In fact

I don't really know how to write poetry

In the spring wind

At the end of winter

In every one of you

Passing intersections

Look for the lost fragments

Go to restore

The one that belongs to me

But I didn't expect it

All the way

In the fragrance of flowers

In the cold of the snow

In every one of me

Accessible rivers

Look for good memories

Go patchwork

That belongs to you

But I didn't expect it

All scattered sentences

It became a line of poetry

became

I miss your sorrows

……

——Zhang Mian "Sorrow of Missing You"

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If you want to say what kind of food is in Zhangjia Village, Fengcheng, Huainan City, if Yue Youhua's beef soup is ranked second, nothing can be ranked first.

Beef soup and Huainan are like beef noodles in Lanzhou.

According to the record of "Huainanzi Qi Folk Training", "Today, slaughtering cattle and cooking their meat, or think that it is sour, or think it is sweet, torment and burning, all the flavors are all directions, and it is the body of a cow." ”

The recipe for beef broth is actually very simple: blanch the beef, then put it in a pot and add star anise, ginger slices, etc. to stew. After the beef broth is boiled, add a little salt, pepper and chicken essence to taste, remove the beef and cool it and cut it into thin slices. Soak the vermicelli in hot water until eight ripe, shred the thousand zhang (tofu skin), put the thousand zhang and vermicelli, bean cakes, and beef slices in a long-handled colander, blanch them in the churning beef broth, take them out and put them in a bowl, add the fried chili oil if you like the spicy oil, and finally mix it with the beef broth, sprinkle with shredded green onions and coriander.

The practice is similar in Huainan all over the country, and the criterion for judging who has a good taste is whether the soup is good or not, the taste of the soup is not good, and no matter how much beef is put in, it is also a failed beef soup.

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"Where's the sketch?" Zhang Mian and his family said hello after eating at home, and then arrived at Cao Xiaoshan's house.

"He said he would come when he went home and sew the cuffs for a while, and wait for him later." Xiaoshan moved a stool and beckoned Zhang to sit down.

"You can eat at home, Zhang Mian is also eating here, my steamed steamed buns, what cuffs will he sew, he can't even wear needles and threads." Said the mother of the hill, who was cooking in the kitchen.

"If he really doesn't come, I'll ask you." I said to the hill.

"Who said that I won't be invited, let's go, Auntie, you have to bring you a bowl." The sketch said as he walked over.

"I don't eat it, what do you have to eat except for the spicy taste, you guys go ahead." Xiaoshan's mother thought that the sketch had heard it and was a little embarrassed.

In fact, there was no need to be embarrassed at all, the fire in the stove shone on Xiaoshan's mother's face, flickering and dimming, and the change in her face could not be seen at all.

"The land in Zhangjia Village is slanted, whoever talks about it will come, let's go." Zhang Mian got up and greeted Xiaoshan.

"How many pancakes to buy?" Passing by the place where the cross street sells baked cakes, the sketch asked Cao Xiaoshan and them.

"You buy it and eat it yourself, and Zhang Mian and I drink two bowls of soup alone." Cao Xiaoshan walked past the baked cake stall without hesitation.

"If you don't eat, I won't eat, and I will drink two bowls, I can't save money for you two to eat." The sketch caught up with them after a short pause.

Zhang Mian has seen three kinds of people: the first is ruthless to others and ruthless to himself, this kind of person can generally achieve great things; The second type of person is cruel to others, but not to himself, this kind of person is better not to touch; The third type of person is not cruel to himself or others, and this kind of person can play happily.

When I arrived at Yue Youhua's beef soup shop, it was overcrowded.

The room was full of people inside and outside, and some people couldn't wait for their place to squat aside and eat.

Zhang Mian and the others greeted some people they knew, and they asked for a bowl of one of them.

The boss Yue Youhua is the same generation as Zhang Mian, he is the nephew of Zhang Mian's mother, and when it was Zhang Mian's turn to bowl, he looked up and found that it was Zhang Mian.

"The old watch is back, I know what kind of food you eat, find a place to sit."

"I'm at home, you're welcome."

Yue Youhua specially grabbed two green onion segments for Zhang Mian, put the vermicelli and beef in a long-handled colander, and when he grabbed the beef, he watched Zhang Mian staring at the fingers and deliberately parting his fingers very widely, in fact, Zhang Mian knew that he would not catch a piece of meat more, and he had been playing this trick against Zhang Mian for many years.

He didn't know that every time Zhang Mian drank soup and beef soup, the meat was eaten at the end, and he couldn't count how many pieces of meat he had in his heart.

In less than a minute, a bowl of fragrant beef soup was handed to Zhang Mian's hand.

"I'll put the cilantro myself." Zhang Mian took the soup and grabbed a handful of chopped coriander and put it in the bowl, Yue Youhua saw the corners of his mouth twitch.

There is a heartache that is indescribable.

At that time, Yue Youhua was in his fifties and an old bachelor.

In fact, it stands to reason that he has this craft, and it will not be impossible to solve personal problems. I heard from my mother that when he was young, his family was relatively poor, and he did not find a partner in his thirties, and then he went out to stay for two years, learned the craft of beef soup, and returned to the village to open a small shop.

Because of the unique taste and extremely delicious taste, he gradually became famous in the village, and of course he had some savings in his hands, at this time the enthusiastic third aunt and four aunts began to give him Zhang Luo's family affairs, and introduced more than a dozen before and after, the longest one was dealt with for ten days, none of them succeeded, and then no one proposed to him, so he was single until now.

It is estimated that he has had too many hard days, and with some money in his hand, his mentality has changed, thinking that the girls he gets along with are all running for his money, which is undoubted, as long as you see his appearance.

There is also his stinginess, one of the blind dates revealed that he spent a few nights with him, but he didn't know where he put his money, and what was even worse was that he couldn't find it after looking for a few days.

Zhang Mian thinks that there is another possibility, that those matchmakers at that time were completely off-track.

Yue Youhua, as the master of Zhangjiacun beef soup, can be regarded as a successful small boss, and those matchmakers introduced them are either disabled, or they have a few oil bottles, and a few who don't look good.

This makes Yue Youhua good, he can't tell the matchmaker that he wants a yellow flower girl.

Emotional frustration made him devote himself to the beef soup business, and his beef soup went out of Zhangjia Village in the following years, and there were loyal soup fans in ten miles and eight villages.

Legend has it that there was an uncle who lived in a nearby village, and on a rainy night, he became addicted to beef soup, walked a few kilometers, fell several times, and almost confessed his life on the road, just to go to Yue Youhua's shop to drink a bowl of beef soup.

It was completely expected that Yue Youhua would not give him an extra piece of meat except for being moved.

There is also an unwritten rule about beef soup, that is, no additional soup will be added, and it is estimated that the uncle has no other way than to drink a few more bowls of soup.

Idols are cruel to their fans, and they also want to be wet with rain and dew on them, but their energy doesn't allow it.

Sketch The three of them ate two bowls without any suspense, and when the sketch took out the money, he looked around to see if he could meet his cousin and the second uncle to give the money, but after he rubbed for several minutes, hope finally turned into disappointment, gritted his teeth and paid 6 yuan.

"If only I could eat beef broth every day." Xiaoshan said with a full hiccup.

"My dad said that his soup has a big cigarette shell, which is wrapped in that cloth bag, and with this thing, the soup is delicious and easy to drink." Zhang Mian said.

"Then let's not come to eat after that, it's not good for your health." The sketch immediately continued.

"Cut." Zhang Mian and Xiaoshan said in unison.

Zhang Mian remembers that when they went home, it was a full moon day.

In the gentle moonlight, they walked side by side, their figures stretched very long, with the unique fragrance of Yue Youhua's beef soup.