There are many delicacies that seem to be quite delicious when told by others, but when you eat them yourself, you can't wait to put the bowl on the chef's head.
This is mainly due to the fact that modern people's taste bud thresholds have been adjusted to very high levels under the stimulation of various flavors. Secondly, it is probably because the cook wants to get off work in a hurry and cooks everything quickly.
Almost none of the roasted lamb or whole-ox feasts in the grassland scenic spots are authentic. The chefs in the back hall probably have graduation certificates issued by New Oriental, so if you want to look forward to the legendary delicacies, just think about it and then eat it. Just give it to others.
Real food is made with care.
When Zhang Fan struggled to open the lid of the big pot brought by the old Harbin man, the fragrant aroma, accompanied by water vapor, went straight into Zhang Fan's nostrils. To be honest, Zhang Fan almost couldn't bear it.
I didn’t have a good meal all day, and it was very troublesome to put on and take off the protective clothing. I just drank a can of milk at noon, which was just enough to fill my stomach.
At this time, it was strange that they could hold back such a fragrant smell.
Lifting the lid of the pot, when the heat dissipated slightly, I saw a large pot full of grass-like plants covering half of the pot, and the milky white soup was slightly hidden among the grass.
Along the edge of the pot, there are a lot of golden pancakes stuck to the edge of the pot. The steamed pancake, with its beautiful color and dripping grease, made the head nurse start to sip on it.
"A pot of vegetables and pancakes all tastes like meat? Let me give you a taste first." As he spoke, the head nurse in the operating room went to get the chopsticks.
At this time, Lao Ju spoke, "Hey! The old man has freed up his entire family to entertain us."
"What?" Zhang Fan asked in confusion. Even a pot of meat is not a rare food on the grassland.
"This is a dish that was only served to extremely distinguished guests in the tribe in the past. Not only is it time-consuming to cook, but the ingredients are quite precious.
Let’s talk about this pancake first. This pancake is made from freshly ground corn stones, and then mixed with a little white flour and millet flour. Do not use water when mixing the dough.
Sheep soup must be made from large bones of sheep. The bone residue is removed, mixed with ghee and milk, and then fermented with a starter made of yogurt.
This kind of pancake is glutinous but not doughy, and has a unique gritty texture from corn, which allows it to absorb the aroma of the meat in the soup pot. It can be said that this pancake can hardly be eaten without leaving here.
Let’s talk about this dish. The first layer is mugwort, a plant unique to the grassland. It is specially used to remove greasiness. It can only be collected in the deep mountain depressions in autumn every year.
Underneath the mugwort is definitely black egg fungus and nostoc. "
"I know about serving vegetables. I heard they are quite expensive, but what is the black egg fungus?" The young nurses were busy getting chopsticks and bowls. The head nurse, who originally said she had no appetite, stood by the pot without moving.
"Haha, the black egg mushroom is a rare mushroom that is more expensive than Nostoc. This mushroom only grows in large trees that have decayed for many years in the original forest. Put it this way, this mushroom can be compared with truffles in Europe and the United States. .”
"Really?" the head nurse asked a little surprised.
“The old man really treats us as family members, and this third layer is the black goat meat that is the leader of the flock.
This kind of sheep is born to be the leader of the flock. The grass it eats is all the young grass leaves, so its meat is the fattest and tenderest.
Boil a pot of water without adding any seasonings. After the soup boils to a milky white color, add some green salt and stick the pancakes on it.
After the pancake has absorbed enough meat aroma and fat, mushrooms and nostoc are added, and finally a layer of mugwort is added. To be honest, even if you have money, you can’t afford this kind of food. I only ate it once when I was very young, and it tasted quite good. "
Lao Ju is also from Kazakhstan, and he knows how to make this dish very well.
"Is this appropriate? For such a big deal, if you say this, we are breaking the rules. Otherwise..." Before Zhang Fan could finish his words, Lao Ju interrupted.
"Eat, don't waste the old man's kindness. If we send money, the old man will probably get us out of the tent. Come, eat while it's hot."
As he spoke, Lao Ju took the lead and took off his chopsticks. The medical staff, who had been hungry all day, dropped their chopsticks into the pot like raindrops.
Take a bite of the golden pancake first. It melts in your mouth. The sweetness of cornmeal is mixed with the fragrance of milk, broth and butter. Even without eating meat, it feels very amazing.
Opening up the green mugwort, mushrooms and nostoc are intertwined, just like brown chocolate intertwined with black silk.
After importing the soft and tough mushrooms, bite them gently with your teeth, and the soup will burst in your mouth.
The unique aroma of the mushrooms is mixed with the crispiness of the fat and Nostoc. It has a crunch when chewed, and the more you chew, the more flavorful it becomes.
Then there is the mutton with skin. Northwest mutton does not have skin. The skin is all collected by southerners to make shoes, but the mutton in this dish is with skin.
The sheepskin is like tendons, sandwiched between fat and thin meat, full of collagen and fat proteins. The hot meat does not have a trace of seasoning, only the most natural aroma of meat, mushrooms and wheat.
Waxy, tough, soft, crispy, almost all in one pot. On the grassland where the moon was rising, a group of people gathered around a large iron pot. No one spoke, for fear that speaking would result in missing a bite.
After eating the meat, drink the soup, and then eat a few mouthfuls of mugwort and green vegetables. You can taste the deliciousness of the prairie.
"Cool!"
"tasty!"
"Zhang Yuan, it's the last bite, don't grab it!" The head nurse was like a cat guarding its food, holding the bowl and pushing Zhang Fan with her body.
"Haha! Let's see who has better chopstick skills." Zhang Fan used all his surgical skills to grab the ingredients.
"Ah!" Zhang Fan snatched away the last piece of meat, and the head nurse screamed.
The food is already very delicious, and people rush to eat it to make it even more delicious. Moreover, it is a big pot of rice. People who have been tense for a day are quite relaxed at this time.
After eating and drinking, the bright moon on the grassland also hung in the sky. "Zhang Yuan, if no new cases are found tomorrow, we will probably have the epidemic under control."
After eating and drinking, the young nurses and young doctors helped clear away the pots and pans.
Zhang Fan and several elderly doctors and nurses lay on the felt spread on the grassland and rested quietly. Zhang Fan originally wanted to help clean up, but was pushed out by the little nurse.
"Yes, I hope there will be no new cases tomorrow. But even if there are no new cases, we will have to stay here for a week."
"If I could have this kind of delicious food every day, I would stay here as long as I wanted!" The head nurse in the operating room was thinking about good things.
"Haha, you're overthinking it. I guess the old man gathered all the ingredients from the tribe together to make such a pot."
Lao Ju rolled his eyes, but he actually wanted to eat it too.
"Tomorrow, we will be divided into three groups. Secretary Ren and I will lead one team, and Director Ju will lead another team as the standby team tomorrow."
"Uh, I'm fine."
"I'm in charge here, listen to me, you have a rest tomorrow, and your team is very important. Once there are new cases, you have to take over."
Zhang Fan smiled softly. Now he had enough manpower. Lao Ju took samples immediately when there was no protection, so Zhang Fan was really worried.
In fact, everyone knows it in their hearts, but they just don’t say it with their mouths.
"Uh! Okay. I'm going to bed. It's up to you tomorrow." As soon as Lao Ju left, Ren Li and the others left and returned to the tent. It was a really tiring day.
Zhang Fan didn't know why he was very tired, but he just couldn't sleep and had no sleepiness, which was very rare.
He wanted to chat with someone, but his original call to Shao Hua was cut off by him.
What are you talking about, the epidemic? She and the elderly at home were worried about the inability to pay. She looked through her address book, but couldn't find anyone who could talk to her.
At this time, the head nurse of the operating room came over with Wang Yanan and Lu Shuyan.
"Zhang Yuan, I got you some tea. When the dean and others entered the epidemic area, the director of the medical department specially brought it for you. He even asked me to make it for you!"
"Hey, why are you so polite?"
"Hey!" The head nurse didn't say much after completing her task.
"Zhang Yuan, have you told Hua Zi?" Wang Yanan asked Zhang Fan gently, holding his legs with his hands and placing his chin on his knees.
In the work unit, Wang Yanan has grown up now and no longer calls Zhang Fan by his first name, but instead calls him by his job title.
"I didn't say anything, I just said I came to fight floods and provide disaster relief. And now that the gag order has not been lifted, you won't tell your family."
"I do not!"
After speaking, it seemed as if she had no words, and she sat quietly aside. Lu Shuyan originally wanted to say something, but looking at Zhang Fan and listening to the words in Wang Yanan's mouth, she didn't want to speak anymore.
There was a strange atmosphere surrounding several people. The head nurse was a human spirit. She knew that this atmosphere was the sequelae of tension and fear.
After all, they are all young people and have never experienced such a terrifying thing. Who can not be afraid of death? So she hugged the two young girls and hummed softly, just like a mother hugging her children.
Zhang Fan was lying on the felt, looking up at the sky, and quietly listening to the tune hummed by the head nurse. Zhang Fan seemed to feel very, very peaceful. The mood that was originally anxious about traveling suddenly relaxed.
To be honest, if you look at the scenery on the border, it is also autumn, and summer has nothing special, just a green, green as far as the eye can see.
Autumn is different. The snow line of Tianshan Mountain has spread halfway up the mountainside, and the forest is full of flaming red leaves and golden leaves.
Then it is reflected in the blue lake water, the breeze blows, and under the blue sky, the snow-capped mountains, grasslands, and patches of golden and fiery forests are directly the Nordic style in the eyes of the petty bourgeoisie.
It’s really unforgettable.
Moreover, the night is even more beautiful. On the grassland without industrial pollution, the moon is like hanging on the treetops, as if you can touch it with a little stretch of your hand, and the twinkling stars flicker in and out.
If there hadn't been this damn plague, it would be a real pleasure to lie on the grassland and look at the moon and stars with my beloved girl in my arms. If it can be popular again, to be honest, it would be so beautiful.
Unconsciously, the head nurse's singing disappeared, and everything returned to its original tranquility.
Smelling the smell of grass on the prairie, Zhang Fan, who had been tired for a day, actually entered a state of half sleep and half awake.
I knew I shouldn't sleep on the grass, but I just couldn't wake up.
He didn't know who covered him with a piece of clothing. He felt it very clearly, but he couldn't open his eyes.
One left, and so did the second. Suddenly, Zhang Fan's hair stood up because he felt a breath slowly approaching his ear.
Just when he was about to open his eyes, a warm and slightly moist lips kissed his face.
This time, he was frightened even if he didn't wake up. Zhang Fan, who originally wanted to open his eyes, didn't dare to.
"Who is this?" Zhang Fan was not enjoying this feeling, but was worried about the embarrassment after opening his eyes.
If it were Lu Shuyan, what would you say? If it were the head nurse, what should I say, but the tomboy Wang Yanan should not be the one.
At this moment, Zhang Fan decided to ignore it and just treat it as a dream. Then, he pretended to turn over and turned over.
Then, after sighing, he heard the sound of distant footsteps.
He was sweating. To be honest, Zhang Fan was also embarrassed. Really, in TV dramas, this situation seems very romantic, but in fact, it is quite embarrassing.
Just like people proposing on the street, a group of soy sauce people kept shouting "Promise him, promise him."
They don't care what the boy's situation is, and they don't care what the girl's situation is. Anyway, they just watch the excitement and are not afraid of big trouble. As for the embarrassment between men and women, does this really matter?
At this time, Zhang Fan was just like a person who was yelled at in the street for agreeing. He was not a scumbag. He had to pay for his feelings responsibly. If he opened his eyes, how would he face it in the future?
Better not to!
While Zhang Fan was lying on the grassland pretending to sleep, someone in quarantine spread the news about the plague.
For a time, people in Chasu City were panicked. Sometimes, it's so weird that the officials are afraid of panic among the masses and don't let people in office talk about it, but the gossip is already flying all over the sky.
"Plague, plague has broken out on the grassland. You don't know, but countless people died. They were cremated and buried on the spot."
"You know, there's a plague in Chasu, and a man in Wanxianghui suddenly couldn't afford it, foaming at the mouth..."
For a time, Chasu's masks, isatis root, and thermometers became hot commodities and were sold out. Even people without social energy could not buy them.
Immediately afterwards, the markets, shopping malls, and buses were all deserted, and the city suddenly seemed to be empty.
It’s so amazing that there’s no traffic jam!
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