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Donglaishun is a time-honored shabu-shabu restaurant in Beijing.

Shabu-shabu mutton in a copper pot is said to be a one-dish meal. Of course, later on, we continued to innovate and developed four series: shabu-shabu, stir-fry, deep-fried and roasted. Wu Jun ordered the authentic Beijing style copper pot shabu-shabu to serve Cheng Yuer and Ding Mu.

Wu Jun asked Cheng Yu'er: "The mutton-shabu-shabu in our capital is different from Sichuan-style hot pot. I wonder if Yu'er is used to it?"

Cheng Yuer looked at the hot pot with a chimney in the middle and said curiously: "The pot you use is quite novel."

Ding Mu continued: "This pot is special. The hot pot in our capital must have strong firepower. This kind of pot is an improved one. It is tall and has a large chamber. It can hold a lot of charcoal without causing ash. The iron grate at the bottom is thick and It is sparse and easy to ventilate and supply oxygen, ensuring that the charcoal fire is always strong and strong.”

Wu Jun can't do anything else, and his level of eating and drinking is about the same as Ding Mu. He and Ding Mu sang together and said: "Donglaishun used to receive foreign heads of state and cultural celebrities. The mutton is also very particular. The upper brains, big Sancha, small Sancha, and small tail sheep of the castrated high-quality small-tailed sheep produced in Xilin League in Northern Mongolia are used. Five parts: grinding gear and cucumber strips."

Ding Mu said with a smile: "There are requirements for cutting meat. The slices of meat must be thin, even, neat and beautiful. Half a kilogram of mutton must be cut into 100 slices of 20 cm long and 8 cm wide. Each slice must be one or two, and The pieces are folded in half and the texture is clear. 'As thin as paper, as uniform as crystal, as neat as lines, and as beautiful as flowers', you see, if it doesn't meet the standards, we won't pay you."

"Can you really not pay me?" Cheng Yuer picked up the chopsticks and asked casually as he looked at the delicate pieces of mutton and the hot pot soup that started to boil.

"Yes, I don't know if my brother is in charge here." Ding Mu also said nonsense.

Wu Jun chuckled and said: "The pot is boiling, let's use the chopsticks. This is the classic sea rice and mushroom soup, which is cooked as soon as it is rinsed. By the way, you have to prepare your own condiments. Sesame paste, Shaoxing wine, soybean curd, pickled chive flowers, Braised shrimp oil, soy sauce, chili oil, chopped green onion, and coriander. According to your taste."

Cheng Yuer did as he was told.

"This chili is not spicy, you need to add more." Ding Mu said with a smile.

After taking a sip, Cheng Yuer nodded and said: "Not bad, fragrant and tender, not tangy and not greasy."

"Waiter, two ends of sugar and garlic, and half a dozen sesame seed cakes. By the way, three more skewers of mutton." Wu Jun called the waiter, and then said to Cheng Yuer, "I have to add some white sugar garlic and eat it with the sesame seed cakes. At this time The taste is really authentic. The mutton skewers here are very big, and there are only three ounces of meat per skewer. The meat is very fresh and very authentic.”

"That's right, that's right." Ding Mu agreed while eating, feeling very happy in his heart. This thing is a bit coincidental and a bit interesting.

Wu Jun finally couldn't help but asked: "Hey, how did you two meet?"

Ding Mu chuckled and said, "What do you think?"

Wu Jun gritted his teeth and said, "I won't guess. Just tell me!"

Seeing Wu Jun's serious expression, Ding Mu felt that it was boring to show off here, so he said truthfully: "Isn't there a military parade soon? Grandpa has a few old comrades at home today. This Loli sister is an old man of grandpa's. The granddaughter of a comrade in arms. That’s how we met, we just met. Don’t get me wrong!”

Hearing what Ding Mu said, Wu Jun immediately relaxed a lot and said cheerfully: "What a coincidence. This world is too small. Sister Yu is actually the granddaughter of grandpa's comrade."

Cheng Yuer said: "It's a bit of a coincidence. However, when I was chatting online before, I heard that your ancestors were generals, so I knew that there was probably something to do with it."

What she said is absolutely right, because there are only a few generals from the older generation, and even if they are not friends with each other, they can still get to know each other. Wu Jun's grandfather was actually a general, and he and Ding Mu's grandfather were married to the same family. The circle gets smaller as you go up.

The three of them were all young people, chatting casually about innocuous things. However, Cheng Yuer is a military doctor and Ding Mu studies medicine, so they have some common topics.

Among restaurants in the capital, this kind of time-honored restaurant has a background of state-owned enterprises. Although the price is not cheap, it still has the same kind of lack of service.

Several people had good appetites. After Fengjuan Canyun finished eating, Wu Jun ordered another plate of special mutton dumplings as the staple food. He also said: "There is a saying that it is better to eat upside down if it is comfortable, and the dumplings are not as delicious as the dumplings. Let's eat some staple food."

Ding Mu smiled and said: "It doesn't rhyme."

Wu Jun glared and said, "What rhymes with it?"

Cheng Yuer, who had never shown her full potential before, was finally able to answer the question. She said, "It's not as delicious as dumplings, but it's not as fun as my sister-in-law."

"Pfft." Ding Mu almost spit out the tea he drank in his mouth. This eldest sister can really speak. He quickly pretended to be stupid and said: "Ah? What does this mean? Why are they not as delicious as dumplings and not as fun as my sister-in-law?" ?”

At this time, Cheng Yuer took the initiative. She is your royal sister in society. She explained: "You don't understand this, little brat. Dumplings and sister-in-law can make you taste the taste of home. Youdao is "Dumplings are not as delicious as dumplings, and sister-in-law is not as fun as sister-in-law. After finishing the dumplings made by sister-in-law, come and play with the sister-in-law making dumplings."

"Uh." Ding Mu looked at Wu Jun who was dumbfounded and said, "That's not right, that's not right. This sister-in-law is referring to another situation. A sister-in-law is like a mother. In ancient times, there was no family planning. Mother and daughter-in-law There are many times when we are pregnant together, so when the mother dies, the still young children will live with the sister-in-law, receiving maternal love and enlightenment from the sister-in-law, making the brother-in-law feel that the sister-in-law is home. Moreover, it is said that according to traditional customs, the sister-in-law and The brother-in-law can be playful and even cross the ethical divide without being condemned, and may even become an after-dinner joke; but the uncle and his younger siblings have to behave themselves, and once they cross the line, they will be insulted, unlike the brother-in-law. His status is in heaven and on earth.”

Wu Jun said: "What you said is wrong. Isn't there an old saying in the capital? I would rather sit on the lap of the elder brother-in-law than in front of the brother-in-law. In ancient times, the eldest son was valued. If there were many children in the family, there would be many who could not afford a wife. , but they usually marry the eldest daughter-in-law. When the younger brothers reach a mature age and have nowhere to vent, they may eavesdrop on their elder brothers. Many sisters-in-law are the earliest sexual initiates for their brothers-in-law. So for many men , the object of fantasy when you were young, how can you not find it amusing?"

Cheng Yu'er looked at Wu Jun here and Ding Mu there, and couldn't help but laugh when he saw the two of them talking nonsense seriously. These two living treasures are so interesting. I haven't eaten the dumplings yet, so I said that much. Kyouko really lives up to her reputation. She is so glib and interesting.

At this moment, there was a knocking sound on the seat next to him. A seven or eight-year-old child knocked heavily on the table with an iron spoon. He yelled: "Waiter! Why are you so slow! Get the menu quickly!"