I have become popular in modern times with food
Chapter 137 The Lost Pastry Art
China had the prototype of grain processing in the pre-Qin period. In the Qin and Han dynasties, the economy and culture developed greatly, and the people's requirements for food gradually increased. Rice, wheat, corn and other grains appeared after being ground into flour and processed into pasta. .
After the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, the types of cooking utensils and raw materials increased, and there were more and more varieties of pasta. At this time, steamers and ovens appeared. People used steaming and baking to make pasta, and made it into various shapes and colors. , ushered in the climax of Huaxia pastry.
The Wu clan, which can be traced back to the Wu Zhou period, is a branch of the Wu clan in the capital of the gods.After the collapse of Queen Zetian Shunsheng, the Wu clan was hunted down, and the good ancestor of Wu Kingdom started the fate of fleeing thousands of miles away.
Later, through the replacement of dynasties and historical changes, he finally preserved his lineage.Since the Ming Dynasty, the ancestors of the Wu family have been serving as white tables for the imperial court, and their superb pastry craftsmanship has made people dizzying and amazed.
Go around the porch of the junkyard, there's something hidden inside.Wu Guoliang remodeled the old house. Although it looks neat and clean, what's wrong with the shape of the water pipes at the bottom of the bridge?
Yu Jianping's fingers were trembling, pointing at the scene in the yard, his voice broke: "You are..."
"Nostalgia." Wu Guoliang touched his chin to appreciate his masterpiece, and began to point out Jiangshan, "Life is better now, but one must remember the past and think about the present. I am used to sleeping in the air defense tube. Now Simmons is really a bit I'm not used to it." It was so soft that my back hurt after sleeping all night.
That's not enough to build a pipeline at home, right?And... where on earth did he get this pipe? ?
"Sit down, I'll pour tea." Wu Guoliang greeted the two warmly. Yu Jian touched the thick layer of dust on the pipe, walked to the front silently, and dug out three stools from among the waste products. Wipe it off with a paper towel and put it in front of Yu Jianping.
Yu Jianping was still in a huge shock, sat down on the chair unconsciously, his eyes were in a trance.
Seeing Wu Guoliang busy back and forth, he asked: "Guoliang, I remember you had gray hair at that time, like an old man, why are you so much younger now?" Even your hair is black and shiny, quite small Good decades.
Wu Guoliang came over with a teacup, stroked the black hair on his head, and felt a little complacent: "How about the hair transplant I just had, does it look natural?"
He brought his face closer to Yu Jianping again, and let him see the faint wrinkles: "What did I slap..." After thinking for a long time, he patted his thigh, "Hyaluronic acid!"
Money is really a good thing. Who would have thought that a person who was about to die more than ten years ago can still do medical beauty and hair transplantation now.
Yu Jian was about to pass out, which completely overturned her traditional understanding of Yu Jianping's circle of friends.
She was worried, if she agreed to find Master Bai An, would it be reliable...
Yu Jianping shrank back, and asked again: "How do you have so much money?"
Speaking of this, Wu Guoliang felt a little complacent. He mysteriously took out a newest mobile phone from his pocket, tapped it, and stretched it out in front of Yu Jianping, beckoning him to look at it under his puzzled eyes.
Yu Jianping lowered his head, his eyes widened suddenly, wow, there are so many zeros, his fingertips clicked one by one, there are millions of them!
"How is it? Awesome?" Wu Guoliang put away his phone, raised Erlang's legs and began to shake his legs, "After you leave, I will live here by myself. Even if someone like me dies, I probably won't Someone would know that I was sick again that year, and I felt so burned that I couldn’t see the sun tomorrow, so I took the last bit of money and bought lottery tickets. Guess what happened?”
Yu Jian interjected weakly: "You have won the lottery."
Wu Guoliang slapped his palm: "That's right! Even God thinks I'm too pitiful, and it's a great fortune! I won this number." He stretched out a finger and shook it.
"Ten million...?" Yu Jian asked weakly.There is no way, her uncle Yu Jianping is already petrified at this moment.
"No, no, no," Wu Guoliang said contemptuously as he shook his head with his raised fingers, "What is [-] million! I won [-] million!"
"Kang lang——" Yu Jianping couldn't bear it any longer, he almost fell off the bench, he didn't dare to write like that in this f*cking novel——
……
In the yard, except for the powerful panting of the big yellow dog, everyone else was silent.
Yu Jian looked and looked at each other, and bravely spoke first: "Well, Uncle Wu..."
He was interrupted by Wu Guoliang just after starting, he squinted and asked, "Are you his daughter?"
"No, no, no," Yu Jian waved her hand, "I'm Uncle Jianping's niece."
"Yu Jianping, I'm not the only brother of yours?" Where are the other brothers?Wu Guoliang felt unbalanced again.
Yu Jianping suddenly stretched out his foot, gave her a small kick, and then said, "This is Jianguo's daughter. Yu Jianguo, I told you."
"Oh..." Wu Guoliang elongated his voice, "Is that your godfather's son? Why? He also came to the capital?"
He is in the Sixth Ring Road, so he doesn't know much about some information.Yu Jianping told him about the situation after he left, and about opening Yu's restaurant.
"Let me just say, you must be doing well. Otherwise, why would you not come to me!" Wu Guoliang sighed, and patted him on the shoulder, "You are young and energetic, and you insist on getting ahead. Jianping , there are so many living beings, how can there be so many outstanding people?"
Yu Jianping kept silent. In the past ten years, he was barely above the food and clothing line. He had some savings, but not much. He stayed at a breakfast shop every day, and he didn't dare to recall the big words he once said.
"But it doesn't matter. Your old brother and I have money now. We brothers used to depend on each other for our lives. In the future, we will rely on this money to provide for the elderly together. I will keep it for you!" Wu Guoliang said again.
Yu Jianping said bitterly: "How can I ask for your money, you have been taking care of me before, if there is a steamed bun, you always have to share half of it with me..." He rambled on for a long time.
But Yu Jian was anxious to death, when did Uncle Jianping talk about serious things...
As soon as the idea came up, I heard Yu Jianping say, "I'm here because I need your help with something."
"What's the matter? The two of us are still so polite." Although we haven't seen each other for a while, Wu Guoliang has no grievances at all. After a short period of passion, he returned to his former big brother.
Yu Jianping paused, and said word by word: "I want you to be a white case master again."
As soon as these words came out, the smile on Wu Guoliang's face froze. He looked at Yu Jianping incredulously, with a sense of jumping: "Jianping! You clearly know me..."
Knowing that the meridian in one hand is broken, even if I hold a knife, I can't get back the feeling of the past.The pastry technique is so complicated, even if you miss it, you will miss it by a thousand miles. How can you still be a white case master? !
He lowered his hands dejectedly, shook his head, and replied with a sense of loss: "I'm afraid I can't help you with this."
After the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, the types of cooking utensils and raw materials increased, and there were more and more varieties of pasta. At this time, steamers and ovens appeared. People used steaming and baking to make pasta, and made it into various shapes and colors. , ushered in the climax of Huaxia pastry.
The Wu clan, which can be traced back to the Wu Zhou period, is a branch of the Wu clan in the capital of the gods.After the collapse of Queen Zetian Shunsheng, the Wu clan was hunted down, and the good ancestor of Wu Kingdom started the fate of fleeing thousands of miles away.
Later, through the replacement of dynasties and historical changes, he finally preserved his lineage.Since the Ming Dynasty, the ancestors of the Wu family have been serving as white tables for the imperial court, and their superb pastry craftsmanship has made people dizzying and amazed.
Go around the porch of the junkyard, there's something hidden inside.Wu Guoliang remodeled the old house. Although it looks neat and clean, what's wrong with the shape of the water pipes at the bottom of the bridge?
Yu Jianping's fingers were trembling, pointing at the scene in the yard, his voice broke: "You are..."
"Nostalgia." Wu Guoliang touched his chin to appreciate his masterpiece, and began to point out Jiangshan, "Life is better now, but one must remember the past and think about the present. I am used to sleeping in the air defense tube. Now Simmons is really a bit I'm not used to it." It was so soft that my back hurt after sleeping all night.
That's not enough to build a pipeline at home, right?And... where on earth did he get this pipe? ?
"Sit down, I'll pour tea." Wu Guoliang greeted the two warmly. Yu Jian touched the thick layer of dust on the pipe, walked to the front silently, and dug out three stools from among the waste products. Wipe it off with a paper towel and put it in front of Yu Jianping.
Yu Jianping was still in a huge shock, sat down on the chair unconsciously, his eyes were in a trance.
Seeing Wu Guoliang busy back and forth, he asked: "Guoliang, I remember you had gray hair at that time, like an old man, why are you so much younger now?" Even your hair is black and shiny, quite small Good decades.
Wu Guoliang came over with a teacup, stroked the black hair on his head, and felt a little complacent: "How about the hair transplant I just had, does it look natural?"
He brought his face closer to Yu Jianping again, and let him see the faint wrinkles: "What did I slap..." After thinking for a long time, he patted his thigh, "Hyaluronic acid!"
Money is really a good thing. Who would have thought that a person who was about to die more than ten years ago can still do medical beauty and hair transplantation now.
Yu Jian was about to pass out, which completely overturned her traditional understanding of Yu Jianping's circle of friends.
She was worried, if she agreed to find Master Bai An, would it be reliable...
Yu Jianping shrank back, and asked again: "How do you have so much money?"
Speaking of this, Wu Guoliang felt a little complacent. He mysteriously took out a newest mobile phone from his pocket, tapped it, and stretched it out in front of Yu Jianping, beckoning him to look at it under his puzzled eyes.
Yu Jianping lowered his head, his eyes widened suddenly, wow, there are so many zeros, his fingertips clicked one by one, there are millions of them!
"How is it? Awesome?" Wu Guoliang put away his phone, raised Erlang's legs and began to shake his legs, "After you leave, I will live here by myself. Even if someone like me dies, I probably won't Someone would know that I was sick again that year, and I felt so burned that I couldn’t see the sun tomorrow, so I took the last bit of money and bought lottery tickets. Guess what happened?”
Yu Jian interjected weakly: "You have won the lottery."
Wu Guoliang slapped his palm: "That's right! Even God thinks I'm too pitiful, and it's a great fortune! I won this number." He stretched out a finger and shook it.
"Ten million...?" Yu Jian asked weakly.There is no way, her uncle Yu Jianping is already petrified at this moment.
"No, no, no," Wu Guoliang said contemptuously as he shook his head with his raised fingers, "What is [-] million! I won [-] million!"
"Kang lang——" Yu Jianping couldn't bear it any longer, he almost fell off the bench, he didn't dare to write like that in this f*cking novel——
……
In the yard, except for the powerful panting of the big yellow dog, everyone else was silent.
Yu Jian looked and looked at each other, and bravely spoke first: "Well, Uncle Wu..."
He was interrupted by Wu Guoliang just after starting, he squinted and asked, "Are you his daughter?"
"No, no, no," Yu Jian waved her hand, "I'm Uncle Jianping's niece."
"Yu Jianping, I'm not the only brother of yours?" Where are the other brothers?Wu Guoliang felt unbalanced again.
Yu Jianping suddenly stretched out his foot, gave her a small kick, and then said, "This is Jianguo's daughter. Yu Jianguo, I told you."
"Oh..." Wu Guoliang elongated his voice, "Is that your godfather's son? Why? He also came to the capital?"
He is in the Sixth Ring Road, so he doesn't know much about some information.Yu Jianping told him about the situation after he left, and about opening Yu's restaurant.
"Let me just say, you must be doing well. Otherwise, why would you not come to me!" Wu Guoliang sighed, and patted him on the shoulder, "You are young and energetic, and you insist on getting ahead. Jianping , there are so many living beings, how can there be so many outstanding people?"
Yu Jianping kept silent. In the past ten years, he was barely above the food and clothing line. He had some savings, but not much. He stayed at a breakfast shop every day, and he didn't dare to recall the big words he once said.
"But it doesn't matter. Your old brother and I have money now. We brothers used to depend on each other for our lives. In the future, we will rely on this money to provide for the elderly together. I will keep it for you!" Wu Guoliang said again.
Yu Jianping said bitterly: "How can I ask for your money, you have been taking care of me before, if there is a steamed bun, you always have to share half of it with me..." He rambled on for a long time.
But Yu Jian was anxious to death, when did Uncle Jianping talk about serious things...
As soon as the idea came up, I heard Yu Jianping say, "I'm here because I need your help with something."
"What's the matter? The two of us are still so polite." Although we haven't seen each other for a while, Wu Guoliang has no grievances at all. After a short period of passion, he returned to his former big brother.
Yu Jianping paused, and said word by word: "I want you to be a white case master again."
As soon as these words came out, the smile on Wu Guoliang's face froze. He looked at Yu Jianping incredulously, with a sense of jumping: "Jianping! You clearly know me..."
Knowing that the meridian in one hand is broken, even if I hold a knife, I can't get back the feeling of the past.The pastry technique is so complicated, even if you miss it, you will miss it by a thousand miles. How can you still be a white case master? !
He lowered his hands dejectedly, shook his head, and replied with a sense of loss: "I'm afraid I can't help you with this."
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