Chapter 21 Crispy Notes

On the breakfast table, if pancakes are on the one hand and bread, butter and jam on the other, I must choose pancakes.This kind of old-fashioned preference has been like a day for decades, and I am afraid it will be difficult to reform. But oil cakes are far less interesting than crispy.The same deep-fried noodle products are as thin as paper, deliciously crunchy, and have a charming melt-in-the-mouth and tangy aroma. Perhaps only the tea house in the hometown of former Premier Zhou Enlai can match it, although the shape is different.Tea rice is the best kind of twist, it is too delicate. Shen Zui told the joke that Puyi was ordered by the Tai Zuo to go to the breakfast shop to buy crisps and was blown away by the strong wind, which is quite interesting.

In Beijing, crackers are harder to find than pancakes.It is lucky that Puyi succeeded.He put it in his hand and held it high, when a sudden gust of wind came, it was exactly: the crisp had gone with the strong wind, and the emperor's hands were empty.Terrible. He wanted to chase after him, so he leaned over to pick it up. Apart from causing the elementary school students on the road to laugh wildly and being scolded by the emperor as an idiot when he got home, there could be no better ending. One afternoon, I was drinking coffee at Miaozi's and Yu Feng's house, and Wang Shixiang, a wonderful man who lived in the same yard, stopped his broken bicycle and broke in.

The master said to him: You have a drink too.He didn't have time to agree, so he rushed to take out a pack of newspapers and said: You try mine, it's still hot. It's crispy!The coffee is crispy, which is also wonderful. He concealed his excitement, and told us in the tone of a well-informed person: There is a shop at the entrance of a certain alley in Nanxiao Street (a relatively remote street in Dongcheng City). Superb, it is fried in sesame oil (sesame oil).Sure enough, it was the most satisfying crispy I ate.Puyi bought it in Xicheng, so it must not be as good as this one.

We were happy and advised him to throw away the oily newspaper, but he disagreed.He, an expert in Ming-style furniture and several other aspects, smiled and said: This is the "Sports Daily" I subscribed to, and I have to watch football in the evening. (1981)