Chapter 18, Potato

Style: Romance Author: Nancheng LaojiuWords: 3089Update Time: 24/01/12 04:37:32
I don't know why, but even though they are the same age, Xiao Hua'er feels that Fatty Hu is not pleasing to the eye.

Suddenly there was a little fat man running around in the courtyard, learning how to make tea eggs, and then changing his mind and learning how to cook stewed eggs. He wanted to do everything, and he wanted to learn everything, which made people look at him. Sima The heart of Zhao is clear!

I don’t know why my own brother and brother Paw got used to his bad habits. They simply responded to his request and were not afraid of teaching his apprentice to starve to death.

Seeing the fat man's flattering expression impatiently, Xiao Hua'er would rather stay at home alone and cook a bowl of noodles with soybean paste for a meal at night than follow him to the night market.

Alone at home, as soon as the door is closed, it is her own world. If she wants to read a book, watch TV, or play guitar, the little girl suddenly finds the joy of being alone.

There are no adults at home, and now even the annoying smelly brother is not here. At this time, the home is heaven!

"Bai Suzhen at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, has been cultivating this body for thousands of years in the cave, ah ah ah~"

Sitting on the bed, holding the guitar in her hand, and referring to the handwritten music sheet left by Wang Hongyu, Xiao Huaer learned to sing the theme song of the White Snake in the TV series line by line.

Wang Hongyu's songbook is very exquisitely done. The handwritten lyrics are neatly marked with simplified musical notations, and some even mark the corresponding chords. This way, even a guitar beginner like Xiaohuaer can follow the songbook. Explore and practice on your own.

After Xiao Hua'er carefully listened to the White Snake theme song twice, she flipped through the songbook casually to see what other songs were suitable for her practice. Wang Hongyu regarded this songbook as her own treasure, and usually others would want to take a look at it. It's all quite strenuous. No one else came today, but the songbook is left here. Xiao Hua'er will definitely not miss this opportunity.

I flipped through the pages and found that the songs copied above were all quite new, including Cantonese songs such as "Broader Sea and Sky" which had just become popular on Hong Kong Island.

When I turned to the last page, a completely unfamiliar new song caught Xiao Hua'er's attention.

Lonely brave? The title of this song is quite fresh and the lyrics are very long, but the simplified music score above has not been annotated yet.

"What song is this? Are you still fighting? Fight! Is this a war song? The lyrics are a bit interesting..."

"I love you walking alone in the dark alley, I love the way you don't kneel... Who said that the one who stands in the light is the hero..." The music score of the upper part of the lyrics has been marked, so I try to hum a few lines casually, don't say , this song is quite exciting!

An unheard song suddenly aroused Xiao Hua'er's interest. After comparing some of the musical notations marked above, Xiao Hua'er picked up the guitar and began to play the unfamiliar melody bit by bit.

There was a knock on the door, and the knock was very strong. Xiao Hua'er shouted "Come on, come on!" She jumped off the bed, walked to the door in a few steps, opened the door, and looked at the person knocking in front of her. The stranger was stunned for a moment.

This squat man at the door has a round head with a round bob, a round face and a pair of round eyes with bright black eyes. The first impression he gives is that he is honest and honest, and also brings an inexplicable joy. feel.

How can a big boy look like a potato? !

The person who knocked on the door was a little shy. When he saw the little girl coming out, he put the artificial leather bag on the ground and asked with a smile, speaking with a northwest accent: "Is this Yao Dahai's home?"

"Yao Dahai is my dad, who are you?" Yao Xiaohua blinked her big eyes and asked.



This round and potato-like young man is called Mancheng. He is the one Gu Changan mentioned just now at the night market. He is a comrade of Yao’s father. He just retired this year. When he heard that there were job opportunities in Pingcheng, he ran away I came here and wanted to try my luck in a big city.

Ordinarily, when people come all the way to other cities, they should find a hotel to stay in. Even if they are not financially well-off, they should find a cheap hotel, which can be solved with just a few dollars a day. There is an issue of accommodation, but Yao Yuan's father and colleagues from Yao Dahai's side seem to have a common problem, that is, when they come to Pingcheng, whether it is for business or personal reasons, their first choice is to stay at their own home.

No one has this problem anymore. No matter whether they know someone or not, they can walk into the hotel with two pounds of apples and stay there for a long time.

It feels really awkward to have a stranger in the house for no apparent reason.

Yao Yuan sometimes thought that this problem might not be caused by his father's colleagues, but probably the root cause was his father himself.

I don’t know what the old man’s motivation is, is it to save so much accommodation fee for his colleagues? Or let those colleagues who live in the house monitor the lives of the two children at home?

Looking at the stocky little potato in front of him, Yao Yuan guessed that the main reason why this Mancheng comrade came to stay at home was to save the accommodation fee.

The whole city looks like a retired soldier. He is still wearing a military uniform, but the five-pointed star, collar insignia, and epaulettes have been removed. Moreover, this military uniform is obviously not new. It has been washed and turned slightly white, and the elbows and knees are The place is already worn and worn, and the pair of rubber shoes under his feet are also a little worn. It can be seen that the economic conditions of Mancheng are not very good.

Yao Yuan put a bag of steamed buns and a few tea eggs he brought back for his little sister on the table, and motioned to Mancheng to give him a little extra. I guess this Mancheng touched them as soon as he got off the train, so he must still have dinner. Didn't eat.

Seeing Yao Yuan's return, Mancheng quickly took out a few plastic bags from the artificial leather bag he brought with him and placed them on the table.

"This is a specialty from my hometown. It's not worth a few bucks. I brought it here for you to try." Mancheng spoke with a strong northwest accent.

Yao Yuan looked at the wrinkled plastic bags on the table and thought to himself, it's okay, as long as the ones he brought weren't apples or watermelons this time.

But he said politely: "Come just come, bring anything else, my dad will definitely be in a hurry when he finds out about it!"

Mancheng smiled honestly, and the teeth under his thick lips were quite white: "What are you talking about? How can you come here empty-handed for the first time? Besides, these are things produced in your own land, even if you are the leader of Yao I won’t be angry if I know.”

As he spoke, he opened the plastic bag.

Yao Yuan's curiosity also aroused, wondering what new things this potato brother had brought all the way from the northwest, thousands of miles away.

"This is wolfberry, a specialty of my hometown; this is lily, both of which are medicinal and edible. They can be used in cooking and soup." Mancheng brought them out and introduced them the same way.

Don't tell me, these are really the specialties of the northwest. The wolfberry fruit is red and has large and plump grains, and the fresh lily with soil is plump and as white as jade. You can tell at a glance that they are all good things.

Yao Yaoyuan looked at the other plastic bag in shock. There was a big mess in the plastic bag, like a bunch of black hair: "Wait a minute, Mancheng, what is this black bag? Don't tell me. Am I serving food?!"

Mancheng chuckled: "Oh, Yao Yuan, you are quite discerning. This is one of the specialties of my hometown, Nostoc!"

Serve!

It has been ranked first among delicacies from mountains and seas since ancient times. It is a very precious ingredient. Although this dish is just an algae that grows in high-altitude and arid areas, its protein content is higher than that of ordinary meat and eggs in terms of nutritional value. . In addition to protein, it is also rich in various calcium, phosphorus, iron and other nutrients necessary for the human body.

What's even more rare is that Nostoc has high medicinal value and has a good therapeutic effect on diseases such as hypertension, phlegm and asthma, and even gynecological diseases.

Because Nostoc has these rare advantages, and its growing environment is harsh, the growth period is long, and it is difficult to pick, it has always been a rare ingredient. It is used as a tribute and is difficult to see among the people. The price is also very high.

In addition, Nostoc is a good-favored food homophonic to "Fat Cai" by southerners. It is often used in high-end banquets, so it is even more regarded as a precious ingredient.

Nostoc grows in desert areas with drought and little rain. The vegetation environment there is already very fragile. When people harvest Nostoc, it will cause irreversible damage to the vegetation environment. Therefore, as soon as we enter the 21st century, the country simply issued a The ban was issued, prohibiting the harvesting and trading of all vegetables.

So even though Yao Yuan was a chef in his previous life, he really didn't have much exposure to this precious ingredient.

not bad! Despite his inconspicuous appearance, Mancheng has several interesting local products brought from all this distance.

Wolfberries, lilies, and nostoc are all specialties grown in the northwest. The key is that they are all good ingredients for medicine and food. Especially in this day and age, even fresh wolfberries and lilies are very rare in Pingcheng. .

Yao Yuan said thank you and stretched out his hand to signal Mancheng to eat something quickly.

Mancheng looked like he was starving for a long time. He quickly picked up a tea egg, peeled off the skin and stuffed it into his mouth in one bite.

Unexpectedly, I ate too quickly and choked on the egg yolk. After stretching my neck and swallowing hard, I quickly picked up the water glass in front of me and poured a few sips into my mouth before I could catch my breath.

Xiao Hua'er laughed unkindly at the side.

Mancheng also laughed twice: "This, this egg is very delicious. It's different in your big cities. Even the braised eggs are more delicious than our basic units."

Yao Yuan glared at Xiao Hua'er, his stinky sister was getting worse and worse, and she had to discipline her if she had the chance.

"You came to Pingcheng this time to find a job? How are you? Do you have a goal?" Yao Yuan changed the subject to ease the other party's embarrassment.

Mancheng nodded: "There is someone in the unit who works in the Foreign Languages ​​Publishing Bureau. I heard that their cafeteria is looking for a chef, so he introduced me to try."

chef? !

Yao Yuan looked at the person opposite him in surprise. Isn't it true that a person cannot be judged by his appearance? !

"So you are a chef?"

Mancheng nodded a little sheepishly: "Yeah, I was a cook in my old unit."