Bai Yueguang, he is two hundred catties

The day before the Dragon Boat Festival, Fang Man got up early to make zongzi.

Fang Man has always believed that the zongzi made by himself is the best, and the salty zongzi is the best!

Fang Man put on a black mask and a camel-colored apron, washed the big zong leaves sent by his mother, pressed them into the pool to soak, and then scoured a pot of Northeast white glutinous rice that was snow-white and moist like little pearls. The pork belly is cut into big fat and thin pieces, poured with ink-like soy sauce, and put it away fragrantly.

Fang Man was used to marinating the meat for a while, went back to his room and took a nap, woke up and went downstairs to see Kong Que sitting on the dining table drinking a glass of green and unidentified liquid.

Fang Man asked curiously, "Queer, what are you drinking?"

Kong Que smiled, "Breakfast."

Fang Man leaned closer and smelled it, and smelled the minced vegetable juice, chicken breast and an inexplicable fishy smell.

Fang Man wrinkled his face and leaned back, wondering if this thing can be eaten?However, considering that Kong Que has no sense of taste, it doesn't matter if it tastes bad or not.

Fang Man said: "I'm going to make some rice dumplings, do you want to try?"

Kong Que thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Yes."

Place the materials on Fangman, fold the zong leaves into the shape of a funnel, put in glutinous rice and pork belly in turn, press them properly, fold the zong leaves in three folds, and then tie them firmly with a thin hemp rope, and wrap a four-cornered zongzi up.

"Have you met?" Fang Man asked.

Kong Que sat by the side and watched intently. Seeing that Fang Man had wrapped it, he stretched out his finger to press the sharp corners of the rice dumpling, and said with a smile, "Okay."

Three hours later, Kong Que went from imitation to transcendence.

In terms of appearance, he wrapped colorful rice dumplings with distinct layers, and stuffed the coffee-flavored hard candies that he had always wanted to eat.

Fang Man thought that the five-color rice dumpling was already very fancy, but Kong Que once again broke through his imagination, using crystal powder instead of glutinous rice, filling it with all kinds of strange things, as well as finely shredded shiny gold leaf.

In Kong Que's perception, the taste of food is not important, the key is to look good, bright colors and thick textures determine everything.

Fang Man patted Kong Que's shoulder in shock, and said with mixed feelings: "You are really Li Ziqi of the ancient castle!"

The zongzi came to the table, the zongzi made by Kong Que were tied with little gold threads, lying on the crystal plate in a fancy way, and the square zongzi sat on top of each other, and the large and small ones squatted in the pottery basin.

Kong Que first took apart the colorful rice dumpling that had been tossed for two hours. The verdant rice dumpling leaves were peeled off, revealing the rice dumpling inside that was even more gorgeous than Mary Su's hair in ancient times—at least there was no gold leaf sprinkled on Mary Su's head. .

Holding a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, Kong Que solemnly cut open the colorful rice dumpling. The blade cut the rice dumpling in half without hindrance.

Kong Que pushed his glasses, thinking, where did the sugar go?

Kong Que made another horizontal cut, but there was still no sugar.

Kong Que: It stinks!

Fang Man felt that Kong Que's smell was not right, and asked strangely, "Queer, what are you looking for?"

Kong Que raised his eyes and said in a daze, "I remember, I put coffee sugar in it."

Fang Man: "..."

After a while, Fang Man burst out laughing, and found a video of the little raccoon washing in water online for Kong Que to watch.

In the video, the little raccoon puts the snow-white one into the water to wash it. In the blink of an eye, it melts like snow. No matter how you fish it, you can only get a handful of water.

Kong Que: "..."

Fang Man was still laughing silly, "Hahaha, do you think you suffered a mental blow? Why don't you just go to the forest and live with the little raccoon..."

Kong Que finally realized that sugar doesn't just melt in the mouth, it also melts under high temperature.

Kong Que turned his head, sucked Fang Man's lips, put his tongue in and pressed the tip of Fang Man's tongue, thinking, this way he can't continue laughing at me.