Remember that one of the best memories of Chengdu's college year was Sichuan's cuisine, pasta, hot pots, fragrances... and hot ketchup on the street at night outside the school. After self-studying at night, the stomach was always hungry, and several of the students were invited to the dormitory to eat sour powder and aroma. A bowl of powder, and I feel like I've found a happy ending to the day. Maybe it's because simple hearts are particularly easy to satisfy in the days of school time. An ordinary bowl of hot pot sour powder can bring me a good night's sleep and a good dream of beauty... and I remember once asking the aunt who sold hot pot sour powder how to do the bottom of the pot, because she was a regular, and she wrote me a recipe. I look at a fool's eye. And most of them never met. You know, it's really a time of firework, when I didn't say making a pan, or making a bag of eggs, and making a mess in the kitchen, and making a bag of eggs, either burning or turning into a pot of egg mud... and then sneaking out on my mom. It's strange to say that when a woman is a mother, everything becomes so simple and natural. He's good at housework, he's good at kids, he's good at cooking... All of this changes are not so much changes in years as changes in love. Cooking delicious meals for a husband, taking children to sleep, watching their families be healthy and happy, and feeling that all the good things are done... while the busy and tumultuous years drive young people away, they reap stories of emotion and love in memory... I've been thinking about that bowl of sour powder for years, and I've been eating a lot of land since then, but I always think it tastes the most authentic. A few days ago, I accidentally bought the bottom of a hot pot at a Chinese supermarket, and used it to make a simple bowl of hot kettle spicy powder. Even if I look for it a thousand degrees, “I look back, I'm in the dark”. Today, a new one was specially made, which was written and shared with all those who like hot hot kettle powders in the light of day。
Potatoes, my mother said that my father eats potatoes all day long, and Grandma makes all kinds of potatoes to make them good for her aunt. When I was a kid, it was too much. In New Year's they had to fry the potato balls with soybeans, soybeans, soybeans, soybeans, soybeans. Now that my daughter's talking about potatoes, she'll think about the baked potatoes on the street. We're more famous for the hard, the bullet, the big beef chewing in it
IT'S ALMOST NEW YEAR'S. IT'S GETTING MORE AND MORE ON THE STREET. BY THIS TIME, WE ALL LOVE TO MAKE MEAT, SAUSAGES, NEW CLOTHES, NEW PRODUCTS. ALTHOUGH EVERY DAY IS THE SAME AS EVERY YEAR, CHINESE PEOPLE STILL HAVE HIGH EXPECTATIONS FOR TRADITIONAL AGRICULTURAL CALENDARS. IT'S LIKE WE'VE BECOME TRADITION EVERY YEAR. EVERY TIME MY MOTHER SAYS SHE'S OLD, SHE DOESN'T DO IT NEXT YEAR, SHE DOES IT EVERY YEAR, AND IT'S LIKE SHE'S MISSING A SAUSAGE ON HER DINNER TABLE, BECAUSE ONCE IN THE NORTHEAST LAST YEAR, SHE WENT HOME WITH HARBIN'S RED INTESTINE, THINKING ABOUT DOING IT WHEN SHE'S AFRAID TO SELL IT OUTSIDE, MOSTLY WITH STARCH AND A SMALL AMOUNT OF MEAT. AND THE RED INTESTINAL BASE THAT YOU MAKE IS MADE OF PURE MEAT, AND THE TASTE IS ADDED TO THE TASTE OF PERSONAL PREFERENCE
Brothers and sisters who love the hot pot: I can't think of anything else, eat it and eat it! I'm eating it! It's better to make the fuel in the middle. I've added salad oil, spicy sauce, salt and kettle base to my own taste, and the bottom food can be put on your favorite, soybean sprouts, golden needles. I've put red potato powder, shrimp after, the powder is already delicious, spicy and smooth, woo, eating and siping and eating
