The white case kung fu is first-class!

This is Xu Ning's most intuitive evaluation of Zhouzhou.

As the editor of Lixing Magazine and an avid fan of pork sandwich buns, he is no stranger to Bai Ji Bao, the iconic noodle dish of the Northwest region.

It's not a difficult thing to make the bun crispy, but it's not easy to make it taste layered and not feel dry and hard.

This reminded him of the high-gluten steamed buns he often ate when he was a child, when his father was busy with work and didn't have much time to prepare breakfast for him, so he would buy high-gluten steamed buns, and then cook a pot of simple egg and vegetable soup for his breakfast.

Even if the vegetable soup is drunk to the end, the torn high-tendon steamed buns will still not be sour, and the more you chew, the more fragrant they become.

Later, Xu Ning went to look for it a few times, but he never found the boss who sold steamed buns again, and the high-gluten steamed buns that were chewy and sweet in the past can no longer be eaten.

Zhouzhou's Bai Ji Bao evokes his childhood memories, although Bai Ji Bao is not the same as the high-gluten steamed bun he remembers, but this layered taste is not bad at all.

When the white bun has such a rich layer, the cured meat is set off more soft, fat and fragrant, and the wonderful combination of one soft and one hard is faintly in line with the morality of heaven and people, and then sucking a mouthful of delicious meat juice oozing from the cracks of the bun has become the greatest enjoyment in this world.

Therefore, if you eat meat and steamed buns, you can't be as gentle as Su Rou, you have to eat while sucking, and you have to make a 'sloppy' sound, which is the greatest respect for this delicacy.

There are a lot of Northwest passengers on the car, all of them are experts in eating meat and steamed buns, so this kind of sound is made in each carriage, and the passengers from other places not only did not get bored, but followed the Northwest people to learn the most authentic way to eat meat and steamed buns......

When this voice became loud enough, it became a brainwashing magic sound, and Su Rou, who was enjoying the deliciousness, listened attentively for a while, and then looked down at the meat sandwich bun in her hand, and actually began to open her small mouth to suck the luscious gravy in the bun.

"So you can eat like this, Maggie, it's kind of interesting."

Lu Meiqi glanced at her and didn't speak, and said in her heart that my meat and buns have been eaten, you tell me this?

......

In the depths of a certain carriage, Yuan Yuan had unceremoniously snatched her boyfriend's meat sandwich, but it was not because she was gluttonous, but for an old woman sitting across from her.

The grandmother on the opposite side was dressed in traditional Tibetan clothing, with soft cooked sheepskin inlaid on her shoulders, but the clothes were very old, with more than one layer of patches on the cuffs and elbows.

Her round eyes were a little wet, and she saw a blue sky in the eyes of the old grandmother, and she also saw the mountains and ravines on the old grandmother's face; What kind of face is that that has gone through vicissitudes, but no matter how many years go by, the old grandmother still has a pair of eyes that only a child can have.

Yuanyuan remembered that when she was eating meat buns, the old grandmother once looked at her quietly, and then lowered her head very embarrassedly, and felt a ball of tsamba that was already a little dry and hard from the shoulder cover, and ate it slowly.

The old man should no longer have a few teeth, and she can't eat such a hard tsamba directly, so she can only slowly wet it with saliva and grind it gently in her mouth. But I couldn't help but look at the meat bun in her hand a few more times, and every time she was found by Yuanyuan, the old grandmother would quickly look away like a thief.

"Grandma, we sell too many meat buns, so I'll give this to you, right?"

Yuanyuan doesn't think that the old woman is gluttonous, maybe it's the first time the old man sees the meat sandwich bun and has no money to buy it, right? She thought that she should treat the old man like her grandmother, and invite the old man to try Chef Zhou's craftsmanship as well.

"The meat bun is delicious, it's Chef Zhou's craft, don't be polite, grandma."

"Thank you kind girl, a kind person like you will definitely be blessed by the auspicious Heavenly Mother."

Maybe it was because Yuanyuan saw through her mind, and the old grandmother smiled a little shyly.

"How can a grandmother eat a child's food......

On the plateau, sometimes food is life.

Remember Grandma's words, kind children, don't give your food to others easily. ”

Yuan Yuan was stunned and said: "Grandma, it's only a dozen yuan, you don't have to care, eat." ”

"Thank you kind child, grandma still won't eat...... Grandma just wants to ask you, does Bai Jibao make you feel a very rich sense of layering? ”

"Yes! So grandma, have you eaten it? ”

Yuanyuan's eyes widened, and it seemed that she was mistaken.

The grandmother may be reluctant to buy a meat bun to eat because she has no money, but she has not eaten it.

"The bacon in the bun should be four parts fat and six points lean, the gravy and the aroma of the wheat noodles are well integrated, and the white Ji bun can completely absorb the fat part... The gravy also absorbs the sweetness of the wheat noodles, doesn't it? ”

"Yes, grandma, you turned out to be a gourmet!"

Yuan Yuan looked at the grandmother in front of him in surprise, he was eating too fast just now, he knew it was delicious, he didn't think about it so much, and now it tastes like what the grandmother said.

"That's right, this is the meat bun I've been looking for......"

The old grandmother looked at the white Ji bun with a circle of evenly charred yellow on the outer skin, and the golden-red braised pork with slightly exposed bun seams, and her face was full of joy and regret.

"This old granny... You just said that this is the 'meat bun' you've been looking for? ”

Just finished the busy dinner, because of the strong demand of the passengers, Zhouzhou had to go to the carriages to accept the face-to-face praise of these passengers who had eaten beautifully; This made people a little embarrassed, so he walked quickly, and just happened to come to this carriage and heard the conversation between Yuanyuan and the old grandmother.

"Wow, it's Chef Zhou!

Grandma, this is the chef of Zhouzhou! ”

Zhou Zhou approached the Tibetan grandmother and asked, "Grandma, if I guess correctly, there must be some story behind this meat bun, right?"

Can you talk about why you're looking for it? ”

"Young man, you're the chef who makes this kind of meat bun, aren't you? You reminded grandma of many years ago....."

As the grandmother slowly spoke, Zhou Zhou, Yuanyuan, and the nearby passengers gradually became silent, and the eyes of some girls gradually turned red, and tears began to roll around.

In the mid-fifties of the last century, a young man of Han nationality who came to the Tibetan branch met a Tibetan girl named Dharma on the shore of the beautiful Namtso Lake.

The water in Namtso is very cold and the wind is very strong, and in winter, the cold here can freeze cattle and sheep to death; For a Han guy from Chang'an, this is definitely not a suitable place for him to live.

But here is Dharma, and he can always see the cleanest world in Dharma's eyes......

They fell in love.

When the educated youth returned to the city, the parents of the Han boy left behind the harsh words, if he refused to return to the city because of a Tibetan girl, then he would never have to come back.

It was winter, and the Han boy knelt beside the cold and windy Namtso Lake, facing east for the whole night. It was Dama who warmed him with his chest for two days and two nights before he rescued his sweetheart.

From that day on, the Han boy never left Namtso, because there was his most beloved girl.

The old grandmother's eyes gradually moistened: "His surname is Ma, and his ancestors have been the best meat sandwich chefs in Chang'an City for generations, I know that he actually wants to go home, and he misses the meat sandwich made by his father even more."

Now that he is sick, his only wish is to be able to eat the kind of meat sandwich that his father made again, and he told me that the meat sandwich that has just come out of the pot will shine......"

Zhou Zhou nodded: "Grandma, if I guessed correctly, did you go to Chang'an?" ”

"I want to find his family and ask them to teach me how to make meat buns, so that I can fulfill his last wish and let him eat the meat buns that have just come out of the pot."

The old grandmother's old face suddenly turned red, as if she had changed back to the beautiful and amorous Tibetan girl she was back then.

"He stayed in Namtso for me all my life, and that's all I could do for him.

But I can't find his family anymore, and other meat and bun chefs won't teach me. ”

Governor Zhou took a breath: "Grandma, I have always had a wish to go to the beautiful Namtso to see.

When the train arrives in Tibet, I will have a few days off, but I wonder if you will welcome me. ”

As soon as the voice fell, the system interface suddenly appeared in front of me......