: 1019 delicious little soup dumplings
It was in the morning when they came back. The streets of Miishi were more lively than Dongping. There were many stalls selling snacks, and there was a good cry:
"For rice **** with glutinous rice cakes, dried vegetables, mustard and pickles are added for free, one dime apiece, and a five-cent piece oil stick!"
"Fragrant little soup dumplings, a triangle and a cage, I still want to eat it!"
"Tiger paws, one per corner!"
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The familiar sound of hawking came from the street, and it used to 'dang' in Shen Jiao's ears when she was a child. At that time, every time she went to the street, her eyes were so hungry that she would ask for food when she heard anything, and Shen Jiaxing also obeyed. At her, one word - buy, the result is to go home with a lot of food. ..
Shen Jiao is full after eating as much as she eats, and the rest of the food Shen Jiaxing will share with the children in the 'lane' hall, so, at that time, the children in the 'lane' hall of the Shen family were most looking forward to Shen Jiao going out. Go shopping so they can get some good food.
"Mom, I'm hungry." Zhuangzhuang looked at the steaming food stall outside, and his saliva began to brew again.
Shen Jiao actually had a desire to eat, so she asked Han Qixiu to stop the car: "Let's get out of the car and go have something to eat, and then bring some back to Xiaohan and the others."
Shen Han and the others were driving big trucks. When they entered the city, they separated from Shen Jiao and the others. On the other road, Catherine naturally followed Shen Han and the others, saying that they were going to take pictures in the suburbs.
Of course Han Qixiu had no objection, parked the car on the side of the road, picked up her son, Shen Jiao also picked up the little girl Cuicui, and the family walked over to the food stall, wanting to pick a clean one to eat.
"Comrade, do you want glutinous rice balls? It's cheap, you don't want food stamps!" A middle-aged aunt greeted Shen Jiao warmly. When she saw the clothes of Shen Jiao's family, she knew that it was not bad for money. is a good customer.
"Okay, here are two rice balls, one with pickles and the other with dried vegetables, both with fried dough sticks!" Shen Jiao said happily.
I haven't eaten rice **** for several years, and I really miss it.
The middle-aged aunt 'pumped' Zhang Sang sesame paper, scooped hot glutinous rice on the paper, picked some fried pickles with a spoon and placed it on the rice, and then took a golden crispy fritter from the basket, folded it. Put it on the rice in two sections, add another spoonful of rice, close the paper and squeeze it hard, it becomes a ball shape.
Then she drew a gourd and made a rice ball filled with dried vegetables. The aunt smiled and handed the two rice **** to Shen Jiao, took the triangular money, with a satisfied smile on her face.
"Comrade, walk slowly, it's delicious, and then come to me to buy it, the storage is full."
Shen Jiao responded with a smile, and found a small soup dumpling stall that looked more sophisticated, with tables and chairs, etc. There were not many guests, so she pulled Han Qixiu to do it.
"Come here three long soup dumplings, three bowls of soy milk, two bowls sweet, one bowl salty, less soy sauce and no green onion 'flowers'!" Shen Jiao skillfully ordered food in Haishi dialect.
"Come on, three baskets of small soup dumplings, two bowls of sweet soy milk, one bowl of salty soy milk, less soy sauce and no onion 'flowers', come right away!"
The stall owner was a short young man, wearing a white apron, a white mask, and a hat. He looked like a chef in a big restaurant. Although it was a bit nondescript in this kind of snack street, Shen Jiao's It's very pleasing to the eye, which is why she picked this vendor.
At least it's good to eat!
"Cui Cui, the little soup dumplings from Auntie's side are delicious, you can eat them right away!" Shen Jiao put the little **** the stool, poured some vinegar and some spicy oil from the seasoning bottle, Eat it with a small soup dumpling for a while.
A young girl came over with soy milk in her hands, her movements were very quick, she was also wearing an apron and a mask, and her voice was crisp, and it was an authentic Haishi dialect.
"Comrade, drink soy milk first, and steam the small soup dumplings for a while, it will be fine right away!"
"No hurry, the heat must be sufficient, we are not in a hurry." Shen Jiao smiled.
The young girl glanced at Shen Jiao, her eyes flashed with doubts, she returned to the man who was steaming buns holding the tray, pointed at Shen Jiao, and said a few words.
The man looked over here. It happened that Shen Jiao was feeding soy milk to the little girl. She could see the profile of her face, with clear outlines. Shen Jiao's appearance did not change much from when she was a child, but she was more charming, but the outline of her facial features was different. There is no difference.
"Comrade, is your name Shen Jiao?"
The man hesitated for a while, then came over with three baskets of steaming soup dumplings, and asked hesitantly.
Shen Jiao raised her head in surprise. She only saw the man's mask and didn't recognize who he was at all. The man hurriedly took off the mask and pointed to her own face with a smile.
"Is that Big Brother Guanghui?" Shen Jiao asked in surprise.
Xu Guanghui nodded with a smile, he was the eldest son of Xu Guifu, a former neighbor of the Shen family, and he was also a neighbor of the Shen family when he moved to Mianhua Street, but Shen Jiao and the others separated after they went to the farm. Later, Shen Jiao When he returned to Haishi, Xu Guanghui had already been sent to the countryside. He didn't expect that he would meet an acquaintance just after returning to Haishi.
"This is Xiaoya. Now she's called Xu Xiaoli. Xiaoli came over. Just now, Xiaoli recognized you first."
Xu Guanghui called the young girl, and the little girl took off her mask She is a beautiful 'girl', but her skin is a little thicker and her figure is thinner, she is the same as the pitiful yellow girl when she was a child. 'Mao' girl is completely different.
"Sister Shen is good." Xu Xiaoli shouted generously.
Shen Jiao smiled and said, "It's true that 'female' has changed eighteen years ago. Xiaoya has become a beautiful big girl. Xiaoya must be seventeen years old, right? I remember that Xiaoya is five years younger than me."
"Well, just turned seventeen years old. Sister Shen is really beautiful. I'm a fire girl." Xu Xiaoya laughed and joked, her teeth sharp.
Shen Jiao introduced Han Qixiu and his son to Xu Guanghui and his sister, Xu Guanghui was very emotional: "Your child is so old, when you first parted, Jiaojiao, you were still a child!"
"I'm twenty-two. When did Brother Guanghui come back? Where do you live now? Have you moved back?" Shen Jiao asked.
Xu Guanghui's smile froze, with loneliness and frustration on her face, Xu Xiaoli spoke quickly and said, "My eldest brother only came back at the beginning of this year, and the streets are not arranged for work, the house is not returned to us, and I still live in cotton 'hua'. Street, my second brother and third brother didn't arrange work either, so I came to set up a breakfast stall to earn a little money."
This is the time when there are the most guests, and Shen Jiao didn't bother their siblings and let them go. It can be seen that the Xu family has not been too happy in the past few years.
Xu Guanghui's soup dumplings are very authentic. They are juicy and thin-skinned. The spicy oil is also powerful. The soy milk is even more fragrant and the price is fair.
Yuanyuan Zhuangzhuang especially likes to eat soup dumplings. The two brothers can kill one cage by themselves. Han Qixiu has no problem with three cages. Shen Jiao packed five cages of dumplings for Shen Han and the others.