The lonely foodie

The mutton in the vegetable market today is good. The authentic black goat meat has fine fiber, tender and delicious, and has a small smell of mutton.

As soon as Mo Bai and Ivan walked to the meat stall, the mutton boss warmly invited them to buy some mutton back home. The black goat raised in the forest was slaughtered early in the morning, and the meat was still fresh.

Ivan doesn't like to eat mutton. He thinks mutton has a strong smell, so he resisted.

"5 catties of lamb scorpion, 2 catties of lamb shoulder, and 2 catties of lamb belly."

"Hey, the boss wants to stew it, right?" The boss cut the meat neatly, and chatted up with Mo Bai with a smile, "The boss is an expert, and the stewed soup with lamb and scorpion is the best. Calcium, lamb breast and lamb brisket are the most tender and smooth, and the fatty meat will not be greasy when eaten.”

If the mutton is braised in soy sauce, or used to make kebabs, it is still edible, but if it is stewed, it has a strong smell. Some people like that taste, but Ivan can't eat it.

Back at the hot pot restaurant, it was another busy day. Since Zhang Yan’s hot pot interview was broadcast, the number of customers at Heping Hot Pot Restaurant has increased day by day, and he was busy all day without touching the ground. After closing the shop at night, Ivan suffered from leg cramps He even consulted online whether he needed to take Ju Neng Gai.

After the customer service knew that he was under 20 years old, he told him that he didn't need to take medicine, it might be due to lack of exercise, and more exercise would be good.

Ivan: I just exercise too much fucking.

Mo Bai took a spoonful of spring water and soaked the mutton ingredients bought in the morning in cold water, and then he and Ivan worked on the hot pot ingredients.

Soak the mutton for two or three hours to soak out the blood in the meat, and then put the meat in a pot under cold water. After the water boiled, blood froth gushed out of the pot, and the smell of mutton overflowed.

Ivan was stirring the bottom of the hot pot and frowned when he smelled the smell of mutton.

Mobai took a large spoon to beat off the floating foam in the pot, and did this several times until the bottom of the soup became clear. Small fire, boil slowly.

High fire produces thick soup, while low fire produces clear soup. High fire can make the fat and protein in the meat and bones overflow quickly, so the soup will be as thick as milk.

When stewed on a low fire, the protein in the meat and bones will not overflow, and the final soup is as clear as water, but it has the unique fragrance of meat.

The mutton soup was simmered with spices, and customers at noon came into the shop one after another.

Table No. 1 red soup Jiugong grid, hairy tripe, duck intestines, tribute dishes, fish tofu, vermicelli, baby dishes, fat beef rolls, five flower rolls...

Table No. 2 mandarin duck pot, side dishes Flammulina velutipes, beef rolls, pork tenderloin, potatoes, yuba, dried tofu...

Table 3...

With five or six layers of ingredients stacked in each hand, Ivan shuttled nimbly among the five tables, and even took the time to say hello to the people waiting outside and thank them for their patience.

His current physical strength is many times better than when he stayed up all night before, but after a noon greeting, he still feels his body is hollowed out.

From [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] in the afternoon, there will be almost no customers entering the store again. At this stage, we must take the time to rest and recuperate, and there is still a tough battle to be fought at night.

After the last guest left, Ivan didn't care whether the floor was dirty or not, so he just lay down on the porch, explaining what it means to be "tired and paralyzed" with actions.

Mo Bai carried a white porcelain basin the size of a washbasin, walked to the corridor, stretched out his foot and kicked Ivan, "Get up, I will give you some energy."

He also knows about "energy". Recently, Qu Mobai has really learned a lot of new vocabulary online, and his speech is not as polite as it was a few months ago.

Ivan buried his head in his arms, "No, I don't like mutton."

Mo Bai kicked him again, "Don't lie on the ground, be careful to catch a cold."

Ivan lay still, Mobai stepped over him, put the pot of mutton with soup and meat on a small bamboo table in the corridor, sprinkled some salt, pepper, cumin, green onion, coriander, and told Ivan , "Bring two bowls."

Reluctantly, Ivan got up from the ground and went into the kitchen to get a bowl. He was so busy just now that his face was covered with sweat, but now that the cool wind blew, Ivan only felt chills all over his body. After thinking about it, he directly took two bowls. only bowl.

Mo Bai saw that what Ivan brought back were two bowls, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to eat again?"

"I feel a little cold." Ivan said, "Eat some mutton to keep you warm."

Mo Bai served him a bowl of mutton soup, and warned, "Add a spoonful of hot sauce to the soup, it's hot."

Perhaps because of the addition of fennel and other spices, the mutton soup this time has no strong smell, but the meat has been simmered for two hours.

After eating the hot mutton soup, Ivan burped contentedly, "Hey, brother, you didn't add the spices specially for me, did you? Don't mention it, the smell of mutton is much lighter after cooking this way, it's delicious! "

Mo Bai was bending over to pack the dishes, when he heard this, he raised his head and looked at him inexplicably, "Have you ever eaten water basin lamb?"

Yes, let's pretend to be affectionate again.

"Meow~"

Hearing the reputation, Ivan grabbed Mo Bai's skirt and exclaimed, "Brother, Xiao Huihui..."

Caddakes' blue cat jumped on the table meowing and yelling at them.

"Is this cat hungry?" Ivan said, "It's very tempered."

Mobai gave the blue cat a bowl of mutton, and it ate it hungrily with a growl.

When the cat lowered its head, they all saw that there was a deep scar on the cat from the top of its head to its neck. It hadn't bled at the moment, but the scar was very deep, and bones could even be seen in one place, which looked shocking.

"Brother?" Ivan raised his head to look at Qu Mobai, his voice trembling a little.

"It's okay." Qu Mobai's voice was steady and quiet. After all, he has experienced big storms and killed people with his own hands. This is not a big deal. "You see, it can eat and dance, and I will deal with it later. Just the wound."

"Do it yourself?" Ivan said, "Let's take it to the pet hospital and let the doctor see it."

On the collar of the blue cat is a sticker that was removed from the supermarket just like before. There is a line of beautiful small characters written on it. Looking at the font, it is from the same person as the note that wrote "Save me" last time. This time Only wrote two words, "call the police".

Ivan leaned over to take a look, and exclaimed ah.

Mo Bai put away the note, and asked suddenly, "What did you just say? Pet hospital?"

"Oh." Ivan glanced at the time, "The dinner guests are about to arrive,"

After eating and drinking, the blue cat was temporarily isolated in the corner of the corridor.

With the footsteps of the first customer stepping up the steps, Heping Hot Pot Restaurant ushered in a small peak of dinner.

It was another tiring day to see off the last guest, but there were still many things waiting for them to do, first to report to the police, and then to send the cat to the pet hospital.

They were received by a police officer surnamed Huang at the police station, who left the note Ivan and the others brought, and asked them to go back after taking notes to keep the phone open.

I don't know why, but Officer Huang's calmness made the two people who had been jumping around all day feel a lot more at ease.

After arriving at the pet hospital, the doctor did a routine examination first. While waiting for the examination results, the blue cat stayed quietly in the isolation room and took a nap.

Ivan was paralyzed on the sofa in the lobby with his eyes empty, while Qu Mobai visited this unheard of "pet hospital" back and forth.

The hospital windows are bright and clean, and the white marble floor is not stained. The reception lobby is a long corridor with special inpatient rooms and operating rooms on both sides of the corridor.

After observing this decent hospital, Mo Bai sat down on the sofa next to Ivan, and facing them was the white wall of the hospital, which was written in pink paint:

my favorite thing

Dried fish, canned food and you

A naive Garfield is drawn below.

Mo Bai pointed to the writing on the wall, and asked, "What is dried fish?"

Ivan was stunned for two seconds, then stood up abruptly, rushed to the shelf where pet supplies were placed, grabbed a bag of dried fish and a can, and rushed back in a few steps.

"Here! This is dried fish, and this is canned food."

While speaking, things almost hit Qu Mobai's face.

"Understood." Qu Mobai nodded, "Put it back, you didn't even say hello, it's not good to just take other people's things."

Ivan returned the things, came back and continued to slump on the sofa, "Qu Mobai, sometimes I wonder if you have traveled here."

"What does time travel mean?"

"Yes." Ivan sighed, "Pretend I didn't say it." After a pause, "Hey, do you know what Garfield is?"

Mo Bai shook his head.

"Garfield is a cat, and Garfield is its name. Let me tell you a story about Garfield."

"it is good."

"One day, Garfield got lost and was sold to a pet store. He was in great pain, fearing that he would never be able to return home. Finally, one day, Jon walked into the pet store..."

"Who is Jon?"

"..." Ivan pulled the hair on his forehead angrily, "Master Garfield, please don't interrupt, okay? I... Where did I say it?"

"Jon walked into the pet store."

"Yes." Ivan continued, "Finally, one day, Jon walked into the pet store and saw Garfield. They were all overjoyed and bought Garfield home."

"At the end of the story, Garfield turned his back to the setting sun and said: I will never ask Jon why he walked into the pet shop that day."

The story ends.

Mo Bai asked, "Why didn't you ask?"

"How would I know?" Ivan paused after answering, "Maybe it's because I'm afraid of getting an answer I don't want, for example, did Jon go to a pet store to buy a new cat?"

"You should ask." Mo Bai said, "Maybe he just went to the pet store to find his own cat, why should he regret it?"

At this point, the veterinarian in a white coat came out of the laboratory and smiled at them, "The cat has nothing else to do, it's just that it is in estrus now, and the wound on the head may be caused by the estrus fighting with other male cats. After treating the wound, go back to rest for a few days and take the medicine on time, there will be no problem."

At the end, the doctor explained, "When a cat is in heat, it is quite easy to get hurt. Parents may consider neutering."

When the blue cat heard this, the tiger's body shook.