October 16th, Beijing, Huguo Temple.

At this moment, in front of Su Ye, Ma Xi, and Xu Qingyuan were three bowls of whitish bean juice and fried bright and scorched circles.

"Chinese people are in awe of food, otherwise they would not say that the people regard food as the sky, and a porridge and a meal should not come easily."

Su Ye sighed, "Senior brother, what about the two of you to put this aside?" ”

Ma Xi smiled, "You two can't do it, you've been in the capital for more than ten years, and you haven't drunk bean juice yet?" In order to take care of the two of you, I also ordered hot bean juice, which doesn't taste so rushing, so drink it while it's hot. ”

Bean juice, a delicacy in the old capital, appetizing and relieving the heat, is famous for its taste like swill.

And the theme of this issue is precisely that: food.

Su Ye and Xu Qingyuan gritted their teeth and took a sip, and then they both put on their pain masks

"Food is special for Chinese, it carries the memories of Chinese. Just like the eggplant boxes and radish balls fried around the stove during the Chinese New Year, food is a childhood that we can never go back to; Jiangxi and Hunan can no longer eat the bowl of noodles that taste at the door of their homes when they leave their hometowns, and the food has become our nostalgia again; I think everyone has a dish in their memory, a dish that their parents have made since they were young, it may be stewed pork ribs, or it may be a plate of ordinary hot and sour shredded potatoes, and the food has become the taste of home again; It is also possible that we have a difficult time and can only rely on instant noodles to survive, and the supermarket has discounted bread and food has become a witness to our embarrassment."

Xu Qingyuan frowned, "Old Ma, although what you said is very moving, I really can't be moved in the face of bean juice." ”

"Look at the little junior brother, don't you drink it one bite at a time, Bai is so old, and he doesn't have any qi cultivation skills."

"Senior brother, don't praise me, I'm just going to be safe when I come." Su Ye broke the coke circle unhurriedly, followed the example of the person next to him, soaked the bean juice and then ate, "China is coming, it's harmful." ”

Ma Xi laughed, "Since you have come here, will the junior brother share if there is any food that impresses you the most?" ”

"The best food in my life is leek-filled egg dumplings and sweet and sour pork ribs, dumplings are made for me by my mother since I was a child, and sweet and sour pork ribs are the first dish Bai Zhi made for me."

Ma Xi and Xu Qingyuan: How can you eat dog food at any time?

"But what I want to share is the fish."

"Oh?" Ma Xi was a little curious.

Su Ye smiled, "Actually, I love fish, but I didn't know it until many years later." When we were young, we all learned the word 'Xian', which is made up of fish and sheep, which is enough to indicate that it tastes very good. But when I was a child, because of family conditions, I was rarely able to eat, to be precise, a few times, or at the wedding banquet, but there were more squirrel cinnamon fish practices, and there was no fresh feeling. It wasn't until many years later that I ate steamed sea bass for the first time, and I was amazed. ”

Ma Xi and Xu Qingyuan couldn't help but smile kindly when they listened to Su Ye's story, this experience is actually more or less common to everyone.

"What I want to share with this story is that food is amazing, and we use our best efforts to make it as delicious as possible, but when it comes to people's mouths, it can be joy, surprise, sadness, pain, and so on."

"It's never the food that's unforgettable, it's our feelings." Xu Qingyuan felt a little nostalgic, but the next words ruined the atmosphere just now, "But drinking bean juice will definitely only feel very painful." ”

Ma Xi said helplessly, "Then let's change places and talk and go eat shabu-shabu." ”

"Hahaha, it's long overdue."

"It's not a big store like Donglaishun, it's just a small shop in an alley, but I have been eating since I was a child, and I ensure authenticity."

"It's such a small shop that is delicious." Xu Qingyuan's whole person was happy.

Su Ye's heart moved, "Senior brother, it's convenient for me to call Bai Zhi to come over for a meal, let's record the show later, and let her eat by herself." ”

"What, miss her?"

"No, Bai Zhi is not happy without meat, she is bored at home alone, since my senior brother said that there is a delicious shop, I thought to let her taste it too."

"Come on, then, without much effort. It's rare that you can think about her all the time, and Senior Brother will definitely fulfill you. ”

Xu Qingyuan sighed silently, the shabu shabu that he was looking forward to was not fragrant anymore.

Lao Zhang Shabu, an unpretentious name, a small shop with only seven or eight tables.

At this moment, the charcoal fire burned the copper pot red, and the boiling soup was flooded with a piece of mutton from time to time.

And the three of them have already soaked the sesame paste with water, and added leek sauce, which is the serious way to eat shabu-shabu in Beijing, and when the meat is cooked, the three pairs of chopsticks start directly.

The three of them were not outsiders, they were not polite, they didn't say anything, they didn't say anything, they just buried their heads in the stomach, and the three of them began to talk slowly and leisurely.

"In the early years, I heard that these big stores in Donglaishun had a special sheepfold, which was eaten and killed, and what was particular was freshness. At that time, someone could treat a guest to eat a meal of mutton shabu, and they had to wait for this meal without eating for a day. Now that the conditions are better, not only has it become commonplace to eat a meal of mutton shabu, but even lobster and abalone can be eaten by ordinary families. However, there are some old traditions that have been handed down, such as the winter cabbage, which is the case throughout the north. Xu Qingyuan brought up the topic.

Su Ye said casually, "So food also carries history to a certain extent, and there is nothing to eat in the old age, so I rely on radish and cabbage to survive the winter in winter." This is the same as eating water in Sichuan and Chongqing, in the early years, these places were docks, coolies begged for a living here, and the water was a meat that large families could not look down on, but for coolies it was rare to replenish physical strength and see meat food, so they were heavily concocted and supplemented with nutrition, and later ascended to the hall of elegance. Speaking of Guizhou Province, in ancient times, the mountains were mostly inconvenient, and there was little salt, so Guizhou Province mostly used chili peppers dipped in water to accompany food."

Ma Xi suddenly raised his eyebrows, "Senior brother, if you were to be a simple diner, would you think that the Rongcheng spicy pot in your hometown is delicious or the Beijing shabu is delicious?" ”

Although Su Ye didn't know what the hell Ma Xi was doing, he wouldn't judge easily, "I think each has its own merits, and there are not just these two kinds of hot pot, the side stove in Guangdong Province, the porridge bottom hot pot, the sour soup fish hot pot and the beef hot pot in Guizhou Province, the mushroom pot in Yunnan Province, and the sauerkraut and white meat hot pot in the Northeast are all delicious." To some extent, food represents character, Sichuan and Chongqing love spicy food, so the people here are very enthusiastic and hot-tempered, we will say spicy girls. The food in the Northeast is very large, so the people here are very generous."

Who knew that Ma Xi showed a smile that had already been like this for a long time, "Little junior brother, you are not honest now, I want to hear the truth, then let's interview a random diner." ”

As soon as the camera turned, Jiang Baizhi, who was sitting in the corner and eating melons silently, appeared in the camera, and at this moment she was like a little squirrel, with a bulging mouth.

This is exactly the effect of the show that Ma Xi wants!

"Oh, what a coincidence, Bai Zhi, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Jiang Baizhi didn't know that this was the effect of the show, and blinked innocently, "What a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet my senior brother here." ”

"Bai Zhi, Su Ye is not honest, then do you say that the spicy pot in your hometown is delicious or the shabu in our capital is delicious?"

"I think each has its own merits, and the hot pot is not just these two, the side stove in Guangdong Province, the porridge bottom hot pot."

Ma Xi hurriedly interrupted, "I'm asking you to answer, not asking you to repeat Su Ye's words." ”

Jiang Baizhi smiled and said, "Senior brother, don't you know what it means to be a husband and a woman?" ”

Ma Xi grew his mouth, and the effect of the show was full

(End of chapter)