Jingle bell~. Push open the glass sliding door, and the wind chimes hanging above make a nice sound. This small shop is small, and eight white stainless steel fast dining tables occupy the main position of the small shop. Each table is also furnished with Windsor chairs made of the same stainless steel.

The inner direction is divided with a half-wall to distinguish the location of the kitchen from the hall. From the decoration style and the fragrance wafting from the store, Jiang Hua is sure that this is a restaurant, but he doesn't know what it sells. Well, it shouldn't be an S County snack, and I didn't see the aroma of the steamer and the taste of lo-mei.

And the smell that tempted Jiang Hua to push the door in felt a little familiar, as if she often smelled it at breakfast.

Because of the sound of wind chimes, the owner of the shop (who should have been the owner) noticed that a customer had come in. He walked to the door of the semi-open kitchen and said in the direction of Jiang Hua, "Welcome, our ......"

The boss's words were not finished yet, because he saw Jiang Hua coming in from the door of the store. A black slim uniform, a tall man with shoes of 1.83 meters, neat short hair and godly eyes. Walking forward in a graceful manner, it is not the style of a model, but the chic of the female soldiers of the honor guard, and a woman can be so heroic and handsome.

This kind of woman walking on the street has always had a turnaround rate. Whether it is a man or a woman, they can't help but look at her a few more times, just like Li Yishan in her own group, she often looks at herself with star eyes.

There are also many men staring at him on the road, Jiang Hua thinks that he still has a bit of a posture, and it is normal to attract the attention of the opposite sex. It's just that he is too tall and his personal conditions are too good, and his temperament inexplicably gives people a sense of strength. Therefore, many guts bandits (men) only dare to look at her, and they don't dare to talk to her at all.

So when she saw the shopkeeper looking at her stunned, she didn't care at all, just her size could make many third-class crippled men ashamed of themselves. (Jiang Hua: The term third-degree disability comes from my mother, and I just paraphrase it.) ）

When the shopkeeper was looking at Jiang Hua, Jiang Hua was also looking at the boss at the same time. The height of 1.78 meters or 1.8 meters seems to be similar to that of myself, but I don't know if I have worn it to increase my height.

With a short inch, a long Chinese face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a straight nose give people a sense of perseverance. This appearance is placed in the old domestic movies of the seventies and eighties. Either go and play the policeman uncle or the commander or something.

In the early 20 years, this aesthetic was still quite popular, and he was a proper handsome guy. Now, although it looks handsome, it doesn't conform to the feminine aesthetics of boys that many people are popular with at the moment.

The upper body was wearing a white chef's outfit probably bought from the wholesale market, which was a bit ill-fitting. And what I can't figure out is why the chef of a stir-fry restaurant has the words "Happy Pastry House" on his uniform. The lower body is paired with a pair of light gray trousers, which is still a little ill-fitting. On his feet, he was wearing a pair of unknown leather shoes, and I don't know if they were artificial leather. However, wearing leather shoes in the kitchen? Jiang Hua has reservations.

I don't know why, the whole temperament and feeling that this man gives people is a feeling of being outdated, or out of touch with the times. The whole temperament of this boss is as if it has returned to the feeling of more than ten years ago. But this boss looks like twenty-seven or eight.

Jiang Hua looked at the boss and found that the boss was still looking at her blankly, she couldn't help but say, "Boss, boss." Jiang Hua's heart: Hey, young man, it's almost there.

It seems that Jiang Hua's opening reminder is useful, and the boss who was originally looking at Jiang Hua suddenly came back to his senses, he pointed to Jiang Hua's way and said with a sigh: "I just mopped the ground~, and now I am trampled dirty." ”

"Huh?" Jiang Hua turned around and found that he had left a string of shoe prints when he walked here from the gate. Oh, you didn't look at me. The water stains on the floor have not yet dried, and it is indeed my own mistake, and my dirty feet have stepped on it and left stains.

"Don't move, don't move. The shopkeeper stopped Jiang Hua, who wanted to lift his feet, he took a mop out and said, "Sit down, rub the soles of your shoes on the mop." After Jiang Hua sat on the Windsor chair and cleaned the dust on the soles of her feet, the boss dragged the shoe prints she had just stepped on.

"Are you here for dinner?" asked the boss after finishing everything and turning to Jiang Hua, who was sitting. Jiang Hua, who had just looked at the boss a little thoughtfully, came back to his senses and nodded: "I smelled the fragrance at the door of the store and came in." ”

"Smell the fragrance. The shopkeeper's expression was a little smug: "Originally, it was prepared today, but it will open tomorrow." The signboard I ordered will arrive tomorrow. But since you came here to smell the fragrance, then I will make an exception for you and let you be the first customer of our store! What do you want to eat?"

Jiang Hua's eyebrows raised: "What were you frying just now?"

"Stir-fried shredded pork with pickles and bamboo shoots. The rest of the dishes are fresh and delicious. However, pickles, bamboo shoots, and shredded meat have to be left overnight to return to the pot the next day to be delicious. So prepare it first and save it for tomorrow. The shopkeeper said, "Why do you want to try it?" But now I don't boil porridge, it's too salty to eat. ”

"Do you have noodles?" Jiang Hua thought about the toppings of stir-fried meat with pickles and bamboo shoots, and the toppings for noodles were also extremely delicious.

Smack~, the shopkeeper slapped his face: "It's really there." But it's not fresh noodles, it's dry noodles. You can't make red noodle soup, or I'll make you a bowl of rotten noodles?"

Jiang Hua glanced at the shopkeeper a little surprised, this small shop is not big, but the shopkeeper knows a lot of things. She nodded politely and replied, "Okay, it's a good thing." ”

"Misfortune is bitter, misfortune is bitter. The shopkeeper waved his hand again and again: "I'll give you something to eat now." ”

"Huh?" Why does Jiang Hua feel as if he has been taken advantage of inexplicably?

Rotten pasty noodles, a very homely food in Huaihai City. In fact, many restaurants have not served rotten noodles for many years, and Huaihai people who used to pay attention to noodles would only make rotten noodles at home, thinking that this thing was not elegant. So although many people like it, it is rare to see it sold in restaurants.

Until the resurgence of ancient taste in recent years, rotten noodles have begun to have a more gorgeous identity and packaging, and they have entered major high-end restaurants from ordinary people's tables in the streets and alleys.

Jiang Hua has also eaten rotten noodles a few times, but she still likes this kind of noodles. Although compared with the noodles such as small noodles, burning noodles, and covered noodles that are popular in her hometown, she has always thought that the noodles in Huaihai City have no taste, or the taste is too bland. But she has to admit that the rotten noodles are really a fresh kind of noodles that make people's eyebrows fall.

But the only thing that surprised Jiang Hua, especially when he ate it for the first time, was that he felt very puzzled was why this noodle was so bad, and if it was not done well, it would be like paste.

Jiang Hua looked at the shopkeeper who was preparing to make noodles and asked with some curiosity: "Boss, let me ask you a question, why is this rotten pasty noodle so bad? ”

The shopkeeper, who was busy in the semi-open kitchen, said without raising his head: "Rotten pasty noodles, as the name suggests, there are some rotten paste." This is a type of food that was invented during particularly difficult times. Because of the shortage of food for three years, in order to feed the people in the family, let's not talk about feeding. At least for everyone to cheat their stomachs. ”

"At that time, everyone had no food, so in order to deceive the stomach, let the stomach not cry every day. So the aunt in Huaihai City thought of boiling the noodles more, and the bubbles rose. The thin noodles are soaked into thick noodles, and the boiled noodles are not watery. The noodle soup is the water in which the noodles are boiled, and because the water contains flour from the noodles, it is very viscous. In the past, a bowl of rice soup could save a person's life, and a bowl of flour and water was also a terrible food. This slimy bowl of noodles is full. ”

"Later, life got better, but there are still people who can't change their hobbies. It's like eating elm leaves in the north, and it's a unique taste memory. But then I was more particular about making bad noodles. The noodles don't boil so hard that they want to melt completely. Instead, the noodle soup is slightly thickened and thickened. ”

"And the noodle soup has also added more auxiliary ingredients, and it is no longer soy sauce and white water. It is also boiled with shrimp, shredded meat, green vegetables, and salted duck gizzards, which are a specialty of Huaihai City. The taste is so fresh that we can't eat it now, and what we eat now is all improved. The earliest rotten noodles were not very tasty. ”

The shopkeeper talked about these things carefully, but the work on his hands did not stop for a moment. Throw a handful of dry noodles into a pot and boil in boiling water. Unlike normal boiled noodles, rotten paste noodles take significantly longer to cook.

Now the rotten paste noodles also have their own taste pursuit, instead of the swelling of the previous cooking. The taste of today's rotten paste noodles requires a smooth mouth, and it tastes like a bowl of thick soup, the noodles should be rotten but not sticky, and the noodles should have clear roots. Although the soup should be thick and sticky, there should never be a burnt smell at the bottom of the pot.

In fact, it is much more difficult to cook than ordinary noodles, and it is a very hot dish. When the noodles are almost cooked, the owner pours the freshly fried pickled vegetables and bamboo shoots and fried shredded pork into the noodle soup and boils them together. Before that, in order to improve the umami, he had already put shrimp skin in the soup in advance.

When the pickles are put into the pot, the original white noodle soup is instantly dyed yellow. It is the color unique to pickled snow mushrooms. The pickles themselves have a salty taste, and the shredded pork and shrimp skin provide umami to the noodles. This seemingly simple, but actually complicated bowl of rotten noodles has completed all the seasoning without adding other condiments.

When the heat is ready, turn off the heat and start the pot. The white porcelain bowl was filled with half a bowl of rotten noodles, and finally sprinkled with a handful of freshly cut green onions, and the shopkeeper took this bowl of home-style but flavorful rotten noodles and put it in front of Jiang Hua.

Golden soup, white noodles, green onions. Serve with tender yellow bamboo shoots and pink shredded meat. A bowl of seemingly simple noodles actually gives people a colorful and lively feeling in color.

Jiang Hua couldn't help but swallow her saliva, because the aroma of the noodles had already moved her index finger.

And the shopkeeper also said to Jiang Hua very confidently: "Eat when you're hungry." Eating rotten paste noodles at night is easy to digest, eating noodles is like drinking soup, the entrance is smooth and the mouth is soft. ”

"You're welcome. Jiang Hua picked up the chopsticks and prepared to feast.