I have a Magical Door [MTL]

Ch 7

Chapter 7 

Cholera is translated into Chinese as cholera.

The handsome man in the wheelchair corrected seriously: "Cholera pie."

Yan Tingxin became even more messy in the wind: "Cholera faction? "

Why is there a food named after a disease?

Yan Tingxin: "Do you know where you can taste it?" 

The man turned the wheel of the wheelchair: "Follow me."

Yan Tingxin immediately helped the handsome guy in the wheelchair push the handle of the wheelchair, and while talking, he arrived at a small shop.

Yan Tingxin helped the handsome man in the wheelchair move the chair in the seat by the window, and the handsome man in the wheelchair ordered a rumored 'cholera pie' for Yan Tingxin.

It turned out to be a thick and unremarkable looking cake, but when you cut it, it becomes a pie.

"It smells pretty good. Yan Tingxin had already cut off a piece and asked curiously about the origin of the name of this dish: "Sir, does the cholera pie have anything to do with cholera?" "

Handsome man in a wheelchair:"Invented during the cholera period."

Yan Tingxin cut off a piece and planned to send it to his mouth: "Hmm." And then what? The

handsome guy in the wheelchair is very cold, always asking and answering: "During the cholera period, people couldn't go out, so they could only eat leftovers at home, and then, they invented a pie baked with leftovers."

Yan Tingxin's smile froze: ???

Yan Tingxin put down his fork: "The pie with leftovers and leftovers?" 

The handsome guy in the wheelchair looked at her: "Hmm." Cholera pie was a very precious food at the time, and many locals loved it and were reluctant to throw it away. "

She told herself in her heart that I couldn't waste food, and I came to experience it as a translator.

Yan Tingxin raised his knife and fork again with the feeling of seeing death as home.

The handsome guy in the wheelchair was on the opposite side, and said leisurely unhurriedly: "Do you remember that there is a word in China called 'water water'?" 'Leftovers' may also have a nickname, 'dried goods in the water'.

Yan Tingxin's hand holding the cutlery trembled, and the pie on the fork was shaken off the plate.

There are some things, the more you know, the more unhappy you are.

Intellectually, I told myself that I came here specifically for this dish today, and I should experience and taste it myself in order to do a good job of translation, but emotionally, as long as I thought that it was leftovers, or made of 'dried goods in the water', Yan Tingxin couldn't eat it.

Yan Tingxin put down the tableware and said with difficulty: "Thank you for bringing me to taste."

Seeing her expression, a smile flashed in the eyes of the handsome guy in the wheelchair, but this smile was very faint, fleeting, so fast that people couldn't catch it, and I was afraid that he wouldn't even realize it: "Don't eat it?"

Yan Tingxin poured a large mouthful of water and suppressed the idea of nausea.

"Suddenly I wasn't very hungry. The

handsome guy in the wheelchair raised his eyebrows slightly on one side, and said calmly: "You don't eat."

Yan Tingxin: "Isn't it leftovers?"

 The handsome guy in the wheelchair was not shocked: "During the cholera period, leftovers were made, but now that a shop is open for business, who dares to fool diners with leftovers?" It's all a mix of fresh ingredients.

"That's good. Yan Tingxin's round eyes blinked: "I can't see it, this cold handsome guy, you are quite skinny." "

Deliberately teasing her with 'water'.

How can what this person does be completely different from the melancholy and cold temperament he gave people at first sight?

The wheelchair handsome guy raised his eyebrows.

Yan Tingxin was anti-guest and asked him: "Sir, after all that, it sounds like you know a lot about this dish, you must have eaten it, how does it taste?" The handsome guy in the

wheelchair looked calm, as if he couldn't remember the 'dry goods in the water' he just said: "Eating can make people think of danger in times of peace." What

kind of metaphor is this?

Since it wasn't made from leftovers, Yan Tingxin picked up the crust with confidence and took a bite: "Huh! Mix and match compound tastes! It tastes pretty good!

Yan Tingxin's eyes lit up.

Travelogue writers don't lie to me!

The handsome guy in the wheelchair turned the wheelchair: "I wish you a pleasant meal." I'll go first. "

Goodbye. Yan Tingxin looked at his back, and the cold handsome guy's words today were a lot more than when the two of them met for the first time.

Yan Tingxin finished the meal, only to find that the handsome guy in the wheelchair had already settled the bill for her in advance.

The first time they met, they were extremely cold, but they invited her to eat bread.

The second time they met, they deliberately said that the leftovers scared her, but invited her to eat cholera pie.

This handsome guy, although he behaves quite coldly, looks like he rejects people thousands of miles away, but his heart is actually very hot.

......

It was Friday morning.

This week, every day I carefully follow the breakfast schedule, and according to the itinerary, it's time to eat Wuhan hot dry noodles today.

The people of Wuhan refer to eating breakfast as 'too early'.

In Wuhan, small hot dry noodle shops can be found everywhere, and the proportion of seasoning varies from shop to owner, and although the overall taste is similar, the taste will be slightly different.

Yan Tingxin didn't check in today's famous Internet celebrity store, but just found a small shop on the side of the road on the streets of Wuhan.

In the morning, there was a long queue at the door of the store, but the queue was very fast, and it didn't take long for Yan Tingxin's turn.

Since it was the first time to come to Wuhan to try the local hot dry noodles, Yan Tingxin couldn't quite grasp how much she could eat, so she chose the same set meal as the girl in the front.

A small bowl of hot dry noodles costs 5 yuan, a fried noodle nest is 2 yuan, and a cup of soy milk is 1 yuan 5. Breakfast costs 8 dollars and 5 cents.

She heard that there were many people who chose to eat eggnog, but she felt that she ordered quite a lot. Didn't try this time and decided to come back next time.

The noodles are cooked in advance, drained, stirred with chopsticks, mixed with oil, cooled by the wind of an electric fan, and finally spread out by the cauldron for later use. This step is known as Shan noodles.

When diners order hot dry noodles, the stall owner just uses long chopsticks to pick out a piece of noodles, put it in a bamboo funnel, blanch it with boiling water for up to 20 seconds, pour it into a bowl, and then season it, a spoonful of salt, chicken essence, and pepper, drizzle with soy sauce and brine juice, and pick out two circles of sesame paste from a wooden slats with a two-finger frame and pour them on the noodles. Finally, sprinkle with some diced carrots, capers, and chopped green onions.

A bowl of hot dry noodles is done.

Unlike other places where you eat noodles, you will serve porcelain bowls and soup bowls, but most of the shops use paper bowls.

Yan Tingxin carried a paper bowl of hot dry noodles, a cup of soy milk and a fried noodle nest, and walked around the small shop, unable to find a seat.

There are a lot of people waiting in line outside this store, but the store is actually very small。 In addition to the place where the noodles are cooked, there are only two tables.

Both tables are now full.

There are high stools, low stools, and plastic stools in front of the store, and some people sit on roadside stools with a bowl of noodles, and eat without a table, and some eat while standing.

Someone is holding a paper bowl in one hand and mixing noodles with chopsticks in the other, eating and walking as if they are in a hurry.

I really couldn't find a seat, and I didn't want to squat on the side of the road or stand on the side of the road to eat, so Yan Tingxin used any door to return to his rental house and eat at his own dinner table.

I've just been looking for a seat in the store for a minute, and now I have to hurry up and mix noodles.

Hot dry noodles, hot dry noodles, hot and dry.

The noodles are not very well mixed evenly, and a pair of chopsticks are stuck with sesame paste on half of the section.

After finally equalizing it, I eat it in my mouth, and the lye water is alive and the noodles are particularly strong.

Each noodle is yellow and oily, covered with a thick tahini flavor, very fragrant!

The taste of the sauce is very strong, so thick that it tastes a little sticky, and after eating two bites, I was a little choked, and Yan Tingxin quickly drank a mouthful of soy milk.

It's time to try the noodle nest!

There is a hole in the middle of the round noodle socket, which is a golden hollow circle.

The noodles are fried with soybeans and rice milk, seasoned with chopped green onions and minced ginger.

When I bite into it, I hear a crunch in my ears.

The innermost circle with a hole is very thin, fragrant and crispy, and oily.

The circle outside the noodle nest is relatively thick, the taste is soft and glutinous, and the salty fragrance is beautiful.

Ah, carb bombs!

Sugar and oil mixture!

If you eat such a set, you won't be hungry for a day!

The hot dry noodles became more and more viscous the more she stirred, and her stomach was already very strong.

After eating the noodles, Yan Tingxin was not a waste of food, and insisted on eating the hot dry noodles in the bowl.

Yan Tingxin rinsed his mouth again, washed the sauce around his mouth with water, and put on lipstick.

Breakfast, settlement!

A new day is coming.

......

This week's translation work, which was originally my own, has been completed ahead of schedule.

Because I received the manuscript of the Swiss travelogue, I need to work extra overtime from today to Saturday.

A few days ago, after dinner every afternoon, she went to Switzerland to walk through the beautiful scenery written by the writer, felt the local culture on the spot, and communicated with the local residents in English.

A morning spent at work.

At 12 noon, colleagues went to lunch one after another.

Some people complain about the lack of variety in the surrounding lunch restaurants: "The surrounding restaurants are almost full of food, there are too few varieties, and I am tired of eating every day, and I really don't know what to eat." Someone

is complaining about the takeaway cooking bag: "I'm also tired of eating in the surrounding restaurants, today I ordered a takeaway that is a little farther away, the delivery fee cost six yuan, and the packaging fee is also five yuan, the picture looks like the food is exquisite, but I want to give everyone lightning protection This store, it's too unpalatable, it's not fresh at all, it feels like the cooking bag is heated, and some parts of the middle of the meal are still cold." When you eat it in your mouth, you don't know when it was fried? If only I had enough time, I could cook my own meals at home. Some

people are complaining that it takes too much time to bring their own meals at noon every day: "Cook your own food, you don't want to do it after a few days." I spent more than an hour last night making today's lunch, so annoying, I didn't want to cook my own food. If only I didn't do it, I could still eat differently every day.

Project Manager Daniel passed by Yan Tingxin's seat and asked in a friendly manner, "Garce, are you going to lunch?" "

Because the hot dry noodles in the morning are so firm, I wasn't hungry at all at noon!

Yan Tingxin shook his head: "It's too much to eat breakfast, don't be hungry now, eat it slowly." 

Daniel: "It's been a long time since you've gone out to dinner with everyone."

Because of any door, Yan Tingxin checks in "A Bite of China" everywhere every day, anytime, anywhere, regardless of distance, so it is true that I haven't eaten a convenience store lunch box with my colleagues for a long time, or a fast food takeaway.

Yan Tingxin smiled and fooled the past: "Lose weight, eat less!"

Daniel narrowed his eyes and made a joke: "Are you sure there is a result?" "

Okay, Yan Tingxin rubbed his face, he has tasted the food from all over the country recently, and he has been mellow and lost.

Yan Tingxin quibbled: "If you persist for a while, you will have results!"

Daniel laughed, "Whatever you want." Just don't hurt your stomach.

Daniel waved at her and left with his blazer.

Seeing that there was no one in the office, Yan Tingxin went to the public toilet and switched from the company to his rental cabin in a second.

The stomach is supported, I can't eat, and it hasn't reached the usual lunch break and bedtime, Yan Tingxin casually clicked a few videos of the UP master that Station B followed to relieve boredom.

The UP master has been very nostalgic recently, and has recently updated an inventory of film and television dramas - "Inventory of Classic Roles that Make People Catch a Glimpse".

Anyway, to pass the time, Yan Tingxin clicked in casually, looked at it, and actually saw a familiar face.

Hey, the cold handsome guy in a wheelchair I saw in a Swiss town looks like the actor's facial features.