Ancient Foodie Survival Guide

Lian Liuhe and the brothers stood aggressively on the streets of the snack street, as if they were facing an enemy.

His arm was injured, and there was a white cloth hanging on his neck, which did not match his heroic appearance at all. He slammed here seriously, which looked a little funny.

"This is it?" The lieutenant glanced suspiciously.

He nodded six times, although he was puzzled, but he tried his best to show disdain: "This is what the surname Lin said, huh, what kind of restaurant I thought it was?" He glanced across the invisible street , I swept the very simple looking shops on both sides of the street, "Our restaurant is much more generous than here."

"Yes."

Even six injuries are not serious, but the emperor specifically told him to recover his injuries in the capital before returning. Lian’s family has a house in Beijing. It is reasonable to say that Lian Liu should stay there to recuperate, but he didn’t want to suffocate in the house, and was agitated by Lin Cheng who owed him, so he ran to the snack street to see what Lin Cheng was. What are you proud of.

The people who come and go in the snack street are all people, everyone is very relaxed, only a few of them have a straight back, a nervous look.

Their skin color is the wheaten color that has been exposed to the sun all year round, and their faces are cold. They are not ordinary people at first glance. The diners subconsciously give them a way.

The soldiers following Lian Liu saw that the people were watching them, and they were a little worried: "General, why do they look at us like this?"

Lian Liu also gradually stiffened: "You won't come in and you have to pay first, right?" He smelled the unscented scent of food in the air, and became more guilty, "No, I won't corrupt people, will I? If you are uneasy and kind, you must be thinking of ways to cheat me."

What he said entered the ears of the diners next to him, who looked at him strangely, and saw that he was a decent person. How can he say such a bad word?

"This son's remark is wrong. If you go to Beijing to find out about this snack street, it is famous for its high quality and low price."

Lian Liu tried to make himself look less like a hillbilly, and nodded pretendingly: "Ah, I just talked casually."

He led the lieutenants to the snack street quickly, and he was relieved after shaking off the man just now.

In the snack street, there were more diners, and the aroma of the food became richer and richer. Several people swallowed at the same time.

They look at me and I look at you. In the end, Lian Liu made a decision. He raised his hand and pointed to the shop in front of him: "This is it."

At this time, there are not many customers in the store, and there are still free tables. Lian Liu and his party chose a table to sit down. Just after sitting down, Xiao Er came over with charcoal and paper.

"What do the guest officers want?"

Lian Liu learned the appearance of the son from the capital before, pretending to say in a very skilled tone: "Here you have any signature dishes."

Xiao Er was flabbergasted: "Guardian, we sell spicy and spicy mix here. For the signature dishes, it depends on what you add." He handed the menu to Lian Liu, "You can add meatballs, crab sticks, etc., and you can also add noodles or powder."

Lian Liu faced the menu. He didn't like reading since he was a child, and he didn't know how to read characters. Finally he knew all the words on the menu, but he didn't know what they were together.

"What is the spicy sauce?" he whispered.

"I do not know."

Because he was afraid of showing up, Lian Liu had to point to the menu and ordered a few randomly, and said, "Well, that's it."

Xiao Er took notes and asked: "Four bowls?"

"Correct."

"What kind of flavor? You see here are slightly spicy, spicy, sour and spicy, sweet and spicy, sour and sweet and spicy..."

Lian Liu didn't recognize the word "spicy" and pointed to one again.

Xiao Er nodded, stepped back and passed the food.

In a short while, four bowls of steaming hot and spicy mix were placed on the table.

The expressions of these people are even more rigid than when they could not read the menu: "What is this?"

Mala Mix is ​​a bit similar to Mala Tang. It contains rich ingredients, except that the Mala Mix has no soup, and the flavor will be sesame sauce as the main flavor. According to the choice of the diners, you can choose from sweet, sour, and spicy. Spicy mixed with meat, vegetables and noodles, the ingredients are rich, the colors are colorful, the mellow and thick sesame sauce is evenly wrapped on the ingredients, the red oil is bright, and the taste is thicker than the spicy soup with the soup.

Such a big bowl of hodgepodge, looking at the novelty, smelling also novel, even a few people can not help but worry about whether the price will be too high.

After Xiao Er left, they hesitated to move the chopsticks.

Stir in the spicy and spicy mix, the thick sesame paste brings out a fragrant and spicy aroma, with the sweet and sour taste rushing to the face, it is really a big move.

How about many dishes to thicken? One is to make the ingredients drunk with juice, and the taste is stronger; the other is to add a layer of bright film to make the appearance better. For example, if you pick up a piece of dark green kelp, wrap it with bright sesame paste, dotted with sesame paste, and the red oil shimmers slightly. It looks very attractive.

Lian Liu grew up in Northland, and has not eaten seafood, let alone kelp. The skin of the kelp is slightly crispy and slippery, and the bite taste is very solid, as if it has absorbed the taste of the sea, but the slightly weird fishy layer is suppressed by the spicy and sweet taste, leaving only a strong umami taste.

Pick up another vegetable, which can wrap the soup better than kelp. The vegetable leaves are soaked in the flavor, and it is heavy. The first entrance is full of the taste of sesame sauce, chewing and crispy, the sesame sauce is long and delicate but domineering , The mellow fragrance fills the lips and cheeks everywhere. The tip of the tongue feels slightly numb and spicy, but because of the sweetness and sourness that once improved the flavor, people unconsciously ignore the stimulation brought by the spicy taste. Only addiction is left. Until the end, the freshness of the vegetables can be tasted in the aftertaste. taste.

Lian Liu was completely stunned. This... When I came in just now, some diners said that it was "good quality and low price". It must be an errant with the surname Lin. How could such a delicious food be cheap?

But he immediately put aside the idea, tasting the most important thing.

Fishballs are springy, full of umami flavor; meat intestines are crispy, soft and waxy inside, and full of starch is the soul. It must be authentic with a delicate taste and meat flavor; wide and chewy, tender and smooth, wrapped It's full of sauce, sucking in, bouncing teeth on the tip of the tongue, and chewing is very addictive.

The dishes are rich. Slowly a large bowl, and most of it is consumed when you taste it. The remaining sesame sauce and noodles at the bottom of the bowl are wrapped together to make it thicker.

At this moment, the noodles have been soaked soft, full of the sauce, and a bit melted. When the chopsticks are stirred, it will make a sticky sound. One pick is a large chopstick, which wraps all the tahini sauce remaining on the bottom of the bowl, and it is extremely thick.

At this time, you have to open your mouth wide, stuff it into your mouth, and chew slowly with a puffed bun. This is the strongest moment of sesame sauce, as if it is not noodles, but pure sauce. Every bite can feel the mellow aroma reverberating in the mouth. The soft noodles are easy to chew, but they will not be too soft. , Mixed with sesame sauce, there is a very satisfying sense of happiness.

Lian Liu and his party ate clean the noodles at the bottom of the bowl, and had to turn the chopsticks around the bottom of the bowl for the last bite to ensure that all the sesame sauce was taken away.

When they finished eating, they looked up with great contentment and saw a lady standing in front of them looking at them weirdly.

Her brows and eyes were heroic, she was neatly dressed, and her figure was upright and bright, she was not at all like the beautiful ladies in the capital.

Lian Liu has enjoyed eating, but the worry that he has been worried about has not been let go, for fear that this shopkeeper came to squander the money.

He swallowed, trying to act not like a hillbilly entering the city: "Well, the treasurer's checkout."

When the lady heard him speak, her brows frowned slightly: "I don't look like a person from Beijing, listening to your accent."

Lian Liu was immediately unhappy, is his accent that heavy?

"Why? I, we also have a lot of delicious food there, for example, for example, uh... what, lamb soup, it's delicious, and roasted wild boar..."

The lady interrupted him: "Are you from the North?"

He was a little surprised: "Can you still hear it?"

The lady smiled and said, "Yes, because I am also from the North." At this point, she looked down slightly, half nostalgic, half lonely, "What kind of delicious lamb soup and roasted wild boar are. "

Lian Liu didn't like to listen, but he didn't dare to brag and brag in front of him.

Zhou raised his head and looked at them with dark skin and bright eyes, and he felt nostalgia for Mobei: "Have been on the battlefield?"

Lian Liu felt the popularity in front of him was full, and replied unconsciously, "Yes."

There was a friendly smile on Zhou's face. I didn't know what was thinking, and his eyes looked at them with a hint of relief: "Xiao Er, give these little brothers some bowls of spicy and spicy mix, and the rice rolls next door, Let’s have a handful of cakes or something and put it on my account."

Lian Liuxi was confused and didn't understand what was going on. Zhou's over there was ready to leave. Halfway through, he turned his head and pointed to Lian Liu: "He is injured and can't eat spicy food."

After Xiao Erying went downstairs, Lian Liu reacted and hurriedly stopped Zhou, "Eh, this lady, what does it mean to charge you?"

Zhou turned her head and smiled indifferently: "It's rare to see young children from the North, please have a meal." She added, "You won't be able to eat when you return to the North." As soon as she exited, she was taken aback. .

Despite Lian Liu's shouts behind her, she went downstairs neatly.

Out of the shop, Zhou stood quietly on the side of the street, watching the people coming and going in the snack street. The diners all smiled, happy and contented. There are businessmen who come here after a busy day to treat themselves with food, there are old gluttons who specialize in soothing gluttons, and the husband who takes a family to play and greet...their figures gradually The figures of the people in Mobei, who had been blurred in their memory, overlapped.

She trembled in her heart, and there was a strange noise in her heart. She looked to the north and whispered softly: "Back to the north..."

Although Xie Xun retreated the fever, the stab wound on his chest was not healed. After a dose of decoction, he fell asleep deeply, and the injury gradually improved.

Jiang Shuyao entrusted all the business affairs to the Zhou family, and didn't think about food anymore, and kept Xie Xun's wounds every day.

Xie Xun felt very uncomfortable with this, and persuaded: "I am just a small injury, it is not a major problem, you don't have to trouble."

Jiang Shuyao shook his head: "No, I don't worry about you. I'd better keep it."

Xie Xun instinctively wanted to say something polite, and quickly restrained himself with reason, biting his lip, not letting himself speak.

Although this sounds hateful, he hopes that Jiang Shuyao can stay with him more.

Jiang Shuyao saw him biting his lower lip, thinking that his wound was painful, and asked nervously, "What's wrong? Is it uncomfortable?"

She said that she was about to lean over. Xie Xun thought that she had been lying in bed for a day, feeling bored and sweating. She hadn't cleaned herself. She was afraid that she had a smell, so she quickly avoided: "Don't come over!"

Jiang Shuyao knew that his Xijie's problem had committed again, and she would have called Xiao Si to come in and help him wipe his body several times before, but today she decided not to get used to his problem.

"You're just lying on the bed. How can it be that if you wash up twice a day and catch the cold while holding the wound, it is not worth the loss."

Xie Xun loves cleanliness, but the biggest reason for being clean at this time is not because he is uncomfortable, but because Jiang Shuyao is by his side, he must be clean and tidy.

It's just that this thought can't be understood, he raised his eyes to look at Jiang Shuyao, and quickly moved away.

Jiang Shuyao didn't pay attention to his small movements, and sat down on the side of the bed: "Just bear it, call someone in before going to bed at night to wipe your body, and now drink the medicine first."

Xie Xun curled his lips unwillingly, trying to refute, but was afraid to make Jiang Shu unhappy.

Seeing that Jiang Shuya was about to lean over to feed the medicine, his awkward and careful thinking committed again, and he quickly raised his hand and said, "I'll do it myself."

Raising his hand too violently this time, he reached the wound, his hand crooked to touch Jiang Shuyao's wrist, and the medicine bowl was suddenly overturned.

The hot soup spilled on his chest, causing him to groan.

"What's the matter with you!" Seeing this, Jiang Shuyao didn't care about the others, and quickly leaned over to check the bandage on his chest.

He was injured on his chest, and his robes were only loosely tied. After pulling off the collar, the medicine cloth inside was exposed.

At this time, the white cloth had been stained with the brown soup, and Jiang Shuyao was so scared that Jiang Shuyao quickly asked, "Is it hot?"

She was so close that Xie Xun didn't dare to breathe anymore, no answer was possible.

Jiang Shuyao listened to him and stopped talking, and quickly took the scissors and cut the dressing open. The wound would become pus if it got wet.

She held down Xie Xun: "Don't move."

Across the clothes, her palms were warm and soft, and Xie Xun dared not move anymore.

She was very careful when she cut the cloth, because she was afraid of hurting Xie Xun, she got close, so close that Xie Xun could feel her nose.

When she lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembled and she was very focused.

Xie Xun peeped at her silently, the heat climbed from her neck to the base of her ears, her face gradually turned red, and even her eyes were moistened and brighter by the heat.

However, she moved too carefully, cut it, glanced at it, and touched it again, fearing that one would accidentally involve his wound.

This was extremely tormenting for Xie Xun. He wanted her to hurry up but didn't want her to leave.

He gradually wandered out of the world, and he had known that he would have someone come in to help him wipe his body and comb his hair while she was out to decocting.

At this moment, Jiang Shuyao began to cut the inner layer.

Her fingers hooked the edge of the cloth, and her fingertips slid on his skin, making Xie Xun stiff with a slightly numb itchy.

Jiang Shuya felt his tightness. The anger that overturned the decoction just because of his troubles disappeared. He softened his tone and asked, "Is it painful?"

When she raised her head, her gaze fell into Xie Xun's eyes.

He lowered his eyes to look at her, the tails of his eyes were slightly pointed, the arcs were beautiful, the eyelashes blocked the clear eyes, and the eyes were wet and shiny, and he looked a bit wronged.

Jiang Shuyao was hit by his beauty, raised his chin and kissed him, and coaxed: "Sorry, you shouldn't be offended."

Xie Xun was initially confused, said nothing and did nothing, and was kissed by her again, and suddenly became even more dizzy. His mind was numb and he didn't know what happened.

Jiang Shuyao babblingly explained: "The imperial doctor also said, telling you to heal your wounds, don't move around. You must hold the wound when you wipe your body twice a day. How long will it take to toss it?" She finished cutting it again. , Gently pulled the cloth, and removed the white cloth strips surrounding him.

Because she didn't dare to let Xie Xun move, she could only step over Xie Xun into the bed to get the cloth strips behind him diagonally. Unexpectedly, Xie Xun bent her leg. She didn't pay attention, and she was caught all of a sudden, and fell on the brocade blanket.

She hurriedly got up: "Isn't it pressing you?" She didn't finish her words, what happened, she was furious, "Who is so careless, there is a dagger on the bed--" When she said this, she reached out and touched.

"Hmm." Xie Xun, who had bent his legs as a cover, let out a painful grunt, and Jiang Shuyao stopped immediately with fright.

She was in a panic and didn't react, but now seeing Xie Xun's face flushed and embarrassed, there is nothing else she didn't understand. She quickly continued the action just now to take off the cloth strips, and slipped away embarrassingly: "I call someone Come in and help change the dressing."

As soon as she left, Xie Xie wailed, and fell into the bed, crushing the wound, gritted her teeth in pain.