Chapter 165: A Legend from a Hundred Years Ago (Part 1)

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"Here, let me taste it too. Mobile terminal A diner couldn't wait to push Liu Zongyuan away, and stepped forward to pick up chopsticks to try it.

"Zi slip, zi slip", two mouthfuls in a row.

Although the diner's expression showed that the rice noodles were very hot, the rice noodles with the hot soup in their mouths still did not let go.

The sound of eating made the diners standing around can't help but drool.

"Wow, it's so delicious! This rice noodle is definitely better than ordinary noodles, I've never eaten such delicious rice noodles!" The diner opened his mouth and exhaled the heat, looking like he couldn't get enough of it.

"Huh?" the diner's expression changed, chewing something in his mouth again, and after a moment of thought, he said, "I think I've eaten a slice of meat?"

Looking at Chen Mo with puzzled eyes, Chen Mo nodded happily and said, "That's right, I did put pork loin slices in my cross-bridge rice noodles." ”

"Wow... Pork loin. When a particularly meat-loving diner heard this, he immediately rushed to the front, snatched the chopsticks into his hand, and shouted, "It's my turn, it's my turn." ”

Everyone watched as the diner stretched out his chopsticks and scooped up a thick layer of rice noodles.

Right... layer 1.

The white rice noodles are mixed with a lot of ingredients.

"Hey, this is chicken breast. ”

"I found mullet fillet. ”

"It's... Pork loin slices?"

"Also, this should be a belly piece. ”

"Well, not only all kinds of meat, but also leeks and pea tips. ”

Everyone looked at the ingredients wrapped in the rice noodles and said.

In the envious eyes of everyone, the diner opened his mouth and swallowed almost all the remaining rice noodles in the big bowl into his mouth.

The big mouth that was stretched open was almost closed.

"My god..."Chen Mo couldn't help muttering.

With a "bang", it seemed that before he had time to chew a few bites, the diner swallowed the whole rice noodles in his mouth.

"Destroy the heavens!" many people said in unison.

Some diners hurriedly stepped forward to take a look, and there was not much soup left in the big bowl, and a few scattered broken rice noodles floated at the bottom of the bowl, symbolizing that only leftovers were left in the bowl at this moment.

"I'm not satisfied, Boss Chen, your rice noodles are too uneaten, three or four people will be gone in one bite!"

"Yes, yes!" was immediately echoed.

Chen Mo was a little speechless.

The last diner, that's a mouthful, that's just... Harvesting vacuum cleaners!

However, since Liu Zongyuan has tasted it, the plan is already halfway through.

There's the next half to be executed.

Seeing the excitement of the crowd, Chen Mo stretched out his hands and motioned for everyone to be quiet.

"I have a legendary story about rice noodles across the bridge, do you want to hear it?"

As soon as he heard Chen Mo want to tell a story, the hall immediately fell silent, and even the wangcai brought by a diner was about to yawn, but the diner gagged the dog's mouth with his foot.

From the time when Chen Mo wanted to eat the first bite by himself, Liu Zongyuan felt that Chen Mo's cross-bridge rice noodles were not simple, and listening to the other party's story, Liu Zongyuan knew that this was the focus of this dish, so he also found a place to sit down and listen to Chen Mo quietly.

Very happy with the performance of the crowd.

Chen Mo began to say: "This story was actually told to me by my grandfather. ”

"That was a hundred years ago. According to legend, during the Qing Dynasty, there was a small island in the middle of the lake outside the city of Mengzi in southern Yunnan, and a Xiucai studied on the island. Xiucai is a hard-working and virtuous lady, and often makes his favorite rice noodles to send to him as food. ”

"These two are really affectionate. A diner interjected.

"Don't mess around. Other diners said immediately.

The diner hurriedly made a silencing gesture.

Chen Mo continued: "Although I always send the freshly made rice noodles while they are hot, by the time I go out to the island, the rice noodles are already not hot. Although Xiucai didn't say anything, the lady always felt that she was not good enough. ”

Later, when the chicken soup was delivered by chance, Xiucai's lady found that the chicken soup was covered with a thick layer of chicken fat like a pot lid, which firmly sealed the heat in the soup and kept the soup warm. Inspired by this, when the Xiucai lady sent the rice noodles, she deliberately brought a big bowl of chicken soup, and when she arrived at the place where Xiucai was studying, she put the rice noodles and accessories into it, and the rice noodles activated by the heat were more refreshing to eat at this time. ”

After having a successful experience, Xiucai's lady continued to improve the rice noodles, she boiled the fat chicken, tube bones and other base materials to boil out the fresh soup, covered with a thick layer of chicken fat, the rice noodles were scalded at home, the accessories were cut thinly, brought to the island together, and then added to the soup to stir and eat. ”

"As soon as this method spread, the fragrant and smooth rice noodles became famous, and people followed suit, because they had to cross a bridge when they arrived on the island, and in honor of this good wife, later generations called it 'rice noodles across the bridge'. ”

After Chen Mo finished speaking, a diner who was intoxicated by this warm story said in a tone full of yearning: "I really envy the talent in the story." ”

"I really didn't expect that there was such a story behind this dish. ”

"Hey..."Liu Zongyuan, who was standing beside Chen Mo at some point, said, "You shouldn't have made up this story yourself." ”

"How is it possible!" Chen Mo immediately retorted, "Crossing the bridge rice noodles symbolizes loyal and sweet love, in this world, there is no shortage of good wives and good mothers, but they may not have met it yet." Heaven naturally has his best arrangement. ”

Hearing Chen Mo say this, Liu Zongyuan suddenly lowered his eyes, but then he snorted: "Hmph...".

Chen Mo remembered that when he watched the Romance of the Three Kingdoms before, Zhuge Liang talked to Lu Su, and told Lu Su in person that Sun Quan's heart for a decisive battle with Cao Cao had not really been firm.

At that time, Lu Su felt very strange and thought that Zhuge Liang was too worried, because in front of everyone, Sun Quan was obviously categorical, and Zhuge Liang smiled and said nothing.

Later, the suspicious Lu Su went to test Sun Quan, and it was really as Zhuge Liang said, so Lu Su enlightened Sun Quan, so that Sun Quan finally let go of his heart knot and made up his mind to fight Cao Cao.

There is always a commonality in the course of history.

Under the system's click, Chen Mo used another dish and another story to completely untie Liu Zongyuan's heart knot.

At least, Chen Mo could see the look of indifference on Liu Zongyuan's face.

"I said Boss Chen, you have been talking for a long time, and what you said is very good, and judging from the performance of several diners who tasted the food just now, this new dish should taste good, but I have a question... What kind of food is rice noodles, and is it the same kind of thing as the rice noodles and noodles we eat?"

The diner asked the doubts in the hearts of many people at the scene, how did the long, white-skinned thing called rice noodles come about?

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