Food: You have to eat to pay off debts?

Song's father and Song's mother originally thought they would have to wait for a long time, but they didn't expect a dish to be served so quickly. As Mao Xuewang was placed on the table, their eyes lit up.

I saw a large pure white soup bowl filled with red soup. The soup was smooth and translucent, neither turbid nor turbid. It was so clear that you could see clearly at a glance what side dishes were inside.

The duck blood, cut to a suitable thickness, has been cooked, and the bean sprouts are soft and attached to the soup. There are also slightly curly and tender tripe, and pink lunch meat, all in the bright red soup. In the juice, the color becomes more attractive.

Under the light, the whole dish seemed to glow, as if it had special effects.

With just one glance, Song’s mother let out an exclamation

"This Maoxuewang looks so authentic!"

This is a local specialty from her mother's side. It is very famous in the local area. But after she married and came to Dongshi, she has not had authentic Maoxuewang for a long time.

Either the taste is wrong, or the side dishes are wrong.

Good. If the blood is strong, half of a dish will be red oil, and the red oil must be red and translucent. In order to save costs, many stores will not put so much red oil in.

Only Today's Maoxuewang, just looking at the side dishes and red oil, is extremely authentic, but I don't know if the taste can match the color.

"Then try it quickly!"Song's father put a piece of duck blood in the bowl for Song's mother, and he quickly took a piece of it.

Song's mother carefully picked up the piece of duck's blood, blew it gently, and brought it to her mouth.

Before eating, she The spicy taste of the butt rushes directly into the nose overbearingly. The numbing smell of Sichuan peppercorns appears first, which is fragrant and numb, followed closely by the spiciness of chili peppers. The two flavors are completely blended together under the chef's cooking. With the blessing of red oil condensed from various spices, a unique aroma of Maoxuewang is formed, which is spicy and thick.

Such an overbearing aroma has already made the taste buds panic, and even the stomach has begun to sing an empty city plan..

Smelling such a tantalizing fragrance, Song Ma was even more looking forward to it. She couldn't wait to open her mouth and took a bite. For a moment, the spicy fragrance flowed along the tip of the tongue, and suddenly reached the base of the tongue, and the fragrance reached her throat. She pressed her teeth harder. As soon as I bite, the duck blood is very tender and smooth. It spreads out in my mouth with a light bite. The taste is very delicate and soft. I press the tip of my tongue harder and roll it into my throat. After eating it, it smells delicious all the way..

Song Ma showed an incredible expression.

"This duck blood is too tender."

Many of the duck blood sold on the market now use Hex technology. Even if the fresh duck blood is tender when cooked, it cannot achieve such a delicate taste. But fortunately, the duck blood in the restaurant has the same taste. This kind of texture.

This tender and delicate texture even reminded Song’s mother of the Maoxuewang that her family made for her when she was a child. It tasted like this and she hadn’t eaten it in many years. She was so excited that she almost wanted to eat it. I want to cry.

People of their age are the easiest to be sad. Father Song was eating deliciously when he suddenly saw Mother Song’s eyes were red. He thought she had been burned, so he quickly gave her a tissue and ordered another order. Bring a bottle of drink

"Drink something sweet to neutralize the spiciness."

Song's mother was still a little homesick and felt panicked. When she saw the drink handed over by Song's father, she couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"What are you thinking, I will be hurt, and you don’t even think about where I am from. Father Song then remembered that his wife’s hometown was very spicy. He laughed dryly and put some food for Mother Song to eat.

Mother Song sighed with emotion:"I just suddenly felt a little homesick. The epidemic has happened in the past few years. I didn't even get home properly."After saying this, Song's mother's eyes turned red again.

Song's father hated to see his daughter-in-law cry, so he quickly comforted her.

"How about we take the time to go back recently. Our son is so old, so we don’t need to worry too much. Let’s take care of the work at hand and go home specifically. Then you can play as many days as you want. ,How about it?"

This really touched Song's mother's heart. She hummed and ate the duck intestines that Song's father gave her.

Maoxuewang is a bit like Maocai, but the taste is thicker. In addition to the duck blood, the side dishes inside In addition, there are also dishes such as mixed tripe. Each dish tastes very good and retains the texture of the ingredients. The bean sprouts are crisp and raw, the tripe is tender and the luncheon meat is delicious.

Delicious dishes, Song Ma will enjoy eating them. I felt much better, and by chance, the remaining two dishes were also served. The two of them ordered rice and ate it with open stomachs.

On the other hand, I had a meal at a barbecue stall with my classmates, and they were bragging on the street. Song Bin and his group also came to the food court at this time. They had just finished the barbecue and everyone was a little thirsty now, so they went to buy a few cups of milk tea. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

While drinking milk tea, he smelled the looming fragrance, and Song Bin couldn't help but look back so that he could come back to the restaurant.

To be honest, he has been checking guides online recently, and after seeing a lot of dishes, he started to get greedy.

It's a pity that there is no number. , couldn't eat.

At this time, a classmate suddenly pointed to the restaurant and shouted:"Song Bin, aren't those your parents?

Song Bin laughed:"Are you kidding me? My parents are at home.""[]

"Why are you lying to me? Look at the third table over there at the window. Who is sitting there if it’s not your parents? You turn around and look"

"You're still teasing me, okay, I'll just take a look and make you give up."

Song Bin turned his head and took a closer look at the place pointed by his classmate. He suddenly became spartan.

The guy wearing a black jacket, with a Chinese character face, and a naive smile, could not be his father. When he looked at it again , the one sitting next to dad, wearing a dark red coat, is indeed his mom.

How could my parents have the number to come back to the restaurant?

No, you are kidding me, why don’t you take him with you when your parents are here to have dinner again? He picked it up.

Song Bin just stood there, dumbfounded.

His classmates didn't know what happened, so they all gave him a thumbs up.

"You guys are so interesting. In order to hang out with us, you will give up even if you have a date to go and have dinner. You are indeed a good brother, you can deal with"

"That's right, there are so many places here and it's hard to get a hold of them. We only get to have a meal once in a while, but most of the time we can only look at them and drool. You still have the determination to give up."

"Brother, you are really my idol. You can't eat a delicious meal and go out to eat barbecue. Anyway, I can't do it."

"Can't compare, can't compare."

No, I'm not interesting enough, I don't have the determination, and I'm not an idol!

Song Bin wailed in his heart. It was like a bolt from the blue. His parents went out to eat without him.

I can't imagine that he was greedy for several days. His parents wouldn't take him to eat the food.

He was extremely sad because his parents disliked him.

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