Chapter One Hundred and Four: The Ginger Fruit Tree
Don't look at Chen Yufei is only twenty-four years old, but what he said was the truth.
This made Zhou Anfu admire.
In the end, it was decided to let Chen Yufei re-lead the next game, no matter what Wang Xingfu thought in his heart, in short, no one paid attention to what she thought about the group.
Uncle Northwest walks on the road.
The colorful aunts around him shook his eyes a little.
Uncle Northwest walked while reminiscing about the bowl of noodles just now.
The taste of the noodles is very familiar.
Uncle Northwest came here to work from other places, and when he first came to this city, he was only about 20 years old. His father died early, and his mother ran away when he couldn't stand it, and his grandfather brought him up alone.
Before Uncle Northwest left, Grandpa made him a meal of braised pork.
The braised pork made by grandpa is very different from braised pork in the traditional sense.
Normally, braised pork is just rice wine and rock sugar to cook together.
But grandpa made it, with a lot of peppercorns added to it, and there was even a little bit of dried chili pepper in it, which tasted sweet and spicy, and the taste was very strange.
Grandpa rarely cooks braised pork.
The grandson was leaving, and the grandfather wanted to treat him, so he made such a bowl.
Looking at the bowl full of red cubes of meat, Uncle Northwest's eyes moistened. If it weren't for Grandpa taking care of himself for so many years, he wouldn't know what his fate would be now.
He picked up a piece of meat, but did not eat it.
just said to grandpa: "Grandpa, don't worry, when your grandson earns money, he will definitely come back to pick you up and enjoy Qingfu!" ”
Unexpectedly, grandpa said:
"Grandpa's life, that's it, he's been suffering, and he doesn't care if he enjoys it or not. You find your mother and recognize her, she was forced to leave you back then. ”
Uncle Northwest doesn't speak.
He has his own plans, since you didn't recognize me when you were a child, then I don't need to look for you, after all, each has its own life, after so many years, even if you find her, you have no feelings at all, why bother?
When I raised my eyes, I saw that my grandfather was still staring at me, with a look of anticipation.
Uncle Northwest said: "Grandpa, take care of your health, your grandson's affairs will be taken care of by yourself." ”
At that time, he clearly felt that his grandfather's eyes had dimmed.
Bowing his head, Uncle Northwest put the piece of braised pork on the chopsticks into his mouth, and when he took a sip, the fat in the braised pork immediately melted.
The lean meat is also soft and has a non-chai texture.
Wrapped in sauce and eaten in your mouth, it becomes the best carrier of deliciousness.
Uncle Northwest tasted it, and there was a very special flavor in the soup, which he had never eaten before. Uncle Northwest asked Grandpa what it tasted like, and Grandpa said:
"Yesterday I went up the mountain and brought down some ginger branches from the mountain."
"Jiang Mu?"
In the impression of Uncle Northwest, the ginger fruit trees in the back mountains are very cherished and not very common.
There is a whole mountain behind the mountain, and there is only one ginger tree.
This kind of tree, with a very strange fragrance, Uncle Northwest often played in the mountains when he was a child, and occasionally saw this tree, he would lie down under the ginger tree to rest for an afternoon.
When I came to the kitchen, it turned out that my grandfather had burned the bark of the ginger tree branches.
The layer of wood ash scraped off with a knife was added to the braised pork as a seasoning.
Uncle Northwest was a little strange: "Grandpa, why does this wood ash taste so good?" ”
Grandpa said: "This thing is not only good to eat, but also can stop bleeding, and it is very good for the body, but this thing is really not easy to find, if there are many people who know, it will be extinct long ago." ”
Uncle Northwest nodded.
Grandpa has been guarding the back mountain for most of his life.
When he was young, he planted trees, and his youth was dedicated to the back mountain, and he cherished the ginger tree even more, so although his grandfather knew that this ginger wood also had the function of making seasonings, he would not tell everyone.
Otherwise, the only ginger fruit tree will not be guaranteed.
After leaving his hometown, Uncle Northwest has never tasted that taste.
And just now, he ate Zeng Hongxia's roasted beef, and suddenly tasted that taste again, it seems that grandpa is not the only one who knows that method.
As soon as I thought of this, a full burp came out of my throat.
Feeling the smell again, Uncle Northwest remembered Chen Yufei again.
The reason why he forgave them today was that he was moved by Chen Yufei. Grandpa hopes to recognize his mother who abandoned him, but Uncle Northwest has his own plans in his heart.
Chen Yufei refused to change the group, at least he valued love and righteousness.
It's much better than the irresponsible mother who left her and ran away......
Yin Xiaoyue and Xiao Xiaomei came to the commissary again.
There are really not too many things in the commissary.
It's just that some potatoes and sweet potatoes have been added today, and they also found lettuce and Chinese cabbage very magically, and when they opened the freezer, there was actually a hairy yellow-throated mille-feuille.
Fat beef and fat lamb are also available.
Seeing that she was here, Yin Xiaoyue said, "Otherwise, let's go back and make a small hot pot." Everyone eats together, it is lively and comfortable. ”
Xiao Xiaomei also said yes, and soon all the money she brought with her was bought up.
To say that this commissary is also magical, there is everything, but there is no hot pot base to sell, and there is no "snow colorful" shop, Xiao Xiaomei asked Yin Xiaoyue what to do, Yin Xiaoyue thought for a while and said:
"Let's buy it, I should have a way."
As she spoke, she took down a small jar of bean paste from the counter, and with this thing, nothing else was too difficult.
Two hundred dollars, I really bought a lot of things.
Although it is already very expensive compared to the mountain, the average price on the mountain is also content.
When she went back, Yin Xiaoyue asked Xiao Xiaomei to go back first.
She went directly to Zhou Anfu's beef noodle shop.
When Mao Yu saw her, she thought she was here to eat, and was about to ask Zeng Hongxia to cook noodles, but Yin Xiaoyue said, "Aunt Mao, I'm not here to eat, I want to buy something with you." ”
"Shopping?"
Plush Jade didn't know what Yin Xiaoyue was selling.
Yin Xiaoyue directly told the plush jade about the situation in the store, and in the end, she sighed: "We plan to eat well tonight, and we will do our best to prepare for the last day tomorrow." ”
Plush Jade asked Yin Xiaoyue: "You, don't want to enter the top 20?" ”
"Of course."
"That ......"
"Let's do this first, our group, who doesn't want to win the championship, but the facts are in front of us, and there is no way to force it, take one step at a time, and let's talk about today."
As soon as she said this, Zeng Hongxia also came out.
As soon as Yin Xiaoyue saw her, she immediately stepped forward and said, "Sister Zeng, can you sell us some spices." As she spoke, she hurriedly added: "We don't use it for business, we just eat it ourselves." ”