Ancient Foodie Survival Guide

Xie Xun picked up the chopsticks, and under everyone's eyes, picked up a piece of seaweed rice.

The crystal white rice is tightly wrapped in seaweed, and there is a faint smell of sesame oil under the scent. Cucumber, egg skin, and crab meat are sandwiched in it. The color is bright and has a fresh taste.

Xie Xun put the laver rice in his mouth and tasted it carefully.

In order to increase the stickiness of the rice, Jiang Shuya added a small amount of glutinous rice to the rice. After it was kneaded, it was chewy and chewy. Take a bite of the cucumber mixed in. It is crisp and refreshing. The fresh vegetable fragrance is mixed with the mellow omelet, which is refreshing and not weak.

There was no expression on Xie Xun's face, and a few more entrances were clipped. The seaweed skin is full of seafood flavor, neutralized with the long aftertaste of the rice. It is salty and suitable. It tastes rich but not greasy. A few pieces of belly leave only a faint aftertaste in the mouth.

Lin Cheng saw him eating slowly, and looked anxiously: "Give me a piece and try it."

Xie Xun's eyes quickly swept across the seaweed wrapped rice, seeming to be in a few counts. Seeing that there were a lot of them, he handed the chopsticks to Lin Cheng.

Lin Cheng picked a piece of salad dressing and stuffed it with his mouth wide open.

"This white sauce is novel, salty and creamy, and has a strong mellow aroma when it tastes. I don't know what it is made of."

Xie Xun couldn't answer, just about to say something, Lin Cheng rudely picked another chopsticks with less salad dressing, and put it in his mouth. This seaweed rice was not taken away by the salad dressing. The original refreshing rice fragrance Instantly filled the lips and cheeks.

He nodded while chewing, and commented: "The method should be quite simple. When I go back tonight, I will let the cooks in the house think about it. I will also bring food tomorrow."

Xie Xun corrected it and said: "The difficulty is not skills, but the ingenuity."

Lin Cheng ignored him and praised him instead: "But this white sauce is really delicious. It tastes very fresh, sweet and sour. The sourness does not resemble the sour taste of vinegar, especially after eating it. There is still an endless aftertaste of the mellow fragrance." He also has some experience in eating, "If you take it out, you can eat it with some other food."

Xie Xun didn't care how he praised him, his face remained static. Anyway, Lin Cheng boasted that the flowers could not be eaten at his house.

Lin Cheng didn't know what he was thinking, so he approached him in a trivial way: "Hey, Bo Yuan, how about you bring me some sauce?"

Xie Xun avoided him: "That won't work, let my wife cook for you, what is it like?"

After Lin Cheng realized it, the taste came out. Eh? Isn't Xie Xun's wife the Miss Jiang from the Bofu of Xiangyang?

No, if it's true as he said, then he was uneasy during this period of time and couldn't eat, what happened?

He was quiet, and he didn't know what kind of love and hatred he had come up with. He looked at Xie Xun with a complicated expression and went back to his seat obediently.

There were two or three people left. Xie Xun generously handed them chopsticks. One person tasted a few yuan and was full of praise.

After enjoying the seaweed rice, Xie Xun opened the second layer of the lunch box and took out a small bamboo basket with small crispy pork. Although the small crispy pork has been deep-fried, Jiang Shuyao deliberately soaked up the oil. The skin is crispy and not greasy. It is suitable as a snack.

Jiang Shuyao prepared three pairs of chopsticks on the second floor. It seemed that he was afraid of eating dishes with the same pair of chopsticks. This gave the gluttonous colleagues a chance to share Xie Xun's loving lunch.

They stood beside them without talking, but stared at them in a quiet and wrong manner. Xie Xie's brows bounced a few times, and he couldn't bear to say: "Take your chopsticks and use them together."

So the small crispy pork was snatched away, biting into the crispy and numb crispy skin, the meat inside was fresh and juicy, tender and chewy, chewed together with the salt and pepper skin, the more chewed the more fragrant.

The ingredients for the crispy meat are tender meat that is thin and fat. If there is too little fat, it will be old when fried, and if there is too much fat, it will be too oily. Only if the fat and lean are just right, the fried crispy meat will be fragrant and not greasy. The oily fat will be fried, and the crust made of egg liquid on the outer skin will also have the unique oily aroma of fatty meat.

A few people took a bite, chewed it creaky, crispy and delicious, salty and numb in the salty, the peppery and savory taste of meat made people addicted to eating.

"If the daily value is such snacks at the table, political affairs will not be boring."

"Exactly, exactly."

A few cheeky people swept away Xie Xun's snacks, and left with endless aftertastes. They stretched their chopsticks onto Xie Xun's jelly without taking an inch.

Xie Xun collected the lunch box honestly, put it under the chair, and waited for the lunch to take it out and eat it.

He breathed a sigh of relief silently in his heart. Fortunately, they didn't touch the bowl of jelly, thinking that when he ate the spicy oil made by Jiang Shuyao for the first time, he just ate himself and didn't want to stop. Let alone these gluttons, it is impossible to stop. live.

What's more, today's spicy oil seems to be more refined and delicious, and he can imagine how wonderful it is just by smelling the hot and sour taste.

While dealing with affairs, he planned to share some of his leftover food with Lin Cheng at noon. Well, but you can't eat more, just taste it, he doesn't have enough.

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At sunset, officials of James Mansion stepped out of the palace one after another.

Lin Cheng caught up with Xie Xun while lazy, trying to go home with him.

These days, Xie Xun always rushed home early, and Lin Cheng was accustomed to it. After he got on the horse, he went to the house subconsciously. He didn't expect Xie Xun to walk out of the long street and go to the market.

Lin Cheng swiftly shifted his horse to keep up, and he was delighted to see Xie Xun stand up and get off his horse and walk towards the street lined with bookstores.

This is the Xie Boyuan he knows.

He bounced to keep up and said, "Bo Yuan, we haven't been here for a long time to shop for books."

Xie Xun nodded: "The books here are not as good as the books in the library after all."

"That is, but some scraps are rare."

Some of the two people chatted, Xie Xun led Lin Chengxian into the most frequented bookstore, turned around, didn't look at it, and went to the next one.

One by one, Xie Xun looked for it carefully, but none was satisfied.

Lin Chengsheng was curious: "Does Bo Yuan have a category I want to find?"

Xie Xun's subordinates kept looking at ten lines: "Yes, but I haven't read this kind of book."

Finally, at a small bookstore at the end of the street, Xie Xun finally found a few books that no one cares about in the corner.

Lin Cheng thought it was a strange book. He peeked into his head and saw three big characters on the cover-"Feng Yue Lu"

Xie Xun's expression remained unchanged, as if he was holding an ancient book in his hand, he calmly paid the money, and published a bookstore with a bunch of talents and beautiful ladies.

Lin Cheng's heart vibrated, God, what happened, made Bo Yuan start reading this kind of miscellaneous books to comfort himself.

Xie Xun bought the script and thought that he could read this book in the future, and walked out briskly.

In the evening, when it was a lively time, Xie Xun walked through the crowd. After seeing the seller next to him, he hesitated and raised his foot to walk towards the other party.

The sugar haws seller was preparing to close the stall, and suddenly saw a young man in Jinyi walking towards him, and he was a little nervous, for fear that what happened to him would upset the nobles.

Unexpectedly, the nobleman did not ask the price, and directly said: "Give me one-two of these."

The hawker laughed quickly and took two candied haws for Xie Xun.

Lin Cheng was confused, with the illusion that his friend had been possessed by a ghost for many years.

Xie Xun got on the horse and hung a bunch of miscellaneous books on the horse, holding two candied gourds in his hands, holding the horse's belly lightly, and traveling home leisurely.

The setting sun sprinkled on Xie Xun, drawing a hazy and warm light circle for him, making his upright back also reveal a bit of laziness. Lin Cheng looked at the lunchboxes and miscellaneous books hanging under him, and then watched him gracefully holding a candied haws, his eyelids jumped. Although he had hoped that Xie Boyuan would be a bit popular since he was a child, it was not this way. what.

Xie Xun returned to the mansion, and the people rushed up to bring him a book. He held a candied haws and walked through the courtyard in the surprised eyes of the people.

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Jiang Shuyao stays in the house every day, making some food when he is free, and basking in the courtyard when he is lazy.

A while ago, Xu's two little nephews were tightly controlled, and they sneaked into her yard from time to time. Xu's hand was in charge of giving feedback, but he just opened one eye and closed one eye.

Whenever Jiang Shuya saw the two little guys, she was extremely happy. When they came today, she rushed to the kitchen happily to make egg tarts for them.

It took some time to make the crust, and by the time the **** came out, it was dusk.

The whole yard was filled with the sweet and sweet milk flavor of pastry. Xie Zhao was greedy and wandered in front of the bread kiln. When the **** was baked and Jiang Shuyao took it out, he could not wait to open his mouth and wait for feeding immediately.

The freshly baked egg tarts are very hot, and the crust layers are swelled. The egg paste in the inner layer is solidified, soft and yellowish, and a few bulging bubbles are baked into a brownish-yellow color.

The egg tarts looked very attractive, and Xie Zhao's kind words went straight out: "Third aunt, you are so amazing. It smells good. Can I have a piece of it?"

In ancient times, there was no tinfoil paper, and it was difficult to extract aluminum. Jiang Shuyao chose to use kraft paper instead, and the temperature of the baking cellar was lowered, so he bake it for a while. She took a bite first, but the final taste was still a bit worse, the skin was not so crispy, and the inside was not tender enough.

Xie Zhao watched her eating eagerly, the saliva dripped out, fearing that she wouldn't give herself a taste, tugging at the corner of her skirt to act like a baby: "Three aunts, third aunts, will you give me a bite? Just a bite. "

Jiang Shuyao couldn't help but smile when he saw him like this: "It was originally done for you."

She put the baking tray on the table, picked up a piece of egg **** and handed it to Xie Zhao: "Be careful."

Xie Zhao couldn't wait to take it, Jiang Shuyao gave Xie Yao another piece, and Xie Yao thanked him quietly before taking it.

Xie Zhao watched Jiang Shuyao making egg tarts all the time, so he always felt that the egg tarts that had been used for this kind of skill and the novel baking method were unbelievable to eat, and they all tasted carefully.

He first took a small bite and bit off the outer layer of puff pastry, layered on top of it, so crisp that it broke with the touch of the teeth, with a hint of sweetness, and a light and sweet oily aroma when chewing.

The puff pastry was so delicious, Xie Zhao squinted happily and took another bite.

This time I bite into the inset, and the inset of the freshly baked egg **** is very hot, but because of the temperature, the inside is softer and sweeter. The rich and mellow milk flavor melts in the mouth, moist and soft, sweet but not greasy.

Xie Zhao took a sip of the remaining egg tarts, his lips and teeth were fragrant, and the tip of his tongue seemed to have the mellow and tender flavor of the filling.

After he finished eating, Xie Yao only ate half of it, and he seemed to be reluctant to gobble it up. He just wanted to eat slowly.

Xie Zhao smirked at Jiang Shuyao, Shui Lingling's big eyes kept blinking: "Third aunt, hehehe, give me one more."

Jiang Shuya nodded his nose: "My mouth was so sweet just now, are you finished talking now?"

Xie Zhao shook his head: "Of course not, the third aunt is the best, um... she was born beautiful, she speaks well, and her craftsmanship is excellent."

Jiang Shuya snorted, picked up a piece and handed it to him.

Xie Zhao hurriedly continued flattering: "Whether it is good to us and kind to the servants, it is a great blessing for the third uncle to marry you."

Jiang Shuyao gave him another piece, and just put it in his hand, Xie Yao, who was usually quiet and well-behaved, suddenly opened his mouth and whispered: "Three aunts have a beautiful heart and a beautiful face."

Xie Zhao was taken aback, and Jiang Shuyao was also taken aback.

Xie Yao stretched out his hands to make a cup shape, pursed his mouth to look at Jiang Shuya, as if saying: Where's mine?

Jiang Shuyao was about to be cute by these baby nephews, rubbed Xie Yao's head, and handed him the egg tart.

Xie Zhao felt the competitiveness and was very unconvinced: "The third uncle is naturally beautiful, and she is all over the country."

Xie Yao nibbled the egg tart, while taking it on: "Furong in the distant mountains, Yan jealous and Yingxian."

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When Xie Xun stepped into the hospital, he heard the childish voice of the child. Upon listening carefully, he found that the content of the words was a little strange.

He walked towards Jiang Shu's room, and saw Jiang Shu's smile on the rocking chair under the tree. The two nephews in front of him jumped out like a kind word for money, and they all praised her appearance.

Especially Xie Zhao, pulling her sleeves, wishing to hold her forearms next moment, very intimate.

Is it really so eye-catching?

Xie Xun walked over and interrupted them: "Xie Zhao, what are you doing?"

Xie Zhao was taken aback, but when Xie Xun saw the candied haws in his hand, he obediently called out "Uncle San" sweetly.

"Well, where did you learn the gentleman's style on weekdays? What about the rules and etiquette, all forgotten?" Xie Xun taught with a sharp glance.

Xie Zhao was still a little scared of him, so he shrank his head slightly, afraid to look at him.

Jiang Shuyao is the only person in this yard who is not afraid of Xie Xun, but she still couldn't understand Xie Xun's strict and indifferent appearance to children. She still half-leaned on the rocking chair without a sitting posture, and said, "As for?"

Xie Xun looked at her: "You too..."

"What am I?" Jiang Shuyao thought that Xie Xun was reprimanding her by reprimanding her little nephew with a previous criminal record. She was irritated by yin and yang, and she relentlessly slammed back, "I have no rules?"

Xie Xun was stunned, but it was a pity that the face was not visible, it was still the coffin face.

Jiang Shuyao took a look at this place and thought he was right. He groaned inwardly, and then said to Xie Zhao: "Look at your third uncle, I'm jealous."

boom--

There was a loud noise in Xie Xun's mind, and his heart was turbulent. What did she say, am I jealous? How could I be jealous? Whose vinegar am I? Why does she know I'm jealous? No, I'm not jealous!

His heart was ups and downs and he almost couldn't hold the candied haws, but Jiang Shuyao slowly continued: "You only praise me, not your third uncle, he is not happy. Come here, tell me what your third uncle is?"

Xie Zhao was very responsive. He believed everything Jiang Shuyao said, and immediately answered: "I know I know! The third uncle is Shen Yuluoyan, the moon is shameless, the beauty of the country and the city!"

Xie Xun was dumbfounded.

Before he turned his mind, he heard the little nephew Xie Yao, who was quiet and well-mannered since he was a child. It was rare that he did not sound like mosquitoes and flies as usual, and said carefully but fairly smoothly: "The third uncle has a beautiful face and a beautiful appearance. Tianxiang, a beautiful and natural beauty." This sentence was a bit long, and almost didn't breathe in the second half.

Jiang Shuyao was also dumbfounded. She really didn't expect these two little guys to answer like this. When she reacted, she almost rolled from the rocking chair to the ground with a smile.

She smiled tremblingly, Xie Xun's complexion gradually turned red, and she was embarrassed by her smile, gritted his teeth and said: "Jiang Shuyao."

Jiang Shuyao reluctantly stopped his smile, and looked up and down Xie Xun: "Although you are not wrong in saying this..."

Xie Xun:? ? ?

"...But don't praise men like that, you have to say that Sanshu Fengshen is handsome and unparalleled."

Xie Xun had no idea how to react. It was neither shame nor annoyance. The roots of his ears became redder and red, and he didn't know if Jiang Shu was **** off.

But Xie Zhao hadn't had the eyes to see, staring at the candied haws in Xie Xun's hand, he asked, "Uncle San, did you buy this for us?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Yao looked up at him curiously.

of course not! Before Xie Xun returned to the house, he didn't know that they would come to his courtyard.

He glanced at Jiang Shuyao and saw that she didn't respond. He handed the candied haws to Xie Zhao Xie Yao, pretending to be acquiescence.

Xie Zhao hadn't eaten the food that was sold out, so he happily took it and thanked Xie Xun.

Jiang Shuya looked at the icing of the icing, and the full and bright candied haws sighed: "I haven't eaten candied haws in a long time."

Xie Zhao heard this and handed it to Jiang Shu's candied haws: "Taste the third aunt?"

Jiang Shuyao was not polite, biting the top one and chewing it creakingly.

Xie Xun looked at their affectionate and undisturbed appearance, and a sour bubble suddenly appeared in his heart, bursting, overflowing with grievances.

He turned and walked back to the study, where the excitement in the courtyard continued.

After arriving in the study, Xie Xun took out the stack of textbooks he had just bought and read them one by one.

But the beginning of the chapter is when the gifted and beautiful women fall in love at first sight, and then the two hearts are joyful and complain about each other, how the love, why the love is unclear.

He flipped through all the textbooks boredly, but in the end he couldn't find the answer. He really wanted to catch those scholars who wrote the book and rewrite it.

He walked to the copper basin to clean his hands, and looked at his own shadow reflected on the water, vaguely inspired.

A talented person loves a beautiful woman because she is beautiful, what about Jiang Shuyao?

He bent down and looked at the reflection in the water carefully.

He hasn't paid much attention to his appearance. When the high school prosecutors crossed the long street, the sachets Jinpa thrown at him would drown him, and there seemed to be no one to throw flowers at the top pick. At the time, he was just irritable, so why did he throw them all on him? Thought, could it be because he was born better?

Xie Xun, who had no clear knowledge of his own beauty, fell into confusion. He even forgot about dinner. Jiang Shuyao heard that he was told that the door of his study was closed, thinking he was angry and ignored him.

When Xie Xun found out that he had eaten, Jiang Shuyao had already used up his dinner.

He realized that he was hungry, and he quickly called people to the big kitchen to see if there were any leftovers. In the end, the little servant brought back only a bowl of meat soup and a plate of side dishes.

This is obviously not enough to eat, Zhimo asked: "Master, do you want to call the big kitchen to do more?"

Xie Xun waved his hand: "Nothing." He planned to eat some pastry to cushion his stomach.

But eating some pastries at night was not enough to fill your stomach, and Xie Xun became hungry again after a while.

He left the study and was about to call someone to the big kitchen to let the chef cook something, when he suddenly smelled a strong scent of halogen.

Xie Xun followed the aroma to the small kitchen, and found that there was no one in the small kitchen, but a pot was simmering on the stove. He was very disappointed at the moment. Smelling the rich and savory stew, his stomach screamed twice. He was so hungry that he couldn't wait for the servants to go back and forth to the large kitchen to fetch food, and he hurried to the direction of the large kitchen.

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Jiang Shuyao stewed the stew tonight, and felt that the smell was all over his hair. After changing his clothes, he slowly wandered around the house.

After she married into Xie Guogong's mansion, she had barely been to other places except for the big kitchen and Shouning Hall. The huge Guogong's mansion only walked a corner, and she didn't even know the topography.

Tonight, the breeze was refreshing and the moon was clear. She was in a good mood and didn't let anyone lead the way. She walked around the mansion with Yuehua.

Guo Gong Mansion deserves to be the home of the princes who have passed on for centuries. The courtyard of the mansion is exquisitely arranged, the yong road is wide, the courtyard is simple and elegant, the mansion has both the luxurious and majestic rock corridor and the graceful and elegant pond green willow.

She walked around randomly and found a small bamboo forest.

She didn't dare to go in, and she planned to go back the same way, but took the wrong direction and went around the Qushui Pavilion next to the small bamboo forest.

In the pavilion, there are two people sitting opposite each other, dressed in robes, and they are very romantic. A closer look turned out to be Xie Xun's eldest brother Xie Li and second brother Xie Lang.

Jiang Shuyao didn't take the maid, and he wandered around the house at night. It was a bit embarrassing to see their eyes cast at this time, and he planned to slip away after seeing the gift from a distance.

Xie Li stopped him: "Three younger siblings, where is your maid?"

Jiang Shu paused and explained: "I just wanted to walk around the yard, so I walked away without holding back..."

Xie Li put down the chess pieces in his hand and said sternly, "This is not the Boss House in Xiangyang. You can no longer act as willful as you are in your boudoir. Just turn around in the backyard, don't go to the outer courtyard."

Jiang Shuyao suffered a training session and left without a word.

Halfway, I feel aggrieved again. Apart from other things, even if it is necessary to reprimand, it is the old lady's business, how can even Xie Xun and his elder brother get involved.

Although Xie Li raised them for a round, the eldest brother is like a father, but there is no need to be so strict with her, right?

The more she thought about it, the more bored she was. What is meant by not being in Xiangyang Bofu, and marrying here with her, can't even get out of the backyard? She is bored in her yard all day, and people in the house will have to get sick.

Even the original owner, who was short of breath in front of the Xie family, couldn't bear the anger, not to mention Jiang Shuyao, who had always been straightforward.

She didn't go far and turned around fiercely.

Xie Li just poured himself a glass of wine, and was about to toast, when he saw Jiang Shuyao running back with a bad face.

He put down the wine glass, frowned and said, "As the rumors say, act freely."

Xie Lang on the opposite side has not yet spoken, Jiang Shuyao has already spoken first: "The eldest brother just said something wrong, although I am not the daughter of the Xie family, but since I am married, I am Xie Xun's wife, the wife of Sanfang, could it be that I Don't you even have the qualifications to walk freely in the mansion?"

Xie Li has been immersed in officialdom for many years. Although he has followed the good looks of Xie's family, he feels more serious and rigid, majestic and majestic. If he acts in front of him, he will subconsciously act lightly, for fear of being picked out by him.

He frowned upon hearing this, and looked a little harsher.

"I knew I had a bad reputation before I got married, but after I got married, I didn't cause trouble, nor did I offend my elders, so I shrank in the room obediently—"

She argued fiercely, and when she said this, she was suddenly interrupted by a soft and helpless voice.

"Brother sister." Xie Lang didn't hold back his smile, "You misunderstood."

The last time the bride offered tea was the first and only time Jiang Shuyao saw Xie Xun's two elder brothers. As a sister-in-law, she didn't dare to look up to see what they looked like. She only remembered the corners of their majestic official uniforms.

Now that the moonlight is bright and bright, Jiang Shuyao finally sees their looks clearly.

Both of them looked similar to Xie Xun, except that the eldest brother Xie Li was more dignified, and there was a light line between his brows that was left by daily frowning. The second brother, Xie Lang, took off the official uniform and put on a robe, not like a master of the Hou Mansion, but more like a literati who indulges in landscapes and travels.

He behaved suavely, with a gentle and magnetic voice, and said to Jiang Shuyao: "You are not very familiar with Xie Guogong's mansion. What if you stray into no one in a remote place and run into a malicious servant?"

Jiang Shuyao was slightly stunned.

Xie Lang said again: "However, our mansion treats the subordinates strictly, and they are all children of the family. This kind of evil will definitely not happen. It's just that my eldest brother and I were drinking and discussing with King Wu just now. King Wu is lustful. , Acting rudely, although it will not make our younger brothers and sisters suffer from our eyelids, but if he is attracted to them, they will be divided?"

Jiang Shuya was blushing with his gentle and polite tone. It turned out that it was not that they had a prejudice against her, but that she thought they had a prejudice against her and caused trouble.

She tugged at the corner of her sleeve, her tone suddenly softened, and she was ashamed: "Sorry, I misunderstood. I was rude just now. I hope the eldest brother will forgive me."

Xie Lang looked at her hot face with her head down, smiled and shook her head: "This look is very different from the third child's wooden temperament."

This elder's attitude made Jiang Shuya even more embarrassed, and once again apologized: "It's my brother-in-law who just rashly."

"Okay." Xie Li said, glanced at Xie Xun, motioned him not to bully the little girl, and said to Jiang Shuyao, "Three younger brothers and sisters, you call a maid to lead the way, don't get lost."

His tone is still majestic, but Jiang Shuyao now knows that he is not meant to be accusatory, so blushing should be.

The more she thought about it, the more embarrassing she turned and walked in the direction of Tingzhuyuan. She happened to run into a maid on the road, so she let her lead the way and lead herself back.

Back in the courtyard, Xie Xun also happened to come back from the large kitchen. The two met at the entrance of the courtyard. Seeing her look strange, Xie Xun asked aloud, "Where did you go?"

Jiang Shuyao was still thinking about something, he suddenly called her out, and she replied, "I went outside for a while."

"Oh." Xie Xun nodded, and when he was trying to find a word, Jiang Shuyao patted his head and hurried to the small kitchen.

Xie Xun followed it curiously.

The thick wood under the stove has been burned, leaving only the residual temperature to slowly stew the lo-flavor. Jiang Shuyao opened the lid, and the rich and fragrant lo-flavor instantly pungent.

The most important thing for lo-mei is the preparation of brine. Common spices such as green onion, ginger, garlic, sugar, star anise, cinnamon, bay leaf, white koe, tangerine peel, etc. are indispensable. The missing dried chili is replaced with cornel oil.

If you want to make the marinade more flavorful, you have to put it in a special Chinese medicine bag. Jiang Shuyao asked Angelica to go to the pharmacy to grab the medicine, licorice, grass fruit, pepper, purple cloud, agarwood, angelica, ginkgo, etc., wrapped in gauze , Put it into the bottom of the pot, simmer slowly, until the aroma of every medicine is immersed in the soup.

The first time you boil the stew, you need to put some pork belly and pig's trotters to ensure that the stewed soup is fat enough, so that the duck neck, duck wings, stewed eggs, lotus root, dried tofu, etc. will also have a fat and thick flavor.

She picked up the big iron spoon, fished out the marinated meat and placed it in the bowl. The rich marinated aroma made Xie Xun regret instantly that he ran to the big kitchen to add a meal.

Look at the stew in this bowl, the color is red, the taste is delicious and mellow, and the skin is hung with a dark red marinade, which is translucent and attractive.

Xie Xun looked at the ingredients in the bowl and asked in doubt, "What is this?"

At that time, cattle and sheep were the most expensive meat for people, and cattle that died of old age or disease were not allowed to be slaughtered. Therefore, Jiang Shuyao did not marinate beef, but chose meat such as duck and pig.

"Luwei. This is duck wings, duck neck... and this is pig's feet chopped into small pieces." Jiang Shuyao introduced him one by one.

I could barely understand it before, when Jiang Shuyao said the word "trotter", Xie Xun looked at her in astonishment.

Although the nobles of the high gates also eat hog meat, it is not the mainstream. Most of the ingredients are seafood, fresh birds, and poultry. Perhaps it is because the pork growing environment is dirty, or the unexperienced pig tastes a lot of fishy smell. It is rare to see pork on the dinner table, and even if it is, it is processed carefully. It's unheard of to eat trotters like Jiang Shuyao.

Xie Xun watched the chopped pig's feet, vaguely outlines the original shape of the pig's feet, and suppressed the glutton who was just about to move.

Jiang Shuyao explained: "I have processed them carefully, they are not dirty at all, and they are really delicious." In modern times, trotters are very expensive, OK?

But after finishing speaking, I hesitated: "I guess the eldest brother and the second brother can't accept it either."

Xie Xun's ears moved, huh? Big brother and second brother? Who?

Jiang Shuya took out the pig's trotter, arranged the rest of the braised flavor, and poured a layer of braised oil on it, and called the maid to send it to Xie Li and the others.

"Just say that I am apologizing. If you don't dislike it, the eldest brother and the second brother can use it for drinking."

The maid should be, and left respectfully.

Xie Xun thought about it and didn't expect the intersection between Jiang Shuyao and his two brothers, so he asked, "Why do you want to give them food?"

"I didn't say it was just to apologize." Jiang Shuyao didn't plan to elaborate, put the lid on the pot, and turned out of the small kitchen.

Xie Xun reacted for a while. He hadn't tasted it yet, so how could he leave? If everyone didn't eat it, it would be fine. How could the eldest brother and the second brother get a single one!

He followed depressedly, roughly guessing: "Did you ran into them when you were going out just now?"

Jiang Shuyao nodded.

"They are playing chess in the pavilion again?"

Jiang Shuyao curiously asked: "How do you know?"

Xie Xun thought to himself, of course he knew. Two stinky chess baskets sit there all year round to play chess, but their chess skills have not improved by half!

After Xie Xun returned to the room, he could not stop reading, thinking about the delicious lo-mei just now, and at the same time thinking about the taste of the elder brother and the second brother, like it or not.

Finally, he just got up and went to the bamboo forest.

He knew the temperament of the two eldest brothers, one was old-fashioned and well-ruled, the other liked to be elegant, and maybe he didn't like to eat novel foods, and wasted Jiang's thoughts, then he went to bring the bowl back and settle it by himself.

Xie Xun had just left the house, and the lo-mei sent by Jiang Shuyao had been placed on the stone table of Qushui Pavilion.

Xie Lang lifted the wide cuffs, put down the Biyu chess piece, and hesitated: "This... looks good."

Xie Li agreed, and what he said was completely inconsistent with his straightforward tone: "It's not bad to smell it. I heard that the three younger siblings are used to tinkering with food. Last time, I was lucky enough to taste a piece of the cake she sent to the big room. Ah, I still remember the delicate and sweet taste."

The two were silent.

Xie Lang took a sip of sake, and suddenly reached out and picked up the chopsticks: "Then I will try." He is habitually casual and doesn't care about the duck wings and necks on the plate.

Picking up a piece of lotus root at will, before putting it in your mouth, you can smell a strong scent of stewed, salty and spicy, and faintly with a rich medicinal flavor, it smells extremely delicious.

The lotus root slices are still warm, and after putting them in the mouth, the stewed aroma instantly overflows between the lips and cheeks. This was the first time he had eaten such a rich and rich taste of food. The spiciness of marinated lotus root stimulated the sense of taste, making it more umami and numb. It is obviously a vegetarian dish, but it has a meaty smell and a complex flavor. It's hard to tell what kind of meaty smell it got.

The lotus root slices are crisp and crisp, and the longer the bitter flavor becomes stronger as you chew, but the lotus root slices themselves are sweet, not to mention the richer taste, but also offset the irritation brought by his first spicy taste.

Xie Lang swallowed the braised lotus root without saying a word, and poured a glass of sake into his mouth.

The slightly bitter cold wine flowed into the abdomen along the throat, Xie Lang couldn't help sighing comfortably, it was too refreshing.

Xie Li was still waiting for him to comment. Seeing that he finished drinking, he was about to move his chopsticks, and he moved his chopsticks to the largest duck wing on the plate, and quickly picked up the chopsticks.

My younger brother understood that Xie Li had tasted cakes and recognized Jiang Shuyao's cooking skills, so he didn't hesitate now.

Just vegetarian lotus roots are so delicious, presumably meaty is even worse.

Xie Lang picked up the duck wings and began to gnaw with difficulty. The stewed duck meat was tender and smooth, retaining the elasticity of the meat itself. It was delicious and fragrant after a bite. The rich aniseed and medicinal materials made the duck meat not leave a fishy smell. Yurouxiang. The marinade is delicious, and the inside is also salty and spicy. Xie Lang can't wait to eat all the sticky duck meat on the bones.

It happened that it was not easy to nibble with chopsticks. After he nibbleed halfway, the Xie Li on the opposite side had already nibble on a duck neck and eaten two lotus root slices.

Xie Lang didn't care about Feng Yi anymore, he flicked his sleeves, and ate at a fast speed.

When Xie Xun arrived at Qushui Pavilion, only the two older brothers who were quite decent were gnawing at the duck rack with a ferocious expression. The second brother who paid attention to appearance actually had a purple marinade hanging on the corner of his mouth.

And the older brother who used to hold racks patted the table: "Come on, let's get another pot of wine."

Xie Lang's cup was empty, and the stamina for the spiciness gradually came up. He could only hiss lightly and briefly inhale: "Stop using the pot, and bring my treasured Puzhong wine."

Xie Xie walked into the pavilion and saw only two or three lotus roots left on the porcelain plate full of Dangdang.

Xie Li and Xie Lang lowered their chopsticks at the same time and clamped the duck neck together.

The two were in a stalemate secretly, Xie Xun coughed, scared them to let go.

Seeing that the person was Xie Xun, the two of them were relieved, and it was good that they did not lose face in front of the servant.

"Third brother, why are you here?" Xie Lang regained the breeze and moonlike attitude he was holding, and asked his sleeve.

Xie Xun wanted to save them some face, but he couldn't hold back when he saw it, and said with disgust: "Second brother, wipe your mouth."

Xie Li is a lot more magnanimous: "Third brother, this meal made by my sister-in-law is really delicious, and it's a must for drinking."

Xie Xun sat on the stone chair among them, looked at the messy dinner plate, and said, "It will be better tomorrow. Drink less."

Xie thought so, and nodded in agreement: "It's fine, then take a break and drink again."

"I just don't know if Xiu Muri's sister-in-law will still cook this meal?" Xie Lang tentatively asked.

Xie Xun replied: "I don't know."

Xie Lang said shamelessly: "Then please ask your third brother to go back and ask your younger sister-in-law. If you still do, please ask her to bring us a copy."

Xie Xun glanced at him indifferently, and there was a very small hum in his nose. You would not hear if you didn't listen carefully.

Xie Li didn't notice that something was wrong with him. His brother Cheng Illi was stern and indifferent. He was used to it and didn't intend to show any emotions from his face.

"It turns out that my sister-in-law is so exquisite in cooking, which is really envious of my brother. The food is so delicious that my brother and I couldn't help drinking several pots of wine, and now my belly is still a little bloated."

"Really? I didn't know it was so delicious." He hadn't eaten it before, hum.

It’s a pity that he has been accustomed to a plain tone for more than ten years, and he doesn’t even know how to be yin and yang.