It is said that on this day, several little brothers practiced martial arts for a day and returned to Chen Honghu's house.
"Brother Fu, are you hungry?" Ding Dong turned to Bai Fu and asked.
"Are you not hungry? It's been a whole day." Bai Fu said angrily.
"Is there anything we can eat in the house?" Tang Li walked around the house, trying to find some food to satisfy his hunger. But after walking around, he found nothing. So he cursed, "Third brother, get a wife as soon as possible.
Look at your house, you don’t even have any steamed buns.”
Hearing this, Chen Honghu rolled his eyes and said with a sly smile: "Old Tang, don't try to bully me. Third brother will treat you to a good meal today." Without waiting for anyone to react, he pulled everyone out of the house.
It's late winter, the moon is as cold as water, and the air is freezing. The streets and lanes of Chengdu are deserted, and even the dogs don't want to bark more in such a wet and cold night.
As soon as he walked out of the building, Bai Fu shivered. He put his hands in his pockets, retracted his neck into his collar, and asked doubtfully: "Third brother, where can I get something to eat in the middle of the night?"
Chen Honghu didn't say anything, pretending to be mysterious, and pulled everyone quickly into an alley. Houses were scattered in the alley. Chen Honghu pointed at the eaves, and then he said: "Look, there are all the food up there."
Bai Fu looked up and suddenly realized. It turned out that as the New Year approaches, every household in Chengdu pickles and smokes a large amount of sausages and bacon and hangs them under the eaves to dry.
Bai Fu whispered: "Are we trying to steal?" Ding Dong rolled his eyes and said: "This is called robbing the rich to give to the poor. This alley is full of famous rich people in Chengdu, do you understand?"
Bai Fu understood the idea and said: "Then come!"
Chen Honghu took out a large piece of homespun cloth from his arms, handed it to Ding Dong and Bai Fu, and said, "Let's continue down below. Old Tang is good at qinggong. Go up to our house to pick up the goods." Tang Li was not polite and kicked the wall.
He flew up to the eaves. He took out his dagger, clicked it a few times, and the sausages and bacon fell directly into the cloth pocket. The brothers were so excited that they were so happy that in less than a stick of incense, the dishes were full.
When Honghu saw that he was ready, he stopped and shouted softly: "Zhahu!" Several young men packed up quickly and scurried back. Only Tang Li turned over like a kite and disappeared into other alleys. He vaguely heard a few barks of dogs and pigs in the distance.
hiss.
Bai Fu was confused: "Old Tang doesn't want to eat?"
Honghu hugged Baifu's neck and said, "Old Tang went to steal food. Let's go back first."
The three of them returned to the hut, and just as they were about to close the door, Tang Li came back, holding a basket of vegetables and mushrooms in his left hand and four fresh, bloody pig tails in his right hand.
Ding Dong looked at the bloody pig tail and laughed: "I knew you wouldn't let Wang Laocai go."
Tang Li threw the things on the stove and smiled lightly: "Third brother, the freshly cut vegetables depend on your skills."
"Please!" Chen Honghu put the fire under the stove on fire, added a few pieces of pine wood, and used a bellows to heat the fire. When the pot boiled, Chen Honghu poured the butter from the jar into the pot and added chili peppers.
Stir-fry the onions, ginger, garlic and other condiments a few times with a wooden spatula, and the aroma will fill the house.
"I want to eat hot pot!" Bai Fu roared.
"Hey, hurry up and cut the ingredients." Hong Hu was very proud.
Bai Fu and Ding Dong hurriedly took out the sausages and bacon from their cloth pockets, cut them into small pieces, and poured them into the pot. After a while, the red spicy oil began to roll, the bacon floated on the pot noodles, and the greasy aroma in the hut made people's fingers twitch.
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"Let's eat!" Ding Dong held up the bowl and chopsticks and rushed over. Bai Fu picked up a piece of hot sausage. The smoked sausage had a rich pine aroma, mixed with the hot pot's spicy soup oil, numbing and spicy.
Hot, it is indeed the authentic Chengdu taste! Bai Fu's tongue was immediately conquered, he extended his thumb and praised: "It's really good!"
Chen Honghu, however, was not in a hurry to pick up the food. He calmly lifted up the floor and took out a jar of old wine. On the jar were the words "brush your clothes away" in big words. He smashed the old mud that sealed the jar into pieces, lifted the lid of the jar, and the wine poured out.
The fragrance overflowed. He said proudly: "Brother Fu, try this treasure of my town! This is the old wine of Fengtan from the Zhuo family in Linqiong. Yes, it is the Zhuo family of Zhuo Wenjun in the Western Han Dynasty!"
"Third brother, you still have this good thing!" Bai Fu punched Chen Honghu excitedly. Ding Dong took the wine, took out a few pottery bowls from the kitchen cabinet, and poured it for the brothers. The wine was slightly yellow in color.
The aroma of the wine is refreshing.
"Do it!" The four young men sat down on their knees, picked up the wine glass, made a grown-up look, raised their necks, poured the wine into their mouths, shouted: "Good wine! A Thin Throat", and then clapped their hands and laughed.
After a few drinks, the four of them blushed and felt even more proud. After three rounds of drinking, Bai Fu slapped the table, stood up, beat the fou and sang loudly. Ding Dong took out the bamboo slipper to add to the fun, and Hong Hu and Tang Li also sang in response.
This is Li Bai's world-famous new work "Xia Ke Xing":
Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuang Xueming.
The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star.
Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles.
Hello.
I was leisurely passing by Xinling to drink, taking off my sword and crossing my knees.
The general will be eating Zhu Hai, holding a wine glass to persuade the marquis to win.
Three cups of Turannuo make the five mountains seem lighter.
After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit and vitality are restored.
He waved the golden mallet to save Zhao, Handan was shocked at first.
Two heroes from the Qianqiu period have conquered Daliang City.
Even if a hero dies and his bones are fragrant, he will not be ashamed of being a hero in the world.
Who can write your Excellency, Baishou Taixuan Sutra?
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On this wet and cold winter night in Bashu, there is snow outside the window and hot pot inside the house. The young people here are singing around the fire, talking about the past and present, and thinking about the world. How can a person be so happy? As the saying goes, young people don't know the feeling of sorrow, and fall in love with upstairs. Fall in love with upstairs.
In order to compose new words, I forcefully express my sorrow. Who knows the ups and downs of life...