A plate of cold dishes that could distinguish no less than five ingredients at first glance was placed on the tea table, Jiang Yunfeng used the silver spoon to flick the plate that looked like a salad, and found that there were peanuts, soybeans, and minced garlic, which were still ingredients that he recognized, and most of the rest he had never seen before, especially the yellow-green soft sprout-like objects were particularly suspicious.

After serving the refreshments, the teahouse waiter was about to turn back, Jiang Yunfeng quickly grabbed her sleeve and pointed to the suspicious salad and asked, "Little brother, there are a lot of ingredients used in this dish, what's the name?" ”

The teahouse waiter glanced in the direction Jiang Yunfeng was pointing and replied with a smile: "Oh~ The name of this tea is Lape Bean." ”

"Lappe?"

"Sorry, lape bean is a transliteration of the Burmese language, translated into Chinese is tea salad."

"Tea salad? Can you still eat tea? The teahouse brother's answer made Jiang Yunfeng feel even more confused, there was no main ingredient in his barren culinary knowledge reserve that would use tea, even if it was Longjing shrimp, a famous dish in Huaiyang, the use of Longjing green tea only needed tea flavor.

Turning his gaze to the well-informed daughter of a famous family, the latter shook his head and said that he had not heard of it either.

The teahouse brother enthusiastically solved their doubts, "The tea leaves are all fermented and can be eaten with confidence." This tea salad looks very simple, but it is the national dish of our Myanmar, and it is sold in every teahouse, and every guest who comes to the teahouse to drink tea and chat will order food, and if you don't believe it, you can look at the guests around you. ”

Jiang Yunfeng turned his head and glanced around the teahouse, as the teahouse brother said, every table of guests ordered this tea salad, some were just used as refreshments, and some were even used with white rice.

"I'm sorry, I'm delaying your work, little brother."

"It's okay, it's my job to answer guests' questions." The teahouse brother's smile remained the same, and he suddenly remembered something and asked, "I'm sorry, I didn't ask about the two kinds of tea, 'Lapeiyi' and 'Leaf Alkali' just now, which one do you need?" ”

"Is there any difference between the two?"

"The former is sweet tea, and the latter is bitter tea." The teahouse brother answered truthfully.

Jiang Yunfeng asked Erina Nagi and Fu Hua for their opinions, and then said, "Give these two girls sweet tea, I want a cup of bitter tea." ”

The little brother in the teahouse left with his head bowed, and soon delivered the tea that Jiang Yunfeng needed.

The so-called sweet tea is actually a British-style black tea, and the coffee-colored viscous tea soup is mixed with how much condensed milk and white sugar, and the spoon is stirred without waves, and the tea is as smooth as satin.

Erina Nagi stopped stirring the spoon and held the teacup handle and took a sip, the mellow aroma of black tea and the silkiness of condensed milk have been perfectly combined after repeated cup changes, and the pure British style made her mistakenly think that the environment she is now in is the Thames River in London, England, and she is enjoying English afternoon tea comfortably.

The illusion of extreme sweetness was quickly broken by the noise of the other guests in the teahouse, and Erina Nagikiri, who had returned to reality, picked up a fried spring roll with a fork and ordered it in the dipping sauce, and ate it comfortably against the back of the chair, the noisy environment of the teahouse did not affect her comfortable time enjoying morning tea.

On the contrary, the chatting of other guests in the teahouse is noisy, but it makes Erina Nagikiri, who has always been high up and examines other people's works with the attitude of a queen, and Jiang Yunfeng, who takes himself to eat supper in Guangzhou, often puts a sentence on his lips: Without fireworks, life is a lonely and boring journey.

At first, Erina Nagikiri always thought that he was just looking for a crooked reason when he wanted to eat, but now he finds that there is indeed some truth. The skin of the spring rolls is fried a little excessively, crispy with a hint of paste, the dried shrimp in the spring rolls are not soaked and the taste is not very good, and the knife work of bamboo shoots and radish shreds is not good, and the size and thickness are different. But this is life, and being too demanding will only make you very tired.

Although the taste of the spring rolls is unsatisfactory, Erina Nagi still finished eating the cup of sweet and silky British black tea, and the other refreshments are still good, especially the tea salad that makes Erina Nagi feel amazing, the bitterness of the fermented tea leaves and the intact tea aroma, sesame oil, peanuts, garlic, shrimp, coconut meat, ginger, layer by layer piled up on the plate.

Millet peppers, lemon juice, and fish sauce all the ingredients are strung together, and the texture is extremely rich when stirred. Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty are gathered together, and the layers are distinct. Erina Nagikiri didn't expect that Myanmar, a country that has been closed by dictatorship for nearly half a century and rarely communicates with the outside world, and has only opened up in the last ten years, hides such a dish that is comparable to the ten masterpieces of Yuanyue.

Seeing Erina Nagi and Fu Hua chatting happily while drinking tea, Jiang Yunfeng smiled and took a big sip of the cup of bitter tea he ordered, the bitterness comparable to Coptis destroyed every taste bud on the tip of his tongue, and finally he couldn't help but squirt out.

"Is it really that bitter?" Fu Hua dipped his fingers in a little tea from Jiang Yunfeng's quilt, licked his brows, and immediately wrinkled, and hurriedly took a sip of his cup of sweet milk tea to ease up.

Erina Nagi saw him sticking out his tongue in pain, and said with some unkindness, "Otherwise, let's change the glass, don't be reckless." ”

"No, no matter how bitter the tea I ordered, I have to drink it all, and I seem to have discovered the secret of this bitter tea." Holding the most, Jiang Yunfeng waved his hand and replied, he felt that the bitter taste had dissipated, Jiang Yunfeng picked up the cup of bitter tea again, this time he didn't take a big sip of it arrogantly, but took a sip of it in his mouth and tasted it carefully.

The tea was bitter at the beginning, even Jiang Yunfeng, who was mentally prepared, couldn't help but tremble a little, gritted his teeth and swallowed the bitter tea in his mouth, the clear tea fragrance and refreshing aftertaste made people feel cheerful, this refreshing feeling made Jiang Yunfeng feel that it was worth it to be bitter.

As time passed, Jiang Yunfeng, Erina Nagi and Fu Hua, a young combination of men and two women, gradually became the focus of the teahouse, and the strange eyes cast around also made the three of them feel uncomfortable, after all, Myanmar is a country with strong religious colors, Jiang Yunfeng was worried that he had inadvertently violated some taboos and made the people around him feel unhappy, so he called the teahouse brother to ask for advice.

The teahouse boy told him that the reason why the guests around him looked at the three of them with strange eyes was actually very simple, in Myanmar teahouses have always been the exclusive world of men, although there is no explicit prohibition on women to enter, but the content of the topics discussed in places dominated by men is mostly very obscure, occasionally older women will join in, but young women are warned by their families not to approach.

So that's the case, although the existence of the two young and beautiful little girls, Erina Nagikiri and Fu Hua, is very eye-catching, but it has already influenced those tea drinkers in Mandalay to talk about those topics unscrupulously.

A table of refreshments only cost less than 50 yuan at the checkout, and Myanmar's cheap consumption is also the root of Jiang Yunfeng's daring to be a bold. The three of them hurried out of the teahouse after settling the bill, and the time was close to the morning when the sun hung in the middle of the sky, and the temperature in Mandalay quickly rose to more than 30 degrees.

Looking at the scorching sun overhead, Jiang Yunfeng proposed to go to Mandalay Mountain in the north of Mandalay City to avoid the high temperature at noon, and waved to stop a tricycle with Burmese characteristics with the consent of the second daughter.

The driver grinned and showed a mouthful of red and black teeth, chewing on betel nut and asking where he was going.

Jiang Yunfeng pointed to the north of the city, and the driver nodded knowingly to let them get into the car, and then lit a cigarette and took a deep puff.

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