Chapter 57: Sour Soup Fat Sheep
Just two steps away, I even have to take a taxi.
No wonder Uncle Xu said a few days ago. Niu Baiye wants to advance his salary in advance. With such a trick of him, let alone 20,000 a month. is 200,000 a month, and he can squander it in his hands, and there is not even a bubble left.
We got into a taxi. I saw that the driver stepped on the accelerator and arrived at the destination.
Downstairs in the Chunjiang Garden Community, there is a large farmers' market.
Niu Baiye may be a chef's occupational disease, and he can't walk when he sees the vegetable market. You're going to pull me in for a walk.
He buried his head in the pile of eggplants and cucumbers. The mouth is still fragmented.
"Xiaomei's family doesn't have Pixian bean paste. Buy some mutton, the whole sour soup fat sheep. You have to buy bags of pickled peppers. ”
He said that when he went to Xiaomei's house for dinner, he bought vegetables and cooked by himself. Not only do you have to bring your own ingredients, but you also have to bring your own craftsmanship.
Waiting for Niu Baiye to finish buying vegetables and meat. It's more than two hundred dollars.
Niu Baiye, a man, obviously has a family. but put money on another woman to build her body and mind.
I helped carry the vegetables and ingredients and walked into the corridor of Chunjiang Garden together.
From time to time, I take the elevator straight up to the fifth floor. arrived at the door of Xiaomei's rented house.
Niu Baiye rubbed his hands and tidied up the suit on his body. With a smile on his face, he rang the doorbell.
"May! Come and see you. ”
After a while, Xiaomei opened the door.
Sister Mei is really sick, without makeup, and her face is dull and yellow. The hair is also unkempt.
I saw that she was wearing a pale yellow plush pajamas, the whole person was listless, and her temperament and posture were completely like a raunchy middle-aged housewife.
Seeing Niu Baiye, Xiaomei's face barely pulled out a smile.
"Brother Niu, you're here! And you, a little friend, come in!"
Niu Baiye entered the door with ease and took out two pairs of slippers from the shoe cabinet.
I carried the ingredients and changed into my shoes, and Sister Mei showed me around his rental house.
This rental house should have been specially transformed by the landlord, and the large room of more than 100 square meters was divided into several small houses of more than 20 square meters.
Sister Mei only lives in one of the rooms, which has its own indoor bathroom, and the open kitchen is opposite the bathroom.
Further inside, there is a single bed of 1.5 meters by 2 meters. The bedding on the bed was also messy, and Sister Mei probably just got up from the bed.
On the bedside table next to the bed are a couple of cheap bottles of cosmetics and a huge ashtray. The rest is a packet of medicine, which should have been bought for him by Niu Baiye this morning.
There were two large black suitcases on the ground, and the clothes were stacked in the suitcases. Only a few pairs of shoes were outside.
This humble place reminds me of renting a house outside a factory when I was working in college for the summer.
Xiaomei was a little embarrassed to see me. Hurriedly invited me to sit on the bed.
"Xiao Wang, my conditions here are simple, and I don't even have a stool. You make do with it, don't be inhibited. ”
Niu Baiye was honest, threw his high-end suit on the bed casually, and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt.
"Mer, leave us alone. If you feel uncomfortable, go to bed and lie down. I'll cook you some food, but we haven't eaten yet. ”
"How does this work?"
Sister Mei is embarrassed. "It's always bothering you, usually helping me to open the toilet and repair the water pipes. I should have invited you to dinner. But every time you come to me, you have to bring your own ingredients. ”
Niu Baiye took out the mutton he had just bought from his pocket and rinsed it with water. Pick up the knife and slam it directly into thin slices.
"That's what I did, and I spent twenty years in the kitchen. Can you still get started with cooking?"
Niu Baiye said, turning his head to look at me.
"Brother Wang, come and help me pick two green onions. ”
Sister Mei hurriedly stretched out her hand and motioned for me to sit down.
"How can you get a guest to work? ”
Sister Mei got up from the bed with difficulty, her face was bloodless, and she was as white as if she had fallen into a noodle vat.
"No, no. Sister Mei or I'm coming. Lie down and rest. ”
Niu Baiye didn't say in the morning, Sister Mei was just scratched by a wild cat. Why did you suddenly get so sick?
I squatted next to the garbage can, picking up the green onions and peeling the garlic.
Niu Baiye has already opened the pot and stir-fried.
First, I melted a little meat oil, fried the unique large-leaf sauerkraut in the south, then filled the soup with the smoothed mutton slices. Finally, throw a few souls into it - pickled chili peppers.
Sour soup fat sheep is a typical southern dish, I didn't expect Niu Baiye, a big northeast chef, to be able to make this dish so authentic.
Before it comes out of the pot, just smelling this sour and spicy aroma makes people full of appetite. I couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
praised.
"Brother Niu, your skills are good!"
"That's a must. I used to watch the oil pot in the back kitchen of a five-star hotel. The craftsmanship is absolutely authentic. ”
Sister Mei saw through his lies.
"You didn't tell me. You used to make side dishes in a five-star kitchen, why do you look like a frying pan again?"
Niu Baiye scratched his head. I can't hold it on my face.
"Uh, that. The side dish oil pot has been made. First, the side dishes. Later, let's look at the oil pan ....... Later, I turned the spoon and finally let the family expel me!"
This old cow is very funny when she speaks, and Sister Mei makes her smile. Lying on the bed while smoking a cigarette. While watching the man in front of him show his skills.
From time to time, the sour soup fat sheep out of the pot. Niu Baiye sprinkled a handful of peppercorns, a few slices of ginger, and a handful of green green onions on the soup. A pinch of minced garlic. Then heat the soybean oil in the pan and pour the boiling oil on top of these ingredients.
Sister Mei's house didn't have a table, so she could only lift the futon and put the dishes on the bed.
Niu Baiye slapped the cucumber and broke the eggplant. Two more home-cooked dishes were quickly made. Grilled eggplant with mushu meat and minced meat.
It took only half an hour before and after. Three-course on the bed. Sister Mei took out a bag of rice and flour pancakes from the refrigerator, as well as two garlic sausages, cut them into slices and put them on the plate, which was also a cold dish.
The three of us gathered around the bed, eating the simplest home-cooked meal with pancakes, and we had a great time.
Sister Mei's face became more and more ugly, and there were fine beads of sweat on her neck. From time to time, he covered his arms with his hands, looking uncomfortable and unusually constipated.
Although Niu Baiye looked rude, his mind was quite fine. Seeing that Sister Mei was a little wrong. Hurriedly put down the chopsticks and asked with concern.
"Mei'er, I see that you seem to be very sick. What's wrong with the wound. Didn't I help you get the medicine in the morning?"
Xiaomei opened her mouth in embarrassment.
"I don't know why. You came in the morning when you were fine, but you were scratched twice by a wild cat, but the wound hurt a little. You come and help me apply the ointment. I felt a little better at the time. But not long after you left, my wound seemed to be allergic. It stinged as if it had been slashed by a steel knife. There is also some unspeakable itching. ”
Niu Baiye worriedly pulled Sister Xiaomei's arm.
"I'll see. ”
I saw Niu Baiye slowly rolling up the sleeves on Xiaomei's arms.
On Sister Mei's left arm, there were three shocking cat paw prints. The wound was so deep that the flesh and skin were torn apart. And next to his wounds, all of them were covered with dense small red spots.
This red spot is a bit like eczema. It's exactly the same as the new one who was admitted to our ward today, Sister Chen, who works at night.
Niu Baiye looked a little distressed, and said with a frown.
"It wasn't so bad in the morning. The wound seems to be deep again. There's allergies around here, is it that the ointment I bought has expired? This damn pharmacy! I'll look for him in a moment. ”
"Nope!"
Xiaomei silently withdrew her arm, "I carefully looked at the production date of that ointment. It was just produced, and I usually use erythromycin ointment, and I have never had allergies. Maybe the wild cat has a virus on it! I bought some anti-inflammatory pills, and after a while, I'm sure I'll be fine. ”
"That's not going to work, we'll have to go to the hospital. ”
Niu Baiye stood up and was about to take Xiaomei to the hospital.
Xiaomei hurriedly stopped him.
"I'm rough-skinned and thick-skinned, how can I be so squeamish. It's just that I've been working for more than two months in a row, and I've never rested. I guess it's a little tired. It just so happened that I asked Sister Hu for leave, so I could rest at home for a few days. ”
He pointed to his arm again.
"It's just a common allergy. I've rubbed it with alcohol, sanitize it well, and take some anti-inflammatory medicine. I'll sleep again when you're gone. Tomorrow is estimated to be fine. ”