The diners also had a look of nostalgia, and one of them said, "The conditions of your house are good!" When we got out of school at that time, we could only rely on the grain and oil store to watch, such as Lingnan biscuits, there are bulk and packaging, bulk milk salt soda cakes, sandwich cakes, wafers in large transparent glass jars, while watching while swallowing saliva, at that time we were very sensible, we all knew that the family did not have much money, we could only look at it every day, looking forward to the Chinese New Year to save energy and eat a little. ”

All the diners feel the same way, this is all experienced, and they have talked about the snacks they ate when they were children, but the most popular snacks are that they can't afford to eat outside, and their mothers buy them back, and their fathers put them in the coal stove and sit on a small bench, roasting them seriously and attentively, and slowly the fragrance spreads out, and the whole alley can be smelled, and this sweet potato is still hungry.

"This sweet potato is a good thing, a high-yield crop, with a high yield and fast growth, and it was relied on in the famine years." Some are humane.

"When I was a child, my family was poor and I didn't have money to buy snacks, so I went to the silver ingot bridge to watch people buy candy, and I could have fun for a long time around them. I was embarrassed to see that people were buying candy, and I blew a little mouse to me, and I was reluctant to eat it until it was released. ”

"You kid, you've been so fond of taking advantage since you were a child!" People who knew him quipped.

"Who said that! We are not the masters who take advantage, and we have helped the old man to work. He shouted.

It's all neighborhoods, who doesn't know who, no wonder the kid has a future! When I was a child, I knew how to exchange physical strength for things, and when I grew up, I knew how to exchange my brain for wealth! Don't look at the plain clothes of the people, they still live in the alleys. He was the first person in the alley to drive a Santana.

He continued, "But our childhood was not a lot of fun, and in the lotus pond along the Houhai Lake, we fluttered blindly in it with our bare butts and threw sandbags in the Dongming Hutong in the summer. Although I don't have snacks, I have been eating fragrant jajanjangmian noodles made by my mother since I was a child, and noodle tea sprinkled with sesame sauce and pepper salt. No worse than the outside. He paused and continued, "Compared to us, children are much happier now. ”

The diners nodded in unison.

"Teacher Dai, do you have any delicious snacks under our Imperial City?" These diners were 'fooled' by the old man's humorous language, and their interest also rose.

This season is not as convenient as the consultation of later generations, and what is checked on the Internet is clear and detailed.

Teacher Dai beckoned. "Bring me another bowl of two. After talking about it all the time, I feel hungry again! "I rolled up my sleeves, this is going to 'do a big job!'

"Okay!" The young man replied with a smile.

"Haha......"

"Hurry up, it's been a long time since we've been so instructive." The gray-haired old man quipped.

Teacher Dai was not annoyed by the ridicule of his old neighbors. What he said was the truth. After retirement. It's been a long time since I've said so much, and it's like I'm back on the podium. But this time, he was more willing to say that what he was talking about was the most intimate and intimate thing to them under the roots of the imperial city. When people get older, they miss the old days even more.

Hey! Nothing to do when idle! Finding the existing old 'antiques' under the roots of the imperial city is a good thing to pass the time! Children can't just remember milk and bread. Forget about the ancestors. Teacher Dai thought so.

The young man served a bowl of two things in a slippery manner, and Mr. Dai didn't care about the heat, even ate a few spoonfuls, put down the spoon, took out a handkerchief and pursed his lips and continued, "There is a poem that says: When you wake up from a noon dream, hot noodle tea, dry ginger and sesame sauce must always be added." Noodle tea is generally sold in the afternoon, why do we like noodle tea, one is to open the spleen and strengthen the stomach, the second is to be addicted, and the third is to satisfy hunger in the morning. He paused and said, "If the little girl wants to eat it, I'll tell you that it's the most authentic." ”

"Hey! Thank you! Fang Monan smiled and thanked with a smile.

He Junyao took out a notebook from his pocket and wrote it down, as well as the walking route.

He Junyao's action greatly pleased Teacher Dai, and he looked at him with a look of relief.

Teacher Dai finished the remaining two things with a snort, and his movements were fast and not rude, but revealing the boldness and kindness of a northern man. Obviously, the conditions in this house are good, imagine the literati of that era, and there is an answer.

After Mr. Dai finished eating, he still wiped his mouth and started a stand-up comedy again, "This fried gnocchi is actually gnocchi, but there must be side dishes, and the fried must be yellow and green, and the color should be golden, and add some minced beef, this taste is simply incurable!" The most popular home-cooked pasta dish in Lao Beiping during the Republic of China!.

According to legend, in the early years of the Republic of China, a mother and daughter surnamed Mu opened a small noodle shop in Zangjiaqiao, northeast of Hufang Bridge, Xuanwu District, called 'Guangfu Pavilion'. The shop mainly serves a variety of low-cost pasta. Due to the small profit and the usual food, at the beginning, the business was only enough to maintain the family, and it was very sluggish. This kind of pasta was invented by accident, and it was named 'fried gnocchi', and in this way, the prototype of fried gnocchi was initially formed. Later, it slowly developed into a specialty snack.

Because the shopkeeper's surname is Mu, there is no man in the family, so the common people jokingly call Mu Jiazhai. At that time, a famous calligrapher wrote an impromptu poem after eating fried gnocchi, praising the fried gnocchi of 'Mujiazhai': Twenty-year-old Mayfly Tourist Yanjing, every meal is unforgettable Mu Guiying. Sent a message to her hostess, but she had gone to make a spoon with her own hands. Famous painters Hu Peiheng and Yu Feiyan also gave gifts of calligraphy and paintings to express their love and admiration for the 'Mujiazhai' fried pimples. ”

"I know that Dongen Yuanju's fried gnocchi is famous, but I haven't heard of Mujiazhai!" Some diners shouted.

"After the death of the mistress of the Mu family in 52, it was closed, and you were not born at that time! Your dad must know. ”

"Hehe......" everyone laughed in unison.

Fortunately, it is famous for its delicious fried gnocchi, and there are many people who follow suit, and among them, the "Dongen Yuanju" in Li Shamao Hutong outside the front door is the most famous. Teacher Dai's words were obviously said to He Junyao.

"Oops! It's going to be late. One of the middle-aged men stood up suddenly, "My full attendance award!" As soon as the diners in the small shop saw their watches at 7:45, they all hurried out.

"Boss! I'll be back at noon and I'll settle accounts for you! ”

"That's it! Let's go! It's never too late. The shopkeeper waved his hand very asarily, they are all neighbors, and they are not bad for a while.

Those who rushed to work, pedaled their bicycles, and walked away like they were on Hot Wheels and burning their butts.

Half of the diners in the small shop walked away, and the rest were elderly people, some of whom were carrying bird cages.

Fang Menan and He Junyao were in the middle of a group of old people, which was even more abrupt.

Teacher Dai asked in surprise, "You don't have to go to work or school!" ”

"We're on vacation!" Fang Monan laughed. "Teacher Dai still can't talk about it!"

Seeing that they had no intention of leaving, "Speak!" But let's miss it. Teacher Dai got up and left and went to the public toilet in the alley. The old man in the store also went to relieve his hands, and people have three urgency!

While everyone was gone, the shopkeeper and his men quickly cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the table.

He Junyao ordered Fang Monan again, Luo Si Zhuan Er and Gan Chuan Er, He Junyao broke them and pushed them in front of her. He Junyao picked up the snail and put it in his mouth to chew, "It's still the same taste." ”

He Junyao picked up another snail and put it in Fang Monan's mouth, she took a bite into her mouth, well! The outer layer is slightly crispy, and the inside is soft and very delicious.

"That!" Fang Monan Nunu mouthed, He Junyao picked up a dry burst and fed it to Fang Monan.

"Hmmm! Crunch! The tip of Fang Monan's pink tongue licked his light pink lips, and he watched He Junyao's eyes gradually become gloomy, and the corners of Fang Monan's lips curled slightly, bending a naughty arc.

Fang Monan smiled, his eyes lit up like gems. Shine brightly. He laughed like a treacherous fox, and his tail wagged triumphantly behind him.

He Junyao likes such a delicate Fang Monan, pinching her beautiful little face dotingly, and said in a low and somewhat affectionate voice, "You girl!" He picked up a snail and fed it to her.

In the eyes of outsiders, he looks like a good brother, the middle-aged man who loves to take advantage of him, and said with a smile, "Your brother and sister have a really good relationship!" ”

He Junyao stared at the side of her face, a smile flashed between his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice, "I'm only good to her!" A deep voice slipped into his ears like a lover's whisper.

A very ordinary and ordinary sentence, listening to Fang Monan's ears, but it made her heart skip a beat, she took the initiative to grab his hand this time, gently rubbing his palm back and forth.

He Junyao's heart was instantly filled with tenderness, the corners of his mouth curved an arc, his heart seemed to be brushed by feathers, holding her hand tightly, don't scratch it, this flirtatious heart itch is unbearable.

Fortunately, one after another, the old people came back and diverted their attention. The shopkeeper served each old man a cup of red date and hawthorn tea. Eliminate food and replenish blood.

Teacher Dai took a sip of tea and saw the snacks on Fang Monan's table, "This snail is named because of its exposed circle of sesame sauce that resembles the shape of the shell of a conch. The preparation method is to knead the dough into a drug, roll it into a slice and smear it with sesame paste and pepper salt, roll it into a roll, and then hold the two ends in your hand and turn the steering wheel to the left and right sides and press it into a size like a baked cake, put it on the iron bell and burn it until it is seven or eight mature, and then put it on the horse road in the stove to bake and cook. Suitable for all ages, they all love to eat, and I didn't eat this less when I was a child. ”

Teacher Dai also introduced many snacks under the roots of the imperial city, which not only evoked the memories of the old man, but also evoked the gluttony of Fang Monan and He Junyao.

"In short, this snack can't be finished for three days and three nights, and some of them have disappeared after a few years, so you can look for this." Teacher Dai smiled and said, "Do you still want to hear it!" ”

"Yes!" Fang Monan nodded, holding his chin with his hand and looking deaf.

Fang Monan's listening with relish greatly satisfied Teacher Dai's desire to 'teach', so he continued to 'lecture'. (To be continued......)

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