Wei Qingyu, who had been alert and paying attention throughout the whole process in the small pavilion lined with green willows, fluttered his long eyelashes, and his beautiful and charming face was full of astonishment.
——There seem to be quite a few evolutionaries with the same expression as hers.
However, with the success of [Lin's *Reverse Summoning Technique], it was a semi-awkward battle that was perfectly resolved.
In the small restaurant, Lin Chou brought several dishes to the table - and of course he did not forget to take care of a certain Gungun who was just across the door.
Leng Han has seen most of these dishes, and they all focus on highlighting the original flavor of ham. They are quite satisfactory and not a surprise.
But then, a pot of green porridge and bamboo shoots served with the porridge made her eyes start to shine.
After spending several months eating and drinking with Lin Chou, Leng Han learned something.
For example, this clear porridge has rice but no rice. The porridge is thick and dense. The surface is crystal clear and the inner layer is as white as fat. It is obviously a way of making porridge without rice. Then it is paired with a little ham. The rice smells fragrant, and the salty aroma of ham is even stronger. It's clear.
It's just that the green vegetables in the porridge are very special that Ye Lenghan has never seen before. The tender green vegetable leaves immerse their own color in the porridge water, giving the porridge a permeable green color.
But when she scooped up a spoonful of porridge water, she could only see the pure whiteness in the spoon.
Leng Han had never seen this kind of vegetable leaves. The leaves were slender and saw-toothed on the edges. When he smelled the porridge water carefully, he could detect a lingering green and astringent flavor in the rice and salty aroma.
Leng Han pursed his lips as he put a spoonful of clear porridge into his red lips.
There is no salt in this porridge, and the salty aroma of ham is used as the base flavor. It is light but not flimsy at all, making it extremely memorable.
When the ham rolls down the throat, the well-hidden wild vegetable-like fragrance and bitterness begin to show up between the lips and tongue.
It will not be ostentatious or overly colorful, but the wild vegetable aroma and bitterness will only allow the mouth to develop unique functions:
The secretion of saliva intensifies and the mouth is full of sweetness. It seems that the time has reached the moment or two when the porridge has just entered the mouth.
Leng Han's eyes were filled with surprise and surprise, and the corners of his mouth turned up.
"What kind of dish is this?"
Before Lin Chou could answer, a large bowl was thrown in with a clang outside the door - if it weren't for the deep scratches on the rim of the bowl, it would be cleaner than anything that had been washed.
Lin Chou rolled his eyes and said while adding porridge to Gun Gun,
"Dandelions, fire-fighting ones, haven't you seen them?"
Leng Han blinked and pointed at the porridge bowl.
"I've seen it, but never in a bowl. It...can actually be eaten..."
Lin Chou only felt that there was something he had been holding back in his mouth for a long time: What an evil capitalist!
His ignorant childhood in the alleys always had various kinds of food as his main memory - one of the happiest things at that time was putting food into his mouth.
It's not that he's greedy, but that he's frightened of hunger. The further time goes by, the more lingering hunger becomes like a shadow.
The illusion of stomach acid burning the stomach wall, accompanied by hunger twitching in the internal organs, has occurred several times in my memory. Now, just thinking about Lin Chou's scalp still feels numb.
At that age, if a child from any family could dig up a few wild vegetables in the mud around the alley, he would immediately become known as "other people's children" to the neighbors in the alley, and be a role model.
——The grass in the second wall has been pulled out. Where did the wild vegetables come from?
A few years later, in my memory, the wild vegetables around the alley seemed to be growing like spring after a rain.
There are fewer people picking, and even if they pick a lot, they won't get praise from adults.
But the taste of a pot of wild vegetable porridge like this in the memory that occasionally flashes back is not dusty with the ignorant memory at all, but remains fresh for a long time.
Leng Han couldn't even recognize Dandelion, which made Lin Chou feel a little sad.
——Hey, capitalists are indeed monsters without childhood!
Leng Han said,
"I always feel like you're thinking about something weird."
Lin Chou handed out the "bowl" of porridge suitable for rolling bear paws, changed the subject and said,
"Try this bamboo shoot. When I was raiding the duck's nest in the morning, I actually found a few bamboo shoots in the cedar forest. It was just such a bamboo shoot, and I dug it up as soon as I saw the wind."
Leng Han picked up a piece of bamboo shoot with chopsticks, looked at it over and over, and searched for a while in the plate, but unfortunately he couldn't find any trace of ham.
"Nanzhu?"
"Yes, the outer skin of Nan bamboo shoots is black and very hard. It is different from ordinary bamboo shoots. Its bamboo shoots have a strong and fresh flavor, and the bottom is thicker. Nan bamboo is relatively rare near Mingguang, and the number of Moso bamboos is larger - unfortunately I The Qiong bamboo was plowed and replanted by Meteor from Wolf City, otherwise it would have become a vegetable in a few days."
"oh..."
Leng Han didn't understand what Lin Chou meant. It should be that bamboo shoots are more delicious?
There is no trace of any other ingredients in this plate of bamboo shoot slices. There is some translucent oil on the surface, but it does not accumulate in a puddle at the bottom of the plate, not much.
The flavor of the bamboo shoots was completely filled with the meaty aroma of ham, which made Leng Han very curious.
"What's the name of this dish? Is it also called magnolia slices?"
After processing, the bamboo shoot slices are also called magnolia slices because their shape and color resemble the petals of a magnolia flower.
For example, Lin Chou knew that a dish of fermented magnolia served in Lao Xue’s Bafanglou was very famous in Mingguang. People queued up in limited quantities according to the season, and people waiting to eat it were still flocking to it. Lao Xue would add “Baojian” and “dongpian” before the name of the fermented magnolia dish. "," Peach Blossoms", and "Spring Flowers" are the four names used to represent the season of Magnolia Blossoms before the cataclysm. They are very noble.
Lin Chou grinned awkwardly and muttered a few words, which seemed to be the name of the dish.
Leng Han: "?"
Lin sighed sadly,
"Scrape avocado (plow)."
Leng Han: "??"
Lin Chou had no choice but to forcefully explain.
"Cut the bamboo shoots with a cross-cut knife and then cut them into slices. See if the triangular bamboo shoots look like a pear after being oiled. They are also white in color and make a crisp sound when cut..."
"Scraping oil means cooking bamboo shoots with meat and bacon together. The bamboo shoots will absorb a lot of oil and make it rich in flavor. In other words, you use bamboo shoot slices to scrape away the oil and aroma in the meat, so many chefs call this combination called scraping oil."
"Who knows who the goddamn cook who jumped out of the mountain would tell my father such a weird name, and he would still miss my unreliable father..."
Leng Han silently chewed the bamboo shoots and continued to rummage through the plate with his chopsticks.
"Where's the bacon?"
Lin Chou opened his mouth,
"Of course I have to remove the oil after shaving. It's dry and doesn't look good."
Leng Han: "???"
It felt like the cold Tyrannosaurus's eyes were not filled with doubts, but as if he was looking at a complete prodigal.
Lin Chou: If you look at me like that again, I will be (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻. Hey!
Of course, Lin was just thinking about this - I still need to continue to protect my ammunition depot.
