Delicious Delicacy of the Demon Spirit

On the seventh day of July, Qiqiao Festival is coming to an end, but the weather is still hot.According to the folk custom of Qingshui Town, early in the morning, the girl who is waiting to be married will offer melons and fruits at home and ask the Weaver Girl for a pair of skillful hands, and then embroider a sachet or a silk handkerchief with her own hands, and give it to the person she loves.If the sweetheart accepts, the two will go to the lakeside to watch the stars at night and witness the meeting of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.And single women will also look up at the Milky Way by the window rails this night, expecting a consummate love to come.

In the early morning, Li Ku'er got up early, offered a snow-white melon and lit three sticks of incense outside the window, and then went to work in the Prince Qiao's mansion after paying homage.Although she didn't intend to embroider silk handkerchiefs for sachets, she also hoped to have a pair of skillful hands. Anyway, the melon ended up in her stomach and couldn't escape.In fact, she had never worshiped Weaver Girl in the past.Is there really a Weaver Girl?Before this summer season, she didn't believe it, but now, after experiencing those unimaginable things, it seems that the myths and legends are not all fabricated by the predecessors.

Li Kuer has been thinking about watching the lotus festival night, in the alley late at night, they went home side by side with the light of the lantern square inch.She asked He Weiran if he was a monster, but He Weiran didn't say yes or no.If not, just say no...so...so...

So basically it is, yes.

This judgment circled in Li Kuer's mind over and over again. She was [-]% sure in her heart, but unexpectedly found that she was not frightened by this almost certain conjecture.

"If the monsters are all like Sister He, there's nothing to be afraid of... Oh, by the way, cannibalism is not allowed." Li Kuer murmured softly, and when she came back to her senses, she had arrived at the back door of the palace.The previous vegetables have been harvested, and the celery and radish seedlings in the field still need her to work in exchange for rewards. There are no vegetables to sell, and the income is much less.Li Kuer was worried again, sighed and finished sweeping the courtyard, then went to the back kitchen to have a sip of breakfast.

Although the sun was already shining brightly, it was still early.When Li Kuer arrived at the back kitchen, the breakfast hadn't been cooked yet.Xiao Qu was sitting in the corner of the yard picking bean sprouts, and Li Kuer moved a small bench to help her. The two of them were talking and laughing while doing their work, which was very pleasant. If this was the case in the past, someone would jump out and scold them soon There are no rules.

Ah Liao came, just filled the tank with water, was extremely tired, but still smiled, as if there was something good going on.

"Hey, today's Qiqiao Festival, I want to give you a gift."

Li Ku'er and Xiao Qu looked at each other, and laughed at her one by one.

"Why are you so generous? They even brought gifts for the holidays."

"In my opinion, Ah Liao has something to ask of us. Let me tell you, Kuer, we can accept gifts, but we don't help if we are busy."

"That's right, no help."

"Hey, what are you talking about? I don't mean that." A Liaohu glanced at them, took out two small purses from his cuffs, and handed them over, with an expression on his face that an adult doesn't remember a villain's mistakes: "My grandma embroidered this yesterday. I will study the embroidery method carefully for you, and you won't lose face when you make it yourself and give it away."

Xiao Qu didn't care what jokes Ah Liao said, and hurriedly picked up what she said and looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but sigh in admiration: "Why is it so beautiful, look at the peach blossom embroidery, ah, look at this craftsmanship...it's really a gift for me." ah?"

Li Kuer also took hers.It is an ingot-shaped purse, with dark blue pleats on the top, decorated with colorful ropes, strung with gray-blue ceramic beads, and its belly is made of silver-white silk cloth, embroidered with intricate blue and white flowers, every stitch and thread is exquisite.

"Your grandma is really good at embroidery!"

"Well, what else?" Ah Liao squinted her eyes and smiled complacently, and she didn't know what made her so happy that her jaw almost rolled up.

"What else?" Li Ku'er was thinking about what she meant by this, and suddenly a flash of thought flashed through her mind, and she said in shock, "Ah, your grandma's eyes are healed?"

"Hey hey hey, I didn't have a conscience before I realized it. In fact, on the morning of the second day of the lotus viewing festival, my grandma said that the fog in front of my eyes was not so foggy, and then it became better and clearer every day, and I was able to embroider again a few days ago. She was so happy, she embroidered a large stack of trinkets and gave them to many people, so I can’t forget you. But don’t tell others, I only gave you two, Ah Chu still has Sister He, but no one else."

"Don't worry about it." Xiaoqu said, hanging her purse on her waist: "There are only a few girls in our kitchen, who else is left? Isn't it A Zhu and A Chuan? They are People with good friends are too busy looking for space to send embroidery flowers to others, and they don’t even care about the purses sent by others.”

"Hey, if you don't like it, you don't like it, you can pay me back." A Liao felt that she was owed when she heard Xiaoqu's words.

"Don't, they look down on me too much, make sure you wear it every day, okay? My mother doesn't have this skill, and if you want such a good one, you probably have to get married."

"You are so worthless. I gave you this to teach you to practice hard. Why did you point it at someone else?"

"The two of us can't learn well, Kuer, don't you think so?"

Li Kuer looked at the purse, then looked at the sky, her big eyes stared blankly, and she said leisurely, "If the Weaver Girl shows up today, will I be able to embroider as well as Grandma Ah Liao? "

Xiaoqu thought she was going to say something about lofty ambitions, co-authoring was an opportunistic idea, coughed twice, and said to Ah Liao: "So, it means that neither of us is possible."

"Come on, it's actually my grandma's idea to ask you to study, and I just want to see you poor people who don't have a good-looking purse and lose our people in Prince Qiao's Mansion." A Liao glanced at them contemptuously, stood up, stretched. Stretching his muscles and bones, he said, "Hey, let's go, I'm going to pass the food."

The two lamented that A Liao's mouth became mean at some point, and after they had finished picking the bean sprouts, the four maids who were in charge of delivering the dishes had already come out with trays and cups.

It seems that the prince and concubine's breakfast is ready, and when they finish eating, the servants will also serve the meal.

Xiaoqu went to work on other tasks.Li Kuer wondered why Weiran should be free at this moment, so she went in to say hello to her.Stepping into the threshold, I saw He Weiran cleaning up the stove, Zhang Da in front of the chopping board, wiping the knife with sweat all over his body, it seemed that he had chopped stuffing all morning, it was not easy.

"Sister He." She called He Weiran and took out her new purse.

"It turned out to be Kuer." He Weiran quickly packed up the things in his hands before walking over again: "Is there something wrong?"

"It's not a big deal, I just came to show you my purse."

"Oh? Heh, it matches Ku'er's clothes very well." He Weiran compared the purse with Li Kuer's blue shorts, and said, "Would you like to see mine?"

"Yeah."

Li Kuer saw He Weiran wiped his wet hands with the apron, and took out a brown-purple purse from the inner pocket of the apron.This pouch is the same shape as hers, in the shape of an ingot, embroidered with gold thread on the bottom, and a big pink peony embroidered on top, it looks luxurious and exquisite.

"Sister He looks good too." Just as Li Kuer said this, Mama Zhang shouted from outside, and it was directed at this side: "Da Zhang, come out for a while."

"Hey, mother." Zhang Da went out in response, and there were only the two of them left in the back kitchen.

He Weiran dragged Li Kuer a little further in, and said in a low voice, "Last night, the prince said that he wanted to eat cold noodles for lunch today."

"Cold noodles? Refreshing and cheap, they are sold all over the street. I didn't expect the prince to like it too." Li Kuer thought of the refreshing taste of noodles without a trace of heat mixed with chives and sesame sauce... Just thinking about it Just feel hungry.

He Weiran shook his head and said with a smile: "Where can the prince and concubine know that they like the rough food on the street? This small bowl of cold noodles also requires a lot of effort."

"Then what kind of cold noodles do you want to make?" Li Kuer blinked her eyes, she was especially curious about food even though she was hungry without breakfast.

"Look at your little appearance, do you want to eat too?"

"That...that's not true." Li Ku'er lowered her head in embarrassment, although she said this, she clearly wrote the word "want to eat" on her face.

He Weiran poked her on the forehead lightly, and said, "I'm going to make colorful cold noodles. You can eat it if you want to. After breakfast in a while, take me to buy vegetables."

"Ah? Sister He, are you shopping for vegetables again? Where's Dashun?"

"He's dishonest." He Weiran raised the corners of his lips, and the calculating light in his eyes flashed away.

Li Kuer also knows that Dashun often uses the name of the purchase to make money, and last time He Weiran said that he was favored by Zhang Ma, and when buying ingredients, he often shoddy it. No wonder He Weiran was unhappy .

"Okay, before we leave, we have to boil the broth first. Fortunately, there is a good beef shank in the house, which can save a lot of effort." She said, and then she found the beef shank and cut it into pieces. The knife skill is excellent .

Li Ku'er didn't understand, so she leaned over and asked, "Why do you use broth to make cold noodles?"

He Weiran didn't beat around the bush, and explained: "For cold noodles, one is the texture of the noodles, and the other is the taste of the sauce. I'm going to use beef broth to make the sauce. The rich flavor is by no means comparable to sesame sauce. Yes. But plain noodles are plain noodles after all, refreshing but rich. Among my seven-color cold noodles, stewed and shredded beef is the same color."

"So that's the case. What are the other six colors?"

"I'll tell you when I get out of the door. You can eat outside, so go first."

Isn't this just playing tricks?Li Kuer wrinkled her nose and thought.