Originally, buckwheat noodles belonged to a kind of hele noodles. Logically speaking, it needed to be pressed by a machine. This was the key. In fact, it was also because the buckwheat noodles were not viscous and ductile enough, unlike noodles made of flour. However, when Yuan Zhou made the cold noodles, he did not use this method. He still chose to make it by hand.
Because he did not use a machine, the length of the noodles was not the same as ordinary noodles. It seemed to be only as long as ordinary dried noodles, and it did not look like it was stretched out. It was as if it was originally only that long. The key was that it was still thin.
Because Yin Nan did not know how to cook, she did not notice these details. She was only immersed in the deliciousness of the noodles and the delicious side dishes. She ate the noodles with her chopsticks, drank a mouthful of cold soup from time to time, and ate a piece of beef. She felt that she would not want to cook even if she was a god.
"Slurp …"
Looking at the rough man who looked like a little fairy eating, holding a bowl that was bigger than her face, Yin Nan lifted it as if it was light. She easily finished the noodles in a short while. Not only the noodles, but the side dishes and the soup were also finished. Even the sesame seeds in the bowl had been licked clean. Therefore, the originally light green bowl was directly restored to its clean state. There was absolutely no need to wash it.
The cold noodles did not have a trace of heat, but after eating it, one did not feel cold in the stomach. On the contrary, because of the food intake, one seemed to become more energetic.
He was also constantly hinting to Yin Nan, which roughly meant, "I'm ready to accept more food. I can eat to my heart's content."
The rice sausage was served under such circumstances.
Unlike the silence of the cold noodles just now, the rice sausage attracted Yin Nan's attention with its unique taste as soon as it appeared.
These rice sausages were freshly made by Yuan Zhou this morning. They were absolutely fresh. That was because apart from rice and glutinous rice, pig's blood and some vegetables unique to Yanbian were also added into the rice sausages. Therefore, the taste was rather complex.
It had the fragrance of rice, the fragrance of glutinous rice, the slight fishy smell of pig blood, the fresh fragrance of vegetables, and a unique rich taste of oil.
The rice sausage was different from ordinary sausages. When it was cut, it was not particular about how thin it was. After all, there was rice inside, so it was generally as thick as a finger. Yuan Zhou's cut it into the thickness of a little finger, which was extremely thin.
However, the size, shape, and thickness of each piece were exactly the same. It looked very comfortable. Because of the pig blood, the rice sausage also showed a dark red color. It was arranged in the form of a fan. When spread out, it really looked like an open fan.
Yin Nan couldn't wait to pick up a piece of rice sausage with her chopsticks and put it into her mouth. The slightly hot temperature instantly made her mouth, which had just enjoyed the cold noodles, immediately enter the mood. The soft and glutinous texture, after biting into it, was mixed with the grains of vegetables and the melted pig's blood. In the end, there was a hint of faint sweetness, and it was especially delicious.
"Although it is not the same as the rice sausage made by my mother, it is really delicious. I feel that the rice sausage I ate before was casually made. This is the real taste of rice sausage. However, the taste of my mother's rice sausage is also not bad."
While eating, Yin Nan couldn't help but compare the Rice Sausage made by Yuan Zhou with the Rice Sausage made by her mother since she was a child. Naturally, the taste of the Rice Sausage was far inferior. However, in her eyes, both were equally delicious. The only difference was the point. If she had to choose one, she would definitely choose both. Only kids would choose.
Generally, if the rice sausage was eaten empty, it would not feel much at first. However, after eating a few more pieces, the taste would be a little heavy, especially if the taste was a little lighter. For example, the rice sausage made by her mother would have such a problem. Therefore, Yin Nan's favorite was rice sausage with millet porridge. It was absolutely a perfect match.
However, it was different for the rice sausage made by Yuan Zhou. She ate more than ten pieces in one breath, but Yin Nan did not feel any dryness or saltiness. On the contrary, the taste of the first piece was the same as the taste of the second piece. It did not change at all. Every piece had the right saltiness.
After eating a plate of rice sausage, Yin Nan licked her lips. She did not expect that she could eat it all in one breath. It was the first time that she ate a plate without eating anything. It was a novel experience.
"This rice sausage is soft and glutinous. It is perfect for me. The casing is a little tough, which echoes with the fine grains contained in the rice. It is really delicious." Yin Nan murmured.
Touching her belly, which did not feel anything yet, Yin Nan felt that she needed to study harder so that she could change jobs faster and save more money to eat more dishes. In this way, she might be able to eat four or five dishes next time.
"People need to have dreams."
Yin Nan clenched her small fists and felt her whole body was full of energy. For delicious food, she could work hard!
Just as Yin Nan was cheering herself on, the last dish was served — — soybean paste soup.
As the most popular soup among the Koreans, it was also a measure of whether a Korean girl was good or bad. It could also be said that one's dexterity and dexterity depended on whether they knew how to make delicious soybean paste.
From this, it could be seen that soybean paste occupied a very important position in the daily life of the Koreans.
The full name of soybean paste soup was large pickled vegetable soup. There were many kinds of vegetables in it, including cabbage, autumn cabbage, seaweed, and so on. The most unique feature was probably the use of soybean paste in place of salt.
Moreover, soybean paste soup could also be divided into two types, meat and vegetable. Some only had vegetables, such as cabbage and tofu, while others could have seafood or meat.
Of course, the majority of the Koreans' soybean paste soup was a vegetable dish. Simply put, it was just a vegetable dish that could be eaten after being blanched in water. However, it was an indispensable dish for them.
This dish was really very simple. It only needed the special soybean paste of the Koreans. If it wasn't for the fact that Yin Nan lived in the dormitory to save money, she could eat it every day.
Occasionally, she would use the electric cup to cook a pot to satisfy her cravings. Paired with the soybean paste that her mother had mailed to her, the taste was simply amazing. Her sisters in the dormitory all loved the soybean paste soup she made. A bowl of rice in the canteen was definitely a good meal.
When the soybean paste soup made by Yuan Zhou was served, Yin Nan realized that the one she usually made was really a shoddy imitation. That was because such a homely soybean paste soup was made by Yuan Zhou, and the standard had been forcibly raised by several levels. Just by looking at the appearance, Yin Nan felt that she had most likely never eaten this dish before.
Tofu that was as white as jade, beef slices that were rolled into beautiful arcs, enoki mushrooms that were of the same thickness, as well as cabbage slices that were cut into diamond-shaped slices. There were also very attractive chilies and so on. Together with the milky-yellow gravy, they could all be regarded as a painting.
Yin Nan subconsciously blew on it, then used chopsticks to pick up a piece of tofu and put it into her mouth. The scalding temperature made her involuntarily hiss. Only then did she sip the tofu and soak it in the thick soup. The originally bland and tasteless tofu began to become rich and colorful.
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