Fanxing | A bowl of fragrance

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"Life is a ray of messy, but you must be able to pull clearly, just like this, you must support it, you can open it, and you can't break it." While the mother and noodles are used with their own life experience Talk. I have learned to listen to the years, and my annoying 叨 has become pleasing.

The mother's words are intimate, and the mother's meal warms the stomach. Every time I go home, my mother will ask me what I want to eat, and to pull noodles. Do you not eat anything else? Mother will always ask. In her eyes, it was impossible to get on the table. But she did not expect that this bowl of extremely simple noodles became the hometown of my hometown that I was missing outside.

I remember when I was a kid, my mother would make noodles every time I was busy. At that time, it was not easy to eat a bowl of fine noodles. That year, the father who went to Weibei to change food, in order to rush home early, the water did not enter the day, and the mother felt distressed that her father made a large bowl of noodles. Looking at me aside, my father dialed me out of less than half a bowl, and he finished eating it and pressed the hunger with noodle soup. Looking at me gobbling and eating, my mother accused me of being ignorant. Although the mother said this, she was very guilty.

Time is like the water in the river, and the days are like trees in front of the door. Everything has undergone tremendous changes. Although I have eaten many foods in the South China Sea, the most greedy in memory is the bowl of noodles, and it seems that I have been eating it.

Turning noodles evolved from the "gift" of the Zhou Dynasty, and it has a history of more than 3,000 years.

In front of the hot air, the snow -white flour, under the nourishment of salt water, gradually becomes noodles with the mix of the mother's hand and become a ball. The mother rubbed her noodles into a small agent and covered it with plastic wrap. The time of time is polished, and the noodles can be condensed in silence. After two or three hours, this noodle can be pulled.

Press the noodles with the hand, roll it into a noodle sheet with a wide palm, and then press the two marks horizontally with a small rolling pin in the middle. As the two arms unfolded slowly, the noodles were like a white snake, and they kept swinging up and down their bodies, the longer and longer. The mother danced with both hands, and she played on the chopping board while pulling her face, just like the whip of the farmers in the air. With the loud sound of the ears, the noodles became thinner and brighter, and the noodle sheets that could not reach the palm of the hand were turned into nearly one meter -long noodle. Finally, the thicker noodles at both ends were torn, and the two marks were torn along the two marks of the rolling pin. The wide noodles turned into three narrow noodles.

The second brother is a chef for cold dishes and went to a Chinese restaurant in Germany two years ago to work. When I made a bowl of noodles for myself, I happened to be seen by the customer and asked for a bowl. Since then, the main work of the second brother has become a tip. The second brother’s noodle skills were learned from his mother. However, he did not expect, but it became the skill he rely on in a foreign country, and this bowl of noodles attracted many Chinese people from a long distance to catch up from the distance. Come. Taste buds are confidantes of nostalgia. It turned out that everyone had a long -lasting flavor in their hearts. It was food and thoughts. It could satisfy the taste buds and comfort the soul.

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