In my personality, there is a cowardly and implicit side, but if you give up this personality, you are also generous and straightforward. Just like the diet choice, I thought that older women must like those soupy, soft and liquid foods, but it is not the case. If you think that way, it would be a big mistake. If you say it, you may not believe it. It is a bit weird and weird, at least I think it myself.
eat fruits and I like the sour taste. Any fruit with two flavors likes sourness. For example, oranges, peaches, pears, and apples. When buying something, I ask it sour and sweet, maybe because most people’s habit is to avoid sourness and love sweetness. Sellers always say it’s sweet, but my choice is the kind I want to find. So, when the plums are ripe, it must be my best choice. Even if it is expensive, I have to buy some to enjoy my mouth. When I was young, my sister-in-law came back from my parents' home in spring. The green eggs and apricots I brought in my pockets were the most attractive. After a while, the small green apricots I brought back from my sister-in-law completely wiped out.
However, my performance on eating is very different. I especially don’t like the sour taste in the rice. If I were the one who was the one who bought vegetables, I never care about tomatoes because I don’t like it to walk into my meal. I also stayed away from the signature rice of my hometown people - noodles and . If it weren't for the purpose of matching everyone's enthusiasm, I would never want to taste it. In my subconscious, the feeling of consciously cooking with water to make the rice sour is really not to my taste, so I never touched it on myself.
What I like is the kind of salty and fragrant real rice, such as a bowl of oil splashed noodles, a bowl of dumplings without soup, a plate of stir-fried cakes , and a bowl of fried noodles. It gives people a sense of solid presence. As for the hot pot or the table skills of stir-frying a few dishes, I always feel that it is a bit flashy and too formalistic. Haha, look at my virtue!
A few days ago, I cooperated with the provincial civilized county town to accept it. I went out early and returned late every day, and I was very busy. That day, I happened to meet a subcontractor responsible for supervising the creation of the community to work overtime. They invited me enthusiastically, but I felt that I couldn't go psychologically. They came to help us. Instead, we went to take advantage of our meals. It was inappropriate in terms of reason, but I couldn't stand the sincerity of others. I went to Luoning Impression Restaurant near the community in a hesitant manner.
I first learned about this place. It originated from the butter meatballs placed at the door during the Spring Festival. During my get off work every day, the hawking sound always poured into my ears. Later, I asked about the price, but I was not able to get it because the price was different from our consumption level. Later, the advertisement of Sheep Head Brother in the video account was broadcasted everywhere, and I thought it was a place to sell mutton.
This is the first time I walked in, and there is such a vast storage space inside. To the south is an antique single room, and the food performed by the Sheep Head Brother should be in that private room. Behind is a row of operation rooms. Through the glass of the window, you can see the masters' orderly and busy figures. In the middle are tables, chairs and benches for diners to eat, especially those benches are quite thick. Seeing it, I remember the furniture from my hometown in the past. Everyone gave me a meal according to their own preferences, and I chose fried noodles. After a while, the smiling waiter brought three servings of fried noodles. The noodles as thin as vermicelli, with green onions, white and fat bean sprouts, and the right soy sauce embellishment, just right, the noodles are glittering with oily light. This is the one I like, and I felt a little happy in my heart. I always think the food I like is precious and tastes refreshing, as if I was so careless. After a few seconds, I swept all the fried noodles. After eating, the bottom of the dish was still shining with sesame oil.
Longin's impression of a bowl of fried noodles aroused my temptation to food. After returning home, I described my family like this. The gentleman actually said that he was willing to make a try and fulfill my long-cherished wish.
Home at noon, I returned home excitedly. My husband bought bean sprouts and steamed noodles, as well as a handful of green and tender green onions, cut them into diced garlic. We will also make fried noodles today.
oil, put the bean sprouts into the pot, then put them in the noodles, add seasonings, stir-fry several times, the fried noodles I made myself were finished and served on a plate. Although it is not as authentic as in the small restaurant, the taste is still very good.
fried noodles, fragrant and intriguing food, is one of my favorites in this life!
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Zhang Hongpin, from Luoyang, Henan Province.
