The dishes served today were written on the small blackboard, but Zhang Yu couldn't see it clearly because it was a bit far away.
After a while, Xie Xiaohui came over with a portion of fried potatoes with shredded pork, two portions of roasted pork, and two portions of brown rice.
"We came here late today. When it was my turn, there was only one kind of meat dish left. Let's make do with it. But their barbecue is good. You can try it. Unfortunately, it is limited supply. You can't buy it if you queue up now.
That's it." Xie Xiaohui said with some regret.
Zhang Yu was not polite to him. He took it over the fire and took a bite. It was crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. The seasoning was neither salty nor bland, just in line with his taste.
"tasty!"
After eating the roasted pork, Zhang Yu took another bite of shredded pork and stir-fried potatoes. The taste was pretty good, but compared to the roasted pork that he praised so much, it was not even the slightest bit inferior.
Moreover, it is a meat dish, but there is very little meat. The fried potatoes with shredded pork are really shredded meat. Zhang Yu looked at the shredded pork on the kuaizi and had to admire the skill of the vegetable cutter, who was able to cut the meat so finely.
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The rice is said to be brown rice, but actually it is mixed with at least half of the rice crumbs. It is not the whole rice. You can tell it is broken rice at a glance.
There are some advantages. At least the portion is large. It’s just one dish and one meal. It’s probably enough for ordinary people. For those with smaller appetites, half the dish is enough.
"Brother, was this dish and Huo Shao cooked by the same person? Why is there such a big difference?" Zhang Yu couldn't help but asked in a low voice after taking another bite.
Xie Xiaohui glanced around and saw that the people at their table were also serving food. Everyone else was concentrating on eating. No one had time to pay attention to their side, so he replied in a low voice: "No, Huo Shao is on their side.
The dishes were cooked by the old chef, so the dishes should be cooked by his son."
"I said, no wonder, eating is not the skill of one person."
"No, the master who makes Huoshao is over fifty this year. He has been making Huoshao since he was more than ten years old. His skills are definitely like this." Xie Xiaohui gave a thumbs up as he said this.
After that, he took a bite of the food and sighed again: "What a pity! None of his children have learned his craftsmanship. The one who learned the best is like this. When the old master retires, he will probably
I will never have such delicious huoshao again.”
"His son can't learn and has no talent for cooking. Wouldn't the master find another apprentice to pass on the skills?" At this point, Zhang Yu also realized that he had said the wrong thing.
From ancient times to the present in China, many craftsmanship has been passed down from father to son, and many masters are afraid of teaching their apprentices to starve the master, so they often leave one hand behind.
What's more, this master has several sons. Even if his son is not good at learning, it is unlikely that he will recruit another apprentice, hand over his skills, and create competitors for his son.
"Don't sigh, Teacher Li. How many years can Fu continue to work at his current age? Besides, his son is too young. He should have children. If his son can't learn, he can teach his grandson. Maybe his grandson will
There is someone who is talented in cooking." Zhang Yu comforted him.
"hope so."
After saying that, the two stopped talking and ate rice in silence. Looking at the rice crumbs in the bowl, Zhang Yu comforted himself in his heart that whole grains are good. Eating more whole grains is good for the body, and in the future, coarse grains will be better than fine grains.
It’s still expensive…
Seeing that the rice in Zhang Yu's bowl was finished, Xie Xiaohui was still worried that he didn't have enough to eat, so he picked up his own bowl and wanted to allocate some of it to him.
"Brother Xiaohui, no need, I'm full."
"Are you really full?"
"I'm really full. Eat it quickly and don't waste it." This kind of rice dumplings is not like the coarse grains of later generations, which have all the skins and other parts removed. The rice dumplings of this era are made with
It's leathery and relatively thick.
It's okay to eat a little for a taste, but eating too much will still make your throat sore, and Zhang Yu can't stand it.
Besides, he won't be hungry. There are a lot of delicious food in the space. Later, when no one is around, he will go into the space and have a full meal.
Seeing that Zhang Yu stopped eating, Xie Xiaohui was not polite and poured the rice in the bowl directly into the plate, mixed it, and finished it with the vegetables and rice.
"Brother Xiaohui, do you have anything else to do? If you have anything else, go and do your own thing first. I'll be strolling around the town. You can come and pick me up later." Zhang Yu thought about Xie Xiaohui's rare opportunity.
When you come to town, you don't have to go see the person or anything like that.
"It's okay. I'll go shopping with you and introduce you to the situation here." Xie Xiaohui didn't seem to understand what Zhang Yu meant and took the initiative to drag him around.
"I mean, aren't you going to meet your girlfriend?" Zhang Yu made it clear.
"No, I won't go today. Brother Jiang has a rest today. If he can't come out, I'll come back another day." When he passed by the door of the target's house just now, he discovered that Brother Jiang's car was in the yard. As long as Brother Jiang
At home, he couldn't talk to his partner at all, and it would be in vain to go there. It would be better to pick up his girlfriend and go out for a while while Brother Jiang is at work.
"Oh, what did I say?" Zhang Yu nodded clearly.
"Then what do we do next?"
"I'll take you to the supply and marketing cooperative. When I came out today, my grandmother gave me two candy coupons and asked me to take some candy back."
Not long after Zhang Yu followed Xie Xiaohui, he saw a house with a "Supply and Marketing Cooperative" sign on the door.
Zhang Yu looked at the house in front of him. The area was not very large. It could be seen from the tiles on the roof that the house was definitely not newly built in recent years. However, after walking in, he found that compared with other houses, this house was smaller.
The two houses are quite impressive.
At the very least, the walls inside should have been painted not long ago and are brand new.
Zhang Yu entered the supply and marketing cooperative with curiosity, only to find that no matter where the supply and marketing cooperative was in this era, the staff were very laid-back.
No, this supply and marketing cooperative had only three salesmen that he saw, but even he and Xie Xiaohui only had four customers, so they could basically provide one-on-one service.
Those salesmen were the same as those he saw in the capital. They were either chatting or knitting with wool.
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Zhang Yu carefully looked at the items inside and found that although the supply and sale was small, it could be said that it had all the internal organs and six internal organs of a sparrow.
Inside, there were daily necessities as small as oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. Zhang Yu also saw cloth, towels, wool and other things.
The salesperson saw the two of them coming in and didn't say anything for a long time. It wasn't until Xie Xiaohui stood in front of him that she lazily asked: "What do you want to buy?" Obviously, she was not happy that someone was interrupting her knitting.