Jincheng turned out to be really golden.

X164 slowly sailed out of the red glow of the sky, and came to this golden sea all the way.

It is a city closely associated with wealth, and it is said that a large amount of gold was excavated here two thousand years ago; Mr. Liu Che, who likes to cut off his sleeves at every turn, was able to conquer the Xiongnu north to open up the country, and he really has to thank this golden city.

The Han martial arts industry has been achieved, and the gold here has also been hollowed out... But it doesn't matter, this city surrounded by the Gobi also has the most extensive fertile land in the entire northwest, and the annual harvest of spring wheat is more precious than gold, which is actually the real reason for the name of the 'Golden City', right?

In mid-August, the spring wheat is already harvested, and even if you don't open the car window, you can smell the thick aroma of wheat in the air, and the sun shines on the fields, immediately outlining a large sea of gold.

It's just that the spring wheat in Jincheng seems to have a strange temper, if it were in the North China Plain and the East China Plain, they would have already become white and fat, and proudly walked onto the dining table of every household.

But in the bitter cold of the northwest, they are somewhat late, if you look closely, you can see that there is still a touch of old green hidden in the boundless sea of golden wheat, and it is precisely because of this color that this beautiful picture made with the earth becomes more and more dynamic.

The old green in the wheat field is produced because the sun is not enough to shine enough, and the wheat elsewhere is ripe, but they still maintain their green appearance, just like a young girl who refuses to grow up, which is uniquely moving.

Chefs cherish this old green the most... Because they know that it represents a different kind of deliciousness, and if they can bring this delicious food to people's tongues, it will become a moving 'food story'.

Turn! Nature's bestows on humans!

Only the closest farmers to nature have the opportunity to taste this delicacy for the first time, and the chefs who dominate people's tongues never let go of this wonderful taste of nature's bounty.

Milling is also called 'green wheat stalk'. Wheat or barley has been soaked up around the summer solstice, but it has not yet become yellow and hard, and its taste is the most mellow and sweet at this time, and there is no flavoring agent that can compare with it.

The easiest way to eat is to pick off the green and yellow ears at the waist, tie them into neat bundles, simmer them in a pot with fire, and rub them to remove the shells by heat, so that you can get a grain of green jade-like wheat. You don't need any seasonings or cooking techniques, you just throw it in your mouth, and when the chewy wheat fills your mouth, your teeth will itch, your nose will itch, and the 108,000 pores of your body will seem to be spitting out the fragrance of wheat......

But this is not called 'rolling', these delicious wheat grains are pushed around the stone mill, and then some tender, long 'rolling' will be rolled out in the cracks of the grinding plate, which looks like long thick noodles.

Put the baked or fried or roasted until it is medium-rare and stacked in a large porcelain bowl that is larger than the head of a strong man, and then sprinkle some minced green garlic, cabbage heart, chopped coriander, refined salt and brewed old soy sauce, and pour a spoonful of hot vegetable oil... After the sound of 'zila', adults and children picked up chopsticks and stirred desperately in the bowl, mixed well and ate quickly...

That taste, it's really fucking an emperor who doesn't change it!

If you can add some meat to the bowl, it will really be a delicacy that even the Jade Emperor will envy, even at the Queen Mother's peach banquet, he will never be able to eat it!

At this time, the barley on the Tibetan Plateau is still too green, and the wheat in the plain east of Jincheng is already yellow, so Jincheng has become the most suitable city to eat 'milling';x164Although he is only passing by in a hurry, Zhouzhou believes that as long as there is a male fat director in the logistics office of the Jincheng section, even if Aunt Xia wants the stars in the sky, he will carry a ladder to find them.

It's that self-confidence! And Zhouzhou has already searched for the delicacy of 'rolling steamed buns'!

That's right, rolling can be made into bun filling... And only in that special half month of the year is it possible to eat the steamed buns, once you miss the season, even if you are the richest man in the world, you don't want to taste a bite!

This is the reason why Zhouzhou refused to serve 'white chopped chicken' at noon today, since you came to Jincheng, how could you not taste the delicious 'rolling bun'?

And with the 'rolling bun', the rose dry suckling sheep also has the most natural tacit match.

After hearing Zhou Zhou's decision, Hu Lingjiu was not only not disappointed, but also showed a salivating expression like Zhang Zhouxuan's old man...

What about the national culinary masters? In the face of these two legendary delicacies, they are just ordinary foodies.

There is no grinding in the kitchen of the dining car, which is the biggest regret!

Therefore, Zhou Zhou can only pin his hope that there is really a fat director in the Jincheng section, and this fat director can also find a fresh mill that has just been 'grinding' for a short time.

Rolling buns is an inherent delicacy in this world, and in this case, in addition to the second-level craftsmanship and the fetters from the fat man, the only thing he can rely on is high-quality ingredients.

Fortunately, this most natural cuisine does not rely much on the chef's cooking skills, but more on the sincerity of the chef.

Sure enough, there is a fat man in the logistics office of the Jincheng section, and he is also the director, and he is also an old classmate of Aunt Xia's railway school...

The mills brought by the fat director are really fresh, basically three to five centimeters long, like crisp and gratifying ivy, when Zhou Zhou holds them in his hands, he can even feel the warm wheat oil.

The fat man took advantage of the unpreparedness of the fat director and Aunt Xia, grabbed a mill and stuffed it into his mouth.

It is also strange to say that he has obviously lost his sense of taste, but at this moment he can vaguely feel the fragrance of wheat.

Zhou Zhou suspects that this is 'quantitative change causing qualitative change'... When X164 approached Jincheng, he was completely enveloped by the overwhelming thick aroma of wheat, could it be said that when a taste is strong to the extreme, it will stimulate the fat man's taste buds and make his taste sense gradually recover?

All kinds of tastes in the world, sweet, sour, bitter, salty and smelly...... There is no vinegar workshop or saccharin workshop on the train, bitter gourd is not cheap, and eating too much salt hurts the kidneys, but there are many, many toilets......

Zhou Zhou looked at the fat man, and his eyes suddenly became a little strange.

Seeing that Zhou Zhou's gaze was wrong, the fat man nervously withdrew his quietly stretched out little hand, and said curtly: "Hehe, I just taste, just taste." ”

"It's not round, I actually want to say, maybe one day I can think of a way to restore your sense of taste?"

"Really, Boss!"