Under the attention of everyone, Liu moved his chopsticks with the wind. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Bang"

The two chopsticks were inserted into the rice, and they jumped into a rub of small rice, and everyone was surprised to find that the rice on the tips of the two chopsticks would not be harmonious, and it looked a little sticky.

The same goes for Liu Suifeng.

"Wine?"

But it wasn't until Liu Suifeng put the handful of rice in his mouth and chewed it that he suddenly understood.

After fermentation, the outer end of the round and plump rice grains has been completely decomposed, with a faint wine flavor.

The sweetness of the rice, coupled with the agarwood of the wine flavor, makes ordinary rice taste a little sticky rice, sweet and sticky and soft and glutinous.

It is also a bit of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, and the taste of family and country reunion on the night of the winter solstice to eat glutinous rice.

And chewed and squeezed by the teeth, the little wine that overflowed from between the grains of rice was heroic and tragic.

When I smell that smell and my brain is numb, I know that it is a drink that carries the romance and ideals of the five thousand Chinese people - wine.

In the slight aroma of wine that did not dominate the guests, Liu Suifeng tasted Li Bai's "Raise a Glass to Invite the Bright Moon", Su Shi's "Ask the Wine to the Sky", Ouyang Xiu's "Confidant Thousand Cups", and Cao Cao's "Singing to Wine, Geometry of Life".

But that is just like the dusty history, passing by lightly, causing people to evoke infinite remembrance, but whether it has seized the dominant position of rice has become a small embellishment that changes the taste and mood.

When picking up a piece of barbecued pork, it is no longer soft and juicy, it has long been like it has been marinated and dried, the moisture has faded, the meat is tight, and it seems that the fat has been removed, and only the last concentrated essence has been preserved.

The fragrance emitted does not decrease but increases.

In the mouth, the dense meat is salty and sweet, and this peculiar fermented flavor also made Liu Suifeng think of any other similar processing methods, but he couldn't think of it for a while.

I also picked up another piece and put it in my mouth, savoring the unique flavor with my eyes closed, while carefully recalling it in my mind.

I didn't notice it at all, and the diners who were still looking at him before taking it were convinced, and their mouths were slowly saliva, and they gradually began to swallow saliva "gurgling".

Watching Liu eat again with the wind, only a little bit of wine, a little bit of salty meat, which can make those who keep swallowing saliva eaters, really want to take a bite and try what it tastes like!

"Hmm, could it be that it was developed with salt and then air-dried?" After eating the second piece of barbecued pork, Liu Suifeng opened his eyes and seemed to remember the method of making it with a similar taste.

It's a very common way to keep food longer, it's easy to carry and store, it's great for meat rations, and it has a unique flavor when it's air-dried and a little mold.

During the Northern Song Dynasty, the famous general Zong Ze defeated and returned, in order to bring the pork leg back to Kaifeng to reward the soldiers, and then used this treatment method, as a result, it later evolved into the now well-known ham at home and abroad, at that time, it was also called hometown leg.

Liu picked up the original crystal fresh rape at that moment, and at this time, it was completely swallowed, and it had become a refreshing pickle with five flavors.

After taking a bite, his appetite suddenly opened, and Liu Suifeng began to eat again.

"I want to eat..."

"Well, why don't you go up and kill him now while he hasn't finished eating, and divide it together. ”

……

A large group of diners saw that Liu Suifeng was eating so happily, and they were no longer as calm as before, and they began to plot one by two.

Tang Wan'er stared at the rice stuck to the corner of Liu Suifeng's mouth with both eyes, and her throat "gurgled" and swallowed hard and swallowed.

Seeing that Liu Suifeng, who didn't know how to "cherish", continued to eat in a big gulp, and the rice noodles stuck to the corners of her mouth fell to the ground one after another, Tang Wan'er almost cried out in distress.

But at the moment when Liu Suifeng finished eating the bowl of ecstatic rice, he looked at the empty rice bowl, his hands suddenly stiffened, and the feeling of regret and loss instantly invaded the pleasure of his tongue and satiety before.

"Turns out, is this a gloomy ecstasy? Hehe, that's so relevant. ”

After a pause for a while, Liu Suifeng, who was depressed, truly understood the true meaning of this bowl of ecstasy rice.

When the most beautiful things pass away, is this the real ecstasy?

It's probably like a banquet full of friends, the moment when you leave after drinking and talking.

It's probably like one day on the road, when they met their first love when they were students and couldn't be together for various ridiculous reasons, the two were stunned, but after seeing the engagement ring on their ring fingers, they could only smile a little awkwardly, greeting each other, and the moment they left, one laughed at their own naivety, and the other wiped their tears and cried with makeup.

It's probably like the day of graduation, the last person dragged his suitcase, stood outside the dormitory door and looked back, recalling the days and nights of getting along with those departed pig friends and dog friends in this vacated dormitory, and smiled, but he could only turn around and leave helplessly, and return the dormitory key to the dormitory aunt.

Now, after eating this bowl of rice and seeing the empty bowls and chopsticks, Liu Suifeng also deeply feels what it means to be really... Gloomy ecstasy.

Probably, just like the history of this mass grave, a dynasty with a prosperous economy, developed science and technology, prosperous culture, profound art, rich living standards, and has begun to try to transform from a feudal centralized agricultural country to a commercial one.

How can it not make people feel heartbroken, sigh for a long time, and lose their souls!

However, although some things have become history forever, some things are still in our hands, waiting for us to write and change.

"Chen Ziqiang, the chief of the march?" Liu Suifeng was no longer sad and regretful, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and held the black knife, "Eat and drink enough, it's time to go for a walk and digest it." ”

"Eh, wait a minute, let's wait!" Seeing Liu Suifeng striding away like this, Tang Wan'er and the others, who were holding the dishes and chopsticks that Liu Suifeng put down and licking the remaining rice grains, also chased after him.

Along the way, Tang Wan'er, who caught up with Liu Suifeng, also seemed to realize something again.

I saw Liu Suifeng's eyes, which seemed to have become extremely serious like the previous times, and he didn't pretend to be teasing them or anything during the whole process.

The murderous aura that could be felt slightly could also make Tang Wan'er and the three of them feel that Liu Suifeng was deliberately suppressing it again.

Especially Liu Suifeng's hand holding the knife, Tang Wan'er and the three of them realized the seriousness of Liu Suifeng, I am afraid that this time, some people are going to be knifed, and some people are bleeding.

"Huh?" It's just that when the three of them followed Liu Suifeng to that place, they were a little surprised by the strange atmosphere.

"Uh......" Liu Suifeng, who was originally serious and imposing, suddenly slumped himself.

I saw that as soon as I came to Huabi City, a large group of people were beating gongs and drums outside the city gate, and hanging banners were greeting Liu Suifeng and a few of them, as if they had already known that they were coming.

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome!"

……

In the middle of a large group of warmly welcomed people, Liu Suifeng also saw a few squires and local officials with oily faces and big bellies waiting for them with smiles and smiles.

A middle-aged man who looked kind-eyed also hurriedly greeted him, "Chen Ziqiang, the chief manager of the march from Xiaguan Lingnan to the march, I don't know that the Black Knife Governor and Princess Wan'er came to Huabi City, and they missed the welcome, please forgive me." ”

"Black Knife Governor, me?" Liu Suifeng was also suddenly confused by this extra official position.