Recently, a Yao doubted whether she was regarded as a Fortune Cat?

The business of the snack bar is not good, but every time she comes out of the kitchen and sits down, even if she drinks a cup of tea, more than one guest comes to the door, one after another, so that she has to go back to the kitchen to work in the dark.

Business is getting better. The boss's wife has more smiles on her face. Let a Yao come out and sit down. It's best to sit where you can see at the door.

It's winter. Ah Yao suggested not to stir fry for the time being so that it won't be cold soon. It's better to make something like mutton soup, dumplings, chicken soup noodles, steam pot chicken and rice noodles across the bridge. The soup is covered with a layer of grease. She's not afraid that it won't be hot soon. When she's full, she leaves warm all over.

Now she's making money. The landlady thinks it's no problem to buy mutton several times a month. She's afraid that the guests will only come for a short time. Won't they lose money if they don't come in the future? She hasn't let go to make mutton Yang for the time being, but she's curious about what steam pot chicken and bridge rice noodles are. Let a Yao try it.

A Yao said she was not in a hurry. She ordered some pottery bowls and made them in a few days.

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One of the daily activities of Dali temple is to discuss what to eat at noon.

Today is no exception. A group of people share what they have eaten in the restaurant Street while working. They share delicious food and bad food.

Recently, a new cook came to the sun Niang's foot shop at the corner of restaurant street. The noodles in sesame oil chicken soup are delicious

Lei commented: "which one? Her chicken soup is really rich. "

Ting commented: "what you said, why haven't I heard of it?"

"Not long after you moved to the capital, I didn't know that sun Niang's foot shop was normal. Their family made husband and wife files. A dish of husband and wife lung tablets made people's fingers move. Unfortunately, the chef suddenly died of illness and their family declined. Until recently, a cook with good skills was recruited, which made the salted fish turn over. I'll take you guys while there's no case today? Most of the two adults, prison Cheng and Xing Cheng, are not free? " The master Book asked the silent man over there.

"Busy." You Zhigu Cheng and Zuo Duanxing Cheng spoke in unison.

The master Book shrugged. The right prison governor was the temple governor who was in charge of interrogating the prisoners in Dali prison, while the left judge was the temple governor who was responsible for reviewing the internal and external memorials made by the Secretary and commenting on the details. His duties were different, and he was often too busy to find the north.

"What are you talking about?"

Another man stepped into the door with his hands down, and his tone was like a flower cat who smelled the smell of dried fish.

"Lord mo." Youzhi prison Cheng, Zuo Duanxing Cheng and others heard someone's voice, stopped what they were doing and got up.

Mo xingle said, "you two are so serious. Smile to your colleagues. The world is beautiful. Master book, where are you going to eat? Would you mind taking me one? "

"With pleasure."

So as soon as the Dali temple food team arrived, they changed into their regular clothes and set off to the sun Niang's foot shop in restaurant street.

The ordered pottery bowls and steamers were delivered today. A Yao commanded people to move the pottery bowls in. The old diner sat in the shop and chatted with melon seeds. Seeing this, he asked, "are you going to make new dishes?"

"Yes, your eyesight. Yao Zhu said he would make bridge rice noodles and steamed chicken today. "

"Isn't there anything else to cook today?" Another diner asked if he had come to eat sesame oil chicken soup noodles. The flower carving drunk chicken tasted good. The flower carving penetrated into the chicken and the chicken was tender. Then he turned back to visit. But the landlady said that ah Yao had ground rice paste all morning to make rice noodles in order to cross the bridge - ah Yao was the only cook in the store. She focused on new dishes and probably didn't take into account the original dishes.

Sure enough, the landlady nodded, "sorry, today the store only supplies bridge rice noodles and steam pot chicken, and tomorrow we'll make sesame oil chicken soup noodles."

Some people want to eat noodles in sesame oil chicken soup. They have never heard of bridge rice noodles. Diners who are not interested in trying new ones have to leave with regret.

"Landlady, you should have confidence in your little Yao Zhu cook. He must have a stuffed nose when he leaves. He has to stay with this soup." The diner, whose melon seeds were piled into a hill, took a sip intoxicatingly: "O (* ￣▽ ￣ *) O is fragrant."

A Yao in the kitchen didn't know what was happening outside. She took the pottery bowl and the specially made steam pot. She warmed the steam pot with hot water and ginger slices, poured out the water, cut the small local chicken into pieces, put green onions, ginger slices and a little salt, covered the cover and steamed it in the pot.

The materials for preparing rice noodles across the bridge are cumbersome. Rice is ground into fine powder, steamed, pressed into vermicelli, boiled in hot water and rinsed in cold water. The soup of fat hens, old ducks and pig bones began to stew early in the morning.

The ingredients are fast. Pork tenderloin, chicken breast and duck gizzard are sliced, tofu slices and carrots are scalded and cut into shreds, coriander and leek flowers are cut into sections, and the city is surrounded by shredded ginger and Magnolia slices. A plate of rice noodles is filled in the middle, while white gourd slices are cooked, put into a bowl in advance, add salt and scallion, and finally a spoonful of soup is boiled, and you can take it out.

"So fast?" The old diner was surprised. Looking at the noodles served, there was no heat in the soup, and he was puzzled by a plate of raw side dishes next to him“ How to eat? "

"Be careful! There is a thick layer of oil on it. It doesn't smoke. It's actually hot. " A Yao quickly stopped him from scooping up the soup. If he took this bite, his tongue would be burned and temporarily lose consciousness“ You put the rice noodles and ingredients down slowly, and the meat slices will be cooked after rinsing in the soup. "

According to the words of the diner, he stirred the rice noodles in the soup with chopsticks and rinsed the chicken breast twice in the soup. As expected, the meat color gradually turned white. "Hey, there's a mystery. If I take it home, the soup will still be hot when I get home?"

"Yes, it is said that the little lady took it across the Jiuqu bridge to deliver rice to the scholars in the lake. In winter, she found that the rice noodles were still hot in the Lake Pavilion, so it was named cross bridge rice noodles." A Yao explained.

"What about the steamer chicken?" The diner continued.

"Not so fast. It will take at least an hour."

The rice noodles across the bridge are covered with a layer of chicken oil. It is not as strong and eye-catching as sesame oil chicken soup noodles, but it tastes very comfortable. Pasta absorbs the soup and tastes soft and rotten for a long time, but rice noodles will not. After soaking the soup for a long time, it is still clear and refreshing. The most important thing is that there are many ingredients for rice noodles across the bridge, and they can rinse by themselves. It is very fresh.

As soon as a Yao sat down in the store, she welcomed the food group of Dali temple.

"Landlady, I don't smell sesame oil chicken soup noodles. What delicious food have you made today?" As soon as the master came in, he asked. He looked around. There were a few people in the store today, but the noodles they ate, a dish of side dishes and a bowl of soup looked very fresh. He was familiar with the way to ask his colleagues to sit down and turn the adjacent table into a big table.

"Yao Zhu?"

"Ah?" A Yao heard someone calling him and looked back

Who called her?

A pair of hands shook in front of her. The man bent down and squatted and smiled: "you don't remember me. I owe you that I took the trouble to run a case for you when I was in Nanxun."

Nanxun, case.

A Yao slowly opened her mouth in surprise, stepped back and pointed at him, "handsome boy, who are you!"