Allure

Chapter 41

While talking, some cold dishes came up, Lei Dapeng's eyes lit up, Sim Muxian looked at it with great interest, but Shan Yong was sitting with a big horse with a golden knife, Wang Huating didn't quite understand it, and saw three people who came in At the age of 40, with a short-breasted coarse cloth, wearing an apron, dressed as a chef, but with shiny leather shoes on his feet, and a valuable gold watch on his wrist, with a fat smile on his face, what do you think? He doesn't look like a clerk either, but this movement is really good-looking, but it is a real clerk's skill. With a lift, a release, and a lift of the hand, a huge food plate is not sprinkled, and the four cold dishes are served on the table without hesitation. There is a follower at the back, and the singer in front is shouting: "Garlic donkey ears, brine donkey heart, ginger donkey lips, pickled pepper donkey liver, spicy mouth strips, plus a cucumber dipping sauce to clear the mouth... Take it easy, everyone." .”

While talking, he quickly put a few cold dishes on the table, opened the mud-covered jar, poured out the wine, and the whole thing was served in a bowl. The smiling shopkeeper asked Shan Yong with a smile : "I heard that you are the uncle of the historian."

"Hehe...the horoscope is not written, don't take it seriously, I will invite a few friends to sit down." Shan Yong said politely, speaking very casually.Anyone with a noble status is more low-key, so humble, the shopkeeper is more convinced, since Shan Yong is forced to pretend, it seems that he has pretended to the end, and asked with the eyes of a master looking at a servant: " Oh, this boss, it’s strange to see you. I’ve often been in the village, but haven’t I seen you before?”

"Hehe, I'm from Mr. Shi's generation. I went to Shandong in the early years. I won't come back to visit my hometown now." The man said with a smile. Seeing Shan Yong's appearance was a bit strange, and he was more polite, and said: "I said uncle, we have twelve cold dishes, 48 ​​hot dishes, and nine soups. I think there are only four of you here. I'm afraid you can't eat those. Why don't you choose a few."

He said he was a pick, but he didn't give the name of the dish and didn't report it. In this situation, most people would be dumbfounded, but Shan Yong smiled and passed a smoke to this man: "How many chefs are here this year?"

"The Kungfu Donkey's Huang Damao is here, Guan Shancheng Xiaomi is here, Dezhou Yipinju is also here, and our old brothers are also coming back to have a good time." The man said, following Shan Yongfa's words Cigarettes, the fire is lit, the cigarettes are lit, although the appearance is dressed as a chef's servant, but it is not as low-browed as a servant, it should be a person who has made a fortune without forgetting his roots.Shan Yong directly ordered the dishes: "Jiuzhuan donkey intestines, shredded; fish-flavored donkey shreds, Yipinju; A stewed money in red soup with abalone sauce, that’s it, let my friend try it.”

"Hey, this foodie said that you are not the uncle of the Shi family. The dishes you order here are all specialties. Just wait a moment."

The man seemed to have discovered a new continent, and after a few compliments, he went out happily. He didn't know where the joy came from.

At this meeting, Lei Dapeng and Si Muxian had already grabbed a small cucumber and chewed it. Wang Huating hadn't moved his chopsticks yet, but the biggest doubts of the three were all on Shan Yong. You said that my uncle can't be true Well, this attitude is not fake.

Shan Yong picked up his chopsticks, took a sip of his wine, and explained with a smile that this old donkey garden historian was a figure in his early years. He started selling donkey skins. In the past, donkey skins were more expensive than donkey meat, and the main ingredient of donkey-hide gelatin.I met a lot of friends from Luzhou to Shandong and Henan, and most of them were like-minded people. The donkey meat business was not so prosperous a few years ago, but the foundation was laid long ago, and now the business is good. With the unique breeding conditions of the donkey farm, the historians are naturally eagerly awaited by everyone. Every year for this order, the bosses from all over the country, including restaurants with large sales, bring their chefs. The skill of cooking donkey meat has almost become an unofficial gathering.Don't look at the master chefs who cook here, most of them have set up facades outside, and those who pull it out are worth a lot of money.

This Wang Huating believed that she noticed that the man was wearing nondescript clothes just now, as if she was deliberately dressing up as a mistress.Talking and laughing, I started to eat. Although the place is a bit crude, the cooking of this dish is not simple at all. In the heart of the marinated donkey, there are red, white and white slices mixed with garlic buds that have turned into light green. Take a bite, it is spicy The crunchy chewiness is quite flavorful, but the donkey's lips are purple and white, and there is a flower-shaped pattern on the plate, which is very high-grade, but Shan Yong looked at the knife workmanship, and said a little sadly, it's just this lip cut. Except for the people from the Hebei Kung Fu Donkey family, no other family can really do it. It is said that this knife skill is practiced on a piece of white paper. It is not until the meat is cut that there is no knife mark on the whole paper. .

Lei Dapeng nodded frequently while chewing, and didn't say much.Si Muxian took a few sips, but he appreciated that the donkey ear was well done, it was crispy, very clear, neither sticky nor hard nor old, just right.

The three of them poured and drank slowly, but Wang Huating was left to dry. After eating for a while, Shan Yong persuaded Wang Huating, who was afraid to hold his chopsticks, "What's the matter? I feel sorry for the living beings again, eat."

Hmm, Wang Huating shook her head with embarrassment in her eyes. To be honest, these ears, hearts, mouthpieces, and lips really don't have much appetite for contacting the donkeys outside the door, let alone these sewers. No matter how I like it, I didn't move my chopsticks for a long time.

Shan Yong made his own decision, took a piece of donkey liver, and said with a smile: "There is an old saying that if you are kind, you treat it as a donkey liver and lung... just leave it here, try it, this is authentic donkey liver in marinated water, Luzhou doesn't have it yet "The two were giggling, Wang Huating managed to muster up the courage to take a small bite, although she also thought it was delicious, but I'm afraid she couldn't get rid of that little psychological barrier, Shan Yong didn't try to persuade her, she just said it Let's wait for the big meal, it's just an appetizer, and the special features haven't come out yet.

Hearing this, Wang Huating really put down his chopsticks, and Shan Yong persuaded him to have a sip of wine and wait, the wine here tastes good.I don't know what prompted it, but she seemed to see the three drinking very well, so she put it to her mouth and took a sip.Unexpectedly, with a "flutter", Wang Huating sprayed out all of it from one side of her head, and then fanned her mouth with her hand, babbling, and sticking out her tongue, with an expression of being unbearable.Those three laughed at the same time, and finally led the League Secretary into the ditch.

Wang Huating pointed at Shan Yong and stared at what to say, but she couldn't say anything. It was Lei Dapeng who hurriedly handed over the water glass and moved the dishes to persuade him: "Hurry up and drink some water... Hurry up, hurry up, Press down."

I only felt a burning sensation from the mouth to the throat, as if a pot was boiling in the mouth. Wang Huating kept holding the chopsticks and stuffed a large chopstick into her mouth, then poured water and drank it straight at the place. The hot feeling went down, and it took a long time for it to ease. Wang Huating said angrily to Shan Yong: "Is it intentional? What is this?"

"Wine." Shan Yong said.

"Is it wine? It's stronger than alcohol." Wang Huating said.

"Almost, this wine is called Mengdaolu, which is higher than the old Baifen with 63 degrees." Lei Dapeng said with a smile.At this time, Wang Huating realized that these guys were taking a small sip. Just now, she deliberately looked at her as a joke. She snorted and asked the three of them, "Are you all doing it on purpose?"

"Deliberately." Shan Yong taught Wang Huating slowly, holding the donkey's ears, "How do you feel now, like this, smack smack, come on..."

Wang Huating was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously pouted her mouth, and then found something strange. In the hot feeling that just disappeared, there was an aftertaste of food, an indescribable smell of food and wine, although it was a bit fierce, But the fragrance is also cool.Dazed for a moment, he looked at the plate he had just picked up. It smelled like donkey liver in marinated water. Shan Yong, who deliberately teased him, said, "It would be a pity if you didn't try it. Kungfu donkey's donkey liver is famous. We in Luzhou can't eat it, it's a perfect match with spirits, one is strong and the other is warm, it's so refreshing to eat."

It's quite mysterious, but Wang Huating really felt that the aftertaste was very fragrant, and it took a lot of courage to grab another piece, just like tasting sparrow meat, at least she dared to move her chopsticks.

A few flavors of cold dishes are already a testament to his skill, Lei Dapeng kept chopsticks, Si Muxian and Shan Yong each tasted a few, but they had already stopped chopping while sipping wine, Shan Yong reminded Lei Dapeng: "Dapeng, The big dishes haven't been served yet, so don't hold on."

"It's okay, at worst, one meal is worth three meals, I'm afraid of being hungry, not afraid of being stretched."

Lei Dapeng chewed, the way he ate was really not very elegant, which made Shan Yong and Si Muxian laugh.Wang Huating tasted a few chopsticks, but didn't eat much. This thing is good, but the psychological shadow is too heavy, and she dared to taste the donkey liver, but she didn't dare to touch the others.

As soon as I put down the chopsticks here, after a few sips of wine, the hot dishes over there have already entered the door. The shopkeeper who came earlier brought his attendants, and put two large food plates, the red one is deep red, the purple one is crimson purple, and the white one is crystal clear, the largest. A plate of donkey rib meat, the rib meat with the bone is more than half a foot long, the black lacquered square plate looks like an ancient utensil, and it occupies less than half of the table on the table. Sesame, sprinkled with cumin, covered with a few green coriander trees, the hot air carries the mixed aroma of cumin, sesame, and rib meat straight into the nostrils, making people take a deep breath for a while, and then straighten their waist , stalked neck, look straight at this rather rough-looking rib, but this is another style, revealing a boldness, which makes people unable to resist the urge to eat a big piece.

Just took a look and didn't see the details, but the later food bowl was a whole big soup jar, this time, it overwhelmed the aroma of the ribs again, and the dense fragrance was accompanied by the heat from the milky white food bowl When the big blue and white lid is lifted, the tender white of a few yams is exposed in the thick and red soup color. Quaint, but simplicity is not simple, the unassuming appearance and fragrance, but it firmly overwhelms the rough and domineering donkey ribs.

The color seems to reveal a kind of desire; the shape seems to have a mysterious hint in the seductive eyes; the fragrance, which seems to be concentrated in the essence of the ingredients, overwhelms all the delicacies, and it is a little refreshing, Sniffing deeply is a bit seductive, and even Wang Huating, who just put down the chopsticks, was seduced into curiosity. This strange dish made her overcome the psychological barrier at once, and picked up the chopsticks unconsciously...

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