Chapter 32 This Is Like a Soup Kitchen!

What is the difference between the sweet potato porridge that costs 100 yuan a bowl and the sweet potato porridge they know?

The white porridge is like a sweet soup with rice grains, mixed with golden sweet potatoes, and the rice aroma is sweet.

"How is this different from the sweet potato porridge cooked by my mother at home."

Yao Chao's hometown is in the countryside. After his parents got married, they bought a house in the city, and he grew up in the city.

But during festivals and holidays, he would be taken back to his hometown to visit his grandparents.

My grandparents farm in the countryside of their hometown, and sweet potatoes have never been lacking in their family since childhood.

Of course, sweet potato porridge is not unfamiliar, and they eat it often.

When he was paying just now, he was still thinking that if his grandparents knew that he spent 100 yuan to climb the mountain to the top of the mountain to drink a bowl of sweet potato porridge, they would probably scold him to death.

When he saw the sweet potato porridge served, his eyes widened.

Why does this sweet potato porridge look so sweet, and the rice aroma is so strong, it looks delicious.

In the morning sunshine, the sweet potato porridge in my hand exudes a golden glow, and even the rice grains have a different luster.

"Wow~"

A group of people are very satisfied with the finished sweet potato porridge.

But think about it, it makes sense. How can a bowl of sweet potato porridge that costs one hundred yuan be mediocre?

"Hmm!"

"So sweet!"

Xie Hong couldn't help but drink it first.

The sweet potato porridge doesn't smell as fragrant as yesterday's preserved egg and lean meat porridge, but the simple taste of the ingredients is also very attractive.

The porridge is sweet and sweet, and the sweet potato is fragrant and sticky. It really quenches your thirst.

The sweetness of the sweet potato is fully integrated into the rice grains under the stewing of time, making the tasteless rice also stained with the sweetness of honey.

This sweetness is different from the sweetness of white sugar. It is the pure sweetness of the ingredients, with the fragrance of sweet potatoes. After a bite, it feels like the heart is softened by this sweetness and stickiness.

"It tastes better than the sweet potato porridge at home."

These people came without breakfast.

Climbing to the top of the mountain is when I am hungry.

The steaming sweet potato porridge, stewed with rice oil and full of the fragrance of ingredients, soothes the empty stomach with an irresistible taste, making the whole person feel comfortable.

This kind of comfort is like boiled water. Although it has no taste and is plain, it is indispensable in a beverage milk tea.

At this moment, the deliciousness of sweet potato porridge makes everyone forget the deliciousness of other foods.

It is good to drink such a bowl of plain but comfortable sweet potato porridge in the morning.

There is a kind of home warmth.

The fatigue on the body makes this group of people squat together casually and drink sweet potato porridge mouthful by mouthful.

This scene is also quite peculiar.

It attracted a lot of people to watch.

Even more people asked about Lin Zhou's sweet potato porridge.

Early in the morning, I climbed to the top of the mountain and saw someone selling sweet potato porridge. It was still hot, and many tourists were ready to have a bowl.

But after learning the price, they left silently.

If it was cheaper, Lin Zhou would feel that his bucket of sweet potato porridge would be sold out very quickly.

It seems that he has to prepare some more luxurious porridge tomorrow, otherwise no one will be interested.

To Lin Zhou, sweet potato porridge looks ordinary, but the taste is the kind of taste that you will never get tired of eating, not worse than preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

But today's business is far worse than yesterday.

There is still something wrong with the porridge.

"Give me one too."

Just as Lin Zhou was sighing, another customer came in front of him.

"One hundred a bowl."

Lin Zhou said in a bad mood.

Just when he thought that the middle-aged uncle in front of him would leave after hearing the price like the previous people, the middle-aged uncle silently handed Lin Zhou a hundred-dollar bill.

Lin Zhou was a little flattered and took the money.

Then he served the middle-aged uncle a full bowl of sweet potato porridge and handed it to him.

"This is the taste."

The middle-aged uncle took the sweet potato porridge, took a deep breath, and said in a good mood.

"My hometown is Chaoshan, where porridge is very famous. I used to eat sweet potato porridge often when I was at home. It was a homely taste. I could no longer eat it after I grew up and left my hometown. I didn't expect to be able to eat such authentic sweet potato porridge while climbing a mountain today."

When he smelled the fragrance, he knew that it was made from fresh and good rice of the season. It took at least more than an hour to cook. The porridge soup was pure and sticky. It can be seen that it was not thickened because there was rice oil and luster.

Thickened porridge does not have this luster.

It was not until he went to other places that he found that some breakfast shops sold semi-finished porridge, and there were also finished packaged porridge, which was porridge that was not cooked slowly without time and effort.

Unlike the porridge shop in their hometown, they used clay pots to cook various porridges, and the taste was incomparable.

If you can eat authentic porridge, spending some money is really nothing.

Cooking porridge is the same as cooking soup.

It is really not delicious if it is not cooked with time and effort.

As the saying goes, "There is no trick to cooking porridge, stir it 36 ​​times." Lazy people can't cook good porridge. During the cooking process, you can't just be a spectator who stands by and watches, but keep stirring. One is to avoid sticking to the bottom, and the other is to make the porridge thick and the rice fragrance overflowing. Only when the porridge is thick enough can the ingredients maintain a more tender taste.

"It tastes really good~"

The middle-aged uncle doesn't need a spoon. The sweet potato porridge is not as sticky as preserved eggs and lean pork. Just drink it directly.

The sweet rice soup is drunk in the mouth, the rice fragrance, sweet fragrance, all the way to the stomach, the comfortable pores are opened, and they are greedily absorbing the rice soup.

The food itself is nothing special except that it tastes good or not.

It is people's mood, thoughts, memories and other emotions that give food a more special meaning.

I can't go back to the past, and I can only immerse myself in the scene at that time through the same food.

"This sweet potato porridge is better than the sweet potato porridge in my hometown. The sweet potatoes are sweet and the rice is fragrant. Every bite is the essence."

The middle-aged uncle praised generously.

So the uncle squatted on Lin Zhou with Xie Hong and others and slurped the porridge.

This strange scene, coupled with the sound of Lin Zhou's external speakers, attracted many tourists to watch.

Especially Lin Zhou's thick skin, he couldn't help but watch him like a view!

"No, why do you squat to drink?"

This is like a porridge distribution site!

"I just climbed the mountain and my legs are a little sore."

Xie Hong drank attentively. When he heard Lin Zhou's words, he looked up and replied innocently.

Lin Zhou:......

"It's more fragrant when you squat!"

The classmates next to him also explained.

"That's right. It's a bit weird to eat standing up. It's much better to squat down."

Lin Zhou held his forehead. What else can he say?

Young people nowadays are quite cool.

It's not embarrassing to be treated as a tourist attraction by passing tourists.

Lin Zhou felt that he still needed to work on his thick skin.