? Mutton bread in soup may be the most distinctive food in Shaanxi. The burly residents of Sanqin have been guarding their own doors since ancient times, staying at home and staying away from them. Whoever bothers them will get ahead and be called the terrible dumb baby outside. In peacetime, stupefied babies work at sunrise, rest at sunset and have leisure time. They are spiritually inseparable from the roaring Shaanxi Opera, and even more inseparable from the enjoyment of a bowl of mutton bread in soup!
? In Hancheng, going to the countryside, there is always a five-foot cauldron in front of the mutton soup shop. On the cauldron, there is a four-inch wide wooden stick, which is full of holes. On the stick, there are boiled sheep heads and several sheep heads, which shows that some sheep have been killed today. That piece of wood must be as old as this mutton restaurant, and it has been on the pot since the first time the mutton was steaming. The pot is boiling white mutton soup, which is the soup of mutton and sheep bones that have been boiled all night. The delicacy of mutton floats far away, and diners can smell it without shouting.
? The mutton soup in Hancheng is called sweet soup, which means that no seasoning, including salt, is allowed in the mutton soup. Sheep can't be feed sheep in captivity now, they must be wild sheep on the cliff or on the Yellow River beach. That's mutton that has been used to for generations. If you change the feed sheep, you can eat a different taste immediately, and the old customers will turn their heads and leave.
? You see, when diners enter the store, they talk to the boss or chef first, without looking. A finger sticks out, dips a little broth in the edge of the boiling soup pot, and then twists it with their thumb. When they feel that the soup on their fingers is dry, they stick to each other with two fingers, and the gum of the broth is stronger, indicating that this mutton soup. At this time, diners will carefully look at the soup pot, and the color of the soup must be white. On the edge of the soup pot, there should be a circle of sheep oil bumps, with black foam driven by boiling soup. The color is ugly, but it is the fat that was stirred off by the soup when the mutton turned over. It smells good. If a little fat foam can be left on the soup bowl, the soup will taste better.
After touching and reading it, look at the wooden strips of soup pots with several sheep heads and you will know whether this business is good or not. The number of sheep is the number of sheep sold every day in this business. Of course, if it tastes good and there is plenty of meat, business will be good and more sheep will be sold.
? The next step is to decide to eat mutton in this house.
Diners will shout at this time, a bowl of mutton! The soup is very wide!
? Like that, it seems to be a ceremony for a delicious meal, and it seems to tell people around me that I want to eat mutton today. It shouldn't have been so loud, but if it wasn't loud, how would everyone know that I came to eat mutton! A lot of information claims that eating mutton is a higher level of enjoyment. That is to tell others that my life is better than others. It seems that I can come to eat a bowl of mutton every day, and my face is shining. Showing off is higher than eating and drinking.
? You should be fully prepared before eating soup dumplings. Let my wife steam a pot of thick stick steamed bread first, and the cross section is broken into one inch and five inches thick. Hanging on the stove fire in the dark with a large iron grate for steaming steamed bread, the edge is a little brown and the smell is fragrant. If it is burnt, it means that the wife is not serious. If she takes it out, it will make people laugh and lose the face of men. Men often throw burnt dry steamed buns at women's chests and scold them: Hey, you can play! Women know that things are not done beautifully, so they dare not make a sound. They gave a man a steamed bread with a good color, picked it out of an iron grate and put it in a cloth bag. The man hangs on his waist pocket and greets everyone when he walks. I eat mutton! After walking around the village, everyone knew that men were going to eat mutton, so they strolled to the mutton restaurant.
? The white and fragrant old bowl of mutton soup needs diners to go there by themselves, say a few friendly words to the chef, and ask the chef to give himself half a slice of mutton, and skim some sheep oil and dogs from the pot.
There is no seasoning in the soup, which is the favorite sweet soup of Hancheng people. If the soup in mutton restaurant is seasoned with boiled meat, it will definitely lose many diners. What Hancheng people want is this sweet soup that has been drunk for thousands of years.
Sweet soup is served on the table, and when you look around, you naturally greet people you are familiar with to show your feat of eating mutton. When no acquaintances can come and say hello to show off, take out a piece of dry steamed bread from the bag hanging on the hip and put it in the soup. In an instant, a bowl of soup was sucked dry by dry steamed bread and suddenly swelled up. Don't eat in a hurry, put the bowl on the table until the boss or spoon shouts: astringent skin! I can't stand this soup! Add soup!
When the shopkeeper saw that there was really no soup, he was immediately ashamed. He hurriedly called, add soup, add soup, eat well, and add soup until you leave!
So, a piece of dry steamed bread, a bowl of soup and four bowls of soup were swallowed. At this time, the real mutton began: the mutton in the case was sliced with a horizontal knife and placed at the bottom of the bowl. Diners often stare at the meat cleaver in their hands and struggle to cut it thicker before cutting!
? Add meat, pour the boiled soup, add chopped green onion and fresh green parsley. Diners serve themselves. There are large grains of coarse salt on the table, a bowl of solidified bright red sheep oil pepper and a bowl of garlic. Nowadays, in order to cater to the tastes of some people who are used to eating chemical monosodium glutamate, a small plate of monosodium glutamate will be placed on the dining table, but real local diners will never take a look at that chemical taste.
Squeeze a few pieces of coarse salt, and put the sheep oil pepper heavily. The noodle soup suddenly smells attractive: a thick layer of red oil pepper makes people sweat, white chives, green coriander, oil slick and brown dried steamed bread. At this time, the diners squinted, completely ignoring the world of mortals outside, and immersed themselves in the spiritual and physical pleasure brought by the food. Chopsticks are picked up from the bottom of the soup. Shake chopsticks, pick up a piece of mutton, look at each other affectionately, slowly stick out your tongue stained with red oil and steamed bread residue, and then roll your tongue, and the mutton put on your tongue will enter your mouth. Happiness overflowed all over my body, and I couldn't help moaning: God, it smells good!
A mouthful of meat, a mouthful of steamed bread, a mouthful of garlic, a mouthful of soup, a moan. When the mutton reached the double climax of spirit and physiology, the big bowl bottomed out, and the bright red sheep oil pepper on the mouth was covered with a thick layer, which was bright and dazzling. Never stick out your tongue and lick this sheep oil clean. It must stay on your lips perfectly.
Burp loudly, squeeze out a few farts, stand up slowly, pin the empty cloth bag on your trouser pocket to your waist, and proudly say hello to the shopkeeper: Let's go!
It seems that I will come here often.
The shopkeeper also smiled and said goodbye loudly: Have you finished eating? Come again!
Ignoring the shopkeeper, I bumped my upper and lower lips, feeling that the thick layer of goat oil pepper stuck to my lips was intact, so I opened my lips slightly for fear of damaging the signboard and walked into the street. Run around when you meet the market. When you meet an acquaintance, shout loudly: Yes! The expression is exaggerated, mainly to let people see the bright red mouth coated with sheep oil, that is, to tell everyone that I ate mutton!
When no acquaintances at the meeting satisfy their desire to show off, they will move back to the village step by step, and naturally the whole village will come around again. After spreading the information of mutton oil to the lips to the maximum extent, they will slowly walk into the house and complete the last procedure of eating mutton.
My wife stood up and looked at the man she loved, having a good time in front of others, and felt that men seemed to be better than others.
The man was in a wonderful mood, squinting at many women flushed with excitement, calling her to her arms, pursed her lips and gesturing to her. She looked up and licked the red oil on his lips happily, as if she had a delicious mutton with him. At this point, Hancheng people ate mutton and ended successfully.
What a profound and wonderful food culture it is, and it is the most distinctive food civilization in Hancheng. She is sticking to the original flavor and refusing monosodium glutamate. Eating mutton buns in Hancheng must be a thick stick steamed and dried with dough. Mutton soup must be sweet soup, and bones have to stay up all night. It should be coarse salt, Chili powder with sheep oil, boiled water with green pepper and garlic!
I come from Hancheng. I have eaten mutton soup from five northwestern provinces, and I still like our mutton soup from Hancheng best! Although, my wife didn't lick the red pepper, she told me to go away! But I still think our mutton bread in soup is the best.
2065438+June 6, 2005
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