Chapter 38: The Hometown of the Poet

"Sister, should we go to Du Fu's cemetery to have a look?" Qingqing asked for Ling'er's opinion.

"I don't think my sister will go, will she?" Ling'er blinked her big watery eyes.

"Elf, your eyesight is so good, you are really my sister!" Qingqing touched Ling'er's head and boasted.

"Such a virtuous and capable patriotic poet who worries about the country and the people, we only need to remember the brilliant and excellent poems he wrote, and we are worthy of his troubled and colorful heart." Qingqing commented seriously.

"Colorful, doesn't it mean that his life is full of sorrow?" Ling'er was puzzled.

"Words are the voice of the heart, and his poems are called 'poetry history'. If you listen carefully: 'It is the good scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and the season of falling flowers is the king', does it reflect the deep friendship of reuniting with friends to enjoy the scenery in the pleasant season? 'Juanjuan plays butterflies over the idle curtain, and pieces of light gulls go down the turbulence'. Does it reflect the poet's tenacious heart of the cute bird swimming against the current? "The stars follow the plains, the moon swells and the rivers flow", does it write the side of the plain that is open and undulating, the moon swells with the waves, the moon goes with the waves, and the vigorous momentum of the river rushing? 'Two yellow orioles singing green willows, a line of egrets in the blue sky', is it written that the spring is pleasant, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, or the autumn is crisp and the wind is beautiful, and the sun is beautiful? 'Huang Siniang's house is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low on the branches. Lingering and dancing butterflies from time to time, and the warbler is just crying', does it reflect the poet's nostalgia for nature, love spring, spring and autumn? "From the beginning to the beam, the swallow on the beam, the blind date is close to the gulls in the water", does it write the poet's gentle soul of idleness and wild cranes and the integration of all things? Qingqing memorized a series of famous sentences from Du's poems in one breath.

"That's really the case, no wonder life is called 'Baiwei Life'." Ling'er finally knew that the great poet was also a rather interesting temperament, but his temperament was not as imaginative and indulgent as Li Bai.

Bidding farewell to the kind old man, the sisters rented a fast horse and rushed to Zhengzhou.

The streets are bustling with people. There were braised noodles everywhere, so the sisters chose a noodle restaurant full of customers and sat down.

Qingqing chatted with an older sister.

"Sister, do you eat out every day?"

"Yes, my parents open shops every day to earn money, and they don't have time to make lunch, what, you two are rangers, and you still wear swords." My sister asked with concern.

"Why is the whole city selling braised noodles?"

"Because, the people of my city earn money at a fast pace all day long, and they don't have much time to eat a big meal, and eating a bowl of delicious and nutritious braised noodles is what everyone has been used to for many years."

"Oh, sister, please introduce me to the braised noodles in your place."

"Okay, willing to serve. Braised noodles is our HN Han specialty food with a long history. It is a kind of meat, vegetarian, soup, dish, rice gathered and have a traditional flavor snack, with delicious taste, economical, well-known in the Central Plains, throughout the country. Braised noodles can be divided into mutton braised noodles, beef braised noodles, three fresh braised noodles, five fresh braised noodles and so on. Generally, fine white flour is mixed with an appropriate amount of salt and alkali and soft noodles, and it is repeatedly kneaded to make it tenacious. The essence of braised noodles lies in the soup, the mutton soup should be made of the best fresh mutton, after repeated soaking, put the blood foam, put in the whole material, and cook the meat. Below, put the original broth in the pot, pull the noodles into thin strips and put the lamb on top, with daylily, fungus, and vermicelli. When served, small dishes such as coriander, chili oil, and sweet garlic are taken out to make the taste even fresher. Because the noodles are fragrant and the meat is rotten, the taste is rich, and the price is cheap, it has become the most typical Han flavor snack in the Central Plains. ”

"Oh, thank you so much, it seems that my sister can be a 'food guide' lady."

"What is a 'Miss Guide'?" The sister asked curiously.

"Even if outsiders come to Zhengzhou, your task is to lead them to an authentic and delicious braised noodle restaurant to eat, and you can also make money." Qingqing said happily.

"That's good, I'm leaving, please use it slowly." My sister wanted to get up and say goodbye.

"Ling'er, quickly give 6 yuan." Ling'er smiled and did it.

"Sister, this is a meeting gift, thank you for introducing the special noodles here for the two of us, we can taste the authentic HN stewed noodles in the future, I wish your family a prosperous business!" Qingqing said to her sister with a spring breeze on her face, maybe this girl really couldn't find a reason to refuse, so she accepted it.

"I wish the two Ranger girls a safe journey!" My sister replied.

Chewing large pieces of mutton, tasting green cabbage, eating strong hand-rolled noodles, and drinking fragrant soup, Qingqing couldn't help but fall into deep thought: I am getting closer and closer to the Holy One, why is my heart becoming uneasy? Can Zhao Gongzi eat such authentic braised noodles, and is the green vegetables in his every meal freshly picked? Is it because the noodles are long that my thoughts become long. If this is the case, then will you dare to eat noodles in the future?