Chapter 34 rare white rice

When hungry at night, squirrels look for something to eat like digging holes.The porridge, pickled vegetables and scrambled eggs are too bland, so you have to find something to match. Watching Tsui Hark's "Man Han Banquet" is the most eye-catching.The plot is already well-done and flowing, so you can directly advance to the cooking section, where you can see it with your eyes and hear it with your ears.It is similar to Xing Tutou's self-hypnosis in "Wulin Biography", "This is not clear soup noodles, this is eel noodles...". Watching the cooking passage in the movie, it is difficult to make people like it when it mentions shark fin elephants and monkey brain blood swallows.Because these things are like little dragon girls, they can be seen from a distance but not played with. In contrast, the red braised bear paw made by Zhong Zhentao has a thick and sticky honey sauce, which is more impressive than the ice bear paw wrapped in frozen fish juice by the big villain. Have a sense of identity.Later, I prefer to watch the crispy dry fried beef river with flames flying in the movie over and over again.The home-cooked dishes are jubilant and noisy, the flowers are blooming, and the fragrance is not clear but thick.

At the beginning, Zhong Zhentao and Zhao Wenzhuo Douyi have a plot of cooking ginseng rice and lotus leaf rice, which I often skip and skip, but now I feel relieved to watch it, it has a special taste. When I was a child, there was no electric rice cooker. My parents taught me how to cook.Most of the rice in Jiangnan is boiled, and they always prefer to put more water.Because there is too much water, at most the rice will be soft and sticky; if there is less water, it will inevitably become raw rice, which is only loved by those heroes in storytelling who can swallow ten catties of pancakes at any time and have stainless steel stomachs in their stomachs.Later, with the electric rice cooker, cooking has become a fool's craft. After washing rice, it can be done at the touch of a button, and it can be used in school to win the reputation of "good boy who can do housework".Later, I saw that there was a gorgeous "Green Fragrant Rice Rice", and I heard from friends that the northern rice is half-cooked rice, steamed in a basket, the rice grains are scattered, and the rice juice is still there, so it is delicious.To me, it's just a myth.

Probably eat rice seriously, only one time, I heard the teacher say "there is sugar in the rice" in elementary school, I went to the cafeteria at noon, I didn't want any food, I just asked for a bowl of rice, and chewed slowly. In the end, maybe it was a psychological effect, vaguely There is some sweetness, but the sweetness is too unpredictable. After a few meals of this kind of sweetness, I feel that the taste of the neighbors' clear vegetables and thick meat is much more fierce, so that's all. After college, there was basically no grand meal like a bell at home.Occasionally I eat rice, or soup, or topping, or fried eggs. Even if the food is good or bad, it is just that after eating fried rice with eggs, I get angry with the boss and bring out Zhou Xingchi's wonderful theory: "Egg fried rice should use overnight rice." The five sounds make people blind, and the five flavors make the tongue blunt. Thinking about it this way, even if I have tasted the lotus leaf rice and ginseng rice of Zhong Zhentao and Zhao Wenzhuo, my blunt tongue will not be able to distinguish them.This is also the case every time when eating in the store: the small dish soup is extremely careful, but in the end he asks perfunctorily, "Do you want the staple food or rice?", and then two bowls of messy rice are served.

Occasionally when I go home and ask my mother some cooking secrets, she can speak eloquently, but when it comes to cooking, she is a little hesitant. She probably feels that there is no mystery in it, so why should my son ask more.This is an era when it is easy to eat good donburi, but difficult to eat good rice.I guess the only ones who can savor rice carefully are the professional food judges in the movie and me at the end of 2005.At that time, I had nothing but half a bag of rice, a handful of green vegetables, half a box of salt and tap water. However, this trend is somewhat irreversible after all.A friend mentioned that people in the Tang Dynasty ate tea porridge, and the tea was full of salt and fragrance, so it was almost made into spicy soup;However, tea is an elegant thing, and some people are willing to brew it carefully if they are touched by the elegance of Zen, and they laugh at Grandma Liu's fried tea and Wang Po's ordering tea as lower Liba people.But rice is not as lucky as tea. Rice is a common thing that people depend on food for heaven.I really want to suggest who writes the "Fan Jing", or draws a few "Pictures of Cooking Rice in Bian Zhou" and so on. The status of rice is probably higher.

Before the climax of the movie, Mrs. Zhong Zhentao cooked for him.A small plate of dishes, a small bowl of white rice.Thinking about it carefully, such a simple meal is actually very rare.Except for the occasional Japanese costume movie, a bowl of rice, a miso and some fish soup, it is rare to see such a clean and clean rice.It's like Linghu Chong, after seeing the turbulent clouds and treacherous mountains on the Black Wood Cliff, and shouting long live, he took off his clothes and hid his name. The old routine of Hong Kong directors, he saw the flashy master chef Zhong and his business in the Manchu and Han banquets. The wife who ate all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas was moved by such a small family banquet. In "The God of Cookery", Tang Niu's Buddha jumping over the wall lost to Zhou Xingxing's ecstasy rice - although the essence of that bowl of rice seems to be barbecued pork, it has nothing to do with rice.

I believe that it is true that such a delicious dish returns to its original taste-after the month of boiled vegetables and rice, for about two weeks, I became really sensitive to the touch and taste of rice.But I also know that unless you are a top-notch literary youth or an eminent monk at the level of a great Zen master, it is not difficult to taste the taste of rice.For example, after that period of sharp hearing and eyesight, I became indistinguishable again.If I were to eat white rice again, it would be like Grandma Liu drinking tea, "it's good, but it's too bland."