In the depths of Luoyang Cross Street, in the small shop with Hu spicy soup as the main feature, Aunt Dong put two bowls of steaming Hu spicy soup on the table in front of Wang Ming and the two, and said with a chuckle, her already wrinkled face exuding kindness. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Thank you." Wang Ming nodded and greeted him politely, which immediately made the smile on Aunt Dong's face even more diffuse.

"Good offspring, people are energetic, and they are so polite, that's okay, you eat, I'll go to the back and work hard." Aunt Dong said with a smile, then turned to leave.

"Aunt Dong... Very warm-hearted. Shangguan Jing'er whispered a little embarrassed, picked up a steaming fried bun, dripped some balsamic vinegar, put it in her mouth and chewed it.

"It's good." Wang Ming replied, and then, his dark eyes fell on the fragrant Hu spicy soup in front of him, and after sniffing lightly with the tip of his nose, he nodded again.

"Looks pretty good." Wang Ming opened his mouth to speak, picked up the small spoon on the side, and stirred it gently, the thick and mellow soup was crystal shining, and the raw materials were intertwined in the mellow and rich soup, exuding bursts of fragrance.

"Of course, I've gone from snacks to big things, and I'm definitely right." Shangguan Jing'er said playfully, with a hint of a smile on her delicate face, and her dark blue eyes looked at the familiar spicy soup in front of her, as a mixed-race child, this is also one of the snacks she never gets tired of eating on Cross Street.

Diced beef, kelp, washed gluten, black fungus, flour skin, fried tofu... Several common ingredients are mixed together to form this bowl of spicy soup that looks very delicious to most Henan people, and also hooks Wang Ming's taste buds.

After stirring for a while again, Wang Ming scooped up some fragrant and mellow soup, the soup wrapped in various raw materials was dark yellow, the soup was rich, slightly viscous, and after gently blowing it on the side of his mouth, Wang Ming put it into his mouth.

The entrance of Hu spicy soup, a slightly hot aroma directly spread in the mouth, with a slight sour and spicy feeling, permeating the entire mouth, the mellow and slightly viscous soup melts in the mouth, filling the entire mouth, with chewing, the elastic and fragrant beef texture is full, the glutinous aroma of the flour skin, the strength of the fried tofu, and the soft and fresh fragrance of the washed gluten, gathered together, making the taste of this Hu spicy soup mellow and fragrant, after a mouthful of Hu spicy soup, the mouth still remains the fragrance of various raw materials mixed, There is a faint hint of sourness and spiciness, which lasts for a long time.

"How? Not bad, right? Shangguan Jing'er spoke, holding a small spoon between her slender fingers, and gently stirring the spicy soup in the bowl to speed up the heat dissipation, and the tip of her nose was surrounded by a long-lost taste, which made the corners of her lips hook a smile, and asked Wang Ming.

"Very good, there is an old saying in our line, the master is in the folk, this is indeed true, this bowl of spicy soup, the most ordinary materials used, but made an extraordinary taste..."Wang Ming nodded, there is still a mellow fragrance and a faint spicy taste in his mouth, this spicy taste is very special, spicy but not dry, and it lasts for a long time.

"Of course, you don't know how complicated this bowl of spicy soup is." Shangguan Jing'er opened her mouth and said, seeing that Wang Ming had a hint of curiosity on her face, and stopped stirring the spicy soup.

"First of all, we must select the best beef ribs, cut them into small sieves after cooking, cut them into shreds after the powder skin is soft, and the same is true after the kelp rises, after cutting into shreds, cook them with boiling water to remove the mucus, and then soak them in water, fry the tofu and cut them into shreds, wash and cut the fresh ginger into shreds or chop them into rice grains, and this is only the first step, after these are ready, start washing the gluten."

"Put the flour into a basin, mix it into a soft dough with about one kilogram of water, dip the dough with your hands in water, knead it vigorously, cook for a few minutes, knead it vigorously, and then mix it with water and gently press and knead it until the dough water is thick. This is repeated several times until all the flour in the dough is washed out, and then the gluten is taken out by hand and soaked in a basin of clean water. ”

The third step is to make Hu spicy soup, add about five kilograms of water to the pot, add fresh beef broth, and then put in the shredded noodles, kelp, fried tofu shreds and salt in turn, boil over high heat, and then add some cold water to make the soup pot slightly boiling. Pick up the gluten, shake it into large flakes with both hands, and slowly soak it into a gluten spike in the basin (the large pieces of gluten are stirred up with a rolling pin). After the pot is boiled, stir the gluten precipitated dough (drain the water on it) into a thin paste, slowly hook it into the pot, stir it with a rolling pin while hooking, wait for it to be thin and even, add five-spice powder and pepper, stir well, and after the soup boils, it will be made into this bowl of spicy soup next to you. Shangguan Jing'er spoke, while Wang Ming listened carefully to the steps, until Shangguan Jing'er finished speaking, Wang Ming nodded thoughtfully.

"Look at it this way, you also have your own unique way of making Hu spicy soup, why do you often come here to eat? Generally speaking, if possible, I am more enthusiastic about the food I cook. Wang Ming said softly, and drank a mouthful of mellow Hu spicy soup again, and as his voice fell, Shangguan Jing'er shook his head with a smile.

"You don't understand, I like the taste here..."Shangguan Jing'er's voice fell, and she also began to drink the spicy soup in front of her, and Wang Ming nodded thoughtfully, and seemed to have some understanding, what Shangguan Jing'er said here is a pun, more, referring to the cross street, where she grew up, that represents memories, represents thoughts, and these memories and thoughts may be what she cares more about.

"Thank you for bringing me such a delicious taste." Wang Ming pursed his lips lightly and said to Shangguan Jing'er, and as his voice fell, Shangguan Jing'er was slightly stunned, and immediately looked at Aunt Dong on the side coming over and put two meatloafs with a rich and fragrant fragrance in front of the two of them.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten Aunt Dong's sauce meatloaf, hurry up and try it while it's hot." Aunt Dong said with a smile and put down the plate in her hand.

On the small plate, the two cutlets are in a semicircle, with the incision facing upwards, revealing the sauce and vegetables inside, and the aroma spreads.

"Thank you, Aunt Dong." Wang Ming smiled, and then spoke, while Aunt Dong wiped her hands on the scarf, shook her head, and walked into the kitchen again.

"It seems... It's a bit like a meat bun. ”