Facing a pot of bright red and mouth-watering "crayfish" will make people forget all the unpleasantness. The two women reliving their childhood dreams only think about how to eat this big pot filled with 40 crayfish.
It has to be clean.
Chen Mufeng drank beer, while Kangwei could only hold a bowl of cool porridge, watching them eat happily.
Seeing that her husband was really pitiful, Gu Mengmeng ordered a stewed stew without any ingredients, and warned Conway for a long time not to secretly add spicy oil before she and Yao Xiaojing grabbed the lobster again.
Kangwei held a generous portion of braised pork in his hand and smelled the smell of his childhood. He couldn't help but move his fingers. No matter whether it would scare Chen Mufeng or not, he ate it all in less than two minutes. He laughed, rubbed his belly and put it down.
Wan sighed: "I'm so old. One bowl of braised pork is enough to get rid of me. Mu Feng, you don't know, when I was a kid, I could eat three bowls of braised pork in one sitting and take out three big fires."
Chen Mufeng said with a smile: "As long as your body is well maintained, you can still eat three big bowls of it from now on."
Kangwei smiled, pointed at Chen Mufeng's daughter-in-law, and teased her with a mouth full of red oil: "Your Xiaojing can eat five bowls, and the same goes for my Mengmeng. You haven't heard anyone say that, they
Ah, I once made a glorious history of eating 250 crayfish in one meal! Anyway, I am not good at eating lobsters. Among the big yard girls I know, no one has as much connection with lobsters as they do.
I am accusing myself of resentment and wishing I could eat them all to extinction!"
Chen Mufeng smiled. 250?!
Yao Xiaojing and Gu Mengmeng looked up at the same time, looked at them and asked in confusion: "What are you laughing at?" One left and one right, the same red color, the same grinning teeth, the same pair of big dark eyes, but they were looking at their own homes.
man.
Chen Mufeng rarely had a sense of humor: "Oh, I found two losers. They were very different from each other, so I couldn't control myself well, so I laughed!"
Conway covered his lips and burst into laughter, which attracted Gu Mengmeng's eyes and Yao Xiaojing's bloody mouth. For a moment, the hood on his head was almost unwearable.
Yao Xiaojing pointed to the bottomed crayfish in the basin and called the waiter with a startled cry.
"Like this, 40 more will come!"
Chen Mufeng looked at his silly little wife and couldn't help but hold her hand: "Silly again!" The 250 in the past were not as big as the ones raised in captivity now. 40 was already a lot, and she hadn't eaten enough yet!
Yao Xiaojing clapped his hand and said with her mouth wide open: "I finally relived my old childhood dream with Sister Mengmeng. Don't let the fun down!" After that, she pointed at the shrimp shell in front of her that was higher than the mountain and said: "I remember those days.
, Sister Mengmeng and I..."
"Okay, okay... don't talk about your glorious history. Eat whatever you want. My Mengmeng is not allowed to eat it!" It's strange that after eating so many spicy and salty things, you will feel better when you go back at night.
"Cute..." The hooded major wanted to stand up and start a revolution, but was cut down by his wife's swish of daggers.
The waiter snickered and ran to make another pot of spicy crayfish.
While waiting, Yao Xiaojing acted mischievously and rubbed Chen Mufeng's military uniform with the oil nozzle in front of the Conway couple. How could Chen Mufeng let her do what she wanted? He quickly stretched out his big hand, blocking her bloody mouth from the outside of her body, and scolded her with a smile: "
How old are you when you still think of yourself as a child?"
Yao Xiaojing stared at him with wet eyes and breathed in, "I want to eat an ice bowl!"
"You can just eat the ice bowl. Why are you rubbing my clothes?" With that mouthful of fiery spicy oil, if you dare to touch him, I'm afraid he will never be able to wash it off again.
Yao Xiaojing's face fell, and she and Gu Mengmeng looked at each other, both saying in sad tones: "Where can I find Bingwan'er now?"
"I can't find it..." Even Conway sighed with emotion.
Chen Mufeng couldn't help but wonder, what kind of delicious food in Bingwaner made the three old Beijingers so nostalgic?
"Is it a popsicle?" From the name, it sounds like something like ice cream or snowflakes served in a bowl.
"The heat of June is steaming, and I hold up a bowl of crystal ice. The green lotus brings out the fresh fruit, and I feel cool and refreshing." Gu Mengmeng read out four lines of the poem. This "Overpass Ode" vividly depicts
The magic of Bingwaner.
Yao Xiaojing said with infinite longing: "I still remember watching "Old Things in the South of the City" when I was a child. In the movie, the old man selling ice bowls was played by Mr. Niu Rongliang, a Peking Opera performing artist. The old man was pushing a cart. There were blue flowers on the cart.
There is a large porcelain jar with ice in it. When the little girl, the protagonist of the film, went to buy it, the old man took out two crystal clear ice cubes from the large blue and white porcelain jar, knocked them against each other, and the ice was broken into small pieces and put in the orchids.
In a porcelain bowl...Tsk tsk...Looking at it on a hot day, not to mention how refreshing it is!"
Conway matched the picture painted by Yao Xiaojing and smacked his lips and said, "Actually, my mother is very good at making ice bowls."
"What? Auntie can do it?!" Gu Mengmeng's fake mother-in-law, He Shanyun, who has now become a good mother-in-law, can actually make authentic ice bowls? Are you kidding? Yao Xiaojing and Gu Mengmeng snorted at the same time.
"Scared... don't believe it?! Let me tell you, my mother really knows how to make it. When I was a child, I wouldn't even take her out to eat ice bowls and river seafood! The ice bowls my mother makes are lotus leaves torn into small pieces.
Scald it with hot water and spread it on the bottom of a green bowl. Pour in the crushed artificial ice cubes, peeled fresh almonds, fresh walnut kernels, cored lotus seeds, plus sliced lotus roots, and cut them into pieces.
Fresh water chestnuts, some melons and peaches, all piled on ice cubes. The last step, the most critical step, is to boil sugar water with white sugar and water to make sugar water. The heat is very important. It must be completely cool before pouring it on all kinds of fresh fruits.
.The ice bowl made by my mother tastes very refreshing, with the fragrance of lotus leaves, and is much more refreshing than the greasy ice cream now."
"I'm going to find my aunt to eat an ice bowl!" Yao Xiaojing almost drooled when she heard this.
Before Kangwei could answer, Gu Mengmeng rolled her eyes in displeasure: "Kangwei, what do you mean? Why didn't I know that my mother could make ice bowls? I remember mentioning it last time when we were eating at home.
Once I was craving for an ice bowl when I was a kid, but I didn’t hear her old man saying she knew how to make it.”