She smiled proudly and said: "As we all know, mosquitoes are afraid of the smell of smoke, and people in Pingxiang sometimes set off fireworks in order to drive away mosquitoes. ”

Oh! No wonder, so, Pingxiang bacon is placed unchanged after three dogs, without mosquito bites?

Tong Yue asked rhetorically.

How else can Tong Yue be the youngest female professor at W City University of Architecture and Design?

The female professor then came the question!

"So how is the fragrant and long-lasting Pingxiang bacon made?"

Tong Yue's question made a half-informed friend stunned for a moment.

Originally, my friend just wanted to beat Tong Yue's usual erudite arrogance, but he didn't expect that Tong Yue had so many problems, the key was that it was so specific!

My friend didn't know much about Pingxiang bacon, but now he seems to have been made passive by Tong Yue.

She struggled for a long time without finding a suitable answer.

In the end, Tong Yue added: "Because its whole set of processes is still relatively complicated." The season of making Pingxiang bacon is very particular, and it needs to be brought after the winter solstice. Right?"

Tong Yue threw the question out again.

My friend was stunned.

Then he explained, just a little impression on his own.

He said that after the winter solstice, just close to the end of the year, Pingxiang people have always had the custom of slaughtering fat pigs, chickens, ducks, geese, dogs, sheep, etc.

Tong Yue is here to ask again!, "How to store so much fresh food?"

My friend was stunned, why didn't he ask 100,000 why?

In order to show that she is no more lonely than Tong Yue, the friend continued: "The wise Pingxiang people thought of using fireworks to smoke. Before smoking, it needs to be salted for about half a month, and then hung on the stove. ”

Tong Yue asked again: "How high is it?"

The pot friend said that as for how high to hang, it is also particular, not too high and not too low, about one meter or so.

Tong Yue nodded.

Tong Yue's question stopped, and the friend said proudly: "In winter, the elderly in Pingxiang are still used to gathering around the stove to keep warm, while playing with their children and grandchildren, or knitting sweaters, or hooking woolen slippers. ”

Tong Yue imagined, chatting about the sky, occasionally looking at the pile of Pingxiang bacon on the stove, smelling the strong fragrance, his heart was down-to-earth, beautiful, and grinning.

"And when can I eat it?"

Suddenly, Tong Yue threw this question out.

This is not difficult for her, "Wait for the slow smoke for half a month, remove it, wash the dark and dark smoke stains with boiling water, air dry the water, and then slice it and put it in the pot." ”

So complicated?

Tong Yue couldn't help but sigh.

If you want good food, you need to put in the effort.

"And how do you eat it?"

Tong Yue asked, because she had heard so much, Tong Yue had long wanted to get it back and give it to her family to eat!

The friend said matter-of-factly: "Pingxiang bacon is home-roasted and steamed. You can put chili peppers and garlic in the home roast, stir-fry, and the fragrant and hot feeling will make people drool. ”

This is good!

My friend added, saying that steaming is very simple, the slices are slightly thicker than home burning, put in a bowl, put it in a steamer, and steam it for 45 minutes.

"You don't need to teach this, anyone can do it, right?"

Tong Yue laughed.

She has no ill intentions per se, but she just accidentally makes others feel that her knowledge is inferior to hers.

The friend seemed to be unconvinced, but also like a salesman, and then said: "The cooked Pingxiang bacon is transparent and bright, the yellow is full of thick red, and a touch of white, fat and thin, jumping on the tip of the tongue, fat but not greasy, mellow and delicious." ”

This Tong Yue listened and swallowed his saliva.

She also knew that she had checked the information, because bacon is rich in phosphorus, potassium and sodium, which is not only appetizing and spleen, warming the body and driving away cold, but also eliminating food and increasing appetite.

"Tong Yue, that's right, but as for the history of Pingxiang bacon, you may not know it!"

Friends have finally found a gap to her!

She got carried away and explained: "Pingxiang bacon can be described as a must, with a long history and regional cultural origins. ”

Oh, what about the history of this black thing?

Tong Yue has never had a concept of stories, but at this moment, she wants to know what kind of broken story bacon can make!

The friend smiled proudly and said unhurriedly: "According to the folk legend in Pingxiang, more than 2,000 years ago, Zhang Lu, the king of Hanning, was defeated in the army, and when he passed through Hanzhong, he was hungry and panicked......

I'll go!

These things are just rural people, there was no refrigerator to put things in the past, and then there happened to be no advanced electric stove for baking, so there was a stove.

Then, put the meat on the stove and that's it.

What's the story? It's just the icing on the cake.

Maybe it's made up to sell bacon!

However, Tong Yue still listens to kindness, she doesn't break it.

Do not puncture.

Listen as she continues.

She paused, took a sip of water, and then said: "Seeing that he was pitiful, the Hanzhong people took out the smoked meat kept at home and cooked it, and then cooked a large pot of rice. ”

"Oh! This smoked meat, i.e. bacon. Right?"

My friend said a lot, and Tong Yue summed it up in this sentence.

Originally, Tong Yue also wanted to sigh more, but he still couldn't find the words.

Girls who study science will never understand the essence of literature and art.

She wanted more descriptions, more praise.

That wouldn't live up to her description.

"Yes, that's right!"

If a person is too smart and reacts too quickly, he is often looked down upon.

My friend seems to have some displeasure, she is a foreigner, what do you know?

Friends continue to work hard to reminisce and play with her story!"Tong Yue, you may not know, right? To this day, Pingxiang bacon is still a traditional specialty dish in Pingxiang City. ”

"Yes!"

Tong Yue said again.

This woman's IQ is incredibly high, her EQ is almost zero, and a female doctor is not a woman!

There are three kinds of people in this world: one kind of man, one kind of woman, and another kind of female doctor.

Hehe......

My friend laughed to himself!

The friend then explained that its "fragrant and fragrant" characteristics make it one of the "top ten Gan dishes".

It is said that Pingxiang bacon is also one of the ten most popular dishes for foreign tourists in Jiangxi Province.

"Tong Yue, what you said is right, yes. ”

On the surface, her friend agreed with her.

However, my friend explained: "Of course, Pingxiang bacon is also one of the top ten specialties of Pingxiang that are loved by Pingxiang locals. ”

"So, on the table of Pingxiang's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, this local and authentic Pingxiang bacon was put on the table?"

What's more, she still finished speaking, Tong Yue summed it up again!

This is not enough, Tong Yue continued: "With fine wine, the family is reunited, the family is happy, the Pingxiang people are harmonious, and the family is happy." ”

No, how does Tong Yue know?

Tong Yue remembered that she laughed at the time and replied: "Everyone is the same, there are people all over the country who are like this!"

Friends imagined, yes.

Then, she was still in a daze. I stared blankly, and I didn't know what I was doing.

Tong Yue came back to his senses from his memory.

found that Ouyang Zhiying had already bought it from the bacon boss.

This kid has such an idea!

Ouyang Zhiying carried the bacon and put it in the vegetable basket.

With a grin, I went to the seafood section again.

Ouyang Zhiying has been picking where to go.

Doesn't he have to ask me what to buy?

"Ouyang Zhiying, do you know how to buy vegetables?"

Tong Yue is like a follower, just stand aside and pay.

Ouyang Zhiying did a good job, he carried the basket, he knew how to pick the freshest.

After that, Ouyang Zhiying will also bargain with the boss.

Is that so?

Tong Yue was full of smiles, originally thought that this child was difficult to bring, but who knows, he was very good to Tong Yue and helped Tong Yue a lot.

Tong Yue turned her head and looked at the gate of the vegetable market.

Fortunately, she didn't meet Zha Xiaoyu like this, otherwise she would have had enough to bear.

"Ouyang Zhiying, you can buy vegetables, right?"

Tong Yue smiled with satisfaction and looked at Ouyang Zhiying.

Ouyang Zhiying turned her head, looked at it, and said: "Mom, these things, in the past, my mother didn't worry about me staying at home alone, since I was very young, she has been taking me to and from the vegetable market, and I am familiar with it." ”

Suddenly, Mrs. Ouyang was mentioned.

Ouyang Zhiying's tone couldn't help but be a little sad.

What's wrong with him?

Tong Yue looked at his face and said, "Okay, okay, don't talk about it, now that I'm older, don't come to this kind of place often in the future, children don't come to this kind of dirty place, the air is not good-"

"Mom, where you can, I can, don't look at me as a boy, I can also be your little padded jacket." ”

"Okay, just do as you say. Hey, I don't know what Belle will be like when she grows up, I hope he's as well-behaved as you. ”

"Mom, don't worry, when Belle opens up, if he is disobedient, I will beat him for you!"

"Son, that's not going to work, he's too young to fight. ”

"Mom, you just have a good heart, the child is disobedient, you want to beat, this is what my mother said-"

I didn't pay attention, and mentioned my mother who had just died.

Ouyang Zhiying smiled bitterly, shook his head, and changed the topic.

Ouyang Zhiying said, holding Tong Yue's arm.

The two walked outside the vegetable market.

Ouyang Zhiying put the food in the trunk of the car.

Then he helped Tong Yue into the car.

Ouyang Zhiying sat in the back seat by himself.

Tong Yue sat in the cab, looked at the rearview mirror, and smiled, this kid, he is too well-behaved, why does Yao Jiali think he is not good?

Tong Yue smiled bitterly, perhaps, Ouyang Zhiying didn't buy her account at all in front of Yao Jiali.

Or, if you don't get along with your child, it's a matter of fate.

Only in this way does it make sense.

Tong Yue stepped on the accelerator and stopped at the computer city near the vegetable market.

The two happily went to a computer city and bought Ouyang Zhiying's favorite tablet.

He took it and held it in his arms like a baby!