Vice President of Deyun, starting from withdrawing from the mainstream

When Chen Huanyu heard Chang Yuan talking about dinner, he remembered that the two of them really hadn't eaten anything other than two boxes of lunch at Yangma's place at noon.

So I couldn't help but rubbed my stomach and looked around. Soon, a small but crowded shop not far away attracted Chen Huanyu's attention.

"Why don't you just go to that shop, just eat some stewed food, and I'll treat you." Chen Huanyu pointed to the shop and asked Chang Yuan.

"Generally don't eat stewed food at night... Forget it, forget it, just fill your stomach." Chang Yuan thought for a while and finally nodded in agreement.

After the two discussed it, they walked directly towards the store, and Chen Huanyu said to the boss inside:

"Boss, two portions are stewed and boiled on fire, one bowl with extra coriander and the other without coriander!"

"Hey! Alright!!! The two of you please!!!"

After the boss in the kitchen agreed to come down, a waiter at the door brought the two of them into the store and found two clean chairs to sit down.

This stewed fire, like stir-fried liver, bean curd rolls, and fried belly, are all traditional delicacies and snacks belonging to Sijiu City.

People often say that the lack of delicious food in Kyoto is all due to being particular about it, and it is because of poverty.

This stewed fire first originated in the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. At that time, an imperial chef in the court knew that Emperor Qianlong liked to eat strong food, so he made a dish with pork belly and cloves, licorice, cinnamon, cinnamon, amomum and other Chinese medicinal materials. Deeply loved by Qianlong, it was named "Su Zao Meat".

Later, after it became popular among the people, everyone naturally wanted to taste this kind of delicacy that the emperor liked, but after thinking about it, how could the poor people have so much extra money to buy pork belly, but what should they do if they want to eat it?

So I had to use cheap pork belly and match it with cheaper pig offal, that is, various offal of pigs to replace good pork belly.

Later, the poor people felt that it was too expensive to use cheap pork belly and pork offal, and the portion was too small to be full.

So in the end, I added delicious tofu and mixed fire to make it.

As the old saying goes: "The intestines are fat but not greasy, the meat is rotten but not bad, the fire is thorough but not sticky, the soup is thick and mellow", when eating, add marinade, and then add fermented bean curd, minced garlic, and leeks according to personal taste Flowers, coriander, vinegar and chili oil gradually formed this gourmet snack that everyone in Sijiu City eats.

The atmosphere in the store is very lively, and the boss in the kitchen is also moving very fast. Pig intestines, lungs, and pork belly, etc. are thrown into the water, accompanied by tofu and fire, and all become pieces of uniform thickness under the boss’s sharp knife skills. Blocks, and finally poured a tablespoon of marinade.

Soon the two people's stewed fire came out from the back, and Chen Huanyu and Chang Yuan were naturally hungry after a busy day.

Both of them held a bottle of ice-cold Arctic Ocean in their hands, and they held chopsticks in the other hand to make a meal. After eating one bowl, they asked for another bowl. In the end, the two of them ate a total of four bowls before the battle was over.

Putting down his chopsticks, Chang Yuan drank the last mouthful of Arctic Ocean, and couldn't help belching loudly in satisfaction.

"Wow, not bad, I'm full!"

"It's fine if you're full, not to mention the taste of this restaurant, it's pretty decent." Chen Huanyu said with a smile.

"Yeah, the taste is pretty good, especially their large intestine is really not bad. When I ate the large intestine, I was still eating stuffing inside. It seemed to be meat or something. It was delicious!" Chang Yuan nodded.

"Stuffing??? There is no meat filling in the stewed stew I ate???" Chen Huanyu denied it pretending to be puzzled.

"No meat stuffing??? Then what am I eating???" Chang Yuan was also puzzled now.

Chen Huanyu thought for a while, and suddenly said with an ambiguous expression: "Then if there is no stuffing... Brother Yuan, didn't you eat something that was not cleaned in the large intestine???"

Chang Yuan: "........."

As soon as these words came out, Chang Yuan's originally gentle and contented face suddenly turned pale, and then quickly turned green, and then quickly turned red again. Chen Huanyu couldn't help clapping his hands loudly.

"Fuck!!! Next time I will eat this with you, I will be that!!!"

"This one-sentence thing, I may not be able to watch this thing again this year, let alone eat it." Walking out of the restaurant, Chang Yuanlu complained with a weak face.

Chen Huanyu held back her laughter and couldn't help but patted Chang Yuan on the back to comfort him: "Okay, okay, what's so disgusting about this, let's not say that it is probably not shit, even if it is shit, what can we do? right."

"Brother Yuan, think about it, what do we people eat? Rice!!! But think about what we did last? It's shit!!!"

"So there is nothing wrong with you like this. Anyway, whatever you eat is shit, you just eat shit directly, and omit the middleman to make the difference, right? There must be nothing wrong with listening to my brother!"

"Get out! Vomit!!!! I don't want to hear you say a word again! Vomit!!!!" Chang Yuan said angrily while retching, if it wasn't because of his physical condition, he now wished he could fight this bastard directly up.

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After a while of laughing and laughing, the two of them took the night subway in Kyoto, and finally returned to the staff dormitory of the Air Force Administration where they turned off the lights and rested.

After a night of nothing to say, after getting up at ten o'clock the next morning, Chen Huanyu and Chang Yuan had practiced early exercises nearby, and then rushed to the overpass after lunch.

Yi Shunding, a famous poet in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, wrote a popular poem in "Tianqiao Song": "Tianqiao City, where many tourists do not remember home." It is about the Tianqiao in Kyoto.

Regardless of whether it is the "eight monsters" of Tianqiao before liberation, many Jianghu entertainers "lay down" on Tianqiao, or the modern Capital Cinema, Tianqiao Acrobatic Theater, and Liu Laogen Stage, these are the most lively ones with a strong cultural atmosphere in Sijiu City where the place is.

Chen Huanyu and Chang Yuan arrived at Jia No. [-], Beiwei Road, and found that it was one o'clock in the afternoon, which was a bit early. The gate outside the theater was closed, and there was only a water sign standing at the door, with today's performance content and performance time written in chalk on it. .

At the ticket gate not far away, there was a fat teenage boy with freckles on his face, who was sleeping soundly on a small table, his mouth dripping down the table.

"Good guy! This kid looks like he's only twelve or thirteen years old, right? If such a big kid is recruited as a conductor, the adults in this family are not afraid of being kidnapped by human traffickers." Chang Yuan said a little funny.

Chen Huanyu waved his hand and said, "You're worrying too much. He's so ugly with freckles and so fat. This kid must be good to eat. I'm giving it to the traffickers. I don't think even the traffickers would want it."