My food has become an interstellar intangible cultural heritage

The moment Xie Xun was discovered, he originally wanted to pretend that he didn't know anything.

However, looking at Si Xing's injured expression, he raised his head and said, "You... open the door for me first."

This is a direct admission.

Si Xing opened the door silently.

Xie Xun stood obediently at the door, his hands clinging to the seam of his trousers, like a primary school student.

Just as he was about to speak, Si Xing had already turned his head and went in, so he could only follow in without saying a word.

"Are you angry?"

Si Xing asked back, "Should I not be angry?"

If it is replaced by an unknown person who goes in and out of his house every day and has the authority to open all the doors and windows of his house, but this person hides all the possibilities of being discovered, pretends to be the moon he trusts, and has malicious intentions towards him.

Can Si Xing stand here safe and sound at this time?

He has always been temperless, but it doesn't mean he really has no temper.

He thought that he and Xie Xun were already friends, but he didn't tell himself such an important matter at all.

More importantly, how does Xie Xun see him?

Would it be ridiculous to see him foolishly ignorant?

The grievances in Si Xing's heart almost overflowed.

More is the confusion about the relationship between the two people.

From the beginning of the evening party of the annual grand ceremony, he felt that his heart was up and down, and he didn't know how to treat Xie Xun.

There are too many uncertainties in this relationship. He thought that even if it was just his unrequited love, two people could be friends, but now he suddenly discovered that maybe two people can't even be friends.

Xie Xun was sitting opposite, seeing his silent expression, feeling very flustered, subconsciously said: "I'm sorry."

After the first three words were spoken, the rest of the words seemed to be logical.

"The first time I appeared in the moon's body was when you fell down the stairs and I made an emergency call for you." Xie Xun slowly recalled, "I thought about telling you later, but I didn't know what to do. Said that this kind of thing is actually difficult for people to accept, and then dragged on.”

He looked up at Si Xing, saw that he was still angry, and chose to speak out what was on his mind.

"Actually, there is another reason."

He moved a little closer to Si Xing: "Just like this action now, I want to get closer to you, this is my selfishness."

"When I was not familiar enough with you at the beginning, I wanted to get closer to you. This is an instinct I can't restrain."

When he realized his feelings, Xie Xun was afraid of scaring him, so he tried to stay away from him, but it was only for a second, when he saw Si Xing wearing an apron leaning against the door and smiling at him.

The fortress he had just built in his heart suddenly collapsed.

When he realized what liking is, he first experienced the sourness of secret love.

However, it was indeed his fault.

If it wasn't him in the moon's body, Si Xing would indeed be very dangerous.

He repeated again: "I was wrong, I'm sorry."

Si Xing: "..."

What had he just heard?

Did Xie Xun say that he wanted to get closer to him? !

Si Xing's heart was pounding.

The corner of his mouth wanted to rise wildly, but he forcibly restrained it.

He snorted softly: "Forget it, since you apologize, I will forgive you."

Xie Xun looked at him eagerly, and when he said the next sentence, Si Xing stood up and went upstairs.

At the end, a light and fluffy sentence was thrown downstairs: "I'm tired, I need to rest."

Xie Xun: "..."

Mr. Xie, who has always been omnipotent, clenched his fists.

He couldn't help but wonder, is Si Xing still angry?

But he was discouraged, he just finished apologizing after being found out that he had done something wrong, and he couldn't figure out what Si Xing was thinking at the moment, so he didn't dare to go upstairs to continue talking.

I can only go back step by step.

·

The next day, Xie Xun went to Si Xing's house as usual.

I don't know if he is sensitive, but I always feel that Si Xing is lukewarm towards him.

It seemed like it was just his illusion.

After all, breakfast is normal.

Millet porridge made with a thick layer of rice oil, served with two orange-yellow salted duck eggs, finely sliced, mustard greens mixed with sesame oil and fried golden crispy pot stickers.

Even better than before, but Xie Xun just felt that something was different.

During the meal, Si Xing didn't look at him the whole time, eating with his head down as if he could stare at the flowers on the plate.

Before, I would tell him what to do today, but from the moment Xie Xun entered the door today, Si Xing only said one word to him: let's eat.

Xie Xun felt bored all over.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't make him angry.

But he didn't want to maintain such a stalemate, so he took the initiative to ask: "What are you going to do today? Will you still broadcast live?"

Si Xing pressed the mustard on the porridge into a bowl, stared at the oily shreds floating up and said, "I have an appointment to meet and talk about things, we won't broadcast live."

Who did you date?

Xie Xun quickly sorted out Si Xing's social circle.

Apart from Zhao Pingsheng and the people in his team, there should be no one else who can talk to him, right?

He tentatively asked: "There are new activities on the platform recently? Do you want to play a game?"

Si Xing shook his head: "It's almost Chinese New Year, there won't be any activities."

"What new cooperation is there?"

Si Xing still shook his head: "I've given them a holiday, and I won't cooperate with them recently."

Xie Xun was surprised: "Why?"

"I'm not in the mood." Now he just wants to think about how to fall in love... He hasn't found the most suitable way to get along with Xie Xun, woo woo woo.

However, those three short words in Xie Xun's ears showed that he was in a bad mood.

Xie Xun was in a complicated mood.

·

After dinner, the chef Li Ming arrived.

He has been very enthusiastic about Si Xing for the past two days, and wanted Si Xing to accept him as an apprentice, so he asked for leave today to come here to have a good chat.

He knows that chefs also pay attention to talent when recruiting apprentices, and they also pay attention to foundation.

He thinks this is not a problem, he has been a cook for almost 20 years!The basic skills are proper!

Therefore, he came to the door very confidently, and said that Si Xing could test himself at will. If he passed the basic test, he hoped that Si Xing could accept him as an apprentice.

Si Xing suddenly asked: "What if I can't pass?"

The chef choked up: "If you can't pass, I will study the question you asked thoroughly before coming back!"

I heard that in ancient times, there was such a thing as visiting the thatched cottage three times. He wanted to inherit the cooking skills of other people. How could he not come a few times? !

Si Xing didn't think about embarrassing him, and asked him about his previous learning process.

It turned out that although the chef was a bit of a sand sculpture, he was still working hard.

It is said that he was very poor since he was a child, had no money to study, and has been living in poor cities. At a young age, he relied on working for others to support himself. Later, he went to a hotel and started working as a dishwasher, paying most of his salary to others. It was given to the chef at the time as an apprenticeship fee, and he was willing to delve into it himself. Later, he was admitted to the Chefs Association and spent several years advancing to become a third-level chef.

Just an inspirational example.

Si Xing complained silently: "It seems that the technology of your chef association is not good."

Chef: "..." The defense was broken.

He smiled cheekily: "No, compared to Master, our third-level chef is scum!"

Si Xing did not refuse his request to be a teacher, but asked him to cook a dish, and then analyzed his shortcomings from this dish, such as not being good enough with the knife, and the cuts were of different thicknesses.The cooking method is too simple, besides boiled or fried, the way of handling the ingredients is not right...

At the end, the chef almost fell to his knees with a plop.

I have worked hard for so many years, but in the eyes of others, there are shortcomings everywhere, which is too uncomfortable.

Si Xing didn't make him worthless: "However, there are still advantages, at least your ingredients are well matched."

At least it wasn't as weird as the other people's dishes he had seen, such as fried tomatoes with sansho peppers...

In the end, Si Xing drank his cup of respecting teacher tea, and the apprentice accepted it.

He said to the chef: "By the way, there is someone I need to ask you to meet."

The chef saw Xie Xun who lived in the house, and guessed: "Could it be the master?!"

Si Xing: "..." You really know how to think!

His ears were blushing quietly, and he felt that he had to maintain his majesty in front of his disciples, so he said with a serious face, "No, it's another disciple I accepted, but it was just a name, but I want you to see it."

Just as he was talking, the light brain flickered, and the big apprentice sent a message saying that.

Si Xing went to pick up the silent and honest Jin Jin and came in.

This is the helper he met when he went to Fan Mingning's place before. He had Jin Jin to help him cook the whole process that day, and he didn't hide the recipe of the camel's hoof soup from him. Later, Mr. Fan was very satisfied, which led to Jin Jin's identity A rising tide lifts all boats.

But he has never been very talkative. Even though his stealth status has been improved, those cooks with high eyesight and low abilities still don't like him. There are even faint rumors that he was lucky enough to be chosen by Si Xing as a helper.

But, these cooks wanted to trick him into telling him how to make the camel hoof soup so that he could improve his status. They were polite on the surface, until Jin Jin was very stubborn and said that it was Mr. Si's exclusive method of making it, and he was unwilling to hand it over to him. To them, the talents on both sides tore their faces.

Jin Jin was alone, and he was very soft-spoken, so he was kicked out by the United.

Fortunately, Si Xing kept in touch with him, so he asked Jin Jin to come over to teach with Li Ming.

The two introduced each other.

Jin Jin saw that Li Ming was staring at him, a little unconvinced.

Li Ming: "What level of chef are you?"

Jin Jin: "I... I'm just a helper."

Li Ming immediately widened his eyes: "The helper will be my senior brother?!"

He called Si Xing loudly: "Master!! I don't accept it!! Why is he a senior brother?!"

Si Xing was busy and didn't speak.

Jin Jinchao whispered: "Then what, come first, first come, do you understand?"

Li Ming with his hips on his hips: "I don't understand!"

Jinjin shrank her neck.

Si Xing saw it, and immediately said, "Hey, don't bully Jin Jin."

Jinjin's retracted neck straightened again.

·

Time passed so quickly, Si Xing taught his apprentices every day, groping about how to fall in love, and it was quietly the New Year's time.

On the twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month, Si Xing let the moon that returned to normal clean up the whole house.

Those pots, pans and pans that were not used frequently were washed, dried and put back for storage. The winter green plants that Xie Xun had recently sent to plant in the yard were growing well, and Si Xing had watered them all.

Now that the house is cleaned, it's time to decorate.

Si Xing thought about it, his fans urged him to live stream on Starnet yesterday, so it would be nice to watch it for a while now.

[Ms. Si started broadcasting? ! !Ye Qing back! ! ! 】

[If the broadcast doesn't start again, I thought Mr. Si, you were kidnapped and sold to some corner. 】

【Is Teacher Si having fun? ! 】

Si Xing showed the audience the red paper he bought in his hand: "The New Year is coming soon, the house has been cleaned, and now I am going to decorate it, let you see how the New Year was spent in the past."

"The most luxurious Chinese New Year in ancient times must be in the palace. I heard that during the Qing Dynasty, there were all kinds of headlights in the palace during the Chinese New Year, each of which was more than ten meters high, and each light had eight heads. Used to hang lamp couplets."

Si Xing said again: "But we don't pay much attention to it. I will hang two lamps. Of course, different lamps have different materials. This time I hang glazed lamps. I will show you bamboo lamps and traditional lamps when I have time. How are the paper lanterns made?"

He moved the camera to the two lanterns at the door.

The glazed lamp is made of a wooden frame, with gauze and colored glaze as utensils, and landscape figures are often reflected on it. The most classic is the beauty glazed lamp, which has 8 sides in total, and each side is a beauty in a different posture. Yes, there is an ordinary glazed lantern hanging at his door, shining a festive red light.

On the door between the two glazed lamps, there are two "Fu" characters written in a brush.

[Hey, why are these two blessing characters different?Shouldn't it be exactly the same? 】

[ Teacher Si wrote it by hand, right?So there is a difference. 】

[==: Calligraphy practitioners are here. Judging from the strokes, these two characters are not written by the same person. 】

[Hey, Teacher Si is hiding in the golden house? 】

His bullet screen floated over, and then, Xie Xun's account glowed in bold and highlighted words: [Shui Xun: I wrote it. 】

[? ? ? ?Good guy, you actually saw Mr. Xie talking in the live broadcast room in your lifetime? 】

[I always feel that Mr. Si and Mr. Xie emmm are not easy anymore. Mr. Xie has stopped updating the star network for many days recently, and there is no Mr. Si anymore. 】

[If it weren't for Mr. Xie's words, I would have thought that the cp I was knocking on had disbanded QAQ. 】

Someone booed at the barrage and asked Si Xing why he didn't bring Mr. Xie out.

Si Xing was very calm on the surface: "Mr. Xie went home for the New Year."

His eyes fell on the two characters of blessing.

This was yesterday when Xie Xun saw him grinding ink and writing, and wrote a picture of it.

However, Mr. Xie probably hasn't practiced brush calligraphy very much. The writing is crooked. Si Xing originally planned to make a living, but Xie Xun didn't want to, so he took the blessing back. It was delivered when I came here today. This one is pretty well written.

I don't know how long he practiced in private.

Xie Xun, who was trying to curry favor with Si Xing: Cough, it's just that I didn't sleep all night, and I just ruined hundreds of big characters.

Sharp-eyed fans noticed that Si Xing was wearing a particularly festive red gown today.

[Those who didn't know thought that Mr. Si was getting married today, wearing such a red suit hahahahaha. 】

[What is Teacher Si wearing around his waist? ! 】

Si Xing took off the small purse tied around his waist, untied the knot, and poured out the contents, all of which were gold and silver lockets engraved with auspicious words, and said: "This is called a New Year's bag, or a gift for the New Year. , used to hold lucky money."

He added: "Qianlong wrote a poem before, 'A few threads are added to the embroidery, and it is embroidered into a pouch. Each of them is filled with golden beans, and the box is opened to see the literary beauty." This purse is the same as Gardenia's wedding dress before. It’s the same, it’s embroidered stitch by stitch.”

[Good guy, I almost thought it was Teacher Si who embroidered it himself. After thinking about it for a long time, Teacher Si is really awesome. 】

[?Mother hands line, wandering clothing? 】

[Ha ha ha ha grass, with the little boy posted on the door frame, there is a picture. 】

[==: What do you call a little boy, he is a door god. 】

Si Xing echoed: "That's right, they are called door gods."

[Teacher from the Reporting Department promotes feudal superstition, funny.jpg]

Forget it, Mr. Si is in a good mood and doesn't care about them.

He still took out the stack of red paper he had prepared, and then took out the scissors.

"Today I mainly want to show you the paper-cut culture of Greater China live." Si Xing touched the red paper, feeling the smoothness from it, "Paper-cut was once the first batch of national intangible materials in Greater China. Cultural heritage, later also selected as an international masterpiece of human intangible cultural heritage."

[Fuck, just such a piece of red paper?so awesome?I do not believe. 】

[Yes, just such a small piece of red paper? ?Intangible Cultural Heritage?You are kidding me. 】

Si Xing nodded firmly.

He folded the red paper, cut it a few times with scissors, and when he unfolded it, a big blessing appeared.

"Paper-cutting has a long history. In the earliest times, it was not carved on paper, but gold leaf leaves. It wasn't until the Northern Dynasties that real paper-cutting appeared." Si Xing thought for a while, "" Are you all familiar with The Song of Mulan by now?"

[I'm familiar with it, I've recited it in full since Mr. Si mentioned "Mulan Ci" in the episode of Tuo hoof soup. 】

[The ruthless person upstairs, I still can't recite it, it's so long QAQ. 】

Si Xing smiled: "In "Mulan Ci", there is, 'When the window is arranged with clouds on the temples, and the yellow flowers are applied to the mirror. , was a popular decoration among women at that time."

By the time of the Tang Dynasty, paper-cutting had flourished.

Si Xing changed another piece of red paper, and cut out a small figure: "Du Fu has a poem, 'The warm soup washes my feet, and the paper-cutting calls out my soul.' At that time, the custom of paper-cutting to summon the soul gave it a theological color."

[...Fuck, I don't know why, but I suddenly got goosebumps all over my body. 】

[Ah, ah, don't scare me in the middle of the night! ! !Evocation or something...]

Si Xing was speechless: "You guys are so timid, I didn't say anything."

He slowly talked about the development history of paper-cutting. At the same time, his hands kept moving, and the small piece of red paper made him playful.

In the end, except for the window grilles to be pasted, Si Xing cut out a bunch of messy things, such as little monkeys, little rabbits, elephants, etc., which were all drawn out by him by lottery.

[Woooooooooooooo Coach, I want to learn this! 】

[The little rabbit cut by Mr. Si is so cute, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 】

[Sorry, I fell in love with the new work in Teacher Si's hands. 】

[What is this cut from? 】

[Uh...it looks like Teacher Si himself, Xiaobai and the moon? ? 】

[I'm Mr. Xie, don't I deserve to have a position QAQ. 】

Xie Xun couldn't help but want to ask through the screen.

Don't you deserve a position?

But before he could ask, he suddenly thought, Si Xing already knew that the moon was him, and if he cut the moon in, wouldn't he be cut in too?

This feeling of a secret that only two people know...

so beautiful.

Xie Xun stretched out his hand and lightly touched Si Xing's cheek through the screen.

He thought silently, in fact, Si Xing didn't refuse him to go to his house anymore, maybe he just didn't reject him, and put himself in his shoes, if it was him, if someone approached him with a poof, he would never forgive this person easily.

Alas, he felt that Si Xing was a little too gentle.

No one will be rejected.

But if this gentleness is placed on him, he will not refute it.

On the other side, Si Xing touched the moon on the cut-out photo of "a family of three" and sighed softly.

Why can't I get angry when I face Xie Xun?

She should be angry, but when she faced him, she couldn't express all her temper.

Forget it, forget it!

He put away all the cut-out window grilles, put the paper-cut of a family of three into the box, and stuffed it into the bedside table.

Tomorrow is the Chinese New Year!

I will be happy next year.

So is Xie Xun.

The author has something to say: Originally, this chapter was supposed to be posted on New Year's Eve, but my procrastination is too serious, so it is many days late, alas.