In Xi'an, there are many small shops hidden.
Some are unknown, some are famous. Each small shop has its own story, or hardship and pain, or warm touch. The long river of time is swept away by the waves, and after a thousand turns, it becomes the food in front of you.
Delicious is not easy to come by, and the good taste deserves more people to know.
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Summer, belonging to the sun, watermelon, ice cream, for the people of Xi'an, there is one thing indispensable.
When night falls, there is heat in the wind, open a bottle of fragrant nine degrees, a cup of belly, at this time the table must have a wonderful town table treasure - skewers.
People laughed, got drunk, and sank more and more in the jianghu of cumin and pepper.
If you talk about Xi'an grilled skewers, there is a name like thunder, presumably foodies often patronize, the name of the shop is called - Boss Pei.
Deep alleys, dim lights, people meet. In the smoke, the big brother of the bare shoulder blows loudly, the student looks, the beautiful girl, the new non-mainstream social shake teenager, in this square world and the world of harmonious coexistence.
I think people who have eaten have the same feeling, anxiety, very anxious.
The legend of snatching meat begins here.
By the side of the hot grill, there are often a group of big men standing in the shape of a biao, the newly baked skewers have just been put on the table, the big men have come to the spirit, the eyes are sharp, the secret competition, you compete with me, within a few seconds, the skewers are snatched up, leaving the weaker people secretly hurt, obsessively staring at the fat and healthy back.
The so-called fast, accurate, fierce, is the secret of grabbing meat. Juanxiu's girl does not have to worry, the flower protector has long been unable to hold back the enthusiasm of the performance, if the girls are bold, dare to stand in front of the stove, the big brothers also make a way, the foreign point of the English:
“lady frist！”
Noisy, trivial, and sifty barbecue, which belongs to the fireworks of Xi'an, and only Xi'an people can taste it.
There was a big brother in the crowd who was even more eye-catching, with a white vest, a black apron, a cigarette in his mouth, and he did not smile, but it was strange why these big men who snatched meat also had a trace of awe written in their eyes.
The big man will smile at you:
"Voss boss!"
How can the bloody roast meat jianghu be missing the name of Boss Pei?
Eyes like dragons, left and right to start work
What kind of story is hidden after this hot barbecue?
Silence is Jin's boss Pei, and his story is only known to his son Pei Xiang.
Lao Pei's life history is also wonderful. I have driven food stalls and sold pork, because I had a dream of becoming a driver since I was a child, and I began pedaling tricycles. I felt that life was more than that, I went to take the big car driver's license, and finally became a qualified truck driver, but the first time I drove, I crashed the door of a façade room.
In short, life is directionless, poor, and evicted from the house.
In 2003, the national fight against SARS, Boss Pei, the old Pei parents, because of the contradiction with the family, was driven out of the house by the old father.
The roof leaked during the overnight rain, and his wife also fell ill, sought medical advice, hollowed out her savings, and owed more than 100,000 foreign accounts.
The money was spent, but the people did not keep it, old Pei lost his wife, and Little Pei lost his mother.
The already stubborn father and son, the teenager rebelled, the father was silent, a month, the two said no more than three sentences.
Life had to go on, and the father was introduced to his current mother.
How can I repay my debts?
At the mouth of the alley, the first Pei Boss grilled meat was freshly baked, and since then he has started his barbecue dynasty.
Pushing carts, three or four small tables, husband and wife, how many strings, how much to sell. A handful of cumin, a pinch of spicy seeds, charcoal fire is flourishing, passers-by are attracted.
Children after school, walking residents, dry and hot summer nights, it is necessary to have roast meat to be complete.
After selling the last string, the two of them collected the stalls and went home, the single bed board was covered with a quilt, a simple home, life or life, the problem of each of us.
Boss Pei's barbecue technology and driving are very different, which can be skillful, and the taste of grilled meat is getting better and better.
The aroma of wine is not afraid of the deep alley, and the number of small tables in three or five has increased to ten. At this time, it ushered in the fate that every stall could not escape - the city management came.
Moving deeper into the alley, today's Boss Pei, has been since then.
The father is conscientious, but the young son feels that it is humiliating to sell barbecue. The relationship between father and son is weak, young and vigorous, and they will leave when they say they do it. Shenzhen gave his son the opportunity to pursue his dreams.
The barbecue prince's favorite since childhood is snooker.
Xiao Pei, the court attendant, is practicing every day after work.
"Others can go abroad to play billiards for bonuses, and I can too."
Ten years of grinding a sword, Xiao Pei's billiards skills gradually improved, and he made his debut in many games. The competition won, but the prize money was not enough to support themselves.
Business at home is getting better. Xiao Pei had no choice but to ask his father for money, and his taciturn father said two words:
"No money."
The unfinished dream of youth makes the gap between father and son deeper, and they are not connected to each other, which is their tacit understanding.
New Year's Day, "homecoming" is the eternal theme, people are not far away, just to reunite with their families, the year of deep affection, let the Chinese unload the exhaustion.
Xiao Pei in Shenzhen, did not return home for several years. Fireworks bloomed, Chinese New Year's Eve rice was fragrant, Xiao Pei called his aunt and his third father, and the voice of his family made him cry, but he never dialed his father's phone.
The Chinese New Year's Eve in Shenzhen is full of the loneliness of teenagers.
In 2011, Xiao Pei had no income and could only return to Xi'an and began to help in the store.
Big contradictions are not mentioned, small frictions are constant, father-son communication is paranoid, the atmosphere is hot, and the father and son are cold to the freezing point.
Xiao Pei is a down-to-earth person, since he has returned, he will do a good job, and diners have also begun to recognize Xiao Pei's production.
It's just that in the heart of the teenager, there is still a billiard dream, a dream that his father does not support.
A few years have passed, Boss Pei is famous outside, and teenagers are also trying to grow.
On July 4, 2017, the barbecue stall was bustling, and Xiao Pei drank wine and rode an electric car on the road.
With a thud, the car made a harsh sound on the ground, and a taxi knocked him out, bleeding profusely from his legs.
Did not dare to call my father, found a friend to take to the hospital, the doctor stopped the bleeding and bandaged, it was more than two o'clock.
It happened to be my father's birthday.
Xiao Pei was on the hospital bed, and in the distance he saw a figure coming, staggering and looking anxious.
The man approached, tears in his eyes, it was his father, the stubborn father, and he was vulnerable in front of him, trying to speak, but choking repeatedly.
"At that moment, I realized that he was my father, he was stubborn, cold, but he loved me."
The boy really grows up the moment he understands his father.
In an interview with the "Supper Night" column group, when his son's billiard dream was mentioned, the silent father began to cry, and the interview was terminated for a while.
Xiao Pei also understood that this was his own regret and his father's regret.
Regret is the norm in life, and moving forward is the theme.
Father and son reconcile, and Boss Pei barbecues show the appearance of the king.
There are still not many words, tolerance and understanding are written in the busy, when the father and son have a glass of wine, watching the business of fireworks and fireworks, coming and going to the crowd, the hustle and bustle of the night, hiding the untold story between father and son.
I used to think it was humiliating to sell barbecue meat, but now Xiao Pei controls the whole field.
The father's health is not very good, pancreatitis has recurred, and all the quality of the vegetables and meat is still controlled by the father.
The son took on heavy responsibilities, went to the stove, passed on the dishes, and every night was a big battle.
Grilled, meat quality is the key, fresh beef is bright and moist, tender inside and out slightly reddish. Old Pei insisted that the boss leave the best meat, and today's quality is not good, change one.
The roasted meat is first given to the children and pregnant women, which is also a tradition that Boss Pei has always adhered to.
Seasons change and seasons are constantly adjusted. Injecting the spices of the soul into the meat skewers, the quasi-precision of the old Pei's pinching, and the tempering of more than ten years, Xiao Pei still has a long way to go.
The skewers are flipped under the hands, the flesh color gradient, the color of the magic stove is fully displayed, the good barbecue chef, the action is flowing, one move and one style writes about the past rivers and lakes, if you put a towel on your shoulder, wear a white vest, hang a little sweat on your forehead, and have a little bit of market flavor, it has become a different scenery on the stall.
The skewers are evenly dipped in spices, smoking hot, freshly baked, the hot oil is still shaking, and the aroma of the noodles begins the night supper journey.
Spicy seeds give beef a crimson coat, the aroma of charcoal fire is attached, cumin is dripping with flavor, and in summer, the life of Xi'an people is given by barbecue and air conditioning.
The taste buds have memories, authentic Xi'an barbecue, always charcoal fire and cumin chemical collision. People talk about wine, reunion of old friends, drunken nights, guys who have just lost love, the reunion of three or five brothers, the bragging voice over the wind, small stalls, endless summer nights.
Today, Boss Pei and the second branch have also opened.
The story of fireworks, the jianghu of the city well continues to be staged, at this moment, countless barbecue stalls are in the city, and the bare-chested big brother does not mind the contempt of the sister at the next table.
The skewer on each person's table is shiny and plump, looking forward to the second visit of Xi'an people.
Xi'an people's memories of barbecue, starting from the one skewer in childhood, accompanied by youth, growth, friendship, companionship, lost lovers, distant friends, we talked loudly there, pointed out the country and mountains, drunk, occasionally looked back, just remembered a certain night, the breeze was drunk, the summer night was cool, the laughter of friends, the fragrant skewers.
In the narrow alley, the story of father and son is still very long, and the billiards teenager is destined to inherit the reputation of Xi'an barbecue overlord.
"I'm a roast seller, and from now on, I'll still sell barbecue."
This is the story of Boss Pei.
A skewer, father and son love.
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@Jack brother
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