The people of Beijing have been sprinkling from a hundred years to the back, and it is probably the largest name of the second pot. In the sixties and seventies, the most authentic belonged to the Red Star Erguotou, and the best-selling one in the eighties and nineties was Niulanshan Erguotou.

There is also a wine called Tongzhou Laojiao, which was popular in the 70s and was once ranked with Moutai. The people of Beijing like it very much, when Moutai sold five yuan a bottle in the capital, this wine was sold for two yuan and eight cents a bottle. In the capital, the limelight once overshadowed the red star second pot. It's a pity that I didn't keep up with the pace of the times later, and it's gone.

"Red Star Erguotou." Rong Yu said, "Of course, it would be best if there was a Tongzhou Laojiao. ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Desheng smiled: "Wait." ”

As soon as he turned around, he went out. But after a while, he came in with two bottles of wine. Two bottles of Tongzhou Laojiao. Obviously, I got two bottles of Tongzhou Laojiao in such a quick time, which is prepared.

Because of the closure of Tongzhou Laojiao Winery, the Tongzhou Laojiao that is now circulating on the market is a collection. At the very least, they are more than ten years old, and it will take a while to receive such wine.

"This sprinkle is good!"

He Zai came to sigh.

Guan Youxun also nodded: "Lao He, in the nineties of our era, Tongzhou Laojiao overshadowed the second pot head of Red Star, all young and old, there was not a bottle of Tongzhou Laojiao on the wine bureau, and they didn't want to drink." ”

"Yes, yes." He Zai also nodded, "It's a pity that life has been better later, and I dislike it, the price is cheap, and it can't be graded, so it's rare on the wine table." In the end, it was Moutai who occupied the main position at the wine table. It's a pity ......"

It's a pity that Tongzhou Laojiao, and it's a pity that there are no past feelings in today's life.

"I'll sprinkle it. I've been drinking this wine a lot. ”

Guan Youxun volunteered to pick up the spilled bottle and open the wine.

"Uncover!" Rong Yu said to the three nannies.

So the lid covering the plate was lifted, and a smell of fragrance came to my nose. There are eight dishes on a table, all of which are: shredded pork in Beijing sauce, golden silk leeks, wowotou, boiled eggplant in golden cakes, fried lamb with green onions, fried coriander, old BJ steamed pork, and duck rack winter melon soup.

"It's all home-cooked!"

Zhang Desheng said with some regret. He did it on purpose. Error-free updates @

Sure enough, Guan Youxun caught it and said: "Lao Zhang, this is the authentic home-cooked food of our people in the capital, not only the taste of childhood, but now home-cooked food is also often eaten, and I can't get tired of eating it for the rest of my life." ”

He Zai added a sentence: "Home-cooked food, home-cooked taste, gossip home-cooked." That's the taste, to be honest, I haven't tasted authentic home-cooked food at home now. ”

"The nanny hired by the family all the year round, young, in her thirties, has a bad grasp of this old taste, and the dishes are still the dishes of the year, but the taste is difficult to produce the previous taste." Guan Youxun said.

"I agree with that!" He Zai immediately agreed.

"I'll pour the wine!" Rong Yu got up, picked up the wine bottle, and poured a white porcelain cup for everyone. When it is full, a cup is about one or two.

Rong Yu raised his glass: "Brothers, I'm a little younger, I'll take a sip first, to all brothers!" ”

I drank a third of the "nourishing" sip.

So all three of them took a sip together.

"I'll taste it!" Guan Youxun couldn't wait to clip a quick piece of shredded pork with Jingjing sauce and put it in his mouth. The first eye lit up, and he turned his head to look at Rong Yu, "Brother, it's okay, how did you do it?" ”

People who have eaten all the food, although they miss the taste of their childhood, it is difficult to find the taste of their childhood. Speaking of which, it's not how fragrant it tasted when I was a child, but the lack of food and clothing at that time, especially this kind of meat dish, so even if it is ordinary, it tastes special.

Shredded pork in Beijing sauce, Guan Youxun hasn't eaten it yet, but he always feels almost meaningful.

Hearing Guan Youxun say this, He Yalai immediately took a quick clip and put it in his mouth, and couldn't help but be surprised. It's really the taste of childhood, not an emotional delusion.

So his eyes also fell on Rong Yu's body, and he asked inquiringly: "Brother-"

"It's easy!" Rong Yu smiled, "The key is in the fried sauce." The yellow sauce made of soybeans from the north is the most suitable for the taste of the people in the capital, and it used to be the favorite of the old people in the capital. And when frying the sauce, add a little lard residue. (This chapter is not finished!) )

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。 That's the key. Lao Guan and Lao He should know that the favorite of the old Beijing people is bibimbap with lard residue and stir-fried vegetables with lard residue. It's just that people now pay attention to the so-called health preservation, but they have abandoned the eating habits of this old Beijing person, which is a pity. ”

"That's right!"

As soon as he slapped his thigh, Guan Youxun suddenly came to his senses and laughed.

"Alas, that's really the case...... He Zailai also sighed, "No wonder there is a familiar smell in it, it turns out to be this lard residue, no wonder ......"

Also, when living conditions are better, many people pay attention to healthy eating, and as a result, lard and lard residue, which are seriously misunderstood but very tasty, are forgotten.

So with the addition of the sauce fried with lard residue, of course, the taste is very familiar, and even the last bit of regret makes up for it.

Guan Youxun nodded at Rong Yu: "Sure enough...... Lao He is right! ”

He Zailai also smiled: "Brother Rong will never let me down." ”

Guan Youxun asked again: "I heard that Lao He admires you the most, that is, he is very thorough about the humanistic allusions and inheritance of food, which makes people yearn for it." What is the saying of these dishes now? ”

He asked, and the other two looked at Rong Yu.

Because these two people knew that Rong Yu was used to being able to speak, they both had some expectations. Because as soon as Rong Yu said these things, his interest would become high. _o_m

Rong Yu nodded and said, "Any dish will have an origin. But the taste of each dish is different from the time it was originally made, and some of the differences are even huge. The same is true for this tamale. There are several kinds of origin legends. Some people say that it originated in Gan Province, and they also use the "Suiyuan Miscellaneous" of the owner of Suiyuan as evidence. Some people say that in the Song Dynasty, there was a record of steamed pork in Sichuan and Chongqing, and there was a folk story of "rope bundle pork sprinkled with noodles steamed". As for Hubei, it can be traced back to the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, and as for Henan Province, it also uses the story of Ming Chongzhen's private visit to prove that it originated here. As for Hangzhou and other places, each has its own origin and legend. ”

"Where's the capital? Is there a legend about tamales in the capital? ”

He Zai asked eagerly.

"In fact, the old BJ's tamales should be called rice noodles meat, which belonged to the land of Sichuan and Chongqing, and was most popular in the Ming and Qing dynasties. It has gradually become a local delicacy in the capital. And with the local characteristics of the capital, it is different from the tamales in other places. ”

Rong Yu said: "The dish of tamales, whether it is a legend or a heritage, is already a very popular delicacy on our table, and the methods are also different, some are traditional methods, and some will be innovative." So every taste will bring pleasure to the tip of the tongue. ”

The three of them nodded their heads one after another.

"Sometimes I think that inheritance and history and culture are actually just telling us that people live on food. Whether it is ordinary people or celebrities, eating is actually a kind of culture and the most basic need of people. Rong Yu sighed, "If a dish of tamales can remind people of their childhood, instead of recalling its history, it may be more flavorful." ”

"Oh?"

He Zailai suddenly screamed in surprise, and then looked at Rong Yu with a smile.

"The last time I talked about food with Brother Rong, my brother admired the culture and history of food, as well as the inheritance, but this time it seems that the content of his feelings is a little different!"

Rong Yu smiled: "It's really different. Because during this time, there are some experiences and understandings, and the things that I used to focus on have now gained some new experiences from them. ”

"Tell me about it!" Guan Youxun also said a little impatiently.

Rong Yu was also not polite, and said directly: "I used to focus on food and the historical story of food. But in the end, it's a bit of a waste of money. ”

"Just like an article, when we read a book, we always try to answer the thoughts and emotions of the author at that time through the person who wrote the article. And take it as the only answer. However, it ignores the extended meaning of the article itself, and the different feelings caused by it in everyone's heart. So...... In my opinion, the answer is not the only one. Because as long as it arouses emotion, then the answer should not be unique, but different from person to person. ”

"Like for a thousand readers, there are a thousand Hamlets?" Close. (This chapter is not finished!) )

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Xun said tightly. _o_m

"That's right!" Rong Yu nodded, "Actually, there is no need to say Hamlet, our "Zhou Yi" has long had such a saying, "The benevolent sees the benevolent, and the knower sees the know." There are also Buddhists who also say that "one flower is one world, one leaf is one Bodhi", and the wisdom of our ancestors was many years earlier than that of the West. ”

"Haha, that's the smell, I love to hear it!" Kwan Youxun clapped his hands and laughed.

"So, when we taste the food, we might as well feel more about the chef who made the food."

Zhang Desheng immediately answered.

Hit the spot.

This person is a good person, wiping his eyes and looking at his eyes, and his ability to act when he sees the opportunity is much stronger than He Zailai and Guan Youxun. After all, without the shadow of his parents, he can only start from scratch, relying on his ability to see children and set off the atmosphere.

As soon as Zhang Desheng said, Guan Youxun clapped his hands, immediately raised his glass, and said to Rong Yu: "I will honor you alone." As he spoke, he tilted his head and drank the remaining half of the white wine.

Rong Yu naturally wanted to accompany this more than half a glass of wine, and he also dried up the rest of the glass and lit up the glass.

Drinking is the atmosphere of drinking.

This kind of chat atmosphere really makes people feel very comfortable.

In fact, today's home-cooked food is just a reminder of people's childhood memories.

Rong Yu felt as if he had found something, and he came to verify it today.

In the past, it made people feel that appetite was not as important as good emotions. And now he wants to use his appetite to arouse people's beautiful emotions. This may be the next step in cooking.

This may be an exploration of the way of cooking.

After eating and drinking, all four of them were a little drunk.

He Yalai and Guan Youxun were really happy and drank a little more. Zhang Desheng sacrificed his life to accompany the gentleman, and he did not dare to cooperate in such a scene and pretend to be drunk.

Because if you are not drunk, you must also be drunk at the wine table.

The table is full of drunk, and you wake up alone, that's unsocial!

So Zhang Desheng also drank smoked. The happy expression doesn't seem to be fake, because Guan Youxun's happy mood at least gave himself a very good start. Things will be much easier to talk about in the future.

Guan Youxun sat next to Rong Yu, hooked Rong Yu's shoulder with one hand, put his mouth to his ear, and said with a free breath: "Brother, you are a wonderful person." To be honest, I'm a vassal and elegant person, but you're a real elegant person. It is said that the gentleman is far away from the kitchen, and the special ones are all bastards. A true master knows no profession. Who said that the poet is endowed with elegance? You're very angry with me, we have to have another one! ”

The two really clinked glasses, and then drank a glass of wine.

When encountering such a ruthless person, Rong Yu naturally would not be cowardly.

After a meal of sprinkling, when Guan Youxun went out, he was almost unstable and staggering. If you hadn't brought someone to come and help him, you wouldn't have been able to walk.

"Gone...... Brothers! ”

Guan Youxun waved his hand, and Zhang Desheng also staggered to his car and handed over a box.

"Lao Guan, don't forget your things!"

The window was raised, and I slowly drove away from the villa.

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