Siheyuan: I am Du Shouyi

Chapter 252

Chapter 252

July [-]th, Sunday.

Gu Ling is going to visit her son in the courtyard today.Aunt Xu and Weimin and Weiliang brothers came with her.

Du Shouyi laughed strangely when he saw the two brothers, "Brothers, you bumped into each other today, so don't blame the younger brothers for being cruel."

"What's wrong? Did you prepare a big dish for us today?"

"Hey, have you learned enough Kyoto dialect? OK, I'll let you cry later."

Du Shouyi never spoke in vain. When Jianguo and Xiaowei presented a song for their mother, the two mothers began to cry, and Gu Ling cried like a tearful person.

Du Shouyi felt a little embarrassed, he pulled Xu Weimin, and said in a low voice, "Go, go to my room and drink tea, if you take a step slower, you won't be able to leave."

Du Shouyi dragged the two Xu family brothers to the south room.He couldn't help laughing when he sat down.

Xu Weimin thought about it, and complained: "Shouyi, isn't your move bad enough? With Jianguo and the others comparing each other, why don't the two of us let mother nagging to death?"

"Can you blame me? I told you before that you two were lucky enough to get into trouble on your own."

"That song is quite nice, who wrote it?"

"I don't know. As long as it sounds good, why do you care about that?"

Xu Weimin heard something. He looked at Du Shouyi and said, "You didn't write it, did you?"

Du Shouyi smiled and nodded, admitting it.This song is definitely not a decadent sound, and it's okay to admit it.As long as the word "love" appears in the lyrics, it cannot be recognized even if it is beaten to death.

"Do you still write songs?"

"Who do you look down on? I can write songs since the year I knew how to eat cornbread."

The three laughed and chatted for a while, and chatted about yesterday's table tennis match. Half of the two brothers came here because of curiosity.After chatting for a while, it's time for today's sign-in.

"Ding, the host's reward for signing in today is, 'Dahuchun' fried steamed buns X500."

'Dahuchun' is a famous pan-fried restaurant in Shanghai, which is known to everyone in Shanghai.

From the name, it doesn't look like a snack bar, but more like a tea house.In fact, it is true, it was originally a tea house.

In the old society, the "upper class" in Shanghai paid attention to wrapping water in the morning and water in the afternoon.

Drink tea in the morning and listen to Pingtan, it's purse water.Then go to the bathhouse for a soak in the afternoon, feel comfortable and comfortable, that is called water foreskin.Not to mention, this way of enjoying is almost the same as that of people in Kyoto.

Tea drinkers usually get up late at night and go straight to the teahouse after washing themselves.There is a Shengjian stall downstairs in Dahuchun, run by a couple. Teagoers who come to Dahuchun often ask the waiter to order Erliang Shengjian for breakfast.

The fried food tastes good, and Dahuchun is located in a lively area, not far from the 'Big World'.After going back and forth, the fried rice here has become famous.

The owner of the teahouse was a shrewd man. He invited the couple who were making pancakes into the shop, and simply changed their profession to making snacks. This clever move established a century-old restaurant.

Speaking of Shengjian, there is also a story about Shanghai=Shanghai.It is stated in advance that everything is the words of online games and has absolutely nothing to do with regional discrimination.

In the 21st century, a person from Jiangsu came to Shanghai and opened a snack bar called 'Little Yang Shengjian'.

'Little Yang Shengjian' became very popular in the future, became famous in Shanghai and became a famous restaurant in Shanghai.As everyone knows, this is a slap in the face of Shanghainese.why?There is also a little bit of "orthodox" issue related to Shengjian.

The full name of Shanghai Shengjian is 'Shengjian Mantou'.The semi-fermented noodles are used, and the skin is soft and the bottom shell is crispy, so it is called 'steamed buns'.

'Xiao Yang Sheng Jian' uses unfermented noodles, commonly known as 'dead noodles'.Dead noodles are used to make 'potstickers' and 'small cages' in Shanghai.Before the 90s, there was no store that used dead noodles for raw pan-fried noodles, regardless of size, including roadside stalls, no.It's safe to say, 100%, none of them.

Shanghai Shengjian does not pay attention to one bite and one pack of soup.There is not much soup in Dahuchun's raw fried stuffing, but the meat must be stirred vigorously to be elastic.

The quality of the meat filling depends on whether it can form a 'ball' and be elastic.If you use too much leftovers such as skin and lymph, the meat filling will be loose.

But Xiao Yang Sheng Jian is the other way around, using the stuffing method of soup dumplings.A large amount of meat jelly is mixed in the meat stuffing. When the meat is heated, the jelly melts, and a bite of raw fried juice can fill a tablespoon.

It is hard to have two things in this world. If there is too much juice, the meat filling will inevitably loosen and the taste will not be elastic.This is another 'deviant'.

Unexpectedly, it is such a "nondescript" raw soup dumpling that makes Shanghainese completely forget the word "authentic" that they have been emphasizing all the time.

Xiao Yang Sheng Jian opened on Yunnan Road in the downtown area. When it was at its peak, diners flocked to it, and there were a lot of followers in the market.

Later, nine and a half out of ten pan-fried pancakes in the SH market imitated 'Xiao Yang', and made a modified version of 'pan-fried soup dumpling'.Dahuchun and Fengyu are probably the only time-honored brands still struggling to stick to the traditional method of 'steamed buns'.If the Patriarch of Shengjian Mantou knew about this, the coffin might not even be able to cover it.

People in Kyoto like to say "authentic", while people in Shanghai like "authentic".But in the long river of time, many things are no match for the passage of time.Shengjian is just an inconspicuous little wave.

After having fried rice, lunch is ready. Aunt Xu was pleasantly surprised when the fried rice and chicken and duck blood soup were brought to the table.

"Is this fried?"

"Yes, the old master invited from Dahuchun made it, is it called 'Dahuchun'?"

Du Shouyi was a little uncertain, so he turned to look at Xu Weimin. He was studying at a university in Shanghai, so this kind of thing should be very clear.

"Yes, it would be perfect with curry beef soup, but chicken and duck blood soup is also good."

Xu Weimin's word became a prophecy'.Monday morning, July [-]th.

"Ding, the host's reward for signing in today is, 'Big Pot Spring' Curry Beef Soup x500."

Du Shouyi looked at the space, a little speechless.This broken soup doesn't need Dahuchun at all, he can make it himself.It is to boil a large piece of beef in white water, and finally take out the beef and slice it, and pour some curry powder into the soup to taste. It is so simple that it is almost fooled.

But for the sake of the seven or eight slices of thin beef at the bottom of the bowl, Du Shouyi stopped scolding Xu Weiliang for being too talkative.These soups can at least make Zhong Yuemin and the others have a tooth-fighting ceremony.

During lunch break, it started raining heavily, and it didn't stop until three or four o'clock.

In his previous life, Du Shouyi had seen a few times the so-called "one-in-a-century" heavy rain. According to his visual observation, the amount of precipitation today is not too much different, and the rain is like the sky leaking.

Du Shouyi looked at the heavy rain outside and asked Bai San'er, "Is your wife still at work?"

"Go up?"

"Tell her to be careful and don't get wet and cold. There's something wrong with this day this year. If you can't help it, just take two days off. Don't worry about money at this time."

"Well, I'll go back and talk to her."

After dinner, Du Shouyi came to Li Jixiang's house. Judging from the rain conditions in the past two days, he should consider moving in advance.What Du Shouyi didn't expect was that the resistance to the Li family's move was Wang Guihua.The broken family is worth thousands of dollars, and the old lady is a little reluctant to part with her belongings.

"So serious?" Xiong Ming asked.

"Well, it seems that it's more serious than originally estimated. Please persuade your mistress, anyway, it will only take less than a month."

Li Jixiang asked: "Boss, how heavy is the rain this year?"

Du Shouyi thought for a while and said, "It's a conservative estimate, once in 200 years."

He is still too conservative and says too little

There are three rooms, one large, two small, and three rooms in the small courtyard of Jinbeiler's house, all of which have been renovated this year.After pulling out the live bricks on the two partition walls, the air conditioner can control all three rooms, which not only regulates the temperature and humidity, but also forms an air room, which can hold the whole house firmly from the inside. Just foolproof.

Du Shouyi planned to let Xiong Ming and Li Jixiang live in the east and west side rooms, and leave the big room in the middle for Li Kuiyong's family.His house is located in a low-lying area. When there was a flood in [-], the water almost overflowed the dining table. It seems that this year it will definitely not be spared.As for the others, it really doesn't matter.

When Du Shouyi came home, Aunt Wang of the street had been waiting for him for a long time.Seeing him, Aunt Wang said with some embarrassment:

"Shouyi, do you still have those rainproof cloths you mentioned?"

"Yes, I left ten of them in Shougui's room. Are they enough?"

"Enough, enough. Two is enough."

"Take them all, it's useless to leave them here. Just pay attention to recycling. In fact, don't be too nervous, it's okay to lose a few sheets."

"Hey, I see."

After hearing Du Shouyi's words, Aunt Wang was relieved.

"Do you want sandbags for flood control? Or ask the army to borrow some?"

These words made Aunt Wang's heart that had just let go hang again.Flood control sandbags?what does it mean?Nanluo is the highest location in Dongcheng, right?

　In the morning, I saw my book friend Xiao Ji criticizing too many dishes, which reminded me of Xiao Yang Shengjian. I had nothing to do in the afternoon, so I took the time to write another chapter.

　　I declare in advance that this is a truthful account of the problem, but it is by no means a complaint.Writing a book is my own pleasure, no one forces me, and I am not forced by life.The fun in this is not enough for outsiders, let alone whether it is bitter or not.

　　Digressed, back to the topic.

　　Now I go to work every day and answer questions. There are a lot of things to do and the time for coding is really limited.I make it a rule for myself that once I start typing on the keyboard, I can't stop.

　　But ideas don’t follow the rules.Sometimes my thoughts are blocked and I can’t stop using the keyboard.what to do?Irrigation.As I kept pouring my thoughts, I got them again.

　　Just like the pork skin jelly in Xiao Yang Sheng Jian, you can say solid dry food, or you can pour water.

　　Not all, but some dishes are just waterlogged.I admit, I'm guilty.

　　However, the author still has a conscience and uses high-quality broth to irrigate.

　　For example, the part where the water came out of the pan-fried fish was improvised.There are some unpopular knowledge and historical allusions. It is like clearing away the fog to find the historical truth.I bet [-]% of readers are hearing about it for the first time?It’s not too abrupt given the context, right?

　　Are there readers from Shanghai=Shanghai?You probably know best in your heart.

　　So. The criminal method is gentle, the confession attitude is good, and the flooding criminal himself is quite handsome, can the sentence be reduced by a few years?

　　Added an updated chapter to apologize to all book friends. :)

(End of this chapter)