【lamei Home-style Tofu】——the Thousands of Styles of Tofu
by Cat's eye
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Difficulty
Hard
Time
10m
Serving
2
Xinlan's hand-made private kitchen [Lawei home-style tofu]-the fading college era After free time in the afternoon, sorting out the sundries, I found the college graduation memorial book. I brushed away the thin dust on the skin, looked at the young faces in the photo, and smiled dumbly. The campus time of more than ten years ago reappeared before my eyes...
Remember that on the day of registration, the enrollment procedures, the meal card, buying bedding, buying toiletries, making the bed, and choosing the restaurant, parents were very busy. At dusk, they left a semester of living expenses, a designated kitchenette, and repeated countless times. Excuse me, reluctantly leave. At night, the six guys from all directions in the same dormitory met each other, and after a few words of greeting, they went to each other to have a meal with fellow villagers, classmates, and friends. It was as ordinary as water. That night, I ate with a roommate in Zhuzhou, because we had no old acquaintance in this strange campus. I remember his name was Le.
The military training that I received further deepened my relationship with Le. Maybe it's that we are also weak and spoiled, maybe the food in the small kitchen is really dirty, we are both food poisoned at the same time, a "recommended rest for half a day" gold medal, two rolls of the same plump toilet paper from beginning to end. The painful face, the ten o'clock sun is getting stronger in time, and we have made it fascinating. After fifteen days of military training, everyone else became Gu Tianle, but we were miraculously fat...
Class began, those empty lecture halls made us excited, those specimens with the smell of formalin amaze us, and those pure and lovely girls' shoes made us rejoice, ha ha. At this time, we are already familiar with each other, and we have chosen our social circle in a similar way. Among them, Hu Cai, Lian Ge, A Bing, Monkey Monster, Le Diao, and Dun Yu became my best friends. By the way, at that time I was given His nickname is Bright Legs, ha ha.
After about a month of honeymoon, we were exhausted with excitement, and the boring study life could no longer interest us, and we began to look for new excitement. Football, basketball, and comments on the balcony during meals. The endless stream of beauties on the campus is just our daily life. We are more keen on computer games. There is no internet in our freshman year. The computer has just entered the Pentium era, and we play "Xianjian DOS" the most. ", "StarCraft", "Red Alert", "Thor". Maybe it was tired, or maybe it was the impulse of youth. I “partnered” Abing and rented a 500-square-meter house outside the campus wall, bought more than 30 PS and TV sets, and started the game room. I remember I named him Western Cowboy. I remember the handwritten poster covering the campus. I remember the colorful T-shirts with the Western Cowboy LOGO on the road flooded the road. I remember the school-level cup naming. I remember that I only attended three in that semester. In class, I remember the western cowboy alarmed the school leaders. I remember that I had lost ten of my twelve courses. I remember my parents confiscated all the "illegal income". I remember the disappearance of the western cowboy...
In 1999, the Internet changed our campus life. We no longer played stand-alone, switched to MUD, and then switched to "Legend". It was a crazy age. There were nearly a hundred people in our 98 long-term legend. A guild named Longxing emerged in the virtual world. Fighting monsters, upgrading, adjudicating, and dragon patterns occupied our blind youth. A few slices of homemade tofu. A bowl of rice, a few cigarettes, and a group of children fighting in the virtual world. Dawn turned the door back to the bedroom, locked up and slept in the daytime, eating and drinking Lazarus in the Internet cafe is our normal work and rest, class is an occasional pastime, half a month before the exam, all night endorsement is the price. This madness continued until graduation.
After internship, we are already full of poisons. We no longer have so much time and money to spend on the Internet. Tobacco, alcohol, betel nut, girls, clothes, ZIPPO, mobile phones, poker, these are the strongest voices of life. Money is never enough to spend, a pack of cigarettes may be eaten up in ten minutes, and the days of looking for cigarettes will be rotten...
Wearing crappy suits, naive ties, carrying various certificates, and looking forward to unrealistic dreams, we stepped into society. The cruel reality tortures us all over, living in joy or sorrow, complaining or excitedly communicating with each other's current situation. Gradually, due to busy reasons, we went from a few calls a week, to a few weeks, to a few months without a call... The messages on the classmates became sparser, and the log-in records became more and more sparse. The less...I don’t know when to call those buddies’ phones again, and the microphone says "The number you dialed is an empty number." At this time, I found out that, except for the buddies, I can’t remember the other classmates clearly. The name, it turns out that the circle has fallen apart in front of time. Those memories have passed away with the wind unknowingly...
Goodbye, my classmate; goodbye, my dragon walk; goodbye, my college days. Maybe at the school celebration of a certain year, we will get together again, the years have changed the appearance of you and me, the sharpening has smoothed the edges and corners of you and me, and time has faded the names of you and me... But no one can erase you and me together The pack of cigarettes I smoked, the bowl of home-made tofu I ate together, the youthful years I went through together...
I would like to commemorate my college career, my buddies, and my memories with this article and dish.
Chu Renxinlan's late night essay. "
Remember that on the day of registration, the enrollment procedures, the meal card, buying bedding, buying toiletries, making the bed, and choosing the restaurant, parents were very busy. At dusk, they left a semester of living expenses, a designated kitchenette, and repeated countless times. Excuse me, reluctantly leave. At night, the six guys from all directions in the same dormitory met each other, and after a few words of greeting, they went to each other to have a meal with fellow villagers, classmates, and friends. It was as ordinary as water. That night, I ate with a roommate in Zhuzhou, because we had no old acquaintance in this strange campus. I remember his name was Le.
The military training that I received further deepened my relationship with Le. Maybe it's that we are also weak and spoiled, maybe the food in the small kitchen is really dirty, we are both food poisoned at the same time, a "recommended rest for half a day" gold medal, two rolls of the same plump toilet paper from beginning to end. The painful face, the ten o'clock sun is getting stronger in time, and we have made it fascinating. After fifteen days of military training, everyone else became Gu Tianle, but we were miraculously fat...
Class began, those empty lecture halls made us excited, those specimens with the smell of formalin amaze us, and those pure and lovely girls' shoes made us rejoice, ha ha. At this time, we are already familiar with each other, and we have chosen our social circle in a similar way. Among them, Hu Cai, Lian Ge, A Bing, Monkey Monster, Le Diao, and Dun Yu became my best friends. By the way, at that time I was given His nickname is Bright Legs, ha ha.
After about a month of honeymoon, we were exhausted with excitement, and the boring study life could no longer interest us, and we began to look for new excitement. Football, basketball, and comments on the balcony during meals. The endless stream of beauties on the campus is just our daily life. We are more keen on computer games. There is no internet in our freshman year. The computer has just entered the Pentium era, and we play "Xianjian DOS" the most. ", "StarCraft", "Red Alert", "Thor". Maybe it was tired, or maybe it was the impulse of youth. I “partnered” Abing and rented a 500-square-meter house outside the campus wall, bought more than 30 PS and TV sets, and started the game room. I remember I named him Western Cowboy. I remember the handwritten poster covering the campus. I remember the colorful T-shirts with the Western Cowboy LOGO on the road flooded the road. I remember the school-level cup naming. I remember that I only attended three in that semester. In class, I remember the western cowboy alarmed the school leaders. I remember that I had lost ten of my twelve courses. I remember my parents confiscated all the "illegal income". I remember the disappearance of the western cowboy...
In 1999, the Internet changed our campus life. We no longer played stand-alone, switched to MUD, and then switched to "Legend". It was a crazy age. There were nearly a hundred people in our 98 long-term legend. A guild named Longxing emerged in the virtual world. Fighting monsters, upgrading, adjudicating, and dragon patterns occupied our blind youth. A few slices of homemade tofu. A bowl of rice, a few cigarettes, and a group of children fighting in the virtual world. Dawn turned the door back to the bedroom, locked up and slept in the daytime, eating and drinking Lazarus in the Internet cafe is our normal work and rest, class is an occasional pastime, half a month before the exam, all night endorsement is the price. This madness continued until graduation.
After internship, we are already full of poisons. We no longer have so much time and money to spend on the Internet. Tobacco, alcohol, betel nut, girls, clothes, ZIPPO, mobile phones, poker, these are the strongest voices of life. Money is never enough to spend, a pack of cigarettes may be eaten up in ten minutes, and the days of looking for cigarettes will be rotten...
Wearing crappy suits, naive ties, carrying various certificates, and looking forward to unrealistic dreams, we stepped into society. The cruel reality tortures us all over, living in joy or sorrow, complaining or excitedly communicating with each other's current situation. Gradually, due to busy reasons, we went from a few calls a week, to a few weeks, to a few months without a call... The messages on the classmates became sparser, and the log-in records became more and more sparse. The less...I don’t know when to call those buddies’ phones again, and the microphone says "The number you dialed is an empty number." At this time, I found out that, except for the buddies, I can’t remember the other classmates clearly. The name, it turns out that the circle has fallen apart in front of time. Those memories have passed away with the wind unknowingly...
Goodbye, my classmate; goodbye, my dragon walk; goodbye, my college days. Maybe at the school celebration of a certain year, we will get together again, the years have changed the appearance of you and me, the sharpening has smoothed the edges and corners of you and me, and time has faded the names of you and me... But no one can erase you and me together The pack of cigarettes I smoked, the bowl of home-made tofu I ate together, the youthful years I went through together...
I would like to commemorate my college career, my buddies, and my memories with this article and dish.
Chu Renxinlan's late night essay. "
