Little Niang[Transmigration Book]

"Let's let..."

Rong Yu happily placed a large plate of oysters with a fresh sea smell on the table. He rubbed his hands, picked up a clean white handkerchief and wiped the Mongolian knife on the oyster plate. The eager sparks danced.

Song Yizhou didn't know Oyster well, and a bad feeling flashed in his heart. Sure enough, he saw Rong Yu wiping his knife while looking at him with those peach blossom eyes.

"Today is cheap you kid!"

Song Yizhou put down his wine glass,

"What the hell are you thinking, kid?"

"Hunk! I'm clearly taking you to experience the new world today!"

He showed his two rows of fine white teeth and smiled, quickly picked up a knife and opened the shell of an oyster, revealing the soft and moist oyster meat inside, then picked up a small jade pot and poured some sauce on it, and then Send it to Song Yizhou,

"Eat."

Song Yizhou: "..."

Rong Yu urged with bright eyes: "This oyster is delicious, try it."

Song Yizhou looked at his radiant eyes, and felt cold in his heart,

"What's the 'mother force'? It doesn't look like it's eaten by humans!"

Song Wenyan didn't speak at all, and lowered his head.

"Just say you are ignorant!" Rong Yu looked contemptuous, "People say this is 'milk in the sea', it is so delicious, if I hadn't accidentally discovered it, you would still be able to eat such fresh and plump oysters? !"

Yesterday he spent a whole day going to the nearest coastline of Linjing City. Originally, he wanted to buy some fresh and delicious seafood, but he didn't expect to find a large oyster beach that no one visited.

In this era, there is no industrial pollution, the sea area is very clean, and because no one eats this thing, many fat oysters are piled there in vain, and the biggest use is to be picked up by fishermen on the seashore, and the shells are used to build houses.

What a waste of money.

Song Yizhou has been a guinea pig for him countless times, but this living thing doesn't look like it can be eaten raw. He directly used the hilt of his sword to push the pot of "mother power" away, but Rongyu had already delivered the sauced oyster to his lips,

"Try it."

Song Yizhou's Adam's apple twitched, and he grabbed Song Wenyan, who was working hard, and came over.

"Why don't you let him eat first?"

Rong Yu raised his eyebrows of course: "Oysters are cold in nature, and my children's stomach can't stand it after eating them. You are so strong, what are you afraid of?"

Song Wenyan quickly responded: "Yes."

Song Yizhou felt sullen in his heart when he heard it, and felt that the other party treated him like an animal trying to eat, and was about to refuse outright, only to see Rong Yu's mouth shrunk, a pair of watery grape-like eyeballs complaining,

"Hey, which time have I really lied to you! Try it quickly! I can keep it fresh overnight with ice cubes."

Where did you cheat?This kid actually dared to say such words against his will!

Song Yizhou was able to recount his bad deeds on the spot, but looking at those eyes, Song Yizhou finally compromised, licked his lower lip, lowered his head, and held his hand, slightly stiffly removing the soft skin inside the shell. The meat is sucked and slipped into the mouth.

I thought it would be an extremely bad experience, but I didn’t expect that the taste that fell into my mouth was surprisingly good, and I didn’t know what kind of sauce was poured on it. Tongue of Shih Tzu.

Seeing Song Yizhou's brows go from a slight frown to a stretch, even with a hint of surprise, Rong Yu opened another one for him, with a smile on his brow,

"Didn't lie to you! This is my specially prepared cider vinegar, which goes perfectly with oysters."

Song Yizhou gently wiped the juice from the corners of his lips with his thumb, and said lightly, "How come you can find these strange foods every day, you kid."

"How can you say it's weird!" Rong Yu rolled his eyes at him, "I can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth!"

He gave him another one, and sprinkled the sauce from another jade bottle,

"Try this garlic vinaigrette."

Now Song Yizhou ate it without hesitation,

"Which one is better?"

"Previous."

"Hey, heroes see the same thing."

Rong Yu opened one for himself, sprinkled it with the fruit vinegar juice that Song Yizhou praised, and then sucked it in. The oysters were thick and filled his cheeks. Rong Yu couldn't help feeling happy,

"The 'milk in the sea' is true!"

When he was in school, he had learned a story "My Uncle Jules" that satirized the indifferent capitalism. He didn't feel much criticism in it. After all, there are many similar stories in socialism, but in it A few short descriptions of oysters made him think about it for a long time.

Perhaps it was the imprint of the barrenness of his childhood. In the long days, he kept beautifying that feeling and longing, thinking that it should be the most delicious food in the world. When he really ate oysters, it was already When he became an adult, although he could already afford food at any price, this childhood obsession made him feel quite different about oysters.

He swiftly opened the rest of the oysters, they were really plump, Rong Yu rubbed his hands together, greedily looking at the big plate of fresh oysters in front of him, feeling like a dragon guarding jewels.

Seeing his appearance, Song Yizhou felt amused, and he was no longer polite. He reached out and brought the fruit vinegar juice, and ate the oysters with the sake brewed by Rong Yu.

The room suddenly fell silent, only the sound of sucking oyster juice.

The "vegetable tasting room" specially reserved for them by Rong Yu is located in the highest attic. On the lightly wet roof, occasionally one or two unknown birds flew by, chirping, and sometimes landed on the window sill, looking curiously at the people in the house—time seemed to flow slowly here, and everything Just the right comfort, people can't help but want to immerse themselves in it all the time.

Many years later, when Song Yizhou led the Bei'an Dynasty's [-] cavalry across the vast and desolate desert, he would recall this scene when he looked at the lonely smoke in the sky and the red flags flying around, but at that time he didn't know anything. Know.

Song Wenyan was burying his head in drinking the four-fruit soup while observing the oysters on the plate. He thought this soft thing looked terrible, but when he saw his second brother eating vigorously, he showed disgust and resistance just now , he was a little curious, and was about to take one, but Rongyu stopped him,

"You little brat, stop! You have a weak stomach, eat something else. I have already made your favorite 'custard steamed cake' downstairs, and it will be ready soon!"

Song Wenyan muttered, "I'm not a child anymore."

Seeing his disappointed expression, Rong Yu looked like a little puppy that had lost its bones, she just shook her head with a wry smile, and picked out the smallest oyster for him,

"Only eat one."

"it is good!"

Song Wenyan naturally agreed quickly.

In a blink of an eye, a dozen oysters were gone. Rong Yu thought that the three of them had eaten so much raw and cold food, fearing that their stomachs would not be able to bear it, so she asked the staff to bring a charcoal fire pot and ate the meat hot.

Song Yizhou eats a lot, ten plates of beef are not enough for him, he is really gluttonous, but what is enviable is that he has no trace of fat on his body, he is fit and handsome, so it makes people envious, Rong Yu thinks that he can eat meat with one hand. The strange force that I threw to the roof gave me some understanding of his appetite.

God rewards the meal, he sighed in his heart, and put down another half plate of beef, but he hadn't even eaten a bite, and he was picked up by the other party in a blink of an eye.

Rong Yu stretched out his chopsticks and scooped it up, but when it was empty, he couldn't help being furious: "Song Yizhou! Can you have some quality! This is my beef!"

"Whoever sees it has a share! Besides, the young master gave you all the salary!"

"Damn it, that little salary of yours is not enough for a pig like you!"

"Who are you scolding!"

"It's you! Put down your chopsticks!"

For a moment, the tranquility in the attic was broken in an instant. Song Wenyan looked at the two people in front of him like fighting cocks, but saw the two chopsticks fighting flexibly, constantly vying for the food in the soup pot, and it escalated into a physical conflict later on. Chickens fly dogs jump.

When Song Yanming opened the door of the attic, Rong Yu was already angrily beating Song Yizhou with a pan, but this guy was so tight that hitting him was almost like a mosquito bite.

Song Yizhou was still talking about half a piece of beef, and was about to turn around to provoke him again, when he saw Song Yanming's angry face.

He quickly chewed and swallowed the piece of beef, "Brother?"

Rong Yu has also spotted Song Yanming, "...Song Yanming? Why are you here?"

He took off the end plate that was buckled on Song Yizhou's body, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Could it be that you also come here to eat because of the name?"

He stood up, took advantage of Song Yizhou's unpreparedness and kicked him on the back, and then put on the shoes that fell off during the wrestling.

Song Yanming frowned, and scanned the people in the attic with a pair of cold eyes. Song Wenyan was most in awe of his elder brother, and immediately stood up from the tatami,

"Big brother..."

"I took over from the Imperial College after class." Song Yizhou spread his hands, very chic, "As for me, it's my turn to take a break today. Big brother won't let people go to the restaurant even during the break, right? ?”

Song Yanming didn't respond to Song Yizhou's words, but only looked at Rong Yu, and said calmly, "Come out with me."

Rong Yu was taken aback for a moment, with a dazed expression on his face, and his inner OS: "You can just find your two younger brothers, I'm just a passerby."

Song Yizhou had already stood up, he stopped Rong Yu, the smile on his face disappeared,

"Brother, he has nothing to do with anything, just find me."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Rong Yu wanted to pretend to be stupid and hide behind Song Yizhou, but his eyes rolled and he remembered that he had just asked Song Yanming for something.

At that moment, he pushed away Song Yizhou's blocking hand very obediently, with a smile on his face,

"What are you doing, Lord Hou won't eat me up, will he?"

He humbly flattered Song Yanming: "Master Hou, let's invite you."