I have become popular in modern times with food

Chapter 386

Brother Ye looked at Yu Jian and fell into deep thought again, and stopped disturbing her, and turned over the freezer on his own.His sister just sent a lot of fresh meat and vegetables, filling up the already bottomed out freezer.

"Sister, why don't we make horse intestines Naren?" Brother Ye did not know where to find the wrapped meat of horse intestines that had been stored for a long time. The taste after cooking is eloquent.

This sentence interrupted Yu Jian's thoughts. She raised her eyes to see the young man's greedy look, pursed her lips and smiled: "Okay, then hurry up and knead the dough. This is the first time we've made Machang Naren this year." , be more prepared."

In winter, one of the best meats in Xinjiang is horse meat.The production of horse intestine meat is very cumbersome. The fat and thin horse ribs are cut open, the most tender meat is selected, marinated in snow and water, and carefully inserted into the horse intestines.Protected by casings, the horse meat is dried over charcoal smoke.With the rapid freezing of temperature, it can keep fresh to the maximum extent.After waiting for a few days, the frozen meat was evenly dehydrated in the pyrotechnics, and the surface layer also changed to caramel color. The fat overflowing from the meat slowly infiltrated the casing, and the aroma quietly came out.

The horse intestines in his hand should have been marinated by Chef Li of the restaurant last year. Both ends were tied tightly with cotton rope, one knot after another. When you get close, you can smell the unique smell of horse meat.

Yu Jian took out the big stewing pot, put the horse intestines into it, added cold water and started to simmer.The smoked horse intestines already have a little taste. When the fire is boiled, put a little salt and cook for an hour on a low heat to make the meat soft and rotten.

On the other side, Brother Ye is making hand-rolled Naren noodles.Naren is noodles with a width of half an inch. Because they are rolled by hand, they taste unusually chewy and springy.

After listening to Yu Jian's words, even though his hands were already sore, Brother Ye still made two full baskets. Looking at the white and tender noodles stacked together, he felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

Because I ate Naren today, the free soup was replaced with rich-flavored milk tea.After all, in the hearts of Xinjiang people, milk tea and Naren are a perfect match.There are still four kinds of stir-fried dishes, without too many tricks, just a little adjustment in the production of vegetables.

As the time for the stewing of the horse intestines approached, several people outside the door quietly sniffed their noses.The assistant felt a little dazed when he smelled this strange fragrance that he had never smelled before. He smacked his mouth twice and muttered to himself: "What is this smell?" , and the tighter and tighter it was, the more he let him get on top.

The proprietress sniffed it carefully, but smiled: "Oh, it's not horse intestines! Fortunately, these two people know how to cook it, I almost forgot..." Lao Li told her when he left, don't forget There was still smoked horse intestines in the back kitchen, but after all the busy work, it was forgotten again.

"Horse...horse meat?" The assistant was dumbfounded, a little unbelievable, his voice trembling, "Is...is that the horse I thought of?"

These Chinese people are so scary!Why do you still eat horse meat? ?In his impression, the horse is a good friend of mankind, and the equestrian show is even more colorful.The horse that the boss raises in the horse farm is also good, fat and healthy, if he treats him better, he will like it more.By the way, what's the name of that horse...

"Louise."

"That's right! That's the name..." The assistant clapped his hands together, and at the same time he suddenly realized that his facial features were distorted in an instant.How does the boss know what he is thinking?Could it be that he has the ability to read minds? ?

Tang Yuan gave him a cool look, and from his crooked facial features, he knew that he definitely couldn't think of anything good in his head!Sure enough, he actually missed his horse...

The proprietress looked at the unnaturalness on the faces of the two, and explained: "The horse meat we eat is from farmed horses, which is very nutritious. If you can eat it a few times in early winter, you will be in good health throughout the year !"

However, after explaining and explaining, the expressions of these two people are still respectful.The proprietress grinned her eight teeth, waiting for a slap in the face.

……

As time went by, many diners naturally flooded into the restaurant.

"Teacher, are you really going back to your hometown?" The middle school student in the team followed behind the middle-aged man and asked reluctantly, "Then are you coming back?"

The middle-aged man's eyes were a little melancholy. Looking at the child with dark skin and long eyelashes, he touched his head and said apologetically, "I don't know either."

He came here to teach.From the panic on the first day to the habit now, it is the change of his state of mind, and it is his love for these children.But now, his teaching time is up, and he also wants to go back to his hometown to accompany his elderly and frightened parents.

As for whether he can come back again, he really doesn't know.

The middle school student turned around, hugged the middle-aged man's waist, and sobbed: "I can't bear you..."

The middle-aged man sighed, patted him on the back, and comforted him: "I won't leave until the beginning of next spring! Come on, it's our turn to cook."

The middle school student wiped away his tears and let him go, but there was still some crying in his voice: "It won't be long."

"You go back to your seat first, and I will serve you Naren later." Yu Jian said as she prepared dishes for the middle-aged man's dinner plate.

The middle-aged man laughed: "It's just a coincidence, I ate horse meat as soon as I came here!"

When I passed by the proprietress, I still didn’t forget to say hello, and said in a low voice: “I’ll pay for their meals later, don’t take money from the children.”

The proprietress glared at him: "Just your meager salary, is it enough?"

The middle-aged man chuckled twice: "A few meals at your place are enough."

This conversation was overheard by Tang Yuan, who was closest to the cash register. After the middle-aged man left, he heard the proprietress sigh in a low voice: "They say that the conditions here are poor and the children are suffering, but it's miserable." Where there are only children, these supporting teachers, that is the real hard work..."

Tang Yuan's ears twitched, thinking about this sentence silently, an idea suddenly came to his mind.

Not far away, the students were not in high spirits. Even the most nutritious and uncommon Machang Naren had already been served, and everyone was lacking in interest.It was the middle-aged man who rubbed the chopsticks in both hands, and took the lead in swallowing.

The thickly sliced ​​horse intestines are fat and thin, and the lean meat is covered with fat and tender fat, with a smoky smell after being fired with fruit wood, chewing slowly in the mouth, the more you chew, the more fragrant, after swallowing , and a special aroma returned to the mouth, leaving a fragrance on the lips and teeth...

(End of this chapter)