Poetry about cold rice noodles 1. Looking for ancient and modern poems about Xi 'an cold rice noodles
Shaanxi Liangpi
Qin Zhen rice skin
Qin Dou Qiaotou Shiro, Tianshi skillfully steamed and tasted it. Fine-cut jade paper is thin and soft, and a little blush moves the emperor.
Qishan handmade noodles pi
Who will enter the royal view for snacks? Difficult products and people's feelings. The light, thin and soft village fragrance won the name given by Kangxi Qin.
Hanzhong rice skin
The water is soft and the mountain temperature is much more delicate, and the rice food in Hanzhong is also soft. And transfer thousands of lingering flavors to your tongue and sigh.
Xi an Niang pi
Carefully brewed with kindness, the food is delicious, thanks to mother. I'm still afraid that my son is still hungry, so I'd better look for an old bowl.
April 2004 15 afang
Note: The Biography of Qin Gui Rice Skin was made by an able man in Qin Gui for Li XII to celebrate the famine year. After eating it, it was dedicated to Qin Shihuang, who praised it, avoiding the charge that the local people did not pay the grain in time. In memory of Li XII, Qin Gui made rice skin on the anniversary of the 23rd of the first month, which has been passed down to this day. Qishan handmade noodles are made by eight processes: mixing, washing, sinking, passing, spreading, scalding, rolling and steaming. During the Kangxi period, Wang Tongjiang, a native of Qishan, was called into the palace to make this snack. The queen's food was praised by people and was named "Yujing Powder".
2. Describe a delicious piece of cold rice noodles.
Hu spicy soup, rice noodles, beef offal noodles and paste noodles in my hometown are all mouth-watering delicious snacks, but I have a special liking for another snack in my hometown-cold rice noodles.
Look! Thin cold rice noodles, soft as silk; That thick gluten is like QQ candy in a child's mouth; Accompanied by fragrant vegetables, the three combine to form a colorful pattern.
Smell it! The smell of coriander is tangy, as if it had come to Xanadu; The spicy taste of garlic is even more unforgettable.
One day, my parents and I went to eat cold rice noodles. I can't wait, we ordered three cold rice noodles and found a seat to sit down. Seeing people who eat cold rice noodles with relish, they are full of praise.
"This cold rice noodle is delicious!"
"Boss, another bowl!"
"delicious!"
Because there were too many people, we waited for a long time, and the cold rice noodles didn't come up. I can't help but turn my head to the place where I make cold rice noodles. I saw the boss skillfully cut the prepared cold noodles into strips with a knife and put them on the plate, and then twisted the cucumbers into silk and put them on the plate. Finally, put the gluten, vinegar, salt, pepper water, peanuts and coriander into the dish. A delicious cold rice noodles will be ready.
Three cold rice noodles were finally served, and there was a pungent smell, which was incomparable to anything. I quickly grabbed the seasoning with chopsticks and wolfed it down like a breeze. The strips of cold rice noodles taste hard and cold, and the fragrance of coriander fills the whole mouth. The strength, fragrance and softness of gluten made me jump on the trampoline. Another bite of soup, sour, really delicious, memorable!
If you come to my hometown, you must try our cold rice noodles.
3. Ancient poems describing Xi 'an snacks
Eating noodles is delicious when you are hungry.
Have a glass of oyster sauce and grease the onion in your hand. Su Tuo's confession in heaven is not easy to know.
He stated Su Shi, the brother of ancient Zhang Zi.
All night long, I just watched the second chick in Summer Xu. I really want to be a soup cookie, but I am worried about writing the wrong book. The bride who joined the army is an enemy, and a big man is happy. I never know English, so I'll try to teach you how to call it.
Cake donation bundle
It's freezing in the dead of winter, with runny nose and frozen tears in the morning and frosty corners of the mouth. Fill the gap and solve the war, soup and cake are the most. Weak as spring cotton, strong as autumn training, fragrant and far away. Pedestrians are dripping with the wind, and children are watching and expecting. The man with the utensils licked his lips and let the waiter dry his throat.
Guotushan Huang Zhai Tingjian
The south wind lifts up day by day, and sometimes I like the north wind to carry me. A cup of soup cake is messy with silver thread, and Artemisia is like a hairpin.