Ancient Foodie Survival Guide

In addition to these few Donggong colleagues who had deliberately dressed up to hide from others, Xie Xun and Jiang Shuyao also dressed up. After all, it is always inappropriate to wear silk satin to the dock.

Jiang Shuyao specially asked Bai Zhi to find linen cloth and make a dimly colored dress. The hair was wrapped in a cloth towel, and the face was face to the sky without decoration, and she lived like a peasant bride.

Xie Xun's clothes were also simple. The two walked side by side. At a glance, it looked like the most handsome scholar in the village married the spoiled daughter of the village chief.

The weather is too hot, the sun is burning hot on the body. The rough guy at the dock didn't care about the workmanship. He took off his shirt and walked on the road shirtlessly.

Xie Xun didn't expect this before he came, and he was suddenly alert when he saw a group of sweaty shirtless men passing in front of him.

It's not that he doesn't trust his daughter-in-law, it's that Jiang Shuyao's previous rumors can't be faked, she really can't control herself very much in front of male sex.

In order not to appear too suspicious, Xie Xun could only quietly tilt his eyes and stare at Jiang Shuyao from the corner of his eye.

It's okay if I don't look at it, I feel wronged at first sight-Jiang Shuyao's eyes just fell on the other man.

This was wronged Jiang Shuyao, this team of bare-backed strong men walked in front of her, it was a lot of bronze, she subconsciously looked over it, really has nothing to do with lust.

Xie Xun coughed.

Jiang Shuyao turned to look at him.

Xie Xun felt comfortable. He knew that he was born handsome. He had never praised his appearance before, but at this moment he took that as confidence.

Don't look at them, just look at me.

He thought so, his face tense, not as if he came to see a restaurant opening, but as if he was coming to collect debts.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Shuya was about to ask him what's wrong. A bunch of shirtless men passed by before her eyes, her eyes drifted away subconsciously again...

Xie Xun:! ! !

"Cough! Cough!" He clenched his fist and coughed loudly.

Jiang Shuyao was taken aback: "Is it all right? How come you cough like this?"

Xie Xun put down his hands and forced to calm down: "Nothing."

As soon as the voice fell, a bunch of shirtless men passed by.

The anger in his heart "smashed" up. What happened to this group of people? Is it so hot? It's not summer yet!

He was swishing air-conditioning all over, Jiang Shuyao didn't pay attention, but the old sister-in-law who sold cakes laughed.

Hearing the laughter, Jiang Shuya looked at the woman in the pie stall in confusion.

The woman winked at her, looked at Xie Xun, and then at the pair of shirtless men. Jiang Shuyao was stunned for a while, and then reacted afterwards. Xie Xun was probably angry?

Does he think that these guys are offensive, or are they disgusting the common people's inattention?

"Xie Boyuan." Ever since she gave up to please Xie Xun, she has been calling his words, but she doesn't know that this sounds more intimate in Xie Xun's ears.

The words are only called by close friends and elders. Every time she shouts, Xie Xun feels that there is a vague and delicate closeness between the two.

"Huh?" He narrowed his expression and turned to look at her.

"Thank you." Jiang Shuyao said sincerely, "The average high-ranking man wouldn't be willing to let his wife who is married by a bright media company come to these places, but you personally brought me here."

She was obviously dressed very plain and rustic, but her eyes became more and more beautiful. Xie Xun suddenly understood the group of men just now. It was really hot today, so hot that he was sweating all over and his face was red.

At this moment, a group of children ran over from the end of the street, with fish baskets in their hands. You chased me, yelling like a gust of wind.

The pedestrian on the road couldn't avoid it, was hit, and said with a smile: "Heiyu, you are robbing Dashan's basket again, let's see how your father cleans you!"

They are used to bumping and bumping, Jiang Shu is different.

Without even thinking about it, Xie Xun immediately reached out and grabbed Jiang Shuyao's wrist and brought her to his side.

Jiang Shuyao was caught off guard by him. He couldn't stand firmly, and his forehead hit his shoulder, breathing in pain.

Xie Xie was startled, afraid that she would be angry, and asked quickly: "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Shuyao's forehead was still pressed against his shoulder, and Xie Xie was in a panic when he didn't immediately reply. As he was waiting to apologize, a tremor suddenly came from his shoulder.

The laughter gradually increased, and Jiang Shuyao smiled tremblingly: "As for, I am not made of porcelain, so I was so scared."

"All this fuss." She looked up and smiled.

Xie Xun realized that there was something wrong. He looked around and found that everyone was looking at them together. Even the kid who jumped up and down just now stopped and stared at them.

His face was hot, pulling Jiang Shuyao and hurried away.

After walking for a while, I realized that I seemed to be pulling something, slender, soft, warm and cool like jade...

Jiang's wrist!

Xie Xun's palm suddenly became hot and sore, and he felt his right hand froze when he wanted to let go, and the closed fingers couldn't open.

Jiang Shuyao was also surprised that Xie Xie took her wrist and walked all the way. He wanted to remind, but he couldn't speak, for fear that the reminder seemed too deliberate.

She raised her head and looked at Xie Xun's back quietly, always feeling that he seemed to have grown a bit taller, from a boy to a man.

The right hand holding his wrist is warm and strong, and it seems that it is good for him to hold it like this.

The two people found Lin's wine shop when they were off work. The street was crowded with people. Some guys didn't like to sit down and eat. They simply ordered a bowl of noodles and squatted down on the side of the street to eat, making it even more crowded.

As a little lady, it's strange to appear here.

Someone's eyes fell on Jiang Shuyao, Xie Xun tightened his right hand, firmly pulled Jiang Shuyao, stretched out his left hand, and pulled her headscarf forward to cover the sight of others.

Some movements are done naturally and smoothly.

"Business is booming, don't worry now." Xie Xun said.

Jiang Shuyao nodded: "I am happy to see them eating happily."

Xie Xun chuckled lightly and took her to the shade: "Would you like to taste it?"

"Of course, I'll see how they are doing, and if there is any waste of my extremely meticulous recipes."

When the two came to the noodle stall, Jiang Shuya glanced, and Lin did all of the plan he described in the letter. Not only that, but also improved it. The improved method is more suitable for ancient restaurants.

She ordered two bowls of hot dry noodles, and decided on Xie Xun's portion.

Hot dry noodles are different from ordinary fried noodles in that the noodles use alkaline noodles. The cinnamon burnt ash is placed on the pine wool, and the natural alkaline water is obtained by filtering it with boiling water many times. The alkaline noodles made by this are more conducive to preservation, and they also have a light alkaline fragrance when eaten.

After the noodles are over water and oiled, put them aside. When the guests arrive, the cook quickly blanch the noodles in boiling water, shake your wrists, drain the water, put them in a bowl, and drizzle with spicy oil, balsamic vinegar, soy sauce, garlic juice, etc. A variety of ingredients, topped with the best Sesame Street, scooped capers, diced radish, chopped green onions, etc., the hot dried noodles that seem simple but complex are ready.

Because the cost of the seasoning is slightly higher, the hot dried noodles are sold at the price of meaty noodles, but the workers at the wharf are not cheap, and they are not stingy with the money for a lunch in the afternoon. There are not a few who come for a bowl.

Xie Xun took their bowls and chose a small table in the corner that happened to be only enough for them to sit down.

The hot-dry noodles are slender and yellow. The sesame sauce is as shiny as oil. The diced radish is bright and orange. The green onion is green. With a little stirring, the sesame sauce blends into the noodles and the mellow aroma of the hot sesame sauce gradually overflows.

The noodles are smooth and oily after cold water, very chewy. The noodles are wrapped in sesame sauce. The mouthful of sesame flavor, mellow and rich, with a long aftertaste. The slightly bitter cooked sesame flavor is replaced by the sauce poured on the hot dry noodles, and it is delicious Slightly spicy, sweet and fragrant.

Every bite gives out the fragrance of tahini, the sauce is thick and slightly sticky, but the noodles are smooth and refreshing, the diced radish is sweet and the beans are slightly sour, the side dishes are crisp and fresh, without the slightest greasy.

You can't eat hot dry noodles too quickly, you have to wait for the mellow aroma to stay in your mouth for a long time, and you can't wait to chew it slowly in your mouth and taste it carefully.

But this bowl of noodles is too delicious, spicy and delicious, salty and refreshing, and you can eat a real sesame sauce in every bite. The mellow aroma makes people feel simple and practical, very satisfying, just want to gobble it up.

Xie Xun quickly ate a bowl of hot dry noodles. Jiang Shuyao couldn't finish eating the same amount as he ordered. When he saw it, he asked, "Can I divide you into half?" After that, he was afraid that Xie Xun would dislike her leftovers. After all, here is the ancient times where public chopsticks were used for picking dishes, and Xie Xun was even the noble son of Qingfeng Jiyue.

Xie Xun, the noble son himself, who inhaled the storm at the dock, reacted extremely quickly when he heard the words, and pushed the bowl in front of her with a "wow".

Jiang Shuyao:...

She skimmed half a bowl to Xie Xun, and Xie Xun continued to bow his head and eat wildly.

The cook who was resting on the side sneered: "This little scholar is so good to feed." Looking at the amount of food, the little lady's family must be a big family in the town, but this scholar is so beautiful, and he spends more money to support him. It is also worth it.

Jiang Shuyao, the daughter of the Lin clan in the rich world, supported her chin and watched Xie Xun eat the noodles clean and satisfied.

Xie Xun wanted to scrape the sesame paste on the chopsticks and on the side of the bowl, but Jiang Shuyao was there, so he abruptly resisted it.

After eating and inexplicably resentful, he said: "You have never made this kind of noodles in the mansion before." The dull tone seemed to be just casual chatting.

"I haven't done a lot, I will do it slowly later." Jiang Shuyao replied.

Okay, Xie Xun comforted him. He is a person who wants to live with the Jiang family for a lifetime, so why bother about it.

Jiang Shuyao was waiting to get up, and suddenly heard a noise from the crowd.

When he took a closer look, the person who was brilliant and generous was not who Lin was.

Since crossing over, she saw that Lin had always been a helpless woman on the surface, full of anger and anger. She had never seen her like this now, full of joy and vitality, like withered peonies in full bloom overnight.

She walked into the restaurant violently, holding her pregnant belly, laughing loudly, and said to the steward: "Yes, yes, my daughter is capable. Only my Lin family can open this kind of restaurant in the world."

Take care of yourself and flatter yourself.

"Okay, I just took a look. Today is the first day it opened. Everyone did a good job, but you can't just let it go." Lin crackled and said a lot of rules, and checked the food stalls one by one, asking questions. Flowing mercury two.

Jiang Shuyao was startled by this completely stranger Lin, and when she got closer and closer, she suddenly awoke, slapped her silver on the table, and pulled Xie Xun away quickly.

She just put forward the idea of ​​opening a shop and made Lin feel sad and annoyed. If she saw that she was mixed into a pile of stinky men to eat, and she brought Xie Xun with her, wouldn't Lin want to chase her with a knife.

Xie Xie also thought of this level. For fear of his mother-in-law's anger, the two quietly evacuated in cooperation. Just stepping out of Lin's sight, they bumped into a bunch of similar sneaky people.

Six colleagues have been gathered and are cautiously avoiding Xie Xun’s Lin Cheng:...

Xie Xun didn't expect to see them here, and asked suspiciously, "Didn't you go to the outskirts of the city to race horses? Why did you all come to the pier?"

"Uh..." Everyone was dumb.

"Also, what's the matter with your clothes?" The seven people actually wore the same style of cotton gowns, even in the same color. The unremarkable colors themselves made a long walk, like seven twins on the street, no more conspicuous It must be conspicuous.

Lin Cheng swallowed a mouthful of old blood in his throat, and stiffly lied: "Hehe, this is the clothes we made for horse racing, just like wearing a color for kicking Cuju, team uniforms, team uniforms."

Looking at Lin Cheng's ugly and low-key clothes, Xie Xun was silent for a moment, and said very solemnly: "If I promised to team up with you before, forget about it."