The Days of Opening a Restaurant on an Abnormal Earth

Jingle bell ~. Push open the glass sliding door, and the wind chime hanging above makes a nice sound. This small shop has a small area, and eight white stainless steel fast dining tables occupy the main position of the small shop. Each dining table is also paired with Windsor chairs, also made of stainless steel.

In the inner direction, a partition is made with a half wall to distinguish the location of the kitchen and the hall. From the decoration style and the scent wafting from the store, Jiang Hua was very sure that this was a restaurant, but he didn't know what it was selling. Well, it should not be a Shaxian snack. I didn't see the steamer and didn't taste the aroma of lo mei.

She felt a little familiar with the smell that lured Jiang Hua to push the door in, as if she often smelled it at breakfast.

Because of the sound of wind chimes, the owner of the small shop (should be the owner) noticed that there were guests coming in. He walked to the door of the semi-open kitchen and said in Jiang Hua's direction: "Welcome to our shop..."

The boss didn't finish his sentence, because he saw Jiang Hua coming in from the door of the store. A black slim-fit uniform, a tall man of 1.83 meters in shoes, with neat short hair and divine eyes. Walking forward gracefully, not like a model, but like a female guard of honor, a woman can be so heroic and handsome.

This kind of woman has always turned heads when she walks on the street. Whether it's a man or a woman, they can't help but look at her more, just like Li Yishan in her group, she often looks at herself with star eyes.

There are also many men staring at him on the road. Jiang Hua thinks he is quite attractive, and it is normal to attract the eyes of the opposite sex. It's just that he is too tall and his personal conditions are too good, and his temperament inexplicably gives people a strong feeling. That's why many courageous gangsters (men) only dare to look at her, and dare not strike up a conversation at all.

So when she saw the shopkeeper staring at her in a daze, she didn't care at all. Her size alone could make many third-class disabled men feel ashamed. (Jiang Hua: The saying of third-class disability comes from my mother, I just paraphrase.)

When the owner was looking at Jiang Hua, Jiang Hua was also looking at the boss at the same time. The height of 1.78 meters or 1.8 meters seems to be about the same as myself, but I don't know if I wear underwear to increase my height.

With a short face, a face with Chinese characters, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a straight nose, it gives people a sense of determination. This look is the proper protagonist in the old domestic movies of the 1970s and 1980s. Either play the police uncle or refer to soldiers and the like.

Twenty years earlier, this kind of aesthetic was quite popular, and he was a proper handsome guy. Now, although it looks handsome, it does not conform to the popular male and female aesthetics of many people.

The upper body is wearing a white chef's outfit, probably bought from a wholesale market, which doesn't fit well. And what I don't understand is why the chef of a cooking restaurant has the words "Happy Bakery" embroidered on his uniform. The lower body is matched with a pair of light gray trousers, which still don't fit well. Wearing a pair of unknown leather shoes on the feet, I don't know if they are artificial leather. But wearing leather shoes in the kitchen? Jiang Hua has reservations.

I don't know why, but the whole temperament and feeling of this man is outdated, or out of touch with the times. The whole temperament of this boss seems to return to the feeling of more than ten years ago. But this boss looks like twenty-seven or eighty-eight.

Jiang Hua looked around at the boss and found that the boss was still staring at her blankly, she couldn't help but said: "Boss, boss." Jiang Hua's inner os: Hey, young man, it's almost done.

It seems that Jiang Hua's opening reminder was useful. The boss who was staring blankly at Jiang Hua suddenly came back to his senses. He pointed to Jiang Hua's origin and said with a sigh: "I just mopped the ground~, ​​and now it is trampled dirty. gone."

"Ah?" Jiang Hua turned around and realized that he had left a string of shoe marks when he walked here from the gate. Oh, so it wasn't me. The water stains on the floor hadn't dried completely. It was indeed my own mistake. My dirty feet stepped on it and left stains.

"Don't move, don't move." The shop owner stopped Jiang Hua, who was about to lift his feet. He took out a mop and said, "Sit down, rub the soles of your shoes on the mop." Jiang Hua sat on the Windsor chair and rubbed the soles of his feet. After cleaning up the dust, the boss mopped up the shoe prints she had just stepped on.

"Are you here for dinner?" The boss asked Jiang Hua who was sitting after finishing everything. Jiang Hua, who just looked at the boss thoughtfully, came back to his senses and nodded: "I came in when I smelled the fragrance at the door of the store."

"Come here after smelling the fragrance." The shop owner's expression was a little complacent: "Originally, it is for maintenance today, and it will open tomorrow. The sign I ordered will arrive tomorrow. But since I came here after smelling the fragrance, I will make an exception and make one for you." , Let you be the first customer of this store! What do you want to eat?"

Jiang Hua raised his eyebrows: "What were you talking about just now?"

"Stir-fried shredded pork with pickled vegetables and bamboo shoots. Other dishes are fresh and delicious. But the shredded pork with pickled vegetables and bamboo shoots needs to be put in the pot overnight to be delicious. So prepare it first and save it for cooking tomorrow." The shop owner said Said: "Why do you want to try it? But there is no porridge now, it's too salty to eat empty-handed."

"Do you have noodles?" Jiang Hua thought that the fried pork with pickled vegetables, bamboo shoots and shredded pork would also be extremely delicious as a topping for noodles.

Pa~, the shop owner slapped his hands: "There are indeed. But it's not fresh noodles, but dry noodles. You can't make red soup noodles, or should I make you a bowl of rotten noodles?"

Jiang Hua glanced at the shop owner in surprise. This small shop is not big, but the shop owner knows a lot of things. She nodded and responded politely: "Okay, it's hard work."

"It's unfortunate, it's unfortunate." The shop owner waved his hands again and again: "I'll eat it for you now."

"Huh?" Why did Jiang Hua feel as if he was being taken advantage of inexplicably?

Rotten noodles, a very homely food in Huaihai City. In fact, many restaurants have not served rotten noodles for many years. Huaihai people who used to pay attention to arranging noodles would only make rotten noodles at home, thinking that this thing is not elegant. So although many people like it, it is rare to see it sold in restaurants.

Until the past few years, the old-fashioned taste has returned, and the rotten noodles have also begun to have a more gorgeous identity and packaging, and they have entered the high-end restaurants from ordinary people's tables in the streets and alleys.

Jiang Hua has also eaten rotten noodles a few times, but she still likes this kind of noodles. Although compared with the popular small noodles, burning noodles, and bedding noodles in her hometown, she always thinks that the noodles in Huaihai City have no taste, or the taste is too bland. But she has to admit that the rotten noodles are really a kind of fresh noodles that make people's eyebrows drop.

But the only thing that surprised Jiang Hua, especially when he ate it for the first time, was why this noodle was so rotten, it was like a paste if it was not cooked properly.

Jiang Hua looked at the shop owner who was preparing to make noodles and asked curiously: "Boss, I have a question for you. Why are these rotten noodles made so badly? They even lost the bite of the noodles."

The owner of the shop who was busy in the semi-open kitchen said without raising his head: "Rotty noodles, as the name suggests, there are some rotten noodles. This is a kind of food invented during a special difficult period. Because of the three-year food shortage, in order to Feed the people in the family, let alone feed it. At least it was made by cheating everyone's stomach."

"At that time, everyone had no food. In order to lie to the stomach, so that the stomach would not growl every day. So the aunt in Huaihai City thought of cooking the noodles more, and the bubbles swelled. The thin noodles were soaked into thick noodles, and the boiled noodles were not too watery. Rotten The noodle soup for noodles is the water for cooking noodles, because the water contains flour from noodles, so it is very sticky. In the past, a bowl of rice soup could save a life, and a bowl of flour water is also a great food. This sticky A sticky bowl of noodles, full."

"Life got better later, but there were still people who liked this bite and couldn't change it. It was like eating elm money leaves in the north, and it became a unique taste memory. But later on, it was more particular about making rotten noodles. The noodles won't work hard. It’s like cooking until it wants to melt completely. Instead, the noodle soup is slightly thickened and then stopped.”

"Moreover, there are too many ingredients in the noodle soup, instead of soy sauce and white water. Shrimp, shredded pork, green vegetables, and salted duck gizzards, which are a specialty of Huaihai City, are added to cook together. The taste is so fresh that we eat it now Improved. The original rotten noodles are not very tasty."

The shop owner said these things carefully, but the kung fu in his hands didn't stop for a moment. Throw a handful of dry fine noodles into a pot of boiling water and cook. Unlike ordinary boiled noodles, the battered noodles take significantly longer to cook.

Now the rotten noodles also have their own taste pursuits, instead of being cooked and swelled in the past. The taste of the current rotten noodles requires a smooth mouth, which tastes like a bowl of thick soup. The noodles must be rotten but not sticky, and the roots of the noodles must be distinct. It is mushy but not burnt. Although the soup needs to be thick, it must not have the burnt smell of the bottom of the pot.

In fact, rotten noodles are much more difficult to cook than ordinary noodles, and it is a dish that tests the heat. When the noodles are almost cooked, the shop owner pours the fried shredded pork with pickled vegetables, bamboo shoots, and shredded pork into the noodle soup and cooks together. Before that, in order to enhance the umami, he had put shrimp skins in the soup in advance.

Put the pickles in the pot, and the original white noodle soup was instantly stained yellow. That is the unique color of pickled potherb mustard. The pickled vegetables have a salty taste in their own right, and the shredded bamboo shoots, shredded pork and shrimp skin provide umami to the noodles. This bowl of battered noodles looks simple, but in fact, it has completed all the seasonings without adding other seasonings.

When the heat is up, turn off the heat and start the pot. The white porcelain big bowl was filled with half a bowl of rotten noodles, and finally sprinkled with a handful of freshly chopped green onions. The shop owner brought this bowl of homely but rich-flavored rotten noodles in front of Jianghua.

Golden soup, white noodles, green onions. Served with tender yellow shredded bamboo shoots and pink shredded pork. A bowl of seemingly simple noodles actually gives people a colorful and lively feeling in color.

Jiang Hua held back her saliva, because the aroma of the noodles had already moved her index finger.

And the shop owner said to Jiang Hua very confidently: "Eat when you are hungry. Eating battered noodles at night is easy to digest. Eating noodles is like drinking soup. The entrance is smooth and the mouth is soft."

"I'm not welcome." Jiang Hua picked up the chopsticks and prepared to feast.