The leisurely life of rebirth

The diners also looked nostalgic, and one of them said, "Your family's conditions are pretty good! Back then, after school, we could only stay in the grain and oil store and watch helplessly, such as Lingnan biscuits, both in bulk and packaged.

Bulk milk and salt soda biscuits, sandwich biscuits, and wafer biscuits were placed in large transparent glass jars. You could swallow your saliva while looking at them. At that time, we were very sensible and knew that we didn’t have much money at home, so we could only look at them every day and look forward to the New Year.

I can eat a little during the festival.”

All the diners felt the same way. They had all experienced this before, and they all talked about the snacks they had eaten when they were children. However, the snack that everyone talked about the most was roasted sweet potatoes. They couldn’t afford to eat them from outside. Mom bought them back and dad put them in the coal stove.

Sitting on a small bench, roasting them carefully and attentively, the aroma slowly spreads out and can be smelled throughout the alley. This sweet potato is still hungry.

"This sweet potato is a good thing. It is a high-yielding crop with high yield and fast growth. We relied on it to get through the famine years." Someone said.

"When I was a child, my family was poor and I had no money to buy snacks. I would have fun for a long time when I went to the Yinding Bridge and watched people buying sugar candies and walked around them. I was embarrassed to watch people buying sugar candies, so I blew a little mouse to them.

I couldn't bear to eat it until it melted."

"You kid, you've always loved taking advantage since you were a kid!" someone who knew him joked.[

"Who said that! We are not taking advantage, and we have always helped the old man with his work." He shouted loudly.

They are all neighbors, and no one knows who the other is. No wonder this boy has a future! When I was a child, I knew how to exchange physical strength for things, but now I know how to exchange brains for wealth! Even though they dress simply and live in an alley, they live in an alley.

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He continued, "But our childhood was full of fun. When summer came, we would splash around naked in the lotus pond along the Houhai coast, and throw sandbags in Dongming Hutong. Although there were no snacks, we had always enjoyed it since we were young.

Eat the fragrant fried noodles made by mom, and the noodle tea sprinkled with sesame sauce, pepper, and salt. It’s no worse than the ones outside.” He paused and continued, “Compared to us, children today are much happier.”

All the diners nodded unanimously.

"Teacher Dai, are there any delicious snacks in our imperial city?" These diners were 'fooled' by the old man's humorous words, and their interest became high.

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Teacher Dai waved and said, "Bring me another bowl of these two things. After talking about it for a while, I feel hungry again!" He rolled up his sleeves and said, "Let's have a big fight!"

"Okay!" The boy responded with a smile.

"Ha ha……"

"Hurry up, it's been a long time since our boss Dai gave us such advice," the gray-haired old man joked.

Teacher Dai was not annoyed by the old neighbor's teasing. What he said was true. After retiring, he hadn't said so many words for a long time. It seemed that he was back to the feeling of being on the podium. But this time he was more willing to talk, and everything he said was royal.

Cheng Gen'er is the closest thing to them. People miss the past even more when they get older.

Hey! I have nothing to do! Looking for the existing old 'antiques' under the Imperial City is a good way to pass the time! We can't let the children only remember milk and bread and forget their ancestors. Teacher Dai thought so.

The boy served a bowl of two kinds of food in a smooth manner. Teacher Dai didn't care about scalding it and even ate a few spoonfuls. He put down the spoon, took out the handkerchief and pursed his lips again and continued, "There is a poem that says: After waking up from a dream in the afternoon, hot noodles and tea,

Dried ginger sesame paste always needs to be added to noodles tea

It is usually sold in the afternoon. Why do we like noodle tea? One is to stimulate the spleen and strengthen the stomach. The other is to satisfy the appetite. The third is to satisfy hunger with morning exercise." He paused and then said, "If you want to eat it, little girl, I will tell you which is the best.

Authentic.”

"Hey! Thank you!" Fang Monan thanked him with a smile.

He Junyao took out a portable notebook from his pocket and wrote down the route.

This action of He Junyao greatly pleased Teacher Dai, who looked at him with a look of relief.

Teacher Dai finished the remaining two dishes with a slurp. His movements were quick and not rude, but showed the boldness and kindness of a northern man. Obviously, the conditions in this family were good. If you imagine the literati of that era, you will have the answer.

After Teacher Dai finished eating, he still wiped his mouth and started a stand-up comedy again, "These stir-fried dumplings are actually noodle dumplings, but they must have side dishes. They should be fried yellow and green, and they should be golden in color. Add more

Have some minced beef, the taste is really bad! It was the most popular home-cooked noodle dish in old Peiping during the Republic of China period!

According to legend, in the early years of the Republic of China, a mother and daughter named Mu opened a small noodle shop called 'Guangfu Pavilion' in Zangjiaqiao, northeast of Hufang Bridge, Xuanwu District. The shop mainly supplied a variety of low-priced noodles.

Small profits, ordinary meals,

So at the beginning, the business was only enough to support the family, and it was very sluggish. I accidentally invented this kind of pasta and named it "fried dumplings". In this way, the prototype of fried dumplings was initially formed. Later, it gradually developed into a specialty snack.

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Because the shop owner’s surname was Mu and there were no men in the family, the common people nicknamed it Mujiazhai. At that time, a famous calligrapher wrote an impromptu poem after eating the fried dumplings, praising the fried dumplings in ‘Mujiazhai’: Twenty Years of Flying Dragon Boat Festival

When visiting Yanjing, Mu Guiying was unforgettable at every meal. She asked her waitress whether she had ever used her own hands to spoon the spoons. The famous painters Hu Peiheng and Yu Fei'an also expressed their love and admiration for the "Mujiazhai" stir-fried dumplings with calligraphy and paintings.

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“I know Dong En Yuan Ju’s fried dumplings are famous, but I’ve never heard of Mujiazhai!” Some diners shouted.

"The Mu family ceased business after the death of its mistress in 1952. You weren't even born at that time! Your father must know."

"Haha..." Everyone laughed together,

"Fortunately, the fried dumplings are famous for being delicious, and many people have imitated them. Among them, the "Dong'en Yuanju" in Li Shamao Hutong outside Qianmen is the most famous." Teacher Dai obviously said this to He Junyao.

"Oops! We're going to be late." One of the middle-aged men suddenly stood up, "My perfect attendance award!" When the diners in the small shop looked at the clock at 7:45, they all hurried out.

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"Boss! I'll settle the accounts for you when I come back at noon!"

"Okay! Let's go quickly! It's never too late." The shop owner waved his hand very forcefully. We are all neighbors, so it won't be too late.

Those who were rushing to work pedaled their bicycles like hot wheels, burning their buttocks as they walked. The latest chapter of The Tough Little Priest in the Online Game.

Half of the diners left the shop at once, and the remaining ones were all elderly people, some of whom were still carrying bird cages.

Fang Monan and He Junyao were even more awkward among a group of old people.

Teacher Dai asked in surprise, "You don't have to go to work, you have to go to school!"

"We're on vacation!" Fang Monan chuckled. "Teacher Dai, why don't you tell me!"

Seeing that they had no intention of leaving, he said, "Excuse me!" Teacher Dai got up and left, going to the public toilet in the alley. The old man in the store also went to relieve himself, because people have three urgent needs!

While everyone was gone, the shop owner and the waiter quickly cleared away the dishes on the table.

He Junyao ordered Fang Monan again, snails Zhuaner and Qianerer. He Junyao broke them into pieces and brought them in front of her. He Junyao picked up the snails Zhuaner and put them in his mouth to chew, "It still tastes the same."

He Junyao picked up another snail and put it to Fang Monan's mouth. She bit it into her mouth, yum! The outer layer was slightly crispy, but the inside was soft and very delicious.

"That!" Fang Monan pursed his lips, and He Junyao picked up a piece of dried pork and fed it to Fang Monan.

"Yeah! Crunchy!" Fang Monan licked his light pink lips with the tip of his pink tongue, and looked at He Junyao's eyes that gradually turned gloomy. Fang Monan's lips raised slightly,

Bend a naughty arc.

Fang Monan smiled. His eyes were as bright as gems. He smiled like a treacherous fox, and his tail waggled proudly behind him.

He Junyao liked such a delicate Fang Monan. He pinched her beautiful little face lovingly and said in a low and doting voice, "You girl!" He picked up a snail spinner and fed it to her.

In the eyes of outsiders, the middle-aged man who looked like a good brother and loved to take advantage smiled and said, "You brother and sister have such a good relationship!" [

He Junyao stared at her side face, with a flash of smile between his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice, "I am only good to her!" The deep voice slipped into his ears, like a lover whispering in his ears.

A very ordinary and ordinary sentence, when heard in Fang Monan's ears, made her heart skip a beat. She had let go of her hand just now and took the initiative to hold his hand, gently stroking his palm back and forth.

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He Junyao's heart was instantly filled with tenderness. The corners of his mouth curved in an arc, and his heart felt like it was brushed by feathers. He held her hand tightly and stopped scratching it. This teasing was unbearably itchy.

Fortunately, the old people came back one after another and diverted their attention. The shop owner served each old man a cup of red date and hawthorn tea to help digestion and replenish blood.

Teacher Dai took a sip of tea and saw the snacks on Fang Monan's table. "This snail spinner is named after the exposed circles of sesame paste that resemble the shape of the conch shell. The method of making it is to pull out the dough.

Make a potion, roll it into a piece, smear it with sesame sauce and Sichuan peppercorn salt, roll it into a roll, then hold the two ends with your hands and turn the left and right steering wheel and press it into a shape like a sesame seed pancake, place it on the iron pan and bake it until it is seven or eight times mature.

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Then put it in the fire stove and bake it on the horse track until it is cooked. It is suitable for people of all ages and everyone loves to eat it. I ate this a lot when I was a child."

Teacher Dai also introduced many snacks from the Imperial City, which not only brought back memories of the old man, but also aroused the greed of Fang Monan and He Junyao.

"Anyway, I can't finish talking about these snacks for three days and three nights. Some of them have disappeared in the past few years. You can look for this." Teacher Dai said with a smile, "Do you still want to hear about it?"

"I think!" Fang Monan nodded, resting his chin on his hand as if he was listening attentively.

Fang Monan listened with great interest, which greatly satisfied Teacher Dai's desire to "teach", so he continued to "lecture".

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Please pink, please