Chapter 12 Pixian bean paste

Person......

looks similar to her own father and thief, especially when she laughs.

Big head,

Small eyes,

Fleshy cheeks......

A certain eldest brother was praised happily, touched the spoon of his brain, and asked with a smile:

"Really? Looks like your grandfather is also a chef? Let me introduce myself first, my surname is Song, Song Wufa. Hehe, sister, you can taste more and give some advice.

I learned all the cooking techniques from my father, but I have studied for so long, and I have not learned my father's seven-point craft.

My father said that I had lost the face of the Song family, and there was no successor. ”

Song Wufa scratched his head, looking at Song Wuyi's contented appearance, and his fleshy big hands were very enthusiastic to take care of him.

Before he finished speaking, he came over with a large bowl of rice and motioned for Song Infinity to eat.

Song Infinity: ......

Σ(°△°|||) ︴!

Song family?!

is even surnamed Song, the kind of person whose family is a cook and has very good cooking skills?!

An accident, so to speak, an accident.

But two or three accidents can't just be regarded as accidents.

What's more, this eldest brother, in addition to being very similar to her own father, has a similar name!

The surname is Song, and the name is Wuename!

What's even more incredible is that the boiled beef he made tasted exactly the same as her grandfather's.

Especially the bottle of the best Danxian bean paste.

Grandpa's bottle of bean paste, which was not much, was pitifully few, and it was attached to the bottle.

After such a long time, I also cooked boiled beef once, gave her a taste, and let her know what traditional Sichuan cuisine tastes like.

Thinking of the blood and tears at the beginning, even if she cried, howled, and made trouble, she didn't cook it again.

The old man Song, the ancestor of the food protection, kept protecting the calves: "This is the bean paste that my third brother left for me, you can eat it once!" Could it be that you still want to steal my coffin?! ”

I said a long time ago that except for his third brother, no one in the world can make that taste of bean paste.

Pixian bean paste is a local specialty of Pidu District, Chengdu, formerly called Pixian County, a landmark product in Chinese cuisine, and one of the top seasonings in China.

The reason why it is said to be unique.

It is unique in its selection of materials and technology, distinctive, mellow fragrance without the addition of artificial flavors, and oily in color, but without adding any artificial oil.

Tut-tut, all rely on fine processing technology and excellent raw materials to achieve the standard of color, aroma and taste.

Pure natural, additive-free, essential Sichuan seasoning little angel for home travel!

Spicy and spicy,

Bright red and oily,

Pepper chunks are large,

Sweet aftertaste,

Relying on these innate and unique talents, he has successfully defeated many seasonings, such as a certain symbol: Lao Gan Ma!

It has become the most common seasoning sign in Sichuan recipes, and it is the kind of welfare product that is most loved by the masses and has entered tens of millions of families.

Therefore, Danxian bean paste is known as the "soul of Sichuan cuisine", and its production skills are listed in the second batch of Chinese-level intangible cultural heritage list.

Originally, there was no distinction between the best and the inferior in Danxian bean paste.

It's just that the third brother of the old man of her family went to Dan County for several months, specializing in the study of this Dan County bean paste, and made great improvements on its basis.

Only then did I have the saying of the best Danxian bean paste.

But I heard the old man say before that when the war in China was raging, the five brothers and sisters of the Song family were scattered by the flow of people in the process of fleeing, and there has been no news since then.

Won't it ......

Song Wuyin raised his eyebrows, and an unbelievable but vaguely uncertain thought appeared in his heart, no matter what, this bean paste can't escape!

There must be some kind of connection with the Song family!

Song Wuyin lowered his eyes slightly.

The corners of the mouth are upturned.

With bright eyes and bright teeth, he smiled: "Coincidentally, my surname is Song, my name is Song Infinity, and the name of Brother Wufa is very similar~"

Song Wufa has a great heart, and now he has exposed his death-loving nature:

"Hahahaha, it's really like! I used to think my name was ugly, but my dad gave me this name and said it was a tradition of the Song family!

I didn't expect that your name, little sister, is more interesting than me, called Song Infinity. Now, there is company. ”

Song Infinity: ......

Not happy!

Heart-piercing!

It is better to grieve alone than to grieve all.

Song Wuyin raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly: "Brother Wufa, your name is half as ugly as me."

Anyway, my name, Infinite Chicken Wings, is still very famous. You look at your name and can't ...... Lawless?! ”

Come on, hurt each other!

╭(╯ε╰)╮

Comrade Song Wufa, who suddenly clamped his tail and became a man, stiffly changed the topic:

"Girl, you didn't say it to me, you... Just when I didn't mention it. What do you do, let me taste it, how about it? Hey! ”

Song Wuyin returned to his chef's counter, he came early, it was better to come over by chance.

Comrade Song Wuyin got a dog's leg, and immediately took the bowl of noodles that was cooked just right, and brought it over, "Brother Zhuang, your noodles." ”

A certain man who followed Brother Zhuang quietly walked to Brother Zhuang's side and said silently:

"Smelly, smelly? What about mine? ”

Song Infinity: Embarrassment

o(╯□╰)o

Mo Wangba, you are amazing, you can't do anything, you are the best at eating!

Holding a 100% perfect, 360-degree smirk of Song, "It's just an ordinary bowl of noodles, ink ...... Boss, you'll need it too? ”

Mo Yu nodded affirmatively.

Strictly pointed out Song Infinity's mistakes: "This is not an ordinary bowl of noodles, this is a bowl of braised beef noodles, I am also a human being, and the boss also needs to have lunch!" ”

Brother Zhuang was holding a bowl of braised beef noodles, looking left and right.

looked humbly at the bowl of smoking braised beef noodles in his hand.

The heart is full of reluctance and sadness: before I really have you, I will lose you forever.

As an excellent little brother, you should solve all the problems perfectly when your boss has difficulties and needs for the first time.

With a reluctant look and a dishonest gesture: "Boss, why don't you eat this bowl for you?" I'll go to the staff cafeteria and eat it. ”

Those claws, but they didn't let go for a long time.

With a slightly cold gaze, he glanced at Brother Zhuang's bowl of braised beef noodles, relying on the advantage of being tall and having a wide line of sight, and swept to another bowl of smoking braised beef noodles on the dinner plate next to him.

In Mo Yu's eyes, the two bowls of noodles were compared: drip, drip......

The brain analyzes the results.

"I don't need your bowl, Xiao Zhuang, just take it and eat it. I'm going to eat that bowl. ”

A certain Northeast man smiled.

Storm!

Following the boss's fingers, his eyes kept following, and the direction of that finger smoothly connected with another bowl of braised beef noodles.

Straight straight sight!

Absolutely!

When I looked back, I found that my boss was eyeing him and directly locked the bowl of braised beef noodles that was still lying on the tray of civilization, which originally belonged to Comrade Song Wuji's lunch.

Comrade Zhuang Zhuang looked at the bowl of locked noodles in embarrassment, and sincerely pointed out the truth: "Eh, Boss, that bowl of noodles seems to be Chef Song's, otherwise, you should eat my bowl, I'll go to the staff restaurant to eat!" ”

Mo Yu lowered his head, his gaze stayed on Comrade Song Wuji's body, "This bowl of braised beef noodles is ...... Yours? Or is it the one you do long? ”

Song Infinity: Embarrassment

o(╯□╰)o

The two eyes meet, cross in the air.

Comrade Song Wuyin had no willpower and shame, and went up very seriously, and slapped his ass in a very dog-legged voice: "Of course it's me...... The one that goes long.

My own portion has not yet been served! Thinking about doing more, see if anyone needs to eat? Didn't expect it, the boss needed! What a pleasure it is! ”

In my heart, there are 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping on horseback.

(Let go of my noodles!) Dog calf! Mo Wang Eight! )

Mo Yu nodded slightly, the tips of his ears reddened slightly, "Well, it's hard work, Miss Song." You...... Not bad! ”

It's a rare compliment.

Comrade Song Wuyin, holding a 360-degree Song smirk, perfunctory: "Hehe, it's an honor!" Take it, thank you boss! ”

(Shameless ink king eight!) )

Now, it's getting a makeover.

Please note it as: Mo Yu's boss's braised beef noodles.

Boss Mo Yu held the noodle plate, mercilessly, took a long step, and left with the bowl of fragrant braised beef noodles.

Brother Zhuang followed the pace of the big boss of Moyu, held the noodles, and was ready to leave: "Ahem, Miss Song, thank you for the braised beef noodles." My ...... Also...... I went to the staff cafeteria and ate it. ”

Comrade Song Wuyin waved his hand: "Take it and eat it, you're welcome!" It's just a small thing! ”

Silently washed a bowl, a pair of chopsticks, and a spoon.

Walking to the chef's table next to him, he had no love: "Brother Wufa, do you still have dishes here?" I'm here to eat and drink. ”

That tone directly wronged the listener to tears.

It brings tears to your eyes.

It's just that for Comrade Song Wuji, sadness is just a routine excuse.

still has a small abacus in her heart, while eating and drinking, by the way, she is related to the eighteenth generation of his ancestors or not?

A pure and good person who is still in a daze, Comrade Song Wufa raised his doubts:

"Ah, Infinity Girl, why did you bring a bowl and come here! Where's your braised beef noodles?! ”