Chapter 163: Journey to the Countryside (8)
After brushing the big iron pot on the stove, we will start the next more important work, that is, in the big iron pot on the stove, cook the strong slippery and authentic Yunnan rice noodles made by yourself with Yunnan characteristics. This should be regarded as a bowl of rice noodles with a very special traditional flavor.
All of a sudden, my foodie nature exploded again. I don't know what's wrong, anyway, I really want to eat it, and this bowl passed my own efforts, and then made a bowl of rice noodles. Although this taste should have been more delicious, but when I stir it up like that, it may not become so delicious, but it doesn't matter at all, I don't really care about it, anyway, I can eat it. Moreover, this should be the first bowl of exclusive noodles, I participated in the whole process of making rice noodles by myself, so it doesn't matter what he tastes like, anyway, as long as I can eat it, I will like it, after all, it was the first time I made rice noodles!
In any case, I will never feel disgusted with what I have made. Because it's your own, you have a feeling of cherishing it! Therefore, the bowl of rice noodles I am cooking now is actually mixed with my own emotions, just like every chef will have some emotions mixed with his own when making his own dishes. Happy, sad, enjoyable, or bored. However, there will always be a special rule, that is, those dishes that are still eaten are definitely not made by those who are sad or tired of cooking. It's like, you can't do something you don't like, no matter how much others force you to do it. This is a very normal thing, there is no person who is not good at studying, and he can still take the certificate of certified accounting!
The so-called normal things always have a reason for things. My cousin Xu Yao and I, at the request of my cousin and aunt, first put the pile of rice noodles into the cauldron on the stove that was already filled with boiling water. In fact, I have always wondered, why do the rice noodles here have to be boiled in hot water when cooked? If you use cold water, won't it make the rice noodles more strong and delicious? Why, authentic Yunnan people, let us use boiling water to cook this bowl of rice noodles? It's a really puzzling question, and I haven't been able to figure it out for a long time, and then, forget it. Thinking about it so much is not very conducive to my condition, it is better not to think about anything, just wait with peace of mind, after the rice noodles are ready, I can eat the moment. That's really blissful. It's like a secret, whistling in my ears, and I don't hear anything, but others will be afraid that I will hear, so they will be respectful to me.
I thought so much about what to do, and I was tired of standing, so I made a small bench in the room and came out to sit. I sat on that bench and thought to myself, when will the rice noodles be cooked, I really want to eat them! Then I turned my gaze to the cauldron above the stove, and watched the water boiling, like a dragon roaring. Looking at the rice noodles, in the boiling water, they did not tumble, nor did they sink and float, just like noodles, in the bubbling bubbling, roasted by the boiling water, at this rate, I guess that this bowl of rice noodles should be about to become cooked. At least, according to my past experience, what I used to eat was not authentic, and it was still rice noodles boiled in an electric pot. Yes, the rice noodles are cooked with water, and then left there all day, just waiting for a certain time, when the guests come, and then put the rice noodles in the hot chicken soup, and it is considered to be done!
I really hate these, under the guise of authentic Yunnan cross-bridge rice noodles, but doing different things, that kind of people, that kind of black-hearted shopkeepers, why in this world, deceive innocent people like us? Doesn't their conscience hurt? Don't they know that their conscience will be unbearable if they do such a deceitful thing? I can't say anything more, in short, that is, in the future, when the family sells authentic Yunnan cross-bridge rice noodles, but sells chicken soup mixed with food additives, I will never eat it. At that time, I was able to eat anything, and I wouldn't eat anything like this deceptive and very unhealthy thing anyway.
All I can do is make myself stop deceiving myself. As for the others, I have no way to manage them, and I can't manage them. As for anything else, it doesn't matter that much anyway. I just want to sit on this small bench and watch the rice noodles slowly churning, and then slowly become ripe.
My cousin and aunt looked at the time, and I guessed that it was already seven minutes, so she asked me, "Look at the rice noodles, whether they are open, they are not entangled." "So, I estimate that if Yunnan people look at whether the rice noodles are ripe or not, they will definitely not pick out one like me and see if it is cooked. At least, for me, that's not the same. So, according to my cousin's aunt, I glanced inside the iron pot on the stove and found that the rice noodles were really like what one of my cousins said, and they were really open, and they were no longer entangled.
This shows that the rice noodles have become cooked! I followed the instructions of my cousin and aunt, and with the cooperation of my cousin Xu Yao, I successfully picked out the rice noodles from the pot, put them into a basin, skimmed the water, and was done! The rest of the thing is very simple, nothing more than pouring the kept chicken broth into the rice noodles and eating it.
This is my favorite action as a foodie, that is, to eat, who knows if this bowl of rice noodles is so delicious! My mom still hasn't come back, but she must have gone to do something. We brought this large bowl of rice noodles into the room and put it on the dining table. I was thinking about whether to wait for my mom to come back and then we should go eat rice noodles! My mother, by such a coincidence, came back at this time.
So, everything is fate. It is fate that teaches us to love the world in life. This bowl of steaming rice noodles carries too many things that belong to us, which is happy and happy.
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