After tidying up the bed, Qin Fan tiptoed out of Qin Xuedong's room, touched his somewhat shriveled stomach, changed his clothes and went downstairs slowly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Not far from the community, and then turning a street, a breath of appetizing fragrance came to my nose.

Qin Fan bet his mouth, sniffed the aroma floating in the air vigorously, and turned into a cramped but lively alley in the direction from which the fragrance came.

"Uncle Wang, have a beef bun and a bowl of fresh soy milk." Qin Fan followed the taste in his memory, walked straight to a stall that made beef buns, and sat down.

"Xiao Fan! It's been a long time since I've seen you to eat steamed buns, when did you come back? ”

In front of the beef bun stall, an uncle with a flushed face quickly poured sesame oil on the beef bun in the pot, kept flipping it, and beckoned Qin Fan to sit down with a smile.

"I just came back yesterday, and I went out for a spin, and the beef bun made by our Uncle Wang is the best."

"Your boy's mouth is getting sweeter."

Uncle Wang scolded with a smile and brought a plate of beef buns with golden color, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, to Qin Fan.

Beef bun is a unique snack in Jiaocheng, the awakened noodles are rolled into layers of thin slices, and then rolled into the filling made of local high-quality yellow beef, put into the pot, turn the kang to cook.

There are stalls making beef buns everywhere in Jiaocheng, and it can be said that most Jiaocheng people grew up eating beef buns, and Qin Fan is no exception.

Qin Fan looked at the beef bun with crispy skin and tender meat filling, and his index finger moved, and he didn't care about burning his mouth, wrapped the beef bun in oiled paper, and took a big bite.

The cooked beef bun is crispy in the mouth, and the meat filling inside is rich in layers, fresh and tender but not greasy, and the taste is excellent.

Swallowing most of the beef bun in one gulp, Qin Fan took a sip of fresh soy milk, and the familiar taste bloomed on his taste buds, making Qin Fan feel unprecedented satisfaction.

Speaking of this Jiaocheng beef bun, there are two allusions here.

During the Three Kingdoms period, Cao Cao was defeated in the Battle of Red Cliffs. On the way to escape, I passed by Jiaocheng, and my stomach was empty all the way, and I suddenly smelled a fragrance wafting in.

So Cao Cao smelled the fragrance and got off the horse to explore the fragrance all the way and found the door of a family.

It was an old bearded old man who opened the door, and Cao Cao stepped forward and asked the old man what is this thing so fragrant? The old man replied that it was a cake made of ground beef as a filling and a pit of dough.

Cao Cao was full of praise after eating it, and asked what the name of this thing was, but the old man said that there was no name. So Cao Cao said, "I think it's called beef buns." ”

Since then, this famous Jiaocheng beef bun has been passed down.

As for another allusion, it is related to Emperor Qianlong, who called himself a "perfect old man".

In that year, when Emperor Qianlong went down to the south of the Yangtze River, he passed by Jiaocheng, and the local officials did not dare to slack off, so they entertained the emperor with Jiaocheng's special beef bun with garlic cloves and a bowl of salted bean foam.

After Emperor Qianlong tasted the beef bun, he once said that the aftertaste was lingering, and it was not stopped for three days.

Then, Qianlong personally wrote down "Han Sanjie smells the fragrance of the horse beef bun and is fragrant" and gave a special plaque. The county order is enshrined as a treasure and hung above the public hall, and this imperial plaque must be worshiped before ascending to the hall every day.

It's a pity that in the end, this imperial plaque of Emperor Qianlong was taken home by the red soldiers in that catastrophe and chopped into a firewood pot.

If this plaque given by Qianlong is still there, it can be regarded as a rare heirloom.

Swallowing a large piece of thick beef bun like a wind, and drying a bowl of fresh soy milk into his stomach, Qin Fan burped beautifully.

"Go, go, where is the little flower, hurry up."

Qin Fan was about to pay, but he saw a little girl about five or six years old, carrying a tattered woven bag in her hand, pestle in front of the beef bun stall, padding the fragrant beef bun with her feet and eyes, and holding her mouth like a little gluttonous cat.

In front of the beef bun stall, a young woman who was waiting for the beef bun to come out of the pot had a disgusted expression on her face, waving her hand like a fly.

The little girl stared at the beef bun twice, and reluctantly turned away with the woven bag.

Seeing the little girl's well-behaved appearance, Qin Fan's heart softened, and he packed two pieces of beef buns and a bottle of fresh milk and walked towards the little girl.

"Little sister, you are hungry, my brother invites you to breakfast."

Although this little girl was picking up rags, her clothes were not dirty at all, they were very clean and tidy, and her fleshy face was blown red by the cold wind, like a small apple that was very cute.

The little girl's bright eyes looked directly at the steaming beef bun wrapped in oiled paper, and seemed to hesitate a little and did not reach out to take it.

"Grandpa said that Yaya can't just take other people's things."

After struggling for a long time, the little girl still shook her head, but her eyes couldn't leave the beef bun, and her little nose twitched and sniffed the fragrance.

Cuckoo.

The little girl's stomach cried out very angrily.

Qin Fan rubbed the little girl's head with some distress, and stuffed the fragrant beef bun into her arms, "Brother is inviting you to breakfast, and you didn't take your brother's things casually, grandpa won't say anything about you." ”

"Thank you, brother!"

The little girl cheered, opened her little mouth and couldn't wait to take a bite of the hot beef bun, but her tongue was scalded.

"Eat slowly, these two beef buns are yours, no one will rob you." Qin Fan smiled and opened the milk bottle for the little girl and handed it over.

"Little sister, what's your name?"

The girl took a small bite of the beef bun and said innocently, "My name is Wang Shihan, and my nickname is Yaya." ”

"Wang Shihan, did your grandfather give you this name?" Qin Fan was idle and chatted with Yaya.

"Well, it was Grandpa who got it. Brother, Yaya can also write her own name. ”

As she spoke, Yaya stretched out her fleshy little paws and took out a homework book from her cotton coat pocket.

Qin Fan opened the homework book curiously, and looked at Wang Shihan's name crookedly, it seemed that he should have practiced for a long time, and he had already written it properly.

"Yaya is amazing." Qin Fan praised Yaya without hesitation, a well-behaved and sensible child like Yaya is very likable.

"Are you living with grandpa? What about your mom and dad? ”

A five- or six-year-old girl should still be at the age of being coquettish in the arms of her parents, but Yaya is already so young that she came out to pick up rags, which makes people feel a little distressed.

Hearing this, Yaya shook her head a little blankly, "Yaya only has one relative, grandfather, and no parents." ”

"And where do you live with Grandpa?"

"We live over the garbage dump." Yaya said innocently.

As far as Qin Fan knew, there was a row of illegally built tin houses near the garbage dump, and many homeless people and beggars lived there. It stinks, and no one usually goes there on a regular basis.

Qin Fan frowned, he had heard that some beggars and homeless people were secretly doing the dirty business of abducting and selling children, and it was obviously not safe for Yaya to live near the garbage dump.

Yaya finished eating a piece of beef bun and rubbed her round belly with a satisfied face.

"Brother, can I bring back the rest of the beef bun? Grandpa is sick and can't go out, and he hasn't eaten breakfast yet. The girl looked at Qin Fan with blank eyes and said pleadingly.

Qin Fan took out a tissue and carefully wiped the girl's oily little mouth, and rubbed her pink face with a smile, "Of course you can." ”

So, Qin Fan packed another steaming white porridge and stuffed it for Yaya, "After you go back, stay by your grandfather's side obediently, it's best not to run around, if you're hungry, come to my brother." ”

"Brother, you're a good person."

The child is simple-minded, and for Yaya, Qin Fan is the second person besides her grandfather to be so good to herself.

Yaya had just taken a few steps and suddenly seemed to remember something, turned around and walked back, took out a stone lion the size of a baby's fist from her pocket, and put it in Qin Fan's hand.

"This lion cub was carved by my grandfather and given to my brother."

Qin Fan was naturally embarrassed to take the child's things, but Yaya refused to insist on giving them to him, so Qin Fan had no choice but to accept it and secretly stuffed a stack of banknotes in her pocket.

After eating breakfast, Qin Fan was about to get up and leave, his hands pushed into the pockets of his cotton clothes, and he accidentally touched the stone carved lion.

And at this time, Qin Fan suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Qin Fan didn't take a closer look before, and subconsciously thought that this stone lion was just a child's toy, but after tasting it carefully, he found that the stone carved lion was delicate and smooth, just like Hetian Meiyu with a warm touch.

Curious, Qin Fan's pupils stared at the stone carved lion in his hand, and his face suddenly changed.

"Holy!"

Qin Fan was excited, slapped his thigh violently and howled, causing passers-by to look sideways, looking at Qin Fan as if he was looking at a neuropath.