Huo Yu's soup-making skills are very good, even better than those of ordinary restaurant chefs.
He owes his good soup-making skills to Huo Yu's mother.
Huo Yu's mother is from Guangdong Province, and her family comes from a scholarly family. She is a gentle and elegant southern woman whose only hobby is making soup.
My mother's cooking skills are average, but she is good at making soup, and both Huo Yu and his son like to drink soup.
Huo Yu thinks that his mother only likes to make soup, but not drink it.
Because after every meal, my mother always brings out a small pot of soup from the kitchen, then fills a small bowl for herself, swallows it gently, and finally looks at Huo Yu and his son with a smile as they slurp down the soup.
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Thinking of his family, Huo Yu couldn't help but feel a little dazed. He had a good relationship with his family.
He was glad that he had just traveled to a parallel world. Although it was slightly different from the previous world, at least his family had not changed.
The casserole is most suitable for making soup. It can be said that the casserole is specially prepared for making soup, because the casserole is simmered over low heat and has good heat retention. The soup made in the casserole is extremely delicious, and the soup made in the casserole is not greasy.
But Huo Yu only had an iron pot in his hand, and he couldn't control the heat, so he simmered it over low heat.
So rather than making soup, it would be more accurate to say that it is stewing soup.
Putting the pot on the table, Huo Yu looked at the camera but hesitated to speak.
I don’t know if my mother saw her live broadcast. If she saw herself stewing such fresh venison in an iron pot, she would probably frown slightly and complain in a low voice that she was wasting resources.
Huo Yu retracted his thoughts, took out a sled from the warehouse, and shoveled it against the protruding ice beside him.
After a while, the snow was shoveled away by Huo Yu. He picked up an ax and started slashing at the exposed ice.
"Master Yu, what are you doing?"
"Shocked: A certain ice guard actually committed theft and hacked thirty times into the ice!"
"The books upstairs are smashed by no shop!"
"Master Yu, are you fetching water?"
Huo Yu cut off a piece of ice of suitable size and placed it in the iron pot.
"This friend is right, ice and snow are the source of my daily water."
"Snow looks white and seems very clean. In fact, during the process of falling from the sky to the ground, the snowflakes will be contaminated with many bacteria and impurities, and are not suitable for direct drinking. Generally, we use it as domestic water.
use."
"The use of ice to melt water is also very particular. You need to use this year's new ice. The water produced by such ice melting has better water quality and will not be polluted."
"The most important thing is that most of the old ice in the Arctic is the condensation of sea water and is inedible. The salt content of new ice and snow is much lower."
"Old ice should not be used unless absolutely necessary, because there are many impurities in old ice and may even contain viruses from ancient times. Once released, the consequences will be disastrous!"
"This is not alarmist. In the summer of 2016, a heat wave hit the Yamal Peninsula in the Siberian tundra, accelerating the thawing of the permafrost and exposing the carcasses of reindeer that died of anthrax 75 years ago."
"Infectious anthrax bacteria were released into nearby water bodies and soil, and then entered the food supply chain. More than 2,000 reindeer grazing nearby were infected and caused a small number of human infections. A 12-year-old boy died of anthrax infection
died, and at least 20 people were hospitalized as a result."
"Global warming is causing glaciers around the world to shrink. This not only leads to the loss of virus and microbial archives, preventing scientists from discovering ancient viruses preserved in glaciers. What's worse, there are many more pathogens in the environment that humans have not yet conquered."
Huo Yu took a deep breath and said earnestly: "Friends, we must take this as a warning. Paying attention to the issue of global warming is no longer a precautionary measure, but an urgent one."
Most of the ice cubes in the iron pot have melted, and the remaining ice cubes are floating in the water, making a gurgling sound.
The audience in the live broadcast room rarely made any more jokes and remained silent collectively.
They found that such serious environmental problems were before their eyes, but they had no way to prevent the disaster from happening. Even before they met Huo Yu, most people didn't know about these things.
Huo Yu saw the self-blame and helplessness of the audience, smiled and comforted: "Don't worry too much, countries and organizations around the world have begun to pay attention to the issue of global warming. Our Icekeepers organization is here to
It was established based on this.”
"If you want to contribute to global warming, then support my live broadcast and help us Chinese icekeepers promote it."
"Hahaha, official advertising is the most deadly."
"It has been shared to [Love each other as a family], and now our whole family is watching Mr. Yu's live broadcast."
"Understood, I am a teacher, and I will show Mr. Yu's live broadcast to the students during self-study tonight."
"In the future, if my dad says that I am not doing my job by watching live broadcasts, I will show him the video of Mr. Yu's live broadcast and slap him in the face like crazy!"
"The one upstairs is just a great filial piety!"
While he was joking and joking, Huo Yu had already packed up all the ingredients and put them into the iron pot.
Controlling the camera to focus on the steaming iron pot, the audience looked at the steaming venison soup, with a few pieces of red venison tumbling from time to time, and small umbrella-like hazel mushrooms mixed in, and their mouths immediately overflowed.
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Hazel mushrooms are dried and put into vacuum packaging. They are also one of the few fungi that icekeepers can eat.
"A bowl of soup every day is better than a good medicine." Huo Yu gently stirred the bowl of venison soup with a spoon. "This is what my mother often said to me. She is from Guangdong Province and likes to make soup the most.
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"The most important thing for making soup is the ingredients and heat. The ingredients don't need to be complicated, but they need to be cool and hot. The heat for making soup should be "slow". Put it on a gentle fire. It can take a few days or a few hours. Don't be impatient or impatient.
There is no need to stir, and you can't feel the rolling of the soup. You can relax and enjoy the delicious soup without even realizing it."
Huo Yu didn't notice it himself. When he said this, a warm smile gradually appeared on his face.
"My mother taught me these soup-making skills since I was a child. Under the influence of my ears and eyes, I also became very fond of drinking soup."
At this time, the venison soup has been boiling for a long time, and the aroma has already overflowed.
Huo Yu couldn't help but take a long sip and said with a smile: "The ingredients in the Arctic are simple and not exquisite enough, and there is no time for me to simmer slowly, but this pot of soup is better than fresh. Let me taste it..."
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After eating a piece of venison and taking a sip of deer soup, a warm feeling penetrated from the stomach of Huoyu and gradually penetrated into all parts of the body.
"In southern my country, the soup-drinking culture is very popular. The soup-making culture seems to be a spiritual state, which emphasizes one who is not impatient, has no desires, and has no desires. Among the various foods we eat, soup is both nutritious and nutritious. The most digestible one. A survey by American nutritionists showed that among more than 60,000 people who underwent nutritional census, those with good nutrition were the ones who often drank soup."
"The Chinese Taoist culture pays attention to the coordination and balance of yin and yang. The human body system is the same as nature. It must pay attention to the balance of yin and yang. Neither hot nor cold, too much yin or too much yang is not good, only the right one is the best. Soup making is the embodiment of this philosophical thought. According to
Different physical constitutions and four seasons of weather require different conditioning of the body.”
After saying this, Huo Yu squinted his eyes again, took a sip of the venison soup in the bowl, and said with emotion: "I don't understand these cultures, but when it comes to soup, I can only say, it's delicious!"
Huo Yu always believes that no matter what bad things happen, delicious food can always cure everything.
Smelling the rich aroma of the venison soup, the little fish that was sleeping on the side wrinkled its little nose and bit Huo Yu's trouser leg.
Huo Yu laughed dumbly and joked: "Didn't you just eat it?"
Xiaoyu stared at him blankly, with a teardrop falling sadly from the corner of his mouth.
Huoyu stopped teasing it. The broth warmed its stomach, and Huoyu didn't add too much salt. It didn't hurt to give the little fish a few sips to satisfy its craving.
After we had had enough wine and food, the sky in the Arctic gradually became dark and the temperature began to drop rapidly.
When night falls completely, the polar regions fall into silent darkness again.
The remaining firelight illuminated Huo Yu's face, and feeling the coldness around him, he couldn't help but increase the temperature of his polar combat suit, and hugged the little fish next to him tightly in his arms.
"Do you know? In the polar regions, the most crazy thing is loneliness and silence." Huo Yu said with some emotion, "Many icekeepers survived the cold and the attacks of poachers, but were ultimately defeated by loneliness.
Able to retreat to the rear.”
"Icekeeper is a profession that can easily cause psychological trauma. Fortunately, I still have Xiaoyu and your company, so I don't feel lonely yet."
"Everyone has known me for so long, but they still don't seem to understand what kind of person I am. If you have any questions you want to ask, you can send me a barrage."
The barrage immediately became active, and the audience asked all kinds of questions.
Huo Yu looked at the frantically refreshing barrage on the transparent screen in front of him, and smiled helplessly: "You have too many questions, and I can't answer them all. Why don't I just tell you my story together."
Huo Yu stared at the icebergs in the distance and said: "I was born in a family with no worries about food and clothing. My father is a soldier, and my mother is a writer and university teacher. Logically speaking, I can take it easy.
I want to spend this life happily, but as a young person, I am not willing to do it."
"I wanted to live a meaningful life, so I ignored my father's obstruction and chose to become an icekeeper after I retired from the army."
"My father is not that kind of old-fashioned parent. He did not force me to become a soldier like him. He just hoped that I could stay in my hometown and accompany his family for him. He always said that it is enough to have a man at home.
Already."
"I didn't agree with his idea before. I thought that a good man should have ambitions in all directions. Until I actually stepped into the North Pole, the three-month training period of the icekeeper almost drove me crazy."
Huo Yu added a little more charcoal to the bonfire in front of him and continued: "I think many friends working in other places have the same feeling. There are no children in the world who don't want their parents. Most of them just don't want their parents to see them in embarrassment.
Look."
"Since I have chosen to become an icekeeper, I must complete my duties wholeheartedly, and I can only keep this longing deep in my heart."
Listening to Huo Yu's voice, the audience in the live broadcast room also fell into deep thought, and the barrage became sparse.
The little fish in his arms seemed to be tired from playing and had fallen asleep.
Huo Yu stroked the little guy's dull hair and for no apparent reason recalled a children's song his mother sang to him when he was a child.
For some reason, it was inconvenient for my mother to sing, so she only learned this one children's song, and it was very difficult to learn.
This is what she said: As a mother, you should always sing a lullaby to your child, even if you only have one.
The moonlight shone on the snow, and Huo Yu's deep voice suddenly sounded over the polar regions:
[The black sky hangs low,
Bright stars follow each other,
The insects fly, the insects fly
Who are you missing?]
At the same time, in the imperial military compound.
On the top floor of a two-story building, a gentle woman wearing a hearing aid looked with red eyes at the young man in the live broadcast room who was singing children's songs in a deep voice.
Although it was difficult for her to hear the content of the children's songs clearly, she still couldn't help but think of the scene in the past when she held the little Huo Yu and sang the children's songs diligently.
【The stars in the sky shed tears,
The roses on the ground withered,
cold wind blowing, cold wind blowing
As long as I have you with me.】
In a military base on the border.
Huo Jinghuan sat down tiredly in the back seat of the military jeep, habitually took out his mobile phone and opened his son's live broadcast room.
Just after entering the live broadcast room, a deep and melodious song sounded in the jeep, and the soldiers driving the car subconsciously raised their ears and listened carefully.
Huo Jinghuan's fingers suddenly froze, and he looked in disbelief at the young man in front of him who was holding a little wolf cub and singing children's songs.
Huo Jinghuan, who was accustomed to listening to loud military songs, had to admit that although it was his first time to hear this children's song, it was very catchy.
Is this my cub?
【Insects fly, flowers sleep,
One pair after another is beautiful.
Not afraid of darkness,
Just afraid of heartbreak,
No matter whether you are tired or not,
It doesn’t matter whether it’s south, east or north.]
The delicate and resolute face made many girls slightly stunned; the clean and clear voice lingered in the ears of the audience.
Everyone can hear from the singing the mother's love for her child and the wanderer's longing for her mother.
Huo Yu's singing voice before was not very good, and was even a little out of tune, so almost no one had heard his singing voice.
Today, Huo Yu has proficient music skills, and his musical attainments even exceed those of most singers.
This song has a melodious melody, a style similar to a nursery rhyme, and coupled with romantic lyrics, it can still achieve the best results even if it is sung a cappella.
So even without accompaniment, this song "Insects Flying" still firmly captures the hearts of all listeners.
The reason is not only Huo Yu's proficient singing skills, but also the strong emotion in his singing that resonates with the audience.
After the song ended, the driver finally regained his composure and turned around and asked, "General Huo, where are we going?"
Huo Jinghuan smiled and asked, "Does it sound good? My boy sang it."
The driver was slightly stunned and said seriously: "That sounds good!"
"Yeah." Huo Jinghuan nodded, "You're a good guy."
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In the study room on the top floor, Ye Luan looked at Huo Yu on the screen with tears in his eyes.
Mother and son are connected. Even though Huo Yu didn't say anything about missing her mother, she could still hear the infinite longing in her singing.
What makes her a little strange is why the melody feels so familiar to her when she hears it for the first time.
Maybe I in some parallel world sang this children's song to coax the son of that world to sleep.