Chapter 133: Powder, Tree Flowers

What I plan to take Xiao Yayun to eat is Fantuo, a special snack of Wei County that is more unpopular than yellow cakes.

If the popularity of yellow cake has been greatly improved because of the show Huaxia on the tip of the tongue, then its difficult brother and brother fan tuo is still staying at the bottom. Except for the locals and tourists who have been to the county, most people don't know what it is.

The question of which one is the best to eat in Nuanquan is in the people of Wei County, or more precisely in the hearts of the people of Nuanquan, there is a definite answer - Lao Zhang Fantuo.

Even in the county seat of Wei County, you can often see stalls with "warm spring powder lumps, chili oil" written on the windows.

Nuanquan's Lao Zhang Fantuo stall is located on the east side of the pavilion in the center of the town, across the road from the tall Kuixing Pavilion. Walking out of Nuanquan Academy, you can reach it around the corner, and look at the low long table and bench on the other side of the road, and a sense of intimacy comes to your face.

The table top next to it was painted with a layer of white lacquer, wiped clean, bright and bright, and on top of it was a white bowl with a mark of pale yellow powder. The flour seller sat on a small stool behind the table, and there were several small pots under the table, some with salt water, vinegar, and chili oil.

After ordering a bowl of pea noodles and staring at them for a few minutes, the noodles came up, and the shiny and trembling yellow flour was half sunk to the bottom of the bowl, soaked in salt water, hidden under the chili oil, and half leaning against the wall of the bowl, looking like a woman in a bath, and the mere appearance was extremely tempting.

With chopsticks, gently pull and pick up strips of powder, which are covered with chili oil. The chili oil in Nuanquan is different from other places, the chili oil here is mainly oil, and the chili pepper is made of ends, not ordinary knots or dregs, and there are no seeds. There are very few chili peppers, they are slightly black, they look bright and viscous, and there are a few fried peppercorns floating on them.

Putting the powder mound into the mouth, you don't feel particularly dry and spicy, but you can also taste the storage zĂ i of the chili, which is a kind of slightly spicy with an oily taste, warm, moderate, and particularly flavorful. Coupled with the elastic flour lump and the salt water with just the right amount of salt, there is a sweet bean noodle flavor with a slightly spicy sesame oil flavor, which makes people feel soft and refreshing, and the aftertaste is endless. A sense of satisfaction also arises spontaneously at this time.

Xiao Yayun looked at me and said in disbelief: "It's really so delicious?" ”

I smiled and said, "It's delicious." ”

Xiao Yayun pursed her mouth, looked back at the boss standing behind the table, turned her head to look at me, and asked again, "What are you eating?" “

"Fentuo, Wei County snack. A type of pasta, both with pea and soba. My bowl is pea noodles. It's not that I'm lying to you, this is the most delicious one in Quannuanquan Ancient Town and even Quanwei County, and there is no chance if you miss it. ”

The words of the most delicious stall selling noodles in Quannuanquan Ancient Town and even in Quanwei County undoubtedly hit the point that Xiao Yayun couldn't refuse in her heart, this Nizi sat on the stool and twisted her face for a few minutes, and finally stood up and glared at me, "Just believe you again!" ”

As she spoke, this Nizi walked up to the boss and asked for a bowl of noodles.

After I finished eating, Xiao Yayun's powder came up, this Nizi just picked a little bit and put it in her mouth at first, and after tasting the taste, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she couldn't wait to bury her head in the bowl, and lowered her head and began to eat it with a sigh and snoring.

While eating this Nizi, she didn't forget to share her feelings with me, and said vaguely: "It's much better than that yellow cake." ”

After eating the powder, Xiao Yayun and I went straight to Shuhua Square, and waited until half past seven in Shuhua Square to play Shuhua Performance, which officially began!

The performance began with a dance, which roughly told the history of tree flowers, and then the two brought up a plaque of Nuanquan Ancient Town from the left side of the square, and a burly-looking middle-aged man at the other end walked to the center of the square with a bucket and a spoon in the other hand.

The middle-aged man bent down, scooped up a spoonful of hot molten iron with a spoon in the bucket, and suddenly poured it heavily on the city wall in front of him, and the molten iron drew a beautiful arc in the dark air, and the next moment hit the city wall.

Swish!

The 1,600-degree high-temperature molten iron burst out in all directions, blooming into a large field of fireworks-like dazzling sparks, which immediately constituted a spectacular and gorgeous scene, and the scene suddenly resounded with a large number of cheers.

Sparks fell and crackled. Before all the sparks could hit the ground, a second spoonful of molten iron followed, and this time my attention was not only on the "tree flower" that formed ten thousand sparks that burst out to form ten thousand sparks, so named because of the leafy canopy of the tree, but on the person who hit the tree flower.

If there is a place in the whole square that is still in darkness at the moment when the molten iron is splashing in all directions, it must be the back of this craftsman who beats trees and flowers.

Standing in front of the five-meter-high dazzling and gorgeous "tree flower", the craftsman's burly black back suddenly added a different flavor to this "tree flower".

The work of hitting trees and flowers looks simple, just throw molten iron onto the city wall, but behind it, it is far from that simple.

In order to prevent scalding, a thick sheepskin jacket is worn for each performance, and it is worn backwards. Regardless of spring, summer, autumn or winter, you must wear it like this for any performance. Although they are on guard everywhere, after a performance, the craftsmen who perform will still be more or less burned by the splashing sparks, especially those who are new to this craft, and this situation will be encountered. As a result, the back of the craftsman's hand is always covered with old scars and freshly scalded blisters.

In addition, the spoon used by the craftsman who beats the tree and flower is a willow spoon that has been soaked in water for three days, and the surface is dried with a slow fire after three days of water, so that the spoon will not be burned by the molten iron and the handle of the spoon will not be too hot.

In addition to overcoming these dangers, the craftsman who beats the tree and flower has one more requirement that ordinary people cannot meet - arm strength! A spoonful full of molten iron is thrown out in your hand, and the arm strength required is undoubtedly amazing!

Molten iron is not as dense as spring water, and the weight of a spoonful of molten iron can reach seven or eight catties or even ten catties. Holding these seven or eight catties of molten iron in one hand should be thrown out and hit the wall, not only the arm strength should be strong, but the soles of the feet should be stable. Without the arm strength and skill that have been practiced over the years, recklessness will only hurt you. There have been cases of people who beat tree flowers and almost put a spoonful of molten iron upside down on their heads because they didn't stand firmly, and they were burned.

Nowadays, there are many people who come to see the tree flowers every day, and they are also crowned with the title of folk performances, which looks very beautiful. But in fact, the origin of this activity is far less beautiful than the performance itself. In the past, the poor had no money to buy cannons during the Chinese New Year, and there were many blacksmith workshops in Nuanquan Town in the past.

The whole process lasted for more than half an hour, and there were three performers in total, each of whom played for a while, and finally at the end of the day, the craftsman poured several spoonfuls of molten iron one after another. Let this last spark be the most brilliant and spectacular one of the performances tonight.