What's the best takeout?

eating takeout is addictive. For example, when I want to eat in the middle of the night, when I think of cooking and cooking, I don't bother to move; I even want to get up in my clothes and go out in the dark to find a restaurant; and when I catch up with winter and frost and snow, I will tell myself, "how unhealthy it is to eat at night." no, no. " So if my girlfriend and I go out to eat, we have to exhort each other before we can cheer up. If one is lazy, he would rather be hungry for a while. But if you order takeout, there is no labor cost: you don't have to move your body or lift your legs, just make a phone call, wait a while, knock on the door on a cold night, and as soon as you open it, something to eat will come! Who can resist this temptation? When I was in Shanghai, if I went out to eat well, I would take an inch and ask, "is there any takeout?" In the year when Beijing hosted the Olympic Games, an aunt in Nanjing, with her daughter and son-in-law, opened a small facade on the street corner opposite the community, selling duck blood vermicelli soup, soup buns, and Sanding sukiyaki. during the day, the ship returned to another shop at night, changing a few tables and turning it into a small hot pot shop. When you go to eat vermicelli soup in autumn and winter, you can often see the white spirit in the shop. if you take a closer look, it is my aunt who is pouring duck soup into bowls. The duck blood is well-fed, the duck intestines are fresh and crisp, and the duck soup is fresh and thick. Before serving, you will ask, "would you like to put parsley?" Cilantro is something that some people hate and others love. lovers don't think it's a meal until they smell cilantro. If they see a centipede in the soup, they have to ask. The skin of her soup bag is very thin, except for the tip of a steamed stuffed bun, it looks like a stack of dough crust, lying on the plate, rippling a bag of juice; after biting through the skin, the soup entrance is very fresh, eating too much is not thirsty, the meat stuffing is small and chewy; the whole soup bag is very small and the soup is fresh and light, which is different from the practice of Wuxi and Suzhou. I asked my aunt that it was made in my hometown; where is my hometown? Nanjing, Huai'an, and Nantong have run to several places. Sanding roast is glutinous rice, with diced bean curd, diced bamboo shoots, and diced meat. Glutinous rice is stuffed with soy sauce and onions. These two staple foods are full, with hot duck blood soup. After eating in winter, the intestines and stomach are hot, the forehead is sweaty, and the heart is beating.

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when the shop first opened, it did not deliver takeout, because the landlady was in charge of preparing soup, the daughter was running errands, and the son-in-law was only able to cope with soup buns and dumplings. After driving for half a year, I hired an apprentice to take care of the store, and the landlady's daughter-- because she looked exactly like her mother, we called her little landlady-- rode a scooter and delivered takeout to the neighborhood. A neighbor asked while drinking soup: this shop, there is a landlady, there is a small landlady, she is a man, so, is there a boss? The little proprietor's wife looked at her mother while she was steaming, and the landlady said in a Nanjing accent, "No boss!" dead! Died in Nanjing! When I was shopping near my home, I saw a Hubei restaurant, unimpressive in appearance, like a sedan that didn't wake up and wash its face. Only the "hot and dry noodles" on the lintel touched my heart-I had eaten hot and dry noodles twice in Hubu Lane in Wuhan-so I pushed the door in. The shop is small and a little dark and the boss is as square, yellow, and glossy as the tables and chairs.

but when you bring food to the table, you don't think people can be judged by their appearance. Hot and dry noodles, cooked and dried very well, gluten, the tongue can feel the rough grain of sesame paste, very fragrant. A bean skin, very crisp, glutinous rice soft, not heavy oil, bean skin, in addition to the common diced bamboo shoots, meat and mustard, and even minced shrimp, bite to the crisp "thorn", and then there is a variety of taste, the boss said it is "for Shanghai guests love to eat". A hanging pot of tofu, dried bean curd stewed with bacon, fried first, the surface is slightly crisp, and then stewed into the flavor of bacon, the juice is thick and fragrant. After checking out, the boss was embarrassed: "the environment in the shop is not good, but we have takeout!" He gave me a business card and pointed to the phone number. In the future, I will call for takeout and sometimes go like this: "Today I want a bean skin and a hot and dry noodle." What else? " "there are Ciba fish, steamed meat with noodles, bean curd in a hanging pot, corn soup, Wuchang fish, and fried meat with chili." "I'd like a noodle steamed meat, a hanging pot of tofu, and a corn soup." The boss interrupted me: "so much, you two can't eat it!" Listen to me. 

A steamed pork powder will be fine. I'll get you another one. " "good." When it came, the boss pointed out through the plastic bag: "This box is steamed meat, this box is bean skin, this box is hot and dry noodles.". This bottle is mung bean milk. " "mung bean milk?" "well, I made myself a drink. It's very hot! It's delicious! " "you haven't seen this on the menu." "well, I made it myself. And this box is Hongshan cabbage. I fried it for you. " "it's not on your menu either." "I can't afford it. My wife brought this from Wuhan and we ate it ourselves. If you sell it, it will be sold out in a day. " "how does that count as money?" "you always call my family, and these two are from me." During the Song Dynasty, Chinese people generally changed from two meals a day to three meals a day. Eat too much, people can not cook, such as the capital Bianliang such a prosperous and elegant place, it is popular midnight snack takeout. When midnight snacks were ordered, cooked shops brought food boxes and lanterns across the street, with cups and plates ready. if they were more cooked, cutlery and food boxes could be left at home for the night and picked up during the day. If I talk to you about this, I will be greedy. Craving for delicious food, but also this kind of trust. 

What kind of takeout is the best? The answer is: you don't have to go to the store to eat, everything is fine. If you think about it, hang up the phone, and in a moment, someone knocks at the door and eats hot. One white covers three ugliness, one heat is worth three bad food, especially in winter. After nightfall, a large tricycle will be parked at the T-shaped intersection on the right-hand side of the community, carrying stoves, gas tanks, spatula, and all kinds of small dishes. As soon as the uncle of the cart stopped the car and kept the fire for life, as soon as the aunt took apart the folding tables and chairs in the car and straightened it out, it was a big gear. You go to eat, order a bottle of beer, raise your voice and ask the uncle, "what do you have?" The uncle is old and his hair is black and white, like a needle hidden in Mo Li, but he is full of steel and iron, and in the sound of a flying spatula, he roars: "Kung Pao chicken!" Fried rice with eggs! Sautéed Rice Noodles! Leek eggs! Salt and pepper strips! " "then have a Kung Pao chicken!" "good!" In a moment, the aunt brought food to the table, put heavy oil, stir-fried authentic, in the middle of the night, fragrance to the nostrils; if you can eat spicily, drink "add chili", the boss will sprinkle a handful of chili, stir-fry, taste straight to the nose, beer drinkers sneeze one after another, and wipe their noses: "this is hot!" When he had finished eating, he was full of sweat, so he raised his hand and asked his aunt, "Auntie, the bill!" -- do you have any takeout? " The aunt shook her head and said, "No!" I'm too busy! " So, if you want to eat this big gear, you can only come out in the middle of the night. Sometimes business is so good that you have to buy it and go home; if you want to eat locally, bring your newspaper, put it on the curb, and eat it with a lunch box. The boss is a bit mechanical in cooking. Several signature dishes are well prepared, but if someone asks, for example, "Boss, fried diced chicken with chives!" The boss frowned, looked impatient, and finally said in a loud voice, "you can't eat it that way!" During the 2010 World Expo, Shanghai renovated the city's appearance, and the big gear of the tricycle was hidden all summer. 

The neighbors were so distracted that they were so bored at night that even the owner of the snack bar complained: "We have sold less beer!" It's not that the tricycle uncle is unique in craftsmanship. what he does is nothing more than a big oil fire, strong food, and heavy taste, and he can eat well, and he can cook it at home, but the housewives are not happy. "if you eat so much oil, what about the children?" Cooking is not just for you. " So when enjoying the cool, the neighbors sat grumbling together. The fruit shop uncle fiddled with his cat and shook his head: "Let's eat less oil and salt and say that we will live longer, but if we don't eat oil and salt, what fun is there to live a long life?" After two seasons, the Spring Festival is coming. The owner of the street corner selling fried chestnuts changed places and operated elsewhere at the beginning of the year, and the shop was accepted by the newcomers. On the day of opening the shop, a tricycle came to the place, and a figure with a needle in his hair kept the gas canister and stove on the ground one by one. The neighbors looked straight at: uncle tricycle came back, as well as aunt, plus son and daughter-in-law. Everyone rushed to tell each other: "rented the storefront!" I'm not leaving! " The uncle still manages the stir-frying, and occasionally the son takes over; the aunt is in charge of the accounts; the daughter-in-law and son take turns running the hall and riding tricycles to deliver takeout. A few days after opening the shop, business was very good last year, and the uncle often answered the phone while stir-frying. Often called: "Hey, I want a." "I know, Kung Pao chicken and egg fried rice!" "Yes, yes!" "all right, hang up!" At this time, I knew that the uncle was so busy that he lost his voice. 

That was in January 2011. If I go back to Chongqing for the Spring Festival. I will stay in Shanghai and plan to return to Wuxi by the end of the year. This morning, I called my aunt duck blood soup in Nanjing on the street corner, and it was the little landlady who answered the phone. "Ah, you, two bowls of duck blood soup, one cage of soup, and one cage of roast sell with spicy and parsley, right?" "A bowl of duck blood soup will be fine, not spicy." I said. "Ah, your girlfriend is not here?" "go home for the Spring Festival." "all right, I'll be there in a minute!" After a while, the doorbell rang. I went to open the door and saw a strange uncle, a blue coat that looked like a uniform, slightly hunched back, steaming takeout in one hand and angry in the other. When he saw me, he asked, "one bowl of duck blood soup, one cage of soup, one cage of roasted cilantro, and no spicy parsley, right?" With a Nanjing accent. "Yes." After the money, the uncle looked at me, stooped slightly, and bowed his head: "Thank you for taking care of our business all the time." Nanjing accent. I didn't know what to reply, so I bent over and took the takeout box. "Thank you." Is everything all right at home? " "now it's all right! All right! " He said with great relief. I still haven't figured out what "it's all right now" means. The train ticket I bought is the dusk on New year's Eve. 

That morning, when I was done, I was walking down the street when I saw my uncle tricycle's son carrying a whole tricycle lunch box to the watermelon shop, the cashmere shop, the CD shop, the owner of the newsstand, and the janitor in the primary school reception room. I was a little stupefied and waved. "you send them during the day, too?" "my father said that everyone went back for the Spring Festival, but everyone still had to eat, and we just gave it to today." "do you go home for the Spring Festival?" "We have made our home here, and this is where we celebrate the Spring Festival." At noon that day, the street was full of rickshaw uncle fat leek eggs, Kung Pao chicken, Sautéed Rice Noodles, egg fried rice flavor. The owners of the shops on both sides of the street, who did not go home, sat down the street with chairs, cross-legged and snoring. I was greedy, so I slipped to the T-shaped intersection and watched the uncle make a big shovel in the cauldron. I enlarged my voice and shouted, "Uncle, I want one.". " "Kung Pao chicken and fried rice with eggs, right? I know! " "good!" I said to Ruo: the best takeout is that you order, the boss can remember. This idea has a tacit understanding and is more moving than warm takeout. In the fall of 2012, I left Shanghai and went to a city where there were no midnight snacks to eat. A year later, I went back to Shanghai for the summer and booked a room in a hotel close to my original residence for convenience. In the evening, Ruo and I were hungry. "Let's go to dinner." "I don't know if the store is still open." "call and ask!" Then I remembered that there was a takeout number in my phone that I hadn't dialed for a year. I dialed the number of Hubei Restaurant. The phone rang twice and was picked up. "is it still open now?" I asked. "it's open." "I'd like a bean skin, a hot and dry noodle, a noodle steamed meat, and a Zumba fish. I'll be there in a minute. Let's stir-fry the dishes first." "good." The opposite answered, and after a while, he gently added, "are you back?" "Yes, I'm back."