Section 183 Duck blood vermicelli soup

"Okay, I know an old shop. Take you to taste. ”

Shang Ya was a little excited, and her eyebrows were flying.

Suddenly, his expression froze, revealing a bad expression:

"It seems like we've forgotten something particularly important!"

Hearing this, Qin Huai raised his eyebrows and thought for a moment.

"No, except for forgetting the jade carving, I have completed every process of wood carving step by step, and there is no omission. The wood carvings were also placed on the Duobao Pavilion to dry in the shade, and the desks were cleaned up......"

"Stop, stop, stop! I'm not talking about that. ”

Shang Ya rolled her eyes.

Except for things related to art, Qin Huai remembers Men'er Qing, and others, no matter what, can be selectively forgotten.

Shang Ya shook her head, she understood that when communicating with Qin Huai, she should get straight to the point, and it was uncomfortable to beat around the bush.

So she directly singled out: "I'm not talking about wood carving, I mean that it's already five o'clock in the afternoon, and your three apprentices are still waiting outside for class." ”

Hearing this, Qin Huai suddenly realized, indeed, he had forgotten the three apprentices.

The two looked at each other awkwardly for a few seconds, then walked quickly around the screen.

I saw the three apprentices squatting in front of the iron gate sickly, hanging their heads in unison, like frosted eggplants.

"What do you say Master is going on today? I didn't answer the phone, and I shouted that no one answered my throat......

"What else can happen? The newlywed Yan'er, the dried vegetables are on fire, and the king will not go to court soon. ”

Su Yinqing was dirty, and glanced at Xiaoyu comically.

Seeing Xiaoyu's panicked expression, it seemed that her exhaustion had been swept away.

Xiaoyu pursed her lips and put on headphones, Sister Yin Qing is very fond of playing tricks on people.

In popular parlance: Li Shizhen's skin.

And she recently got a neat mushroom-headed short haircut, and wore jeans and a teal jacket, which made her look more like a tomboy at the airport.

"Hey, I guess this kind of thing happens many more times. So next time I'll have to stuff a small folding bench in my bag. ”

"I'll bring one with me, too. ”

The little girl of the Lu family seconded that there was no cement pier near the master's house to sit on.

Just sit on the ground, it's not appropriate.

I can only squat and wait dryly.

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Hearing a sound, the three of them raised their heads in unison.

"Master, Master, you finally remembered the three of us?"

The three apprentices wanted to cry without tears, so they quickly stood up and grabbed the railing of the iron gate, as if they were prisoners who had been visited in prison.

It's distressing to look at, a handful of bitter tears.

"Hahaha. ”

Shang Ya smiled unkindly.

How is this picture inexplicably familiar.

It seems that the last time I forgot the three apprentices outside the door, they were also squatting like this, and they also had this expression.

Ahem......

Shang Ya moistened her throat and explained while opening the lock:

"Your master is creating wood carvings, and he is so involved that I have forgotten the time as I watched from the sidelines. Excuse me. ”

"It's okay, we will get used to squatting, next time we will bring a folding chair, and we will no longer be afraid that the master will forget." ”

None of the three had a temper.

What can they do?

"Hey, what is Master's new work?

Lin Li is particularly interested in his works.

His illness has not yet healed, but he is in good spirits and more excited.

However, Qin Huai waved his hand to stop his chatter:

"The work has just been colored, so I can't see it for the time being, and I didn't eat breakfast or lunch with your master, and I starved to death......"

Shang Ya took Qin Huai's arm, with an expression that you don't want to disturb me and the old council.

Three apprentices: "......"

A high-energy dog food strike has been detected ahead!

So the three of them shut up instantly, and unanimously made a way, grinned, showed neat white teeth, and waved goodbye:

"Goodbye, Master, and I wish you all a great time. ”

Shang Yayao pouted, this group of little apprentices was quite interesting.

"Go back, go back, let Qin Huai teach you a little more tomorrow. ”

Shang Ya pulled Qin Huai towards the outside of the villa area.

Get out of the villa area.

A small section of the road is the shore of Xuanwu Lake.

Xuanwu Lake is not a thousand acres of lake, but it also has a bit of a unique style over the thousands of acres of glass that are blown by the wind and scales.

Looking west is the city tower of the Ming Dynasty, the layers of bricks are densely stacked, and the pheasant moat is faint.

Looking east is the Purple Mountain, cloudy and sunny, changing color day and night.

The dome of the observatory resembles a white bead surrounded by greenery, which can be identified.

Kyushu is big, and there are many famous lakes.

However, it is still rare to see such a clear blue as Xuanwu Lake, reflecting the shadow of the half-city wall near the lake, the half-day mountain scenery in the distance, and the intercontinental embankment floating on the water.

A lot of peonies, peonies, yueji, and cinnamon are newly planted on the lakeside.

There are a lot of pedestrians, a lot of vendors, selling rain flower stones, selling small toys, it seems to be very lively.

At this time, the cherry blossoms have not yet bloomed, and I remember that in the past, this place was called Sakurazu.

After some time after the cherry blossoms bloom, you can pick cherries and eat them.

Shang Ya used to eat two catties.

Thinking of this, Shang Ya was a little greedy, and her beautiful eyes looked around.

But there are only fruits and snacks by the lake, and there is no spicy taste, so I can't satisfy my appetite at all.

"Into the city, into the city. ”

Shang Ya took Qin Huai in the car, went around, and finally came to the remote old store she had found before, and walked into the store.

The old store is secluded, away from the hustle and bustle of tourists, but the inside of the store is not quiet.

"Slippery"

That's the guest sucking the fans.

Qin Huai suddenly became hungry.

Sit down.

The furnishings are as good as you can see: the light is not dim, on the contrary, it is bright, and despite the small size of the store, the dining environment is very comfortable.

The tables and chairs in the store have been around for a long time, and they have accumulated a layer of pulp over the years, and the smell of the food seems to have seeped into the wood.

- It should be a unique experience when you bring the car beads.

From time to time, customers come in and out, ordering food or paying bills.

On the left wall, there is a wall of color printing.

It records the origin of duck blood vermicelli soup, a famous dish in Jinling.

As a native of Jinling, Qin Huai is tired of seeing it.

It is nothing more than that: 'Jinling likes to eat duck food since ancient times, and it is popular to make dishes with duck, and it has the reputation of "Jinling duck cuisine is the best in the world".

Legend has it that there was a Jinling brother who, when slaughtering a fat duck, used a small bowl to pack the duck's blood and was reluctant to throw it away.

As a result, the vermicelli fell into the duck's blood and got dirty.

Helpless, he had to cook the vermicelli and duck blood together, and by chance, he cooked the first bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup.

When the duck blood vermicelli soup is completed, the soup is fragrant, attracting countless passers-by to bend their waists.

As soon as the news of this matter spread, it was heard by the local rich people.

The rich man salivated and invited this man to his home to cook duck blood vermicelli soup for him and his aunt and wife, and the duck blood vermicelli soup became more and more famous. ’

It's all a clichΓ©.

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Shang Ya couldn't wait to order.

"Uncle, two bowls of duck blood vermicelli soup, no coriander...... Husband, do you eat coriander?"

"Yes. ”

"That bowl with coriander, not a bowl. I want two more bowls of red beans and small lantern festivals, large portions. ”

At the end of the order, Shang Ya's chest leaned against the edge of the table, her eyebrows were flying, and she spoke wildly:

"Let me tell you, the red bean small lantern festival here is particularly delicious. The sake lees and small lantern festival are used as ingredients, sticky but not greasy, scoop a spoonful into the mouth, there is a hint of sweet and delicate flavor of fine wine...... Gee. ”