There is a word called "the husband who chases the smell", which often refers to "the hobby of eccentricities is different from ordinary people", in fact, to put it bluntly, the meaning is nothing more than what you think is stinky, but I think it is very fragrant.

As Nie Xiaoman once said, "Food for one person, poison for another" is really the most suitable. The most obvious example is the Nanyang offering "Shaozi", which is also called "durian fruit", which has been gradually introduced to Daming and planted in the south since the tribute.

And from this thing, the Ming Dynasty military and people were completely divided into two factions, strong lovers or special haters, and there was absolutely no middle way to go. Some people like durian when they smell it, but there has always been a rumor in Jinling City, saying that there are six Jiangyin people, who came to Jinling to shop and procure, and saw that there were people around, one by one rushed to squeeze forward, nothing was seen, only a burst of poisonous gas, and as a result, among the six people, five were smoked by the smell of durian and fainted.

It is said that in some provinces in the interior, everyone in the family has a stinky tank, and everything that can not be eaten is thrown into it, after the mold, it gives birth to emerald green long hair, which is terrifying, but it is a delicacy that everyone fights for.

There are also people who regard stinky tofu as the first national treasure of the Ming Dynasty, and the yellow and red ones are all cute, and there are even those that are as black as ink. It is covered with green moss that looks like it wriggles, and it emits a peculiar smell that some people can't stand anymore, but once fried, it is fragrant again. It's good that the taste is light after frying, so it's better to steam it enough.

Green amaranth sounds like a genus of fragrant orchids, but it's actually the opposite. This kind of dish is quite popular with Hangzhou people, and there are not a few people who are good at this in Jinling. Nie Xiaoman is one of them, in Xiaoman's opinion, if a glutton doesn't know how to chase the smell, then he can't be considered a real eater.

This dish uses the stem of amaranth, ordinary amaranth is very thin, you would never imagine that the stem will grow as thick as a human finger, even if it is pickled in salt water and rotten, the skin is still so tough, but the fiber in it has turned into a thick slurry, a light sniff, a smell hits the nose. It is steamed with stinky tofu, and it is a famous dish that "smells alike".

When Xiaoman and Jingmo entered Jiahe Building, they were still only clocks, but they completely forgot the time, and before they knew it, nearly two hours had passed like this. Originally, the two of them came to taste this "smelly same", but before the dish was finished, a lot of wine was drunk. Although neither of them had much alcohol, they also drank a pound and a half each between pushing the cup and changing the lamp, and they were staggered by the wall.

This is also the famous wine of Jinling, made of herbs, because it is placed in the wall for more than a month, the color is fragrant, so it is called against the wall, there are also called bamboo leaf clear, the countrymen call this kind of wine Du Mao Chai. Because this wine is especially good in October, there is also a wine called October white.

At this time, it was already close to Xiaohan, and it had been drizzling for two days in a row, the wind and frost were swords, and when I looked up, there was a feeling of black clouds pressing down on the city, and the weather was surprisingly cold. In order to warm up their bodies, Xiaoman and Jingmo simply indulged once and drank a few more cups.

The two of them were drinking to each other, but they heard two white-bearded old men on the next table, who were talking loudly: one moment talking about the rampant woe in the southeast half of the wall, scolding the Japanese slaves, and scolding today's students for a while. As long as he doesn't interfere with the imperial court, Jing Mo, the brocade guard, can't care about it, this is also laughing and scolding.

Nie Xiaoman and Jing Mo listened to the conversation between the two old men, and continued to raise their glasses and chat, this wine was as continuous as the flowing water of the Yangtze River, and I don't know when it started, there were five or six empty pots on the table unconsciously.

Nie Xiaoman then shook his tongue and said vigilantly: "Jingmo, let's stop here today." You see your face is almost red like a monkey's ass, if you drink a few more cups, and Nanxing scolds people when you return home, you will definitely push it on me. ”

Jing Mo smiled: "Hugh joked, what kind of monkey butt, my red face means that I am brave and loyal, and Master Guan's face is red, don't you say?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes, that's all you said, I've overdrunk today. If you drink it again, what if there is any inconvenience on the way back? Okay, I'm not going to drink it. ”

"You don't have to worry about that. Three watches in the middle of the night, if you really can't do it, you can go to my house to sleep. ”

A smile appeared on Nie Xiaoman's red face. "Hahaha, that's good, I'll go to your house to sleep, but if I go to sleep in your house, where will you sleep?"

"Yes, if you come to my house, where will I go?" Jingmo said, laughing: "Then I'll go to your house, you come to my house, I'll go to yours." Wouldn't it be good for us to change it? ”

"I don't have any opinion, I'm afraid that Nanxing is going to stab me with scissors." Nie Xiaoman smiled and looked at the lights outside the building. "Okay, let's stop talking drunk, it's a joke. It's three quarters of a mile, let's go back. ”

After the two met money, they walked out of Jiahe Restaurant. Nie Xiaoman was about to take a sedan chair back to the cat's study, but Jingmo decided to walk home. Originally, although he borrowed wine to cool off, he forgot to drink a few more glasses for a while, and the smell of wine and meat smelled Nanxing, but he was afraid that he would not like it. Therefore, Jingmo is willing to blow more wind all the way.

Nie Xiaoman persuaded Jing Mo: "I think you at least have to find a car to go home." The road has not been smooth these days, and besides, it is cold at night, and you are wearing this newly made golden rat skin robe, which is afraid that it will be even more unsafe. ”

Jing Mo drank a little forgetful, and laughed loudly: "Hahahahaha! Do you really want me to meet robbers? Are there any road bandits who dare to rob Jinyi Wei in this Jinling City, I'm afraid that they won't be born, right? ”

"Jingmo, don't be kidding, you don't wear a flying fish suit, who knows who you are? And when I saw you going downstairs, your legs seemed a little disobedient! ”

"That's the joke! I'm very clear at the moment, if you don't feel at ease, I can bet with you on a host. I'll go home now, and if you really fall halfway, I'll invite you to eat shark fin tomorrow. Good no good? ”

Seeing that Jing Mo was so stubborn, Nie Xiaoman had no choice but to smile faintly and stop saying anything, nodded to each other, and went home.

As everyone knows, although Jing Mo had a hard mouth just now, he actually felt that his mind was starting to be a little heavy when he spoke, and there seemed to be bursts of cold air swimming around his back, but when he walked, he was still the same as usual. Jing Mo thought to himself, Xiaoman said that my legs trembled, in fact, how could it be so serious, it was really too much to describe.

Jingmo walked out of the eight-step ditch, crossed Dashiba Street, went west, and arrived at Heishui Bridge, because of the relationship between walking, the blood in Zhou's body flowed, and the cold air on his body also decreased a lot, and his head and face were stimulated by the cold wind, and the heaviness was much better.

The drizzle continued, and the cold wind wrapped in the drizzle kept hitting you. Jing Mo was wearing a robe, a hat on his head, and tang clogs on his feet, and he didn't feel anything when he walked.