Great Imperial Merchant

Vegetarian Mixed Vegetables is actually a rather simple cold dish, but the advantage is that it can maintain the original taste. Four or five ingredients in a dish can guarantee freshness.As long as Yang Zhongyuan is not afraid of trouble and makes new ones every day, it will be a selling point of this small noodle shop.

After blanching diced carrots, diced celery, and small cauliflower pieces, Yang Zhongyuan changed the pot of water again, and put the bowl of red-skinned peanuts into the pot to cook. No need to add salt in this process, until the peanuts are cooked After that, it is salted together with other ingredients.

When it’s time to eat it the next day, season it with a little sugar, vinegar, and soy sauce, and add a drop or two of sesame oil at the end to enhance the aroma of the whole dish to the extreme.

In the hot summer, it is also very enjoyable to eat a big bowl of hot noodle soup with light carrots and peanuts.

Because the silver noodles in chicken soup are full of flavor, he made this cold dish extremely light, with very little salt, which only improves the refreshing taste and does not overwhelm the original taste of the noodles.

Cheng Weizhe is right, his main specialty is noodle, no matter how many kinds of cuisines he can cook, how complex and exquisite the dishes are, they are useless in this small noodle shop right now, as long as he cooks well This bowl of noodles is it.

Yang Zhongyuan worked very quickly. When all the ingredients were prepared and the sky was still bright outside, he turned his head to see Cheng Weizhe was still sitting there drinking water, and said, "You have nothing to do in the shop? Why are you always slacking off with me? "

"I'm wronged, and I'm being lazy when I come here? I've done a lot of work!" Cheng Weizhe said, looking at the two pots of ingredients that had been processed by Yang Zhongyuan.

Yang Zhongyuan blushed, and said: "Okay, thank you, didn't I treat you to dinner? There is still half a pot of red bean rice left at noon, and I will make it into porridge for dinner. What do you want to eat as dry food?"

Cheng Weizhe rolled his eyes and thought for a while, and suddenly had an idea: "I just saw half a pumpkin in the empty room, why not steam the pumpkin tonight."

It's the season to eat pumpkins, the food delivery man came to him yesterday, he saw the new pumpkins on the car, thought Cheng Weizhe liked to eat them, so he bought an extra one to keep, and it really came in handy today.

"Okay, that's easy. Is one soup enough to eat at night?" Yang Zhongyuan couldn't stay idle, and he wanted to look for it in the empty room, and then make a cold dish to clear his mouth.

Cheng Weizhe saw that he was like a spinning top and never had a moment to spare, so he stretched out his hand to grab his wrist: "Okay, okay, it's just the three of us eating, why are you so fussy? Come here and have a rest, you're busy at night."

His hands are big and hot, and they are more powerful than when he could only hold a pen before. Yang Zhongyuan was pulled so tightly by him, and he couldn't shake it after two shakes, so he had to turn around and look at him: "This What is work, you don’t want to eat it, my father still wants to eat it, let go, I’ll just make a simple one.”

Seeing his insistence, Cheng Weizhe could only sigh, let go and let him go.

Yang Zhongyuan knew that he meant well, so after he brought back two preserved eggs from the side room, he smiled at him again: "You, I'm a young man in my twenties, and now I have a shop, you It is not more tiring to say that the family has a field to work in the field."

What he said was true, but Cheng Weizhe always felt that Yang Zhongyuan was still that little young master, and whenever he saw him working, he always felt uncomfortable.It doesn't matter if he does it by himself, but this bamboo horse playmate, he always wants him to be the same as before, carefree, don't have to worry about trivial matters, and don't have to worry about working hard.

He didn't know why he did this, but he knew in his heart that from the day Yang Zhongyuan came back, he and Zhou Quanxu had been included in his future plans.Subconsciously, he thought that the three of them were a family, and the others, even if they were related by blood, were not considered relatives.

Relatives and relatives must first go on a blind date in order to be harmonious and beautiful, and to be reunited and happy.

Yang Zhongyuan peeled off the shell of the preserved egg and soaked it in the water. At the same time, he took a hot pepper, two millet peppers, and a small piece of ginger, finely chopped it into pieces. The preserved egg with ginger juice and hot pepper is a more appetizing cold dish, but Slightly spicy, it tastes a little heavier in summer.

But it just so happens that today's main course is soup, and the taste is a bit light. The combination of the two dishes is really wonderful.

Cheng Weizhe saw that he had prepared a cold dish in a short time, so he could only admire: "You are really suitable to be a chef. This skill and this combination are really perfect."

He is never stingy with his words when he praises others. Yang Zhongyuan was so happy when he praised him, he immediately dug a small spoonful of preserved egg with ginger sauce and pepper with soy sauce, vinegar, salt, and a little sugar, and put it to Cheng Weizhe's mouth: "I'm sorry for that." Love to listen, I will give you a taste first."

This action was a bit intimate, but Yang Zhongyuan didn't notice it, and Cheng Weizhe didn't remind him, he just opened his mouth with Yang Zhongyuan's hand, and swallowed the full preserved egg in one gulp.

Preserved egg is a very magical ingredient. Its original taste is a bit strong, but after adding more strong soy sauce, vinegar and ginger juice, it can be full of fragrance.The egg white is full of elasticity, but the yolk is sticky and rich. Accompanied by the spicy green pepper, the sour and salty taste with a little sweetness immediately permeates the tip of the tongue.

Cheng Weizhe swallowed this mouthful of preserved eggs carefully, and took a long breath of relief: "It's delicious, no matter what Xiao Yuan does, I taste much better than others, and I don't know why."

"That's that, it doesn't matter who I am!" Yang Zhongyuan was even more proud. Even though he had been trained in the smart and capable all these years, when facing Cheng Weizhe, he was always led by his thoughts, and he didn't know is why.

Anyway, Cheng Weizhe would never harm him. Although Yang Zhongyuan himself knew this, he didn't care at all.

In his opinion, the two of them are best friends, and it is only natural that they think about each other.From childhood to adulthood, Cheng Weizhe has always devoted himself to him, and he has never forgotten it.

"Are you staying in the shop tonight?" Yang Zhongyuan covered the prepared cold dishes with a cover, looked at the weather outside, and prepared to start making noodles for the evening.

"Well, I've been living in a shop recently, and the house is a mess, so it's annoying to go back." Cheng Weizhe helped him gather firewood from the yard, and squatted aside to watch him burn it.

"I won't be here tomorrow, so don't be too tired yourself, and I won't come back at night, just do something simple." Cheng Weizhe looked at his face flushed by the fire, but still worriedly told him.

Yang Zhongyuan glanced at him and murmured in a low voice: "It's alright, alright, I'm not your son, I worry more than my father."

Cheng Weizhe reached out and patted his shoulder, and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, you are my brother!"

Yang Zhongyuan, who was younger, was overjoyed, and then asked him: "How about I steam some scallion fried rice rolls for you to take with you at night, so that you won't have nothing to eat in the outer city."

"No need," Cheng Weizhe shook his head, "I asked the master Baian in the shop to steam a tray of meat dragon for me today, it's hot in summer, so I can eat it empty-handed.

The meat dragon is actually a flower roll with minced meat added, the method is more complicated and delicate, and the taste is naturally better.Some Baian masters like to make a long strip, and then cut it into small pieces the size of steamed buns, so the name Meat Dragon has been used like this. Yang Zhongyuan was quite happy when he heard that Cheng Weizhe had already made plans, but when he thought about eating, it was not him. He did, and he was a little upset.

"Next time you tell me earlier, I'm sure I'm better than your master Baian. We can cook anything we want." Yang Zhongyuan started the fire, opened the big pot and took a look inside.

Today's two chickens are a bit smaller than the ones bought yesterday, but they are just enough. He thought that if the business is good in the evening, he will sell them until the chicken soup runs out, which is also a gimmick.

"Okay, when you're not busy in the store, I'll just come here every day." Cheng Weizhe stood up and helped him clean the table.

He found that Yang Zhongyuan has a slight obsession with cleanliness now, especially when it comes to eating. He always has to wash and wipe clean again and again to rest assured, and he is really not tired.

In order to let him do less work, Cheng Weizhe would rather come over and do more work, so that he can relax.

"How can you say you're not busy anymore? You should expect my business to get better and better. I really can't talk." Yang Zhongyuan gave him a white look, washed the parsley and shallots that had been washed, and then cut them into pieces. Mince for later use.

While the two were talking, guests gradually came to the door. Cheng Weizhe went back to the shop and watched for closing time, while Zhou Quanxu also walked from the backyard to the front shop, starting a new round of busy work.

He actually woke up a long time ago, but seeing the two children chatting well in the front, he felt that he shouldn't go to the front to disturb him, so he stayed in the backyard and read a book for a while.

Sure enough, there are not too few customers in the evening, because most of the people in the north are ordinary people, so many diners who come early in the morning are mostly out for work, and they naturally go home for dinner at night.There was not much chicken soup left in Yang Zhongyuan's pot. He sold [-] bowls of noodles, and he ran out of soup, so he had to close the door to thank customers.

Relatively early at night, there were fewer people at noon, and the closing time was early. Yang Zhongyuan threw the remaining chicken skeletons and other kitchen waste into the garbage at the alley, and hurried home to prepare dinner.

Boiling meatballs is actually a very simple soup dish, which is more home-cooked, especially in winter, when the family sits together, eating meatballs and drinking hot soup, it is really wonderful.

But it is really good to eat this in summer. The soup is not easy to get angry, and it is the most mild.

He cut the tomatoes into small pieces, put a little oil in the pan, and when the oil pan was hot, he put the tomatoes in and stir-fried vigorously, and when the red oil came out, he added the cabbage and stir-fried together.

This process is very fast, just stir fry twice, then add the hot water that has been boiled for a long time, add a small handful of fine vermicelli, and the soup is ready.

The rest, of course, is to boil the balls into the soup.

Yang Zhongyuan is very proficient in doing this. He uses a very small porcelain spoon to scoop a ball into the water, and then a round meatball is formed. A large bowl of meat filling is scattered into the pot in a short time, forming Meat balls rolled up and down one by one.

The next step was to wait for the vegetable soup to boil. Although hot water was added, there were a lot of vegetables in it, so Yang Zhongyuan stood aside and waited for a while before the pot boiled.

He hurriedly picked up the heavy iron pot, brought the largest porcelain soup bowl at home, and poured a large pot of boiled meatball soup into the bowl.In an instant, the smell of meat mixed with the aroma of cabbage rushed to the face, and the hotness directly hooked the mouth water.

Finally, Yang Zhongyuan sprinkled a handful of coriander into it, and dripped in two sesame oils, and a boiled meatball was completed.

When Cheng Weizhe walked into the backyard, he happened to see Yang Zhongyuan put the dishes on the table, a pot of soup, a refreshing cold dish, a pot of red bean porridge that was beaten a little bit thinly, and half a steamed sweet pumpkin. Very tempting.

Seeing him coming, Zhou Quanxu quickly pointed to the wooden basin next to him and said, "Wipe your face quickly, and we'll be eating now." As he said this, he went to the front and closed the door of the shop.

Cheng Weizhe wiped his face and washed his hands before he sat down at the table and took a deep breath: "It's so delicious, I think I can eat two bowls of rice."

Yang Zhongyuan said with a smile: "Eat it, eat it, it's enough."