“Which?”

Lu Huoxing looked in the direction Lu Ye pointed in confusion, and saw a small stall built up with a round aluminum vat on the street. He immediately frowned slightly, "Have you just had a meal at home?"

"I'm hungry." Lu Ye pretended to be pitiful and raised his little head, "I'm hungry when I walk."

"Okay, okay." Lu Huoxing looked at Lu Ye's pitiful appearance and shook his head, "It's the money your mother gave me anyway. If you turn around, your mother scolds you and I don't care."

"Uh-huh."

Lu Ye nodded vigorously and trotted to the stall.

The air near the stall is no longer filled with messy smells, but has a strong aroma of flour baked fragrance.

This kind of small stall is not unfamiliar with Lu Ye. It is very common in the streets and alleys of Hanx County, as well as in various townships and markets.

The stall owner is a middle-aged man in his early forties. On the side is a folded small square table, with white round and thin dough placed on it.

In front of him was an aluminum barrel about seventy or eighty centimeters tall and about one meter in diameter.

The aluminum bucket is surrounded by a circle of aluminum leather, with an empty bottom and an aluminum leather ring cover on top. The middle of the cover is empty, leaving a mouth with a diameter of thirty or forty centimeters.

Inside the iron barrel is covered with a large pottery jar similar to the wine and rice jar, and under the big jar is a red-burned carbon stove.

The middle-aged stall owner was holding an aluminum clip and carefully inserted into a large iron-clad tank, clamping out baked bread and putting it on the circular aluminum-shaped lid.

The golden baked bread exudes a strong fragrance, instantly attracting many people around the market.

"The cake is just out of the oven." The middle-aged stall owner shouted, and then shouted the price, "One three cents, two five cents."

"I want one."

"I want two."

"Give you money."

There were shouts around the stall.

It was probably noon, and many people who were far away from the market had not had time to go back, gathered in front of the stall in groups of three or three. When they saw the middle-aged stall owner picking out the newly baked bread, they paid for it.

"Dad, let's buy two too, and I will each and I will one of you." Lu Ye looked at the crowd and turned to Lu Huoxing who was following him.

"Then buy two."

Lu Huoxing licked his lips. He originally wanted to buy one for Lu Ye, but he couldn't help it when he smelled it.

After paying, the father and son each held a cake in their hands and began to walk back.

Lu Ye held the dough cake bigger than his two slaps in both hands and took a hard bite. The baked dough cake surface was crispy and clattered, some of which were strong, and a little bit of thin fat diced meat in the cake. Even though Lu Ye was not hungry, he still ate it with relish.

This kind of noodle cake is commonly known as "meat cake" in Han x County. It is not considered a snack in the local area, but it is also a feature. The wider name is "Guangcai", which is circulated in Fujian from provincial capitals to many counties and cities.

There are many different opinions on the origin, but there is almost no wheat produced in Fujian, so it is undoubtedly reported from the north.

One theory is that during the Tang Dynasty, the population of Guangzhou in the Central Plains migrated southward and spread, called "huobafu" or "bafu". Because it comes from Guangzhou, it is also called Guangbing.

There is also a saying that during the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, the Qi family army fought against the Japanese. It rained for days and could not start a group in the army, so light cakes were made as dry food. Or maybe an old farmer offered a method to make cakes to the Qi family army, which was used in the army. There is also a traditional light cake festival in some counties in Fujian to commemorate the anti-Japanese war.

No matter which statement, Guangbian is completely spread in areas such as eastern and northern Fujian.

But in different regions, the years are gone, and the light cakes made are slightly different.

Generally, light cakes are not thick and thin. In some areas, light cakes are smaller in size, and some are made into ring shapes, with ropes in the middle. On the Hanx County, they are basically round with a diameter of seven or eight centimeters.

The method of making is actually very simple. Add salt to the flour and knead it. After a brief fermentation, it will make a cake embryo. Add fine diced meat to the cake embryo, or use dried plum vegetables.

Then brush water on the bottom of the cake embryo, reach into the jar and stick the cake embryo on the wall of the jar to bake it with charcoal. Without much time, the golden color, crispy and delicious cake can be released.

Lu Huoxing was holding an iron pot tied with a thin hemp rope in one hand, a breeze stove, and a few spoons were hung on his shoulders. He bit the light cake with the empty hand. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly turned to Lu Ye and said, "I remember, last year, someone thought that the 'meat cake' could not be eaten."

"Hmm?" Lu Ye was slightly stunned. He didn't know what Lu Huoxing wanted to say for a moment. He had many memories of his childhood and blurred his memory.

Lu Huoxing looked at Lu Ye's expression, swallowed the last bite of bacon, then raised his throat and shouted strangely: "Meat patties, sell meat patties!"

"puff--"

Lu Ye laughed twice, and he suddenly remembered what Lu Huoxing was saying. In his previous life, he used this "meat patty" joke to laugh at him for decades.

In fact, when I was a child, there was a vendor selling meat patties. He rode a bicycle with a basket of meat patties and shouted around the streets.

Once when Lu Ye heard it at the door of his house, he asked Lu Huoxing what he was selling. Lu Huoxing was afraid that Lu Ye would be greedy, so he tricked Lu Ye and said that this was a "beef cake" and was specially given to the cows.

In the dialect of Han x County, the characters meat and ox are pronounced similarly, and then the hawkers' hawking sounds are dragged very long and it is difficult to distinguish them. So Lu Ye mistakenly thought it true for a long time.

It was almost the same as last year or when someone bought it from the neighbor next door, and even gave it half of it to him before he realized he was cheated.

Later, even when Lu Ye was in his thirties, he would occasionally ring at the dinner table and take it out. Every time, her mother would criticize him, saying that Lu Huoxing didn't even buy meat pies for his son, and he was so embarrassed to cheat him.

"However, my mother should be able to sell Guangbian in the future."

Lu Ye thought to himself while following Lu Huoxing.

Lu Ye has a lot of ideas about future development, but it is too early now and he has no ability to operate it.

In the short term, if you can make money as quickly as possible and improve your family conditions, selling breakfast in "Dayuntou" is the best choice.

Compared with lantern cakes and Qingming cakes, the production of lantern cakes is more convenient and stored for a longer time as long as the tools are solved. Even if it gets cold, it only affects the taste and the taste is still good.

The profit of pie is not low, and may be higher than the common buns.

Lu Ye was in high school in the county town, and often had all the cakes for breakfast. It was already a few years ago, and the price had risen to one yuan per piece. Before Lu Ye traveled through time, the price was almost two yuan per piece.

Moreover, Guangbian is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in Fujian, and even some areas of Zhejiang and Jiangxi provinces radiate to it.

Lu Ye remembered that he had been on a business trip to the Magic City. On a road named after Han x County, he saw someone from Han x County who specializes in selling cakes.

This is actually Lu Ye’s initial impression of the food "cake". Bakery, moon cake, sesame cake, and various biscuits, etc., were all baked and dried, so that he went to school in the north and saw the food "fried cake" for the first time, and suddenly he couldn’t understand it.

How can I stir-fry the cake?
Chapter completed!