyfriend, why don't you share your boyfriend with me?" Suddenly she was speechless.

It’s far away, and I came back to talk about grabbing food. At that time, it seemed like a piece of chocolate. I put it in my mouth with my own eyesight, but the kid got angry and asked me to spit it out. I think I’ve melted it. Do you want it?In the end, I really vomited on the spoon. The black lump made me sick to look at, but my little nephew swallowed it in a gulp of wine happily!Swallow it! ! !Then he looked at me triumphantly, and I was... speechless.