One more thing? He Ping looked at Fang Bei.

"Hmm." Don't say seriously.

"Tomorrow I want to drink Hu spicy soup."

……

……

Tomorrow I want to drink Hu spicy soup.

This is indeed a very important thing, and it needs to be specifically advised.

He Ping remembered, so early the next morning, a large pot of hot Hu spicy soup was placed in the center of the courtyard, and the fragrance was overflowing.

Hu spicy soup is a special product of Henan, although its appearance is not good, but the taste is mellow and delicious, very appetizing and refreshing.

It can be said that although there is no salty porridge similar to the preserved egg and lean pork porridge in the south, Hu spicy soup has replaced such a salty porridge position well and has become a very salty breakfast soup for all ages.

The Hu spicy soup is mainly made of pepper, the same soup stock made of large bones as the base, then add pepper, the powder ground by the chili pepper, and then add the thickening flour, ginger star anise cinnamon and other spices, after the fire is boiled, then put in the mutton gluten, wait until the mutton gluten is tossed and cooked in the pot, then pour the gluten water into the pot, continue to boil until the soup becomes viscous, and then add vermicelli, green onions, salt, monosodium glutamate, soy sauce and other seasonings to taste.

When the pot is finally raised, add an appropriate amount of sesame oil and balsamic vinegar for the final seasoning.

This is Hu spicy soup.

Don't say that you want to drink spicy soup in the morning, He Ping got up early in the morning, there are all kinds of spices in the kitchen of Guofu, and spicy soup is also a standing ingredient as a local delicacy, but He Ping didn't call anyone to help, he worked in the kitchen for almost an hour, and finally rushed to boil a pot of spicy soup in the courtyard when the east was white, and slowly heated the pot with a simmer to prevent it from cooling.

Of course, the food accompaniment to Hu spicy soup is very extensive, and almost everything can be soaked in Hu spicy soup, not only fritters can be soaked, scallion pancakes can be soaked, steamed buns can be soaked, steamed buns can be soaked, pot helmets can be soaked, and mille-feuille cakes can be soaked. There are even times when even sweet breakfasts such as sugar cakes can be eaten in spicy soup.

Of course, as for flavor, that's really a matter of opinion.

"When I got up in the morning and saw Sister Ping by the pot, I really thought I had arrived at Nai He Bridge." Fang Bei said with a smile.

Shang Jiu Ge didn't get to this stalk for a while, and couldn't help asking, "Why?" ”

"Because Meng Po is selling Meng Po soup." Fang Bei laughed and said.

The people around him couldn't help but laugh together.

After laughing, of course, everyone sat around for dinner, this time with Hu spicy soup is a very traditional fritters, although it is inevitable that eating fritters for breakfast is a little greasy, Hu spicy soup looks slimy and very greasy, but after adding pepper and balsamic vinegar to Hu spicy soup, it is sour and spicy, unexpectedly very greasy, more appetizing and refreshing, and it is really delicious and tight with it.

Shang Jiu Ge quickly finished eating a bowl, and showed the empty bowl to Meng Po, no, it was He Ping: "Bring me another bowl." ”

When Shang Jiuge came back with a bowl as he wished, Fang Bei looked at the corners of Shang Jiuge's somewhat greasy mouth and smiled: "I'll tell you a joke." ”

"Jokes?" Shang Jiuge was stunned, and then looked at Fang Bei: "Tell me, I like to listen to jokes." ”

"It is said that Meng Po has been selling Meng Po soup by the Nai He Bridge, but she has never tasted what this soup tastes like, so finally one day she couldn't resist her curiosity and served herself a bowl."

"And then?" Shang Jiuge was very curious about the follow-up when he heard this story, after all, it was really interesting.

It's not funny at all, though.

"And then it's over." Don't look at Shang Jiuge.

"Meng Po drank the soup, and continued to sell soup by the Nai He Bridge, she never knew the taste of the soup she sold, and finally one day she couldn't help it and served herself a bowl."

Shang Jiu Ge was stunned, and then took a sip of soup.

"It's not funny at all."

"Shall I tell you a funny one?" He Ping said on the side.

"Okay." Shang Jiu Ge hurriedly said.

Even Xue Ling and the others around him pricked up their ears to listen, after all, Fang Bei really told a lot of jokes, but Sister Ping really didn't tell any jokes.

"It is said that Meng Po sells Meng Po soup by the Nai He Bridge every day, day and night, endlessly." Sister Ping said quietly: "Such days never end, and finally one day she couldn't help but find the prince and said to the prince." ”

"I don't know how many years I've been by the bridge here, even if I have a great sin, now it's time to pay it back, I think it's time for me to be reincarnated and reincarnated as a human being."

Hades laughed and said, "I've been waiting for this sentence for a long time."

"Meng Po, who has worked for the underworld for five hundred years, has worked hard and made great achievements, drink this soup quickly, and then you can be reincarnated and go to the world again."

"Meng Po was ordered to drink the Meng Po soup."

Her eyes gradually changed from clear to muddy, and then to clear again, and she looked at Hades, and Hades looked at her.

"Who do you know? Hades asked. ”

Meng Po shook her head and said she didn't know.

"Okay, then from today on, it will be called Meng Po, I will send it to the side of the Nai He Bridge to take charge of this bridge, and every lonely soul and wild ghost who crosses the bridge in the future will have to drink a bowl of Meng Po soup before leaving."

"When you feel that your merits are complete, you can come to me and be reincarnated."

"Reincarnate as a human being."

Meng Po thanked the order, and then returned to the Nai He Bridge.

"Sold soup to every bridge crosser."

He Ping finished speaking word by word, in fact, the story He Ping told was vivid and really vivid.

But no one in the room laughed.

It's funny, though.

After all, such a Meng Po who was toyed with by her own Meng Po soup is really pitiful, pathetic and ridiculous.

But even Shang Jiuge can understand that in fact, the Meng Po in He Ping's mouth is almost herself.

The atmosphere became a little heavy for no reason.

In fact, after the Dragon Boat Festival lost his memory, he didn't eat much meat and meat, and after recovering his memory, he wouldn't eat this bowl of spicy soup, his breakfast was just shallots mixed with tofu and white porridge steamed buns, hearing this, he couldn't help but praise Amitabha.

Fang Bei lowered his head and smiled, then raised his head: "Shall I sing a rap song to everyone?" ”

Although it was just to dispel the atmosphere and divert the topic, Xue Ling was still stunned: "rap? ”

No one around me could understand what rap was sacred and what it meant.

"That's what I mean by singing a song to everyone."

Fang Bei translated.

"Okay." Ningxia said with a smile.

"Please."

Fang Bei nodded, picked up the spoon of Hu spicy soup and gently tapped the empty bowl in front of him.

The sound is smart and light.

"Look at this bowl, it's big and round."

"Look at this soup, it's fragrant and sweet!"

Before the words fell, the people around couldn't help but burst into laughter, and even Sister Ping, who had a calm face, covered her mouth.

And Fang Bei's song is actually not finished yet.

PS: (I feel like it's super appropriate to sing a big bowl of wide noodles here!)

The Plus version, of course, not the original two-sentence version. ）