Chapter 708: Plain and Plain is Always True
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In the large enamel bowl, the rice noodles are not gorgeous, and can even be said to be a little rough!
The soup of rice noodles is cloudy and has a faint yellow-green tinge because of the addition of lard. Books.com
The rice noodles, which are not very white, are quietly lying in the soup with lettuce, peas, shallots, and shiitake mushrooms, and several ingredients are intertwined, looking different and messy.
Such home-cooked rice noodles were actually presented?
Yang Shuo was slightly surprised, because, when a student presented a soy milk fritters before, he was obviously eliminated.
Picking up the bamboo chopsticks presented with the rice noodles, the bamboo chopsticks are light in the hand, without the slightest texture at all, but the simplicity reveals a sense of intimacy.
The light in Yang Shuo's eyes couldn't help but soften, and he picked up a pair of chopsticks of rice noodles and ate it in his mouth, the strong taste of nostalgia that filled his mouth made Yang Shuo feel his nose sour inexplicably.
This taste...... It's too much of a resemblance.
Yang Shuo's childhood was spent in his rural hometown, and the memory of the rice noodles cooked by his grandmother is this taste.
The smell of thick lard made from local pork, which is unique to the countryside, is added to the rice noodles, and the fragrance is overflowing.
The fresh shallots picked from the ground in the early morning are tender and green and full of the fresh fragrance of green onions, which is very good for the greasy feeling of lard.
Lettuce and tender green peas are refreshing and delicious to eat, and they are full of freshness.
Eating such a bowl of rice noodles full of hometown flavors makes people involuntarily recall the beautiful childlike era that can never be returned.
Yang Shuo's grandmother has been gone for many years, and Yang Shuo's family is not short of money, but because the old house in the countryside was built by grandma and grandpa when they were young, grandma is reluctant to go, although grandpa has passed away for more than ten years, grandma still feels that grandpa's soul stays in the old house to accompany her.
Although Yang Shuo's parents were born in an era when their minds were not very open-minded, they adopted an iron-blooded policy for their children's education, don't look at Yang Shuo's current scenery, and they did not suffer less when they were young, so the benefits of educating children in this way are to better cultivate children's sense of responsibility and love, and at the same time let them have a grateful heart.
Green cloth clothes, silver hair, wrapped feet of the grandmother wearing small black cloth shoes, staggering with a dustpan containing a lot of vegetables picked in the field, with a loving smile on her face, while busy cleaning up the vegetables, while lovingly looking at the sleepy-eyed, sitting in the gate yard eating rice noodles with a satisfied face.
Chicks roam around the yard and ducks quack in the pond not far away.
The early morning wind blows in the face, with a little coolness, and the rice noodles in the enamel bowl supplement the endless warmth of the body, which clearly conveys the grandmother's love for her little grandson.
Generation after generation, vicissitudes of life, changes over the years.
Maybe the scenery is still the same, maybe the things are not people, but the emotions that have been experienced are common, the years are dull, and the truth is seen in the plain.
When I finally understood this truth, I could no longer experience that warm feeling.
Yang Shuo's eyes involuntarily filled with tears, the chopsticks stretched out into the bowl, but there was nothing, and by the time Yang Shuo reacted, the bowl had already bottomed out.
Powder, finished eating?
From the memories to reality, Yang Shuo remembered that he was not sitting at the gate of his hometown eating rice noodles made by his grandmother, but at the beginning of the bustling city harbor, just waiting for the judges.
Yang Shuo looked at the other judges, only to find that the noodles in their bowls had only been eaten about two-fifths.
But......
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