Chapter 1290 - Making Medicine Primers in a Restaurant
Early the next morning, Wei Jing came over to invite Lin Xiao to breakfast.
As the old saying goes, the plan of the day is in the morning, so breakfast is obviously extremely important for the common people.
The breakfast in the northwest was also very distinctive, at least in Lin Xiao's opinion, it could indeed attract his attention.
In the law of breakfast for Northwest people, style and taste are more important than everything, and authentic Northwest people have never hastily made their breakfast, nor have they given up their love for local breakfast because of the impact of new forces such as KFC and Rest Assured Breakfast.
For the old Northwesterners, a rich breakfast is not only a process of eating, but also a process of enjoyment.
The cake is an authentic Northwest specialty snack, which is in line with the main characteristics of the Northwest specialty snack, and it is delicious only when it is eaten hot, so few diners from other places can enjoy this delicacy.
As a very popular Northwest snack, retort cake is mainly eaten for breakfast.
Early in the morning, I saw a tricycle in the streets and alleys, pulling a large pot like a cylinder, covered with a thick quilt, occasionally opened, a hot smell mixed with rice and jujube incense, that is, the retort cake was sold.
Therefore, it is not unusual for people in the northwest to buy a small box of cakes on the way to work and eat them while walking.
It is said that this kind of sweet should be more liked by girls, but in fact, too many old men wipe their mouths after eating beautifully, even if they never eat sugar, they will come to a box of retort cakes early in the morning.
"The Northwest retort cake is the best made by the Lianhu Ma family, and some of them are also well-known names." After Wei Jing sat down, she looked at the steaming retort cake that had just been delivered, and said to Lin Xiao, "To make a delicious retort cake, you must first be able to steam, shovel, and put it on a plate. ”
"Not bad, not bad." Lin Xiao looked at the fragrant and steaming cake, and he really had a great appetite.
Last night, Wei Jing told him that it was best to have an empty stomach so that breakfast would be energetic.
Lin Xiao is also as good as flowing, sure enough, at this time, the stomach is empty, at this time I smell the fragrance of food, I feel very comfortable, and it is a very extreme enjoyment not to eat.
"If you are a native of the Northwest, there is a good chance that you will eat spicy soup for breakfast this morning." Wei Jing then said, "The spicy soup can be said to condense the essence of Northwest snacks. Almost in the northwest, whenever there is an inhabited place, there will be a paste and spicy soup. Walking through the back streets and alleys in the morning, you can smell the aroma of broth from a large pot everywhere, and hear the master who sells spicy soup shouting in a very distinctive northwestern dialect, spicy soup, hot buns, etc., looking at the lines of the soup pulled up by the wooden spoon, this is the style of the Northwest people, the life of the Northwest people. ”
There are not a lot of people in the small restaurant, but it is very clean, and the most important thing is to make this kind of food, you can't go to a big restaurant to eat, you want this authentic old taste, so the well-known small restaurant is the best choice.
But how to choose the right restaurant is also very particular, it is generally difficult for outsiders to touch the doorway here, Wei Jing has had to come to the northwest a few times before, so he is familiar with the food here.
"Girl, what you say is better than what you sing, but our family's spicy soup will never let you boast like this." But the proprietress of the restaurant listened to it, her face was full of smiles, and she didn't forget to give more to the big bowl, and fished out a little pot bottom, which looked like a big bowl was full.
"If you have a sweet mouth, you can eat it anywhere." Lin Xiao said to Wei Jing with a smile.
However, the proprietress turned around and added a big spoon to Lin Xiao's bowl, and said to him with a friendly smile, "Eat more, our family's Hu spicy soup is the most authentic." ”
"It's really a world of faces." Wei Jing looked at the proprietress who was still charming, and then at Lin Xiao, who was so handsome that people were jealous, and said quietly.
"Huh." Lin Xiao smiled a little awkwardly and lowered his head to drink the soup.
Boiling spicy soup is a unique activity of the Hui people in the northwest, it seems that there is no rumor, almost all the shops that sell spicy soup will have halal brands, and often some Muslim steamed bun restaurants will also make a cameo appearance in the morning to sell spicy soup.
Because the essence of spicy soup lies in the soup, it must be made with good broth, and those pure mutton or beef broth in the steamed bun restaurant can just satisfy the discerning taste of those gluttons.
The dishes in the spicy soup are very miscellaneous, and almost every dish that sells spicy soup is different, and there may be a hundred kinds of dishes in a hundred spicy soups.
People who love to eat meatball Hu spicy soup know that eating meatball Hu spicy soup is meatballs, and connoisseurs always don't eat them very early, and always wait until they are about to sell, that is, what is left at the bottom of the pot is full of meatballs, which is called meat at the bottom of the pot.
In addition to the cake and spicy soup, there are also other flavor snacks for breakfast in the Northwest, such as Camellia oleifera twist, which is also a traditional snack in the Northwest.
There is also cage meat, as the name suggests, it is steamed meat in the cage drawer, but this meat can not be brought casually, it must be a good pork belly.
The reason why cage meat has a strong aroma and attraction should be attributed to the rice flour of steamed meat, with which it has the characteristics of cage meat numb, spicy, fresh and fragrant, while the lotus leaf cake is made by repeated kneading and steaming of fermented wheat flour.
Northwest people are particularly good at everything related to "steamed buns", and cage meat sandwich buns are no exception, for the belly that has been hungry all night, it is undoubtedly a wonderful delicacy to have a fragrant cage meat sandwich bun early in the morning.
"Cool! I just hate to grow a stomach! After Lin Xiao ate all the things on the table, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
"Your combat power is really not covered!" Wei Jing looked at Lin Xiao and said with admiration.
Although they were eating together, Wei Jing was very hard at selling Northwest snacks to Lin Xiao, but eighty percent of the food on the table was killed by Lin Xiao.
"At present, the combat effectiveness of food can always be bursting, and 300% combat effectiveness can still be guaranteed." Lin Xiao replied.
"So, when we're full of food and drink, we should get to work, right?" Wei Jing asked.
"No problem, it's just that it's just a trivial matter." Lin Xiao nodded and said, "Let me find some medicine primers in this shop first, and then we will go to see Meng Dazhi and deal with this problem for him." ”
"That's not what you said before?" When Wei Jing heard this, she was deeply skeptical.
Lin Xiao really didn't say that before, as if Meng Dazhi's disease was a stubborn disease that could not be cured, it could only be maintained, not cured, and even if it was maintained, it would cost a lot of money or something.
If it weren't for this, Wei Jing would not have gambled on her net worth and body, and wanted to use Lin Xiao to solve Meng Dazhi's problem, and then in exchange for canceling the marriage between the previous two families or something.
I believe that as long as Lin Xiao can cure Meng Dazhi, Old Man Meng will also feel that it is worth sacrificing this marriage, and will not do some more obstructions.
But now, what Lin Xiao said was as simple as eating and drinking, which made Wei Jing feel very psychologically unbalanced.
You have to know that it's such a simple thing, why does the old lady bother to put on so many chips?
"Of course, it's not that simple, you just think I'm eating too much and bragging." Lin Xiao laughed.
However, Lin Xiao still went to the kitchen of this small restaurant and found some things to come out.
"What is this going to do?" Wei Jing watched Lin Xiao fill a mortar with half a bowl of chili peppers and other spices, and asked Lin Xiao with some curiosity.
"Make a medicine primer for Meng Dazhi." Lin Xiao replied, "But you also need some walnut leaves, and the floating soil under the pine trees, with which you can make medicine primers." ”
"Are you serious?" Wei Jing asked, she really didn't believe in this matter, but Lin Xiao's medical authority was indeed there, and she had to believe it.
"Seriously, of course." Lin Xiao nodded and replied.
Wei Jing gave a few instructions to a few of her subordinates, and then the two of them went out, and after a few minutes, they brought back what Lin Xiao needed.
Lin Xiao took a look, and then picked out a part of the walnut leaves, as well as a couple or two of floating soil under the pine trees, mixed them into the mortar, and began to grind them together with the original peppers and spices.
That is, in ten minutes, this thing can be cured.
Then Lin Xiao asked the proprietress for some sesame oil and honey or something, and mixed these powders together, making them into a viscous gelatinous substance.
"It doesn't smell too bad." Lin Xiao sniffed it, and then commented.
He found a clear glass jar with the proprietress and put it in, then screwed the lid.
"Are you sure this is the primer you're looking for?" Wei Jing looked at Lin Xiao's movements, she didn't pay attention to any rules at all, and couldn't help but be deeply suspicious.
Although the introduction of medicine is a relatively mysterious thing, there is no certainty, and it is not even recognized by orthodox medicine, but Wei Jing also has to say that many folk prescriptions do have very strict restrictions on medicine primers.
For many diseases, finding the right medicine primer seems to be able to solve most of the problems.
"I'm pretty sure of that." Lin Xiao held the jar of inexplicable mixture in his hand, squinted at the rising sun in the morning, and then said in a very affirmative tone, "With this thing, plus my diagnosis and treatment, at least Meng Dazhi can rest assured that he will go to work." ”