"Mom! You have something to say! Cao Xuefang asked in a whisper in her ear.

Yu Qingqing frowned lightly and said, "I don't know how to say it, anyway, I don't think it's right, there is a taste of how much you can catch in it." ”

The corners of Fang Monan's lips hooked up a smile, Aunt Cao's is quite keen, the lyrics of "Walking Away in Style" are undoubtedly written about love, but like all excellent music works, after a song is born, in the face of the public, it will definitely attract countless listeners to "misread".

And "Walking in Style" was not spared. In the subconscious of the Chinese people, "go back in style" is actually equivalent to "there is wine today and get drunk today", "get by", "how much can you get", these words and phrases are all in the Chinese people's traditional influence of Buddhism, Confucianism, and Taoism, and slowly formed a common and common attitude and philosophy of life among the people.

"Mom, when you say that, it really tastes like that." Cao Xuefang pondered for a moment and said, "Hey! Mom, I'll take you to listen to a few songs after dinner, absolutely positive. ”

The mother and daughter muttered quietly, and the others continued to drink in large bowls and eat large pieces of meat.

"This ...... Good...... Eat! The little doodle said with difficulty stuffing the inside of his mouth.

"Swallow and speak." Jian Huixin pinched his chubby little face and said.

Doodoo nodded, "Oh! He swallowed what came to his mouth, "I want more." ”

"Golden and crisp, sweet but not thick, oily but not greasy, soft, soft, attractive in color and fragrance, arousing people's appetite, making people want to swallow it all in one go." Jian Huixin put one in her mouth and said. "No wonder you love to eat, what is this?"

"Sugar and oil." Cao Xuefang said with a smile. "The raw materials are very simple, water-milled glutinous rice flour, sugar juice, fried in oil, and it's good."

Cao Xuefang continued, "This sugar and oil baba is cheap to build, and the main raw materials are glutinous rice flour and starch syrup, but its manufacturing process is delicate and exquisite, and there is a special manufacturing process. Although it can't be elegant, it can't be compared with the delicacies of the mountains and seas, shark fin and bear's paws, but it is precisely because of its cheap status. It can go in and out of ordinary people's homes. It is loved by the people and has become a snack that the people never get tired of eating. Regardless of people's beauty and ugliness, status, and regardless of men, women, young and old, anyone who loves life and knows how to enjoy the pleasure of eating. All have the wonderful feeling of eating sugar and oil poop. They all have special feelings for the sugar and oil baba that is a dime.

Three sugar and oil poops in the morning. You can be full of energy and physical strength for a day, and three sugar and oil poop and tooth sacrifices in the afternoon. Refreshed and full, the taste and effect of sugar and oil poop are wonderful in our eyes. ”

When it comes to eating, everyone has wonderful ideas and gushes endlessly.

"What is this?" Grandma asked curiously, "The taste is excellent, the chew is strong, the taste is more fragrant, and it is appetizing." ”

"Haha......" Fang Menan laughed.

"What are you laughing at, what funny things have I said." Grandma looked at Fang Monan, who was stupid, and asked puzzledly.

"Grandma's dish!" Cao Xuefang said with a smile, "Grandma Mo, this is called grandma's dish!"

Grandma's cuisine is a Tujia dish with a strong rural flavor in Xiangxi. The raw materials are made of a variety of wild vegetables, dried and salted in the jar by the traditional folk production method of Xiangxi, without adding any pigments and preservatives, plus meat puree, chili, vegetable oil, salt, etc., cooking. ”

"This is my dish for my grandmother." Fang Monan said with a smile on the corner of his mouth. When I was cooking Hunan food, I remembered this dish.

Old Man Lin took a pair of chopsticks, put them in his mouth, and tasted them, "Now that my life is rich, I still miss the food when I was a child." ”

Fang Monan said meaningfully, "Farm food, to a certain extent, is 'eating' an emotion, a feeling, to give people who have a stressful day of work to return to the natural ease." The complexity of the modern city makes people yearn for the artistic conception of returning to nature, yearning for simple and simple food, and choosing simple and simple local dishes is more like a life attitude. ”

Old Man Lin took a sip of wine, "A glass of old wine, a few dishes of side dishes, the simpler it is, the better it is." ”

"Gastronomical minimalist." Bella said in a word.

"Hey! That's how grandma's dishes are. It is very easy to recognize, the dishes made by grandma are relatively mild and reasonable, the tone is crystal and mild, the taste is light, but the color is mellow. If the table is full of dishes, the color and flavor are complete, it is most likely the masterpiece of a father or mother with good craftsmanship. Fang Menan said with a smile.

"And a dish, miserable, makes people appreciate and insensitive, hehe...... That's mostly a beginner's finished product. Grandma Lin said with a smile on the corner of her lips.

"Huh...... It is very recognizable. Everyone said with a smile.

I have seen people, scolding the heavens and the earth, scolding the father and scolding the mother. Your grandpa has a chicken thigh and your grandma has a duck shank. Grandma's head is like a leather ball, grandma's waist is like a sickle, and grandma's ass is like bread, as if she can't remember how to scold grandma.

The people around Fang Menan are more pro-grandmother, not only us, but some anti-social and anti-human machine gun men in movies all over the world generally say coolly when recalling the past, how was my grandmother back then.

In American dramas, people who are a little more homely will talk about food, and the recipes of a certain dessert, a certain cheese, and a certain sweet wine are common, most of which are grandmother's family heirlooms. Most people miss their grandmother the most, and seven or eight times out of ten they have straight eyes and salivate. It can be seen that this is also true in both China and the West: the classic image of the grandmother is always related to food.

"Grandma's cooking, it's like a top master's move, it's a trick without a trick. has already gone through a head-to-head duel with your real sword and gun, and the exquisite intention is free, easy to come, and the weight is light, which is the contrast of real strength. Grandma's cooking is particular about showing the most natural side of the ingredients. Despise all kinds of additives, monosodium glutamate or chicken essence.

Anyway, the old man has time, and he can stew a pot of soup and wait for the flavor to come out.

Grandma's cooking is the essence of health, maybe it is because people are old, so the dishes are rarely big meat and oil. Instead, there is less meat and more vegetables, and it is served sparsely and brightly, and it can't taste MSG, and the salt is so light that it seems to be nothing. But the peppercorns, the star anise that has been used up, and the cloves are dotted, and the umami is brought up again. Having eaten enough, Monan put down his chopsticks and said.

"Hehe...... grandma scratched her head and said with a smile, "Am I as good as you say?" ”

"Silly boy!" Grandma's hand just wanted to put it on her soft hair, looking at her long hair, afraid of messing it up, her hand put it on her shoulder and patted it.

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Everyone chatted while eating, and the meal lasted for two hours.

After lunch, Fang Menan took Bella to the farm, of course, Berg was indispensable behind him. The last three people sat by the reservoir, the willows were clinging, the cool breeze was blowing, and they were very comfortable.

Fang Monan leaned against the trunk of the tree, boredomically throwing small stones into the reservoir, watching the water splash in circles and ripples.

The sun is scorching, the air is extremely dry, and the lotus leaves in the sun-dried reservoir are wilting. The fish in the water lazily hid under the lotus leaves, listening to the irritable chirping of the cicadas in the treetops...... The sounds of nature are richer and more captivating.

Feeling the grandmother's dish that Fang Menan said at the end, the farm in the afternoon was very quiet, and everyone had an aftertaste on their faces, missing their relatives.

It's a pity that most people's grandmothers are no longer there, and they don't want to raise their children!

After an afternoon of grinding by the reservoir, watching Bella jump up and down, he worked all afternoon, and he didn't catch a single fish, not even a single fish dregs.

Bella looked enviously at the fish coming to the reservoir, that one didn't return with a full load.

"Bella! I'm going to the kitchen to prepare dinner, how about you! Fang Menan got up and patted the grass clippings and dust that didn't exist on his body.

"I'm going to have to catch these goddamn cunning fish today." Bella gritted her teeth and said, where is there still a lady's appearance. "Nannan! You're busy with your go! Bella waved her hand without looking back.

Fang Menan nodded to Berg, then left the reservoir and entered the large kitchen.

The big kitchen in the summer is as hot as a stove, and it's torture for anyone, it's so hot that it's sweating.

Fang Monan looked at her grandmother spreading pancakes, sweating profusely, sweating her hair wet and sticking to the sides of her cheeks, her clothes were wet with sweat, she pinched her fingers and performed a cooling technique.

"Nannan! Here it comes. Grandma felt cooler and more comfortable, and she knew who was behind her.

"Grandma, you don't need to do this, it's sticky and uncomfortable on a hot day." Fang Monan just wanted to wave his hand and take over the next pancakes.

"Stop!" Grandma squeezed her hand, "Why don't you dislike my old man's bad work!" ”

Fang Monan snored and was wronged, "What's the matter, grandma makes the most delicious." She said doggedly.

Fang Monan said that he was about to pinch the pancake and put it in his mouth, "pop ......" The wooden shovel in his grandmother's hand hit the back of his hand.

"Grandma, it hurts!" Fang Monan rubbed the back of his hand.

"Humph! Come less, you are copper-skinned and iron-skinned, and you are still afraid of wooden shovels. If you want to eat and wash your hands, the chopsticks are at hand. Grandma chattered, "How can such a big person still look like a child." ”

"Hee-hee......" Fang Monan smiled obediently and flushed his hand under the faucet, and then began to roll the pancake with green onions and dip the sauce.

The lush green shoots on the farm and the breeze are like green swords. Green onion sprouts are not only the most nutritious, but also the most delicious, plucked home, washed, shredded, dipped in sautéed meat sauce and eaten in freshly baked pancakes, the spicy and sweet sauce is simply delicious.

"How! Is it as lightweight as you said? ”

Grandma poured the batter from the spoon on the pan, making a "zla......" sound, and then smelled the fragrant green onion.

"The sword is not old!" Fang Monan shivered with the fragrant meat sauce on his index finger.

As the saying goes, "Pancake rolls with pork, you can't eat enough." Stir-fried chili peppers (toon) with eggs are also considered a high-class "dish", and there is also a mantra that says, "Pancakes roll eggs and eat until you sweat." Children who go to school also have an interesting saying: "Pancakes roll eggs, don't eat them, I don't read them." ”

"Delicious!" Fang Mo chanted while eating. (To be continued......)

PS: Ask for pink, ask for recommendation.