It was very quiet in the Little Red Horse Academy. The wind blew through the leaves and made a rustling sound. The teachers and children were not there. The guard box at the door was also locked. Lao Li hadn't come to work yet. Zhang Tan opened the door himself and locked it after going out.
To the left was the bustling West Chang'an Street, and to the right was Huangjia Village. Zhang Tan hesitated for a moment and turned to the right.
At this point, Huangjia Village gradually became lively, and people working in the CBD came out of the office buildings one after another and poured into the village in search of delicious food to fill their stomachs.
Zhang Tan went to the small shop where he had chrysanthemum herring last time, but it was full. He went out and decided to continue walking into the village and look for those delicacies in the alleys.
Although he grew up here, he didn't know what kind of small shops there were in the village. He didn't care about them before. He enjoyed good food, but he didn't like small shops like this in the village. The high-end restaurants on West Chang'an Street were what he liked.
Frequently visited places.
After making several detours, I entered a small shop and ordered their Babao Chili Sauce.
"Can I choose the raw materials myself?" Zhang Tan asked.
The boss and chef is an old aunt, wearing a pink apron with many small pomfrets on it. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "You know, you can order the ingredients. Which ones do you want?"
Zhang Tan followed the memory in his mind and said: "Shrimps, diced chicken, diced meat, fresh scallops, diced salted duck gizzards..."
At this point, I was a little stuck, and the boss prompted: "How about diced cooked chestnuts?"
Zhang Tan suddenly realized and said with a smile: "If you want it, you want this."
At the same time, he also remembered the next two ingredients.
"And white nuts and peas."
The old aunt glanced at him and said, "This is a very authentic Pujiang dish. Did the guest eat it when he was a child?"
Zhang Tan sat down. The store was small and there were only four tables. There was no one else except him.
"I've had it before."
In his previous life, he worked in Shanghai for many years and dated a local girlfriend. When he was a guest at her home, his aunt made a spicy eight-treasure sauce.
This dish is very complicated and uses a lot of raw materials. Except for the chef in the restaurant, few family members can make it.
As you can tell from the name, it is spicy. It is not only spicy, but also sweet.
Sweetness is the characteristic of Shanghai cuisine.
My girlfriend’s mother said at the time that when two people get along, there is always a quarrel between them, just like Babao Chili Sauce, spicy and sweet at the same time.
There was no one else in the shop, so Zhang Tan chatted with the old aunt in the kitchen while waiting for the food to be cooked.
There is only a curtain between the kitchen and the dining room, so you can see people walking around inside.
Not long after, the food was served. Zhang Tan took a chopstick, and the old aunt asked hopefully: "How is it? Does it suit your taste?"
Zhang Tan ate a piece of diced ripe chestnuts, which was very sweet. After swallowing it, he praised: "It tastes the same as what I have eaten before. Auntie, your craftsmanship is really good."
"You can eat it if you like. I have plum wine here. I brewed it myself. Do you want some?"
The sun is shining brightly outside, so drinking some sour and sweet plum wine is the most pleasant thing.
"Then have some."
The old aunt brought a green ceramic wine bottle that weighed about 2 kilograms, put down a similarly green wine glass, filled it gently, and white air-conditioning curled up.
Green ant new fermented rice wine refers to the green foam on unfiltered rice wine. Now, the glass of plum wine Zhang Tan has has such foam. It is hand-brewed and not as standardized as the winery. On the contrary, because this is not
The standard makes this wine seem more intimate and lovely.
Zhang Tan took a sip. It was sour and sweet, ice cold, not too hot. It was very pleasant to drink in the summer.
After finishing the meal, no one else came to the shop. Zhang Tan paid the bill and said to the old aunt: "There seem to be few customers."
"It's relatively small."
"Can it be maintained?"
"There's nothing you can't maintain. You don't need to pay rent for your own store. It doesn't matter if you make more or less."
"That's quite comfortable."
Seeing that she was still cooking, he asked, "Did someone order takeout?"
"No, prepare the dishes and wait for the grandson to come back to eat."
I see.
"Auntie, thank you for the food and wine, I'm leaving."
"Walk slowly."
When I went out, the sun was shining brightly above my head, but the alley was cool and cool, and the draft was blowing in waves, so I didn't feel the heat.
Zhang Tan took many turns when he came here. Now he has forgotten how he came here in the first place. He can only wander around. I don't know if it is an illusion, but I seem to hear someone calling uncle. When I look back, there is no one in the alley.
After walking forward for a while, I didn't hear it again.
"Huh? It seemed like you passed here just now, right?"
After walking for a while, I found that I was completely dizzy and couldn't tell the location of Little Red Pony Academy. Or maybe I drank too much? Impossible. The alcohol content was so heavy that it wouldn't be enough for him to drink ten pounds or eight pounds.
There will be problems.
He looked up at the sun, identified the direction of the academy, and walked in one direction.
"Uncle~Uncle"
As soon as I walked into an old but extremely clean old alley, a little milky sound immediately sounded in my ears, with a Sichuan flavor.
noob??
Zhang Tan followed the sound and saw that there was no one in the alley. A small yellow flag with a gold edge was placed on the edge of a mountain gate. It drifted in the wind and read "Wine Shop" on it.
"Where are you looking? Don't look around. Here, here, look here."
Zhang Tan looked up and saw a small window on the green brick wall covered with ivy, probably on the third floor. A bright smiling face was pasted on the security window, waving to him cheerfully.
It’s not who Xiaobai is.
"Xiaobai~ It's you." Zhang Tan said with a smile. He didn't expect to meet Xiaobai here. Apparently, her home is here.
Hearing Zhang Tan speak, Xiaobai became even more happy. He lay on the window and waved enthusiastically: "Uncle, how did you come here? Do you know that I live here? Are you playing with me?
Of?"
Xiaobai Tongxiao is a little too excited. I have never seen her so excited when seeing him in the school.
However, this is a good thing. Zhang Tan believes that this shows that his affinity is off the charts.
"Xiaobai, do you live here?" Zhang Tan came to the wall and raised his head to talk to Xiaobai upstairs. The sunlight here was blocked by the wall and it was in the shadows. The draft was blowing and it was very cool.
"My home is right here, how did you know that?"
Actually I don't know, I came here by mistake.
"I heard what Lao Li said." Zhang Tan made up an excuse.
"Ha, it's Uncle Li. Uncle Li wants it. I went to his house to play." Xiaobai said happily, as if he had recalled a wonderful thing.
Kill him at his house? Is this also Trump? It sounds scary.
Zhang Tan knew where Lao Li's house was. From Xiaobai's words, he probably knew where it was and what area it was in.
This is not far from Lao Li's house. Go through this alley, turn left into another, and walk to the middle, which is Lao Li's house.
"Did you call me before?"
Zhang Tan remembered that when he passed by this alley before, he seemed to hear someone calling him uncle, but he thought it was an auditory hallucination and didn't pay attention at the time. Now that he thinks about it, since Xiaobai lives in this alley, it might have been her calling him before.
Sure enough, Xiao Bai said: "It's just me. I called you uncle many times, but you ignored me. I'm so angry that I'm going to be angry."
As he spoke, his little face was bulging, as if he was very angry, but his eyes were crooked and smiling.
Zhang Tan apologized: "It's really you. Have you seen me before? I'm sorry, I didn't hear it before. I thought I heard it wrong."
When Zhang Tan walked here for the first time, Xiaobai happened to see it, but it was a little too late. He had already reached the end of the alley.
Hearing her call, the uncle looked back and left immediately, which made her angry for a while. Unexpectedly, the uncle turned back again.
She thought Zhang Tan came back to find her, and she was very happy.
Little did she know that the uncle in her mind had gone the wrong way, made a detour, and came back here again.
Hearing Zhang Tan say sorry, Xiaobai's face immediately lost its composure, and with a bright face, he pointed to somewhere on the balcony and said as if to show off his treasure: "Uncle, look, this is my little baby.
