To avoid the flood, he was alone on the Beach of the Qihe River. Hanging a half-stringed moon in the east, a round of sunset hanging in the west, the morning sun is like blood, melting my lonely heart. At this time, the water of the Qi River has lost its former strength, and it has become a dried sausage, and the lazy Yang Yang is lying on the riverbed.
Suddenly, a gust of incense entered my nostrils, and my taste buds trembled three times, "braised noodles", and two words suddenly burst into my mind. Subsequently, my heart was sour, how could it be?
If you are in your hometown, you should have a phone at this time.
"Dude, what's the matter after work?" "Eat braised noodles!" "Medium!" So, as soon as three or five brothers sat down in the restaurant, a small liquor bureau was formed.
Just like playing mahjong to call for "three lacks and one", brothers drinking wine has always used "eating braised noodles" as a contact signal. A plate of vegetarian platters, a plate of boiled peanuts, and a plate of laid beef. A plate of cold mixed belly silk, a pot of Qihe old wine, this grade has almost become the standard. Talk about the world, shout five drinks for more than six hours, "Boss, on the braised noodles, small bowl of noodles, large bowls, more coriander..." On the most meaningful day in Wang zhuang, if there is no lamb braised noodles as a stop, it must be a small regret!
Lamb braised noodles are Wangzhuang's signature brand, just like Hunan people love to eat chili peppers, which is a deep-rooted hometown love. In his hometown, the most eaten nature is "Erxiu" and "Erfeng" Fu Weiping. Don't look at the location of Wangzhuang is not convenient, but at night, Tangyin in the north, Neihuang in the east, development zone in the west, and county town in the south, there are not a few guests who come here to eat braised noodles. There are about 50 restaurants in Wangzhuang New Town and Old Town, basically all of which sell braised noodles. Although it is not as close as the family is shoulder to shoulder and the courtyard is like a city, but the households are full of wind and water, lively and lively, and the guests come and go...
A few years ago, when I introduced Wangzhuang Town, I once said: Wangzhuang has "four treasures", "copper musical instruments, wire weaving willows, lay beef, Qihe wine", and now I want to come, if the special cuisine of lamb braised noodles is not included in it, it is really ashamed of Wang zhuang.
"Hedong and Hexi for decades, different days in the north of the mountains and mountains." In the whole world, the most obsessive boys basically have no extravagant expectations than wine, food and beauty... Alas, the elderly people, this word is silent. People are not great Luo immortals, abandoning illusions, but the food and wine here have become nostalgia that is constantly cutting and messing up. For Wang Zhuang people, eating braised noodles is a habit of life, while for others, eating braised noodles has become a nature, a culture, and a luxury.
The road in the hometown is closed, and the water is unscrupulously encroaching on 100,000 acres of good land and 100,000 properties. Floods flood the roofs and wild fish swim over the eaves. At this time, presumably the lamb braised noodle shops of the "Second Repair" and "Second Front" have long since closed their doors. I am worried that the hometown flavor of lamb braised noodles will be annihilated by the flood from now on? No, it must not. After the big water, they will come back and we will come back. By that time, three or five brothers were sitting together, a plate of vegetarian platters, a plate of boiled peanuts, and a plate of beef. After a plate of cold mixed belly silk, a pot of Qihe old wine, braised noodles, small bowl noodles, large bowls, more coriander, more lamb...
The hometown is temporarily gone, and after the tears have run out, we understand that we miss not only the land and homeland, but also the precious nostalgia. Relatives and friends, neighbors, at this moment, if everyone is in the beautiful Wangzhuang New Town, bare-armed and flat-bellied horizontal and vertical twisting sitting in front of the door of the brightly lit braised noodle restaurant, stroking a bunch of lamb, sipping a sip of wine, pouring a bowl of fragrant braised noodles, the joy is extreme, the husband and wife what to ask for...
On the banks of the Ki River, thoughts return. Stir the nose wings to taste, where is the taste of lamb braised noodles? Looking back, the girl who baked the gluten was smiling at me...
(Fuqiu Yihe2021.8.1)