Wei Qingyu, who had been alert and paying attention throughout the whole process in the small pavilion lined with green willows, fluttered his long eyelashes, and his beautiful and charming face was full of astonishment.
——There seem to be quite a few evolutionaries with the same expression as hers.
However, with the successful reading of [Lin's *Reverse Summoning Technique of *No Discrimination between Friend and Foe*], a semi-awkward battle was resolved perfectly.
In the small restaurant, Lin Chou brought several dishes to the table - and of course he did not forget to take care of a certain Gungun who was just across the door.
I have seen most of these dishes, and they all focus on highlighting the original flavor of ham. They are quite satisfactory and not a surprise.
But then, a pot of green porridge and bamboo shoots served with the porridge made her eyes start to shine.
After spending several months eating and drinking with Lin Chou, Leng Han learned something.
For example, this clear porridge has rice but no rice. The porridge is thick and dense. The surface is crystal clear and the inner layer is as white as fat. It is obviously a way of making porridge without rice. Then it is paired with a few ham segments. The rice smells fragrant, and the salty aroma of ham is even more.
It's clear.
It's just that the green vegetables in the porridge are very special that Ye Lenghan has never seen before. The tender green vegetable leaves immerse their own color in the porridge water, giving the porridge a permeable green color.
But when she scooped up a spoonful of porridge water, she could only see the pure white color in the spoon.
Leng Han had never seen this kind of vegetable leaves before. The leaves were slender and saw-toothed on the edges. Only when he sniffed the porridge water could he notice the lingering green and astringent flavor in the rice and salty aroma.
Leng Han pursed his lips as he put a spoonful of porridge into his red lips.
There is no salt in this porridge, and the salty aroma of ham is used as the base flavor. It is light but not flimsy at all, making it extremely memorable.
When the ham rolls down the throat, the well-hidden wild vegetable-like fragrance and bitterness begin to show up between the lips and tongue.
It will not be ostentatious or overly colorful. The aroma and bitterness of wild vegetables will only allow the mouth to develop unique functions:
The secretion of saliva intensifies, and the mouth is full of sweetness. It seems that the time has reached the moment or two when the porridge is just in the mouth.
Leng Han's eyes were filled with surprise and surprise, and the corners of his mouth turned up.
"What kind of dish is this?"
Without waiting for Lin Chou to answer, a large bowl was thrown in with a bang outside the door - if it weren't for the deep scratches on the rim of the bowl, it would really be cleaner than anything that had been washed.
Lin Chou rolled her eyes and said while adding porridge to Gun Gun,
"Dandelions, fire-fighting ones, haven't you seen them?"
Leng Han blinked and pointed at the porridge bowl.
"I've seen it, but never in a bowl. It...can actually be eaten..."
Lin Chou just felt that there was something he had been holding back in his mouth for a long time: What an evil capitalist!
His ignorant childhood in the alley always had various kinds of food as his main memory - one of the happiest things at that time was eating food into his mouth.
It's not that he is greedy, but that he is frightened of hunger. The further time goes by, the more hunger lingers like a shadow.
The illusion of stomach acid burning the stomach wall, along with the twitching hunger in the internal organs, has occurred several times in my memory. Now just thinking about Lin Chou still feels like my scalp is numb.
At that age, if a child from any family could dig up a few wild vegetables in the mud around the alley, he would immediately become known as "other people's children" to the neighbors in the alley, and be a role model.
——The grass in the second wall has been pulled out. Where did the wild vegetables come from?
A few years later, in my memory, the wild vegetables around the alley were growing like spring after a rain.
There are fewer people picking. Even if you pick a lot, you won't get praise from adults.
But in the occasional flashback, the taste of a pot of wild vegetable porridge like this has not been dusted with ignorant memories at all, but has become more fresh over time.
Leng Han couldn't even recognize Dandelion, which made Lin Chou feel a little sad.
——Hey, capitalists are indeed monsters without childhood!
Leng Han said,
"I always feel like you're thinking about something weird."
Lin Chou handed out the "bowl" of porridge suitable for rolling bear paws, changed the subject and said,
"Try this bamboo shoot. When I was searching the wild duck's nest in the morning, I actually found a few bamboo shoots in the fir forest. It was just such a bamboo shoot, and I dug it up as soon as I saw the wind."
Leng Han picked up a piece of bamboo shoot with chopsticks, looked at it over and over, and searched for a while in the plate, but unfortunately he couldn't find any trace of ham.
"Nanzhu?"
"Yes, the outer skin of the bamboo shoots is black and very hard. It is different from ordinary bamboo shoots. It has a strong and fresh flavor and is thicker at the bottom. The bamboo shoots are relatively rare near Mingguang, and the number of moso bamboos is more - unfortunately I
The Qiong bamboo was plowed and replanted by Meteor from Wolf City, otherwise it would have become a vegetable in a few days."
"oh..."
Leng Han didn't understand what Lin Chou meant. It should be that bamboo shoots are more delicious?
There is no trace of any other ingredients in this plate of bamboo shoot slices. There is some translucent oil on the surface, but it does not accumulate into a puddle at the bottom of the plate, not much.
The flavor of the bamboo shoots was completely filled with the meaty aroma of ham, which made Leng Han very curious.
"What's the name of this dish? Is it also called magnolia slices?"
After processing, the bamboo shoot slices are also called magnolia slices because their shape and color resemble the petals of a magnolia flower.
For example, Lin Chou knew that Lao Xue’s Bafanglou had a dish of fermented magnolia that was very famous in Mingguang. People queued up in limited quantities according to the season, and people still flocked to eat it. Lao Xue would add "Baojian" and "dongpian" before the name of the fermented magnolia dish.
", "Peach Blossom", and "Spring Flower" are four names used to represent the season of Magnolia Blossoms before the cataclysm. They are very noble.
Lin Chou grinned awkwardly and muttered a few words, which seemed to be the name of the dish.
Leng Han: "?"
Lin sighed sadly,
"Scrape avocado (plow)."
Leng Han: "??"
Lin Chou had no choice but to forcefully explain,
"After cutting the bamboo shoots with a cross knife, cut them into slices. Look at the triangular bamboo shoots that look like a pear after being oiled. They are also white in color and make a crisp sound when cut..."
"Scraping oil means cooking bamboo shoots with meat and bacon together. The bamboo shoots will absorb a lot of oil and make it rich in flavor. In other words, you use bamboo shoot slices to scrape away the fat and aroma in the meat, so many chefs call this combination called scraping oil."
"Who knows which goddamn cook who jumped out of the mountain would tell my father such a weird name, and my unreliable father would still miss him..."
Leng Han silently chewed the bamboo shoots and continued to rummage through the plate with his chopsticks.
"Where's the bacon?"
Lin Chou opened his mouth,
"Of course I have to remove the oil after shaving. It's dry and doesn't look good."
Leng Han: "???"
It felt like the look in Leng Tyrannosaurus's eyes wasn't actually confusion, but like he was looking at a complete prodigal.
Lin Chou: If you look at me like that again, I will be (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻. Hey!
Of course, Lin was just thinking about this - I still need to continue to protect my ammunition depot.