Chapter 833 Rice noodles and yellow steamed buns
Li Yi ate two bowls of hot noodle soup in a row, and ate most of Liu Yifei’s leftover bowl.
The portion of the noodles is not small. A bowl of noodles weighs eight taels, and the soup together weighs more than a pound.
The customers of this kind of roadside shop are all the drivers of large trucks. The taste can be a little vague, but the portion must be sufficient, otherwise the business will not survive.
In addition to noodles, Li Yi also ordered two kilograms of mutton, which he and Xiaobai shared.
Liu Yifei only ate one piece and stopped eating, saying she wanted to control her weight.
After finishing the hot meal, Li Yi went outside the store after paying the bill. He looked at the dusty national highway and the withered loess hills in the distance before continuing on the road with satisfaction.
The noodles in this store don't taste very good. The meat and soup are not cooked enough, and there is a bit too much MSG.
But he only ate this meal to enjoy the meal, and he was very satisfied if he could once again experience the feeling of having hot noodles soothing his stomach after a tiring journey.
The car continued to drive towards Suide. Perhaps because of the heat from the meal, Li Yi sweated a little, so he took off his coat.
Liu Yifei was still wrapped in her dark red down jacket and looked out the window.
Suddenly, she exclaimed: "It seems to be snowing."
Hearing this, Li Yi looked towards the front of the car, and sure enough he found that the windshield began to have traces of water that melted after being hit by snowflakes.
Liu Yifei also saw this scene and immediately cheered happily: "Wow! It's really snowing!"
Snow is a temptation that southerners can never resist, followed by apple trees.
However, what disappointed Liu Yifei was that the snow stopped after only falling for more than an hour.
Then, by the time Li Yi and his party arrived, the outside temperature had dropped to seven or eight degrees below zero, which was four or five degrees colder than when they left the airport.
After arriving at the hotel, Li Yi put down his luggage, packed it up, and went to the filming location with Liu Yifei.
The shooting scene was in Kangjiagou below the county seat, only a few kilometers away.
But after arriving at the filming location, Li Yi found that the local residents lived in cave dwellings with a sense of age.
It was the first time for Liu Yifei to see a cave dwelling. It was so novel that she was amazed from the moment she got off the car.
Hearing the noise, Zeng obeyed and came out of the cave.
“It’s so late, what are you doing here?”
He greeted with a smile: "After a long day's journey, wouldn't it be good for you to have a good rest in the hotel and start shooting tomorrow?"
“It’s still early! I’m not too tired. Let’s get familiar with the venue first!”
Liu Yifei said with a smile, then looked up at the cave dwelling in front of her and exclaimed: "Is this a cave dwelling? It looks so impressive! This is my first time seeing it, and I didn't expect it to be so big."
“What? Do you think the ones called holes are not big?”
Zeng Shun made a joke and led them into the kitchen: "It's cold outside, come in and talk!"
Steam evaporated from the kitchen, covering the lights on the roof.
The old-fashioned fluorescent light bulbs illuminated the room with a hazy yellow color, and also made the yellow steamed buns that had just come out of the pot shine with a dazzling yellow color, as if they were mixed with gold.
At the stove, several ladies were wrapping yellow buns and changing steamer baskets.
On the chopping board beside him, an old man with an old face was kneading a bowl of yellow noodles hard.
The camera crew set up machines around and filmed the work scenes.
Smelling the yellow noodle buns that had just come out of the pot, Li Yi felt his mouth well up and he was hungry again.
Liu Yifei couldn't help but praise: "What is this? It smells so good!"
“Yellow steamed buns, made of millet noodles.”
Li Yi explained casually, but his eyes were looking at the yellow buns in the steamer.
Liu Yifei recalled something, and then remembered something: "Is it the kind of noodles you used to make fried cakes before?"
"Yes." Li Yi nodded: "It's yellow rice."
When he was cooking Northeastern cuisine in "Chinese Restaurant" before, he used yellow rice to make fried cakes, and Liu Yifei also ate them.
After Zeng Shun entered the house, he had no time to look after Li Yi and the two of them. Instead, he got behind the monitor and watched the footage. It was not until a close-up of the yellow buns coming out of the cage was taken that he introduced Li Yi to kneading the dough. The old man said: "This is Mr. Huang Guosheng. He has been selling this kind of yellow buns for seven or eight years."
“Hello, Grandpa Huang.”
Li Yi said hello politely and said with a smile: "Your craftsmanship is really good. This yellow bun smells delicious."
Lao Huanghan smiled, a little embarrassed.
Hearing Li Yi say that the yellow buns are delicious, he immediately grabbed two freshly cooked yellow buns from the steamer and stuffed them into Li Yi's hands: "Eat as soon as you smell the fragrance. Eat more."
Li Yi thanked him profusely, then generously took the yellow bun, blew it twice, and took a bite.
The yellow steamed buns just out of the pan are a little sticky, but not as sticky as rice cakes.
As soon as you take a bite, the red bean filling appears inside, occupying two-thirds of the volume of the yellow steamed bun.
“Wow! It smells so good!”
Li Yi ate big mouthfuls, nodding and praising: "This yellow steamed bun is made of real ingredients, and there are so many bean paste fillings. Did you fry them all?"
Hearing Li Yi's praise, Lao Huang smiled with a smile on his face: "I speculated it all. It's cheaper to speculate it myself. I don't dare to buy it ready-made. It's too expensive."
Seeing that Li Yi was eating deliciously, Liu Yifei was also greedy and came forward to take a bite of Li Yi's yellow steamed bun.
As soon as the soft and glutinous yellow buns and the sweet and dense bean paste entered her mouth, her eyes lit up: "Wow! It's delicious!"
Seeing that she also praised her, Lao Huang became even happier. He immediately grabbed a steamed bun and stuffed it into her hands, and then stuffed one into the hands of everyone in the film crew.
“It’s too much, Grandpa Huang, I can’t eat it.”
Liu Yifei held two fist-sized yellow buns in her hands, feeling a little worried.
Lao Huang didn't know that she wanted to lose weight, so he thought she was being polite, and then he enthusiastically persuaded her: "It's okay, just eat! Eat until you're full. This steamed bun is worthless. It only costs one yuan each. If you eat more, I'll treat you!" "
"ah?"
Liu Yifei was shocked. She looked at the heavy yellow bun in her hand and asked in surprise, "Such a big yellow bun with so much bean paste filling only costs one yuan?"
“Sell it for just one yuan!”
Lao Huang smiled with folds on his face, but there was a little helplessness hidden in the folds: "It's too expensive and no one wants it, so I'm going to poke my spine!"
Liu Yifei listened to his words and felt that the yellow bun in her hand seemed to become heavier.
After thinking about it, she turned back to Li Yi and begged: "Brother Yi, can you teach Grandpa Huang how to make some yellow noodle snacks? It would be a pity to sell such a delicious yellow bun for just one yuan."
With Li Yi's skills, just a few tricks would be enough for the Huang family to use for a lifetime.
But Li Yi shook his head when he heard this: "The price level of a region is determined by the local economic environment. Grandpa Huang sells one piece because this place can only accept yellow buns worth one yuan.
I taught him how to make Royal Yellow Noodle Desserts, but the consumption level here cannot keep up, and they are still expensive but not popular. "
“What should we do?”
Liu Yifei was a little disappointed: "A small cake sells for dozens of yuan in Beijing. This kind of purely handmade yellow steamed bun only costs one yuan each. It's too unfair."
Seeing that she was in a low mood, Li Yi smiled and comforted her: "It's okay, it's easy to solve this problem, just create value.
This kind of yellow steamed bun can be made as a local specialty, and a food company can be started to deliver it nationwide.
Tomorrow I will broadcast live to promote it, and then I will find the local government for policy details. It will be easy to help Grandpa Huang open a small factory.
After the factory is established, as long as the sales volume can keep up, the benefits will be considerable.
At that time, it will not only help create GDP here, increase jobs, but also drive up the local economic level, so that consumption levels can rise. "
After hearing what Li Yi said, Liu Yifei immediately became happy: "Okay! I will also help promote it! We must promote such delicious food!"
(End of this chapter)