Go back to the past and be a schoolboy

Chapter 6
The hot pot food culture has a history of more than a thousand years in our country and is deeply loved by the people in the north and south.

Think about it in the cold winter, three or five friends get together, eat hot pot and chat in the house, with the snow outside the window, it is a beautiful thing no matter how you look at it.

In addition to this wider name, hot pot has other names in various parts of the country, such as "dabian stove", "guozi", "hot pot" and so on. There are not many left.

According to the practice of the old Beiping, the sheep in the shabu-shabu must have no smell at all. The first choice is the Jie sheep among the small-tailed sheep produced in Jining in the north, that is, castrated rams.

There is still a very limited amount of meat that can be rinsed on a sheep. It can only be the five parts of the upper brain, small Sancha, Da Sancha, grinding crotch, and cucumber strips. The total meat is less than [-] catties. Fat, this mouth is called a tricky one.

Just such an order of meat, you can't sell it casually, or the store will have to pay for it.

Often, the mutton is frozen and then the blade is taken. According to the size of 20 cm long and 5 cm wide, the size is uniform, and half a catty of meat will give you [-] to [-] slices.

As for the thickness, compared with the knife skills of street Lanzhou ramen masters, it can only be said to be more than inferior.

Cheng Nuo's mouth is not so sharp, at most, he can taste whether it is smelly or not, and whether it is fresh or not, it doesn't matter what part he eats.

If you eat meat, it is naturally best to eat in large quantities.

I greeted the inn clerk directly, and ordered two catties of mutton, as well as some mutton brain, mutton loin, and mutton treasure.

Then I asked if I could have some fat beef, but the guy looked confused.

As a last resort, Cheng Nuo continued to explain, making gestures with his hands.

"Fat cow, it's fat and thin beef slices."

Picking up a piece of mutton with chopsticks, he said, "The size and thickness are about the same as yours."

The clerk suddenly realized, and apologized again and again: "Sir, if you say that, then I understand, but I'm sorry, this is the first time I've heard of the word "fat cow". Come, let the kitchen make you a fresh one?"

That's right, I forgot the origin of the fat cow. Let alone our country at this time, even the United States of America, where it originated, has not yet created it. Where can I eat it at this time.

It was not until the 90s in the previous life that fat cattle spread to Hong Kong via the United States and Japan, and finally spread from Hong Kong to the mainland, and then blossomed all over the country.

Thinking of this, Cheng Nuo waved his hands again and again: "Master, you don't need to bother the shopkeeper, just bring what I reported just now."

"Alright." The clerk agreed, threw the towel over his shoulder, and trotted away.

Cheng Nuo smiled, seeing that the youngest Li on the opposite side was a little embarrassed, and joked, "Old Li, I'll give you another chance, why don't you see what you want to eat."

Li Laosan was not at ease when he was sitting, but when he heard this, he immediately stood up again: "Sir, there is no need to do this, I really have eaten at home."

Cheng Nuo feigned anger: "If you really don't order anything, then I won't take your car tomorrow."

"Hey." Li Laosan sat back again, seeing that he couldn't resist, hesitated for a moment, and said: "How about, sir, can you bring me a bowl of 'touching fish', I like this, the ones you ordered just now I haven’t eaten it since I grew up, so don’t waste it if you can’t get used to it.”

Although "moyuer" has the word "fish", it has nothing to do with fish. It is a kind of pasta shaped like a small fish, and it is also called "liujianer" or "tiaojianer".

The method is also very simple, mung bean noodles are served with white noodles.Add egg whites, edible salt and appropriate amount of water, and knead into a soft noodle.

The special shovel or chisel for pulling fish, take advantage of the water to make small strips into the pot, like a fish jumping.

Different from the method in Jin Province, the fish in old Beiping are relatively thin. At the same time, there will be a small iron ring behind the shovel and chisel. With the rhythmic pulling of the fish, it can make a crisp sound, which sounds like a kind of enjoyment for diners .

After the poached fish is cooked, take it out of the cold water and eat it.

According to personal preference, it can be fried with sauce or added with marinade. It is definitely a common delicacy.

Cheng Nuo still had a general understanding of this noodle dish, knowing that it would be bad to force it any further, so he nodded, called the buddy over again, and added a big bowl of "Moyuer".

Chinese people always like to socialize at the dinner table, and the same applies to Cheng Nuo and his wife.

Following Cheng Nuo's greetings several times, Youngest Li gradually let go. Besides the bowl of fish, he took the initiative to order a few slices of mutton and began to eat.

"Lao Li, does the taste still suit your taste?"

"Shut up, shut up, you can eat whatever you want." Seeing Cheng Nuo stop his chopsticks, Li Laosan also quickly put them down: "Sir, don't just look at me, you have to eat quickly with such a big table."

Pointing at the dishes on the table with chopsticks, Cheng Nuo smiled and said, "Haha, this is for the two of us, it's not about you."

Li Laosan refused, and after letting go, he also joked: "That's not going to happen, just taste it, if you eat too much and you like it, what will you do in the future."

"Well, if you want to eat, I'll just treat you again." Cheng Nuo spread his hands and explained jokingly, "I'll take a ride with you again in the future. I just treat you and don't pay for it. What do you think?"

Li Laosan twisted his head like a rattle, and hurriedly refused: "I can't help it, I have a lot of mouths waiting for me to raise them, if I don't talk for a day, I will be hungry a few more times, and if I talk about it, my waist will be broken."

The two of them just chatted one sentence after another. Most of the time, it was Cheng Nuo who was asking questions and Youngest Li was answering.

Through the questioning, Cheng Nuo had a preliminary understanding of the old Beiping city, and if he really went out alone in the future, Lu Chi's eyes would not be so dark.

In addition to these, Cheng Nuo was more concerned about Li Laosan's family. He knew that besides him and his sister-in-law, there was a boy and a girl who were about seven or eight years old.

And there is an old lady in the country to serve, but the house they live in Beiping City is also rented, so there is really no way to have another bed for the old lady.

After talking about it, from folk customs to food and daily life, Cheng Nuo finally felt sincerely in his heart:

"What kind of life do these common people live?"

After drinking and eating, Cheng Nuo observed that Li Laosan wanted to dig something out of his sleeve several times, but he swallowed and stopped.

Cheng Nuoke knew this movement very well.

Isn't there a saying: A cigarette after a meal is better than a living god.

Seeing that there are not many diners in the next week, and the smoking ban is not as strict as in the previous life, he smiled and said: "I don't mind, just smoke if you want."

Li Laosan smiled honestly, took out the pipe, lit it, took two puffs, then quickly put it down and put it away: "Hey, sir, let's see a joke."

After the two had a brief chat, Cheng Nuo asked the waiter to pack the food, and added a few more dishes for Li Laosan to take back.

Before leaving, they saw that there were still a few hawkers selling candied haws at the door that were not sold out, so they asked to buy two for Li Laosan.

"I bought it for the children, not for you, Lao Li. It's useless to refuse. It's getting so dark, so go back quickly. My sister-in-law is probably waiting in a hurry."

After coaxing and persuading, he finally sent Li Laosan away.

But Cheng Nuo didn't enter the house in a hurry, but walked on the street, wandering aimlessly.

It’s almost New Year’s Eve in a flash. Although ordinary people don’t have much money, they can’t hide the taste of the year. The sound of firecrackers from afar makes him even more dazed.

How many years have I not felt it in the previous life.

At this time, a child ran over and handed him a burning flower.

"Sir, my father asked me to give it to you. I wish you a happy new year!"

As he spoke, he giggled and left bouncing away.

When Chang Nuo came back to his senses, he only saw the back of a man holding a child, and he disappeared into the crowd after a while.

"Kids, I wish you a happy new year too!"

After speaking, he shook the Zihua, and walked forward with the unique thumping of young children, with a sincere smile on his face.

Just this month, "Suggestions on Literary Improvement" has been published, Peking University welcomes her most important president, "Jiayin" will be launched, and "New Youth" will also be ushered in No. 6 Jiangan Hutong, Beiping.

(End of this chapter)