Chapter 12: The Child
Ginger?
Isn't this a seasoning for cooking, how can anyone eat this specifically?
Seeing that I was questioning, Jiang Fang, who was eating a copy, suddenly said: "Eat radish in winter and ginger in summer, and don't work for doctors to prescribe medicine." ”
Lao Zhang and his wife looked at each other and smiled, he said: "The most tender and freshest ginger, buy it and wash it, add a little lettuce oil and soy sauce and mix it, marinate it for a while, and you can eat it directly." ”
It's the first time I've heard of this way of eating, and I think it's quite new.
I asked Lao Zhang, "Do you have fresh tender ginger?" ”
"Two days ago, I made a stir-fried shredded pork with ginger, and there seems to be a piece of ginger left in the refrigerator."
"That's enough." With that, I went out.
Downstairs, Mei Mei was still sitting there, looking at the pictures on the small blackboard, while taking out the biscuits from the box and eating them one by one.
In the conditions at home, she probably rarely eats snacks.
I have no father or mother, I have no worries about food and clothing since I was a child, her parents are there, but her childhood is not happier than mine. Life is sometimes so helpless.
Hearing someone behind her, Mei Mei looked back at me, held up the biscuit in her hand to me, and asked me to eat a piece too.
I took a bite, took a bite, and thanked her.
After coming to the kitchen and opening the refrigerator, I looked inside, and sure enough, I found the tender ginger that Lao Zhang had not used up.
The fresh ginger had a strong taste, and when I took it out of my pocket, I smelled a pungent smell, with a spicy aroma.
Glancing back at Wei Ping, he was still watching TV on the sofa in the same posture, and when he saw me looking at him, he also specially greeted me.
According to Lao Zhang, I put the ginger slices in a bowl, golden slices, like flower petals, and then pour in a little lettuce oil and soy sauce, the ginger slices are marinated in the seasoning, and the color slowly darkens.
It was time for dinner, and Wei Ping also came to the kitchen.
The rice cooker light on the desk turned on, and I turned slightly sideways to let him pass me, and in the pot was a small pot of rice, just enough for him to eat alone.
"My wife has returned to her parents' house with the child, and I will cook some by myself." Wei Ping laughed at me twice.
His dish is very simple, two salted duck eggs, without cutting, directly knocking a hole in it, using chopsticks to take out the egg whites and eat them.
He ate with relish, his mouth was chirping, the butter on the salted duck eggs was flowing out, and the yolk of the sandy heart was mixed with the egg white, which looked very appetizing.
The color of the tender ginger had changed to brownish-red, and I took a bite and found that it didn't taste so spicy anymore.
This should be the effect of canola oil.
Oil can neutralize the spicy and irritating, just like the hot pot in Bashu, after the dish is taken out of the red soup, it should be wrapped in a dish with sesame oil and garlic.
The purpose of this is to reduce the irritation of chili peppers.
Lettuce oil, with a unique aroma, with mixed vegetables, has a unique taste. Many people are not used to eating it, and it is difficult to swallow, and some people are eager to eat it.
There are also unique smells, such as folded ear root, coriander, celery, etc., but I don't want to avoid them, and it is precisely because of these flavors that they can be called a hundred flavors of harmony.
In addition to adding color, soy sauce also has the effect of increasing flavor, making this ginger taste with a salty and sweet taste, which is very wonderful.
Simple ingredients, really good taste.
After eating this mouthful of pickled ginger, I was very satisfied, and walked up to Wei Ping with it, and the other party's eyes lit up all of a sudden.
"You like to eat that too?"
As he spoke, he picked up a slice and stuffed it into his mouth, and I watched him eat ginger, slice after slice. The best thing to eat is this side dish, a slice of ginger is a big bite of rice, which is both oily and delicious.
"I rarely eat like this, I was taught to do it by others."
Raising his eyes and glancing towards the stairs, Lao Zhang was standing around the corner looking at me, he had been staring at Wei Ping, very nervous.
"I'm just good for this bite, this kind of food is passed down from my mother's generation, my wife doesn't eat ginger, she doesn't get it when I quarrel with her, I'll do it myself."
There were only a few slices of ginger in the bowl, and the yellow canola oil dripped down the corners of his mouth, and the crispy and tender ingredients chewed in his mouth.
I sat and watched him eat, then I picked up the cigarette he had placed next to me, took out one and lit it but didn't smoke it.
"Why don't you leave?" I asked suddenly.
He was stunned for a moment: "Where to go?" ”
"Aren't you dead? Where are you supposed to go? ”
Listening to my words, he put down his chopsticks and swallowed the food in his mouth vigorously: "What does this have to do with you?" ”
"Of course it does."
"Gao Jian invited you here?"
"Yes."
We looked at each other, and the dark tide was surging.
After a while, Wei Ping suddenly said, "This house is my own, why should I go?" ”
"But you're dead."
"So what, if you die, this house is mine."
Wei Ping is really stubborn, he is very possessive of material things, no wonder he opened his mouth to Gao Jian Lion at the beginning. But in the end, he didn't burn to death in the house, leaving nothing.
I said, "If you want so much money, is it useful?" Aren't people all turned into a pile of ashes in the end? These riches and things have not become someone else's. ”
"But I at least have. Isn't there a saying, don't care about the heavens and the earth, only care about what you once had! ”
He seems to have a lot of sense, and I can't say it right.
That's right, there are tens of thousands of square meters of houses around here, isn't it a seventy-year property right? Wei Ping's words are a portrayal of the Chinese people, anyway, I have to have it, even if it's only for a moment.
Absolutely!
It seems that Gao Jian's group of developers have already figured out the mentality of the Chinese people, and they can't keep that little bit in the hands of the small citizens.
Sighing, I asked Wei Ping again: "If you don't leave yourself, why don't you let others go, Jiang Fang is about to have a problem, Li Qiang is back, Yanhong and Meimei are not having a good time, you are ...... like this"
"Meimei?" Wei Ping was stunned for a moment: "Which Meimei?" ”
"Yanhong and Li Qiang's daughter?" I don't know why, but my heart suddenly tightened.
Wei Ping stared at me: "Yanhong and Li Qiang? They don't have children......"
"No kids?"
Hearing this, I subconsciously looked over to the side of the stairs, and Mei Mei, who was sitting there, was gone, leaving a bag of snacks on the ground, and the box of chocolate chip cookies had been eaten.
At this moment, a "boom" was suddenly heard, and the surroundings fell into darkness. I heard Wei Ping say: "There is a power outage again, you wait a minute, I'll take a candle!" ”
With a "bang", the candle flame flickered, and I was about to continue to ask Wei Ping, but suddenly I heard a scream of bright red.