Night 53: Pork vermicelli stew

At ten o'clock in the evening, Duan Ping reached out and moved down the dark pickle jar that was placed on the top of the shelf.

"Brother Huo, what are you pickling here? As he spoke, he tossed the jar in his arms with both hands, and it was too heavy, and he didn't shake it a few times.

Huo Bai turned his head to look at the jar in his arms, it was a dark jar with a dark body and a jar with some light green patterns at the mouth.

He couldn't remember where he put it, but he didn't expect it to stay under his nose all the time.

He turned his head to look at the casserole with fish balls tumbling under his hand, and the steaming heat hit him in the face, "I don't remember." ”

Duan Ping put down the jar in his hand with a sigh and reached out to take the other transparent glass kimchi jar on the side. "Are these beans still diced?" he asked, taking out the beans from the kimchi jar and placing them on the cutting board, carrying a kitchen knife.

"Half of it is cut into small pieces, half is diced, and the diced ones are mixed with the fried ingredients to make side dishes. ”

Duan Ping nodded, and then there was a fast and smooth sound of chopping vegetables.

Huo Bai put on the lid of the casserole and walked to the side and flipped the skewers on the grill, "Mi~Mi~" was brushing the sauce on the skewers, when he heard the sound of the milk cat.

As soon as he looked up, a very tall man stood in front of the grill, an orange striped kitten lying on the man's neck and waving his limbs, and the heads of three milk cats were squeezed out of his chest, and a thin cat tail sticking out of the hood behind him.

The man was very tall, and the light couldn't illuminate his face, so he saw the man carefully reaching out to protect the cat on his neck and chest, and he didn't care about it in the hood, and the hat was a little dark and the cat couldn't fall out.

"A serving of mushroom rice noodles, eat here. The man's voice was a little hoarse, and after ordering, he stood in front of the stove and watched Huo Bai get rice noodles intently.

The man stood and waited for the rice noodles to have two more guests, one was an urban white-collar worker who looked very capable in a professional suit, and the other was a girl wearing long sleeves and pants who wanted to wrap up the whole person.

Huo Bai wasn't sure if it was a girl, but the guest was dressed too tightly, with a mask on his face, revealing only a pair of eyes that were not too big or small.

But after a while, Huo Bai was sure that the person who came was a girl, a girl with a hoarse voice with a green tone, and she nodded in her twenties when she heard the voice.

As soon as the two of them walked into the food stall, Huo Bai heard the tightly wrapped girl's voice trembling and said to the woman wearing a professional suit on the side: "Sister Yuan, I, I, it's better to go back first, go back first, go back......

Huo Bai, the woman called Sister Yuan, is familiar, she is a single mother with a pair of dragon and phoenix fetuses, she only moved in with her children a few weeks ago, so that Huo Bai also knows who the tightly wrapped girl next to her is.

The girl was a tenant who rented Sister Li's house in the community, and moved in two days after Sister Yuan moved in.

Why did Huo Bai know these things so well? It was thanks to the enthusiastic Sister Li who felt that she had found a reliable tenant and was a little uneasy to see the little girl alone.

The girl's name is Ah Xiao, and she works nearby, so he doesn't know what she does.

Sister Yuan glanced back at Ah Xiao, turned her head and saw the tall man standing straight in front of the grill, revealing a clear expression.

She sighed, reached out and handed the bag of fruit she was carrying to Ah Xiao, who had been shrinking behind her back, "Then you go back first, baby Beibei must be in a hurry." Watermelon watched them eat less, and after eating too much, they had diarrhea at night. ”

"Well, Sister Yuan, I'll go first. After saying that, the girl ran away with the bag of fruit in her arms, and when she passed by the tall man, she walked away from it.

The tall man turned his back to the road and didn't see anything, while Sister Yuan, who was facing the road and had a full view of everything, looked worried.

"Boss, here are three servings of rice noodles, one tomato, one sour soup and one clear soup, and two skewers of roasted steamed buns. "Sister Yuan has often come to the food stall to pack dinner and breakfast since she moved here.

"Wait a minute. ”

Sister Yuan nodded, stood aside and swiped her phone a few times, "Boss, when will your family re-sell stir-fried vegetables?" My baby and Beibei really want to eat your garlic river shrimp." "Huo Bai hasn't sold anything like stir-fry since he was injured.

Huo Bai put the base soup into the casserole and covered it, "It's going to be a little while, you can't fry the vegetables if your hands are not good." ”

"Then I wish you a speedy recovery, boss. ”

"Thank you. ”

At this time, the mushroom rice noodles ordered by the man before were also ready, and after Huo Bai removed the casserole, the man came over to take it and carried it to the tent himself.

At half past ten, Ah Zhai went downstairs with a notebook to eat supper and met Sister Hua who was full of alcohol.

Sister Hua's face was crimson, her eyes were misty, and the corners of her mouth kept smiling.

Ah Zhai was a little surprised to see her like this. The two of them often stay together to chat and eat, so she thinks she knows Sister Hua well.

However, today's Sister Hua laughed so stupidly, she was a little unsure.

"Sister~Hey~Sister~?" Ah Zhai pulled Sister Hua to sit down, stretched out her hand and shook it in front of her, Sister Hua just sat there with a smile on her face, saying nothing or doing anything, just laughing.

Ah Zhai grabbed her hair, put down the notebook she was holding in her arms, and ran out of the tent, and as soon as she got out of the tent, she ran directly to the freezer to rummage.

Huo Bai came over to get the materials, and saw her there, "What are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for honey, Sister Hua is not lightly drunk, so I made her a cup of honey to hydrolyze her hangover. ”

Huo Bai was a little jealous, he had never enjoyed this treatment in Ah Zhai, "Am I your brother or her sister?"

Ah Zhai rolled his eyes, "I'm not good enough for you, brother?" are you really embarrassed to say, I have never seen a brother like you when you saw the damage in the sky." ”

Huo Bai reached out and took down the honey bottle on the top of the freezer, and threw it to her, "Go, then you see me in the sinkhole, I still cook for you every day without saying anything." ”

Ah Zhai caught the honey bottle and squinted and smiled, "It's only right for my brother to take care of my sister!

"Let you, let you, go aside, the freezer is messed up by you again, can you not harm my freezer next time?"

Ah Zhai unscrewed the honey jar, and smiled very brightly with the shiny white teeth of a brush, "Can't!"

Sister Hua in the tent drank honey water for a while before she came to her senses, she patted her red cheeks, took out the makeup mirror in her bag and took a photo.

After making sure that she had nothing to do except blush, she said hello to Ah Zhai and left, and seriously put on makeup for herself before leaving.

Ah Zhai touched his chin and looked at the back of Sister Hua who left in a hurry.

At eleven o'clock, Duan Ping yawned and stood in front of the grill to roast chicken wings, and Huo Bai sat on a stool on the side to read the recipe.

"Boss, do you have a menu at home?" Huo Bai noticed that this young man who had been here for a while had been here for a long time.

The young man wore a long ponytail and wore a black shirt and a pair of black slacks, Huo Bai didn't pay attention when the young man walked in at first, and thought it was a delicate girl dressed in a more neutral manner.

It was only when the young man was completely in the light that he realized that he was a man, a man of twenty-five or sixteen years of age.

The young man, Lang Jing'an, is 26 years old and a writer and writer for a food magazine.

It was a pure accident that he would come to Huo Bai's food stall today, and he found such a shop just by walking around the neighborhood casually.

Usually you can find a place that you can't find unless you are familiar with it, and it is either a long-established store or it is very delicious.

Of course, it may also be an ordinary store with no characteristics.

Lang Jing'an didn't know what kind of shop this shop belonged to, he just felt a little hungry, and it didn't matter if he tasted it.

Huo Bai closed the recipe in his hand and pointed to the small blackboard hanging above the tent curtain with the menu written, "The menu is over there, if you can't see it clearly, there is also a copy hanging in the tent." ”

Lang Jing'an nodded, stretched out his hand and pushed the black-framed glasses on his face and stood at the door of the tent, carefully reading the messy and tightly written menu.

Thanks to God, he doesn't have obsessive-compulsive disorder, otherwise this kind of casserole porridge is written on the last one, the next one is haggis soup, and the next one is grilled squid, there is no regularity at all, it is completely a menu that writes whatever comes to mind, and he may not be able to hold on to it at all from beginning to end.

"Appetizer potato flour, minced meat vermicelli pot, grilled chicken gizzard, pan-fried wonton, hot and sour noodles, small stove soup, teppanyaki tofu, and white rice. Add another bottle of beer. Lang Jingan took off his glasses, took out the glasses cloth, wiped them, and put them back on, the messy and random menu made his eyes a little dazzled.

"Okay, wait a minute. Let's go inside and sit down, here's your number plate. Huo Bai stood up and touched two of them from the basket with the number plate on the side, and handed one to Lang Jing'an.

Lang Jingan took it and turned around and entered the tent, and as soon as he sat down, Duan Ping came in and served him a glass of boiled water.

Outside the tent, Huo Bai wrote the dishes that Lang Jing'an had just ordered on the list, and when he saw Duan Ping open the curtain and came out, he raised his hand and beckoned, "First put the hot and sour noodles in the small stove soup, appetizing potato noodles, minced meat and vermicelli and fried wontons, how about you come to the rest?"

Duan Ping glanced at the list in Huo Bai's hand and nodded, turned around and went to the side to serve the small stove soup, the small stove soup in the past two days is a big bone broth, "Did he finish eating so much?"

Huo Bai put a shallow casserole the size of his face on the fire, "Do you care if you can finish eating? ”

"Yes. ”

Sit in a casserole pot on the fire, heat the oil, pour in the marinated minced meat, minced ginger and chopped green onion and stir-fry until the minced meat turns white.

After the meat is cooked, pour in rice wine, soy sauce, sugar, some old rock sugar and an appropriate amount of water, and at the same time put in the soaked vermicelli and bring to a boil.

After boiling, reduce the heat to thicken, finally reduce the juice, sprinkle a handful of chopped chives and some chopped bell peppers after the juice is completed, and turn on the heat again until boiling.