Please pay attention, spectators, it’s not Zhang’s, not Li’s, but Hu’s. Hu’s crayfish has a long history.

"Is the crayfish on the market?"

"Yes, it just came on the market. What, you want to eat it?"

"Forget it, it's just one It’s just a big worm, so I won’t eat it.”

“How many kilograms will it take?”

“Hey, it’s really hard to eat it.”

“ That's two pounds, no more."

"I don't like the smell of garlic..."

Hu's crayfish is divided into two parts.

The first part is the cleaning work, learned from his mother Zhang. Where my mother is, where life begins, where home is formed. Human life is spent on the journey away from home and on the way home. With fires lit and cooked under the same roof, food brings families together and comforts them. The simple pots and pans are filled with Chinese life and reflect Chinese heritage. This work has been tempered for more than half a century and can stand the test.

This cleaning process for two pounds of crayfish takes about two and a half hours. First, rinse with water three times to flush away the external water source; then start cleaning each one, down to each leg and pliers; the subsequent cleaning work involves decomposing and removing the head, which is too bloody to go into details; finally, the processing will be done The finished crayfish is washed three more times, and the cleaning work is completed.

The second part is taste, learned from his wife. This is also the key to this dish.

His wife has lived in the northwest since she was a child. The food customs in this area are simple, rough, natural, and thick. At the same time, the integration of family members has brought spicy and salty food from Shu, and the food is taken from the Jiangnan market. Use fresh ingredients to create a great fusion of Jiangnan, Saibei, and Southwest.

Human migration has led to the encounter of food, and the separation of food has witnessed the gathering and separation of humans. However, do people change food, or does food change people?

This dish is a gathering brought about by human activities, and it is also mobilizing the transformation of human beings. Westerners call it "destiny", and Chinese people call it "destiny". It's "fate", let's call this dish "fate comes this way".

After three and a half hours of work, a classic Hu's Spicy Crayfish, named "Fate Comes This Way" was served.

"Here, give me a bottle of Bravely to the End of the World, and feel refreshed."

"No, I can't drink it. I was high last time. I got drunk when I saw the wine."

"You don't want to drink?"

"If you don't want to drink, these two don't match each other, it's easy to have diarrhea."

"This is how things are clear! Hahaha ..."

"Come, come and have a taste, this is the only one in the world."

"Eat it yourself..."

"Come?"

"I can't..."

"Try it, I promise you won't regret it."

"I can't eat it."

"Hey, it's boring. They all belong to me, so I won't be polite."

Remove the shells one by one, the meat belongs to the meat bowl, and the shrimp claws belong to the shrimp claws. All the obsessive-compulsive habits are ready and gone. So what is the purpose of classification? One of the most confusing behaviors of humans.

(ps: Concubine Hua said that bitches are hypocritical. Just as I played with the text, the narration part borrowed the routine of The Food on the Tip of the Tongue. Please use the dubbing of The Food on the Tip of the Tongue to make up your own mind. It will be more interesting. . )