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Chapter 243 Come to a Bowl of Soybean Juice

About half an hour later, Li Qian drove to the hotel where Xiang Tian and Yang Wei were staying.

"Sister Qian, long time no see! I miss you very much." Yang Wei joked.

"Dexing, get in the car, I'll take you to eat the authentic Huaxia Quanjude Roast Duck." Li Qian laughed.

"Haha, then we'd rather be respectful than obedient, and we just haven't eaten yet."

"Are you meeting with your sister? Get in the car, Xiang Tian, ​​hurry up too, there will be no room if you get there late." Li Qian muttered.

There are many Quanjude branches in Yanjing, but the most authentic one belongs to the one in Qianmen.

Several people came to the roast duck restaurant, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening.

Fortunately, Li Qian is a frequent visitor here, and there was no queue, and the manager directly arranged a private room.

Not long after, a golden-yellow roast duck was brought to the table.

The chef sliced ​​the duck and neatly placed it on the side plate.

Xiang Tian was also a little hungry, so he picked up a piece of roast duck with chopsticks, dipped it in the sauce, put it in the skin as thin as a cicada's wings, picked up a few shredded cucumbers and green onions, rolled it up and stuffed it into his mouth.

In the mouth, the duck meat is tender and juicy, the sauce is thick, and the unique aroma of green onion and cucumber is very enjoyable.

"Mmm! This is delicious, this roast duck is just delicious." Yang Wei also took a bite and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"In addition to roast duck, Yanjing also has soy sauce, which is also delicious. How about taking you to try it tomorrow?" Li Qian smiled from the side.

"Sister Qian, are you going to Africa too?" Yang Wei asked.

"Of course, Mr. Ma and Mr. Chen are also accompanying us."

"Aren't you in XZ before? Why did you come back suddenly? Years ago, Yang Wei and I went to XZ." Xiang Tian also asked curiously.

"The research on the Tibetan antelope has basically been done. This time I went to Africa, and I applied for it myself."

"Is the scenery in XZ nice?"

"It's not bad, it's not bad, but it's easy to lack oxygen, and that's not a good feeling." Yang Wei muttered.

"Speaking of which, I heard a piece of news. A few years ago, some people from the reserve went to the no-man's land in Wutang, and rescued a few Tibetan antelopes and snow leopards. Could it be You guys?" Li Qian turned to look at the two of them.

"That's right, sister Qian guessed right, it was me and Xiang Tian, ​​but it wasn't as simple as just rescuing Tibetan antelopes and snow leopards, it was very thrilling," Yang Wei said solemnly.

"Ah?? Did something else happen on the way? Tell me quickly." As soon as Li Qian said this, Li Qian suddenly became interested.

"Then tomorrow morning's soybean juice." Yang Wei laughed.

"I invite you to eat the most authentic old Yanjing bean juice and fried dough sticks."

"Okay, deal!!"

Seeing that Li Qian agreed, Yang Wei put down his chopsticks and began to tell Li Qian how they outwitted and captured the poachers.

To be honest, Xiang Tian on the side felt that he was delaying Yang Wei a little bit, and it was a shame that this kid didn't go to tell a story under the flyover.

"There is still a gun? It's too thrilling, but it must be very exciting."

After eating roast duck, it was past ten o'clock, and the roast duck restaurant was about to close.

The three of them left the hotel and drove back to the hotel.

Li Qian agreed to breakfast for the two of them tomorrow morning, and drove home, agreeing to pick up Xiang Tian and Yang Wei at nine o'clock tomorrow.

"Xiang Tian, ​​do you think soy milk is not the same as soy milk?"

"Do you think it's good to drink??"

"Today's BJ Roast Duck is so delicious, I guess the bean juice is not bad!"

Early the next morning, the two of them simply washed up, carried their luggage, and left the hotel.

Li Qian had already arrived at the parking lot outside.

"Mr. Ma and Mr. Chen should tell you, right? Let's set off this afternoon. We can go play for a while after breakfast, and then go directly to the airport to meet Mr. Ma and the others. Let's put our luggage in the trunk first."

"Okay, we're not familiar with Yanjing either, everything depends on Sister Qian." Xiang Tian joked.

"Virtue, sit still, let's drink soybean juice!!!"

Douzhier is a unique traditional snack in Old Yanjing, with a history of 300 years according to written records.

Soybean juice is made from mung bean, which is produced by filtering out starch and fermenting the remaining residue after making vermicelli and other foods. It has the effects of nourishing the stomach, detoxifying, and clearing away fire.

Soybean juice has a long history, and it is said that it was popular in Yanjing area as early as the Liao and Song Dynasties.

The vehicle drove for about twenty minutes and stopped in front of a breakfast stand.

Although it was already ten o'clock at the breakfast stall, it was still crowded with people.

"Boss, three bowls of bean juice, some coke rings, a basket of steamed dumplings. A small bowl of pickles and fermented bean curd!"

"Okay! Just wait a moment!" A middle-aged uncle agreed.

Although the breakfast stand is simple, the speed of serving food is extremely fast.

In about ten minutes, three bowls of bean juice and other snacks were served.

Yang Wei looked at the bowl of soybean juice in front of him and frowned.

"Sister Qian, isn't this mung bean juice? What about bean juice? This is the most famous snack in Old Beijing?"

"This is indeed made of mung beans, but the taste is different from mung bean juice. If you don't believe me, try it." Li Qian took two sips with a spoon as she spoke.

"Is there any difference? Come on! I don't read much, so don't lie to me." Yang Wei picked up the big bowl and took a sip.

I believe that everyone who has drunk soybean juice knows what it tastes like. Everyone feels a sour taste mixed with rancid taste, which is a little bit overpowering.

Lao Guo has a joke: There is a way to judge whether a person is from Yanjing. This method is to push a person to the ground on the street and pour him a bowl of soybean juice. If he finishes drinking, he will jump up and scold the street. , definitely not from Yanjing, if you jump up and ask: "Is there a Jiaoquaner?" This must be from Yanjing.Although it is a joke, it truly reflects the important position of Douzhier in the traditional culture of Yanjing snacks.

Yang Wei is not a native of Yanjing, so he couldn't get used to the bean juice, so he squirted it out.

It caused people around the table to talk about it.

"Look at this idiot, he must not be a serious local."

"It's nothing. What I saw last time was much more exaggerated than this."

"Hey, what about the basic operations?"

"Haha, I laughed silly."

Yang Wei also knew that he had lost his composure, so he laughed awkwardly and wiped the table with a napkin.

He whispered to Li Qian: "Sister Qian? Is this bean juice rancid? This old Yanjing breakfast stall is not authentic."

Pfft, Li Qian couldn't help laughing when she saw Yang Wei's serious expression.

"Yang Wei, I don't blame you for reading less, but can you not embarrass us? You see, the whole breakfast stand is looking at you." Xiang Tian lowered his voice.

"No, this soy milk is broken, why don't you tell me???"

"Who said that the bean juice is bad, this is the taste of the bean juice." Xiang Tian also took a sip with a spoon, and ate a little burnt ring along the way.

Yang Wei:? ? ? ? ? ?

"Is that bowl of yours safe to drink? Doesn't it taste sour? Does it taste rancid?" Yang Wei asked seriously.

"Why don't you try it?" Xiang Tian pushed the bean juice over.

"Then I'll taste it and see if there's any difference."

As he spoke, he took a sip from the spoon.
As you can imagine, the taste is still the same
This time Yang Wei learned to be smart, he didn't spit it out like before, but lowered his head, pointed at the trash can and spit it out.

"Okay, Xiang Tian, ​​you lied to me!!!"

"Haha, aren't you used to it? Then I'll order you a bowl of soy milk." Li Qian laughed.

"This bean juice has the effect of clearing away heat and relieving fire. Eating it is good for your health." Xiang Tian said.

"Then, does this thing strengthen the yang? If it is strong, I will do it right away."

"There should be a little bit!" Xiang Tian whispered.

Hearing this, Yang Wei didn't say anything, picked up the bowl and gurgled, and finished it in two or three mouthfuls.

"Fuck, is this brother okay? Drinking soy milk so hard?"

"He's so ruthless."

"Cowhide." Several foreign tourists whispered.

(End of this chapter)