Siheyuan: I stand for Xu Damao because he is my brother

Xu Jiang is an expert, so of course he knows that getting these rare and valuable things is like hitting the jackpot, and he has to listen to the mountain god.

If the mountain god is kind, you will be able to meet him; but if the mountain god is unhappy, or someone has violated a taboo, not only will people not be able to find the treasure, but disaster will befall them.

Anyway, he heard these stories from his masters many times when he was an apprentice.

After leaving Dazhalan, Xu Dacan found a secluded place and threw the Astragalus into the space. What one week? It’s redundant!

But it can't be taken out too easily, Xu Dacan plans to wait for ten days or half a month.

In addition, he had to send a telegram and ask his father Xu Hang to mail him some astragalus.

"..."

Dazhalan is less than 6 miles away from Wangfujing. Xu Dacan walked slowly towards it. When he arrived, Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e were not there yet.

After waiting for a few more minutes, I saw Xu Damao riding a bicycle and hurriedly arriving with Lou Xiao'e.

When Damao saw him, he felt bad: "Brother, have you been waiting for a long time? It's all my fault. I had a stomachache just before I left."

When parking the car nearby, Xu Damao blocked Lou Xiaoe's view with his back, carefully pulled up his sleeves, and revealed a bruise on his arm. He said to him, "Your sister-in-law pinched me. She lightly lifted a piece of skin on my arm with her fingernails, and then rotated it 180 degrees clockwise!"

Xu Dacan broke out in a cold sweat after hearing this, it was too fierce!

After entering, Xu Dacan discovered that the Donglaishun of this era was far less magnificent than when it was in apm later.

There is no decoration at all. There are a few paintings hanging on the wall, all of which depict the cityscape before liberation, telling people who come to eat that this is an old restaurant.

There are many square tables in the store. There are also private rooms, but they have no doors and are separated by gauze curtains.

People in this era generally value cost-effectiveness. For a few tables of guests, there is basically only one plate of meat on the table, and 2-3 plates of hot pot dishes. The better-off, like Xu Damao, will also order a plate of lamb blood and a bottle of Erguotou. (Don't argue, he always sells alcohol)

It's still a bit hot to eat mutton hotpot on this day.

There were flames coming out of the chimney in the middle of the copper pot, and there were bubbling sounds coming from the edge of the pot.

It was obvious that Damao and Lou Xiao'e ate it often. They prepared the dipping bowls skillfully and even prepared a bowl specially for Xu Dacan.

The sauce is also very particular, sesame paste, rice wine, chives, fermented bean curd, shrimp paste, soy sauce...

If you like spicy food, add some chili oil.

Xu Dacan only ordered chili oil but not shrimp paste. He really couldn't eat it because it was too strong!

Xu Dacan was the first to pour the wine and toasted Lou Xiaoe: "Sister-in-law, I was rude today. Please forgive me this time."

Xu Damao smiled like a seal, and he also put his arm around Lou Xiaoe's shoulders and helped to persuade her: "It's just a moth, Dacan is just trying to make the old lady happy."

Lou Xiao'e pushed his hand away impatiently: "Don't get close to me!"

This moth is quite aggressive...

Xu Dacan framed her just to speak for her in front of Xu Tao, and he had good intentions.

In addition, he was single and had to drink three cups as punishment, which made Lou Xiaoe so angry that she twisted his ear and said, "Be quiet, Xu Damao is enough to give me a headache!"

Xu Damao was unhappy: "Moth, how come I give you a headache?"

Lou Xiao'e was so angry that she exposed his shortcomings: "The way you drink makes you crazy! Forget that last time you drank too much, I had to hold the bicycle and you by myself!"

Do you know why Donglaishun’s mutton hotpot is so delicious?

Charcoal-fired copper pot, hand-cut fresh lamb. It doesn't work if it's chilled, because it won't taste as delicious if it's chilled.

When placing the mutton on the plate, the dish should be dry and the soup should be clear. No matter how much the mutton slices are melted in the plate, the soup should not be visible, and there should not be red soup (with blood foam).

When you put the mutton into the pot, there must not be endless foam in the pot, and there must not be any black foam!

This is the real mutton hotpot.

"..."

While eating hot pot, Xu Damao was not quiet. He showed off in front of Lou Xiaoe again: "Brother, do you know why there are so many hot pot restaurants, but theirs is the most famous?"

Xu Dacan really didn’t know that the first time he came to Jingye’s house in his previous life was in August 2008.

Xu Damao cleared his throat and pointed at the mutton proudly and said, "The sheep they use are all big-tailed sheep from Xiwuzhumuqin Banner, Xilingel League. They choose castrated rams that are two or three years old. They only take the top of the head, the crotch, the cucumber strips and the three forks, which are the most tender parts of the sheep."

It turns out that these terms already existed in 65. Xu Dacan thought that terms like "Diaolong" and "Shiren" only came into being after the reform and opening up.

It must be said that Xu Damao is a great eloquent person: "Eating shabu-shabu mutton can be divided into two types: the gentle and the martial. The gentle way is like us, eating it piece by piece, and the people sitting around the pot, each occupying the area in front of them.

Pick up a piece of mutton, put it in the pot, shake it, and take it out to check the heat. When it's almost done, drain the soup and dip it in seasonings, and enjoy it leisurely. "

Lou Xiao'e also said: "There is also a poet who published an article in the newspaper criticizing literary eating as "individualism"! The type of hot pot and the heat of the hot pot are all up to you. Everyone takes care of themselves, there is no need to make arrangements, and the table is deserted."

Xu Dacan was so amused that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Is this guy just idle?

After clinking glasses with Damao, Xu Dacan asked, "Brother, what is Wu Chi?"

Xu Damao proudly leaned back, put one arm on the back of the chair, and stretched out the other arm on the table, with a hint of "pointing fingers at the world": "This martial arts eating method is to shout at the waiter as soon as you enter the door, two pounds of mutton per person, give me twenty pounds first!"

Just this virtue

My goodness, what a bunch of good-for-nothings, right?

Lou Xiaoe smiled and hit Xu Damao, saying to him: "Don't listen to your brother. Wu Chi Ya chooses a host and pours the whole plate of meat into the pot.

Then he used chopsticks to stir the food and called out to everyone present: "Eat quickly!" The responders took the meat with big chopsticks, dipped it in the sauce, and took big bites. They ate and chewed it with big chopsticks, which was a rough and bold way of speaking.

The poet I told you about before particularly advocated "fighting for food", believing that fighting for food is collectivism, the water is shared, everyone can pick up a whole plate of meat and pour it into the pot, greet each other politely, and unite and love each other!"

These made Xu Dacan even more certain that the wet man was not only idle, but also a glutton...

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Time quickly came to the next week.

Monday, early in the morning.

Xu Dacan got up and went into the space first, took care of his personal hygiene, and harvested two portions of astragalus.

Compared with ginseng, the price of astragalus is much lower.

The price per kilogram is only 92 yuan. Even if you meet Xu Jiang, a sucker, you can ask for the highest price possible, and at most you can just add a zero at the end.

(Reference price: China Medicinal Materials Company, Haiyang County, Shandong Province, unified delivery invoice, June 1966, 6, half a catty of Astragalus, amount 1 yuan)