RuA Cat Bistro

The author has something to say: I guess you not only want to eat Sophora japonica rice, but also want to eat Sophora japonica rice in a small bowl of Shengyan brand.

Sheng Yan walked out of the kitchen, lay down on the bar counter, and propped her chin up to watch Shen Shi'an cook obediently.

Sophora japonica rice is a home-cooked dish, and the method is not complicated.But because Sophora japonica is seasonal, there are only a few days in a year when it can be eaten.After the season, there will be refrigerated and frozen Sophora japonica in the market for sale.But Shen Shi'an felt that the taste was like expired pork, not to mention that the taste and aroma would be greatly reduced, just the taste of chewing in his mouth was indescribable.

The preciousness of some things lies in their fleetingness.

Shen's mother especially liked this fleeting delicacy when she was not dead. Every year at this time, she would buy two catties back, or steam it into rice, or eat it with scrambled eggs. Will buy it, Shen Shi'an has completely inherited this tradition. Once he encounters fresh toon buds, freshly picked mushrooms after the rain, fresh and tender Sophora japonica flowers...he can't help but buy some back. I couldn't eat much, so I shared it with the former waiters Mu Mu and Yu Qianyu, and if there was any leftovers, I would take them out to the homeless people under the overpass when the door closed at night.

It's just that this year, Shen Shi'an felt that Sheng Yan's eyes never left him - there shouldn't be a situation where he couldn't finish eating.

Shen Shi'an washed the Sophora japonica, drained it and put it in a transparent glass basin, poured in an appropriate amount of olive oil and flour, and rubbed it gently with his hands to ensure that every Sophora japonica was covered with flour. The semi-dry and not wet oil and flour are squeezed together very beautifully.

"Meow——" Sheng Yan turned into a black cat and stood on the bar, with his two front paws on the edge of the green planting table as before, his chin resting on the table, his eyes staring brightly, and his black plush tail is lazy Stretch the rolled up stir in mid-air.

Shen Shi'an spread a clean cage cloth in the steamer, poured the mixed Sophora japonica flowers on it after the water boiled, and spread the snow-white elf in the dense water vapor to ensure even heating, then covered the lid and turned on the fire.After he finished all this, he raised his eyelids. Seeing him looking over, the black cat raised its head, its ears twitched and began to act coquettishly. "Meow—" begging for a hug.

The corners of Shen Shi'an's lips raised indistinctly, and he opened his hands.

Sheng Yan took a step back, bent her hind legs slightly, kicked off the bar, and jumped over to Shen Shian's chest. It opened its claws to catch Shen Shian's shirt, but it still slid down due to the weight.Shen Shi'an picked up the big fur ball and hugged it in his arms in time to prevent him from scratching his clothes.

Sophora japonica rice needs to be steamed for a while, Shen Shian walked around from the kitchen and sat in front of the bar, amidst the fragrance of sophora japonica gradually exuding, buried his fingertips in the black cat's soft and fluffy fur and began to purr.

"Meow——" the black cat rolled on his lap, turned its belly out and hung its paws for him to touch. Shen Shi'an rubbed it twice, the black cat half-closed its eyes, tilted its head and obediently rubbed its ears against him The palm of the hand raised the pink and tender pad to pat it back and forth.

The black cat was lying on its back, and the two balls were just exposed to Shen Shian's eyes. Maybe it was too soft before, but Shen Shi'an slipped over and pinched it out of nowhere. To rub Shen Shi'an's fingertips.

The soft touch of the plush rubbed against the sensitive nerve endings, Shen Shi'an got up quickly and threw the black cat on the ground, and retreated reflexively, his face flushed red.

The black cat fell to the ground and rolled over and stood up, looking up at Shen Shi'an aggrievedly with its small head up. "Meow--"

Shen Shi'an: "..." Before the black cat approached, he turned around awkwardly and with a guilty conscience, and went into the kitchen.

The black cat turned back into a human form, and Sheng Yan lay down on the bar counter and stared at Shen Shi'an for a moment as before, but this time there was a trace of grievance in his gaze.

Shen Shi'an felt his face burn, but he still pretended nothing happened, and asked in his usual cold voice: "Sheng Yan, do you eat sweet or salty Sophora japonica rice?"

There are two ways to eat Sophora japonica rice. The sweet taste is to sprinkle a little honey after it is steamed. , the glowing honey flows in along the gaps, and after mixing well, the mouth is sweet and sweet, and there will be a faint aftertaste between the lips and teeth after swallowing, and the way of eating is light.

The method of salty mouth needs to adjust the sauce separately. Pour a small amount of oil into the pot, add dried chili peppers and fry until fragrant. Pour the hot oil into a small bowl, then add light soy sauce, vinegar, and a small amount of sesame oil. You can choose to add it according to your personal taste. Chopped green onion and garlic, mixed well and poured on the steamed Sophora japonica rice, red sauce spicy oil and sweet Sophora japonica, the two kinds of heat collided with their respective aromas and then merged together, one bite, spicy and refreshing, Sophora japonica The fragrance of the flowers and the taste of the sauce are lingering and sublimated, and a bowl of it can make people sweat when the weather is hot.

Sheng Yan replied without thinking, "Sweet, I want the master's taste."

Shen Shi'an's temperature, which had not subsided, started to burn again, and he turned and went into the storage room to get acacia honey.He thought inappropriately: If Sheng Yan was a human being, it would probably be a very popular type for both men and women.

Shen Shi'an took the Sophora japonica rice from the steaming pot, poured a large bowl of honey into the flames while it was still hot, and poured mellow honey on it. Maybe because of his guilty conscience, he rarely took a spoon to mix it well for him. Lu Zhitai put the bowl on the bar, leaned over and pushed Sheng Yan with his knuckles. "Let's eat."

Sheng Yan pursed his lips obediently, as long as there was something delicious, he would write happiness on his face.I can't wait to pick up the golden spoon and take a spoonful. After mixing the honey and Sophora japonica evenly, the fragrance comes to the face along with the heat, arousing the desire in my heart. Sheng Yan brought the spoonful of rice close to his lips and blew a little, stood up and reached for it Feed it to Shen Shi'an's mouth in the opposite kitchen. "Master, here you are."

Although taste and smell belong to different senses, in fact, the five senses are mutually supportive and have some similarities.After Shen Shi'an lost his sense of taste, his sense of smell was also greatly weakened, making Sheng Yan feel the incomparably sweet Sophora japonica rice, but in his perception, it was like a candle mixed with a subtle fragrance, tasteless to eat and tasteless to smell.

Sheng Yan handed it to his lips, and Shen Shi'an turned his head sideways. "I don't want to eat it, you can eat it." Before he lost his sense of taste, he would occasionally taste something, but as his sense of taste gradually deteriorated, the desire for food also slowly subsided.Now, apart from what he must eat to keep alive, he doesn't want to eat anything else, like eating paper, who wants to?

Sheng Yan saw him bow his head and put the remaining Sophora japonica rice into the crisper. His body is thin, and every time he kissed his collarbone, the jagged curve made Sheng Yan uncomfortable. When will my master be happier?Get fatter?

"Master~" There are no customers in the store now, Sheng Yan took off the hat on his head, his cute plush ears quivered playfully on the top of his head, the soft fluff on the edges trembled slightly, and the golden pupils flickered brightly, Sheng Yan Start acting like a baby. "I want to see Master Cha."

Shen Shi'an let out a sigh of relief, and instinctively stretched out his hand to rub his cute ears, not knowing what crime he had committed.Reluctantly, he opened his mouth to take the mouthful of rice, and then began to chew without knowing the taste. Under Sheng Yan's expectant gaze, with half-closed eyelids, he said while cleaning up, "Mmm, it's quite delicious."

Sheng Yan's crystal clear eyes dimmed, what he was expecting was not this compliment.

Sheng Yan hopes that even if he loses his sense of taste, Shen Shi'an can always maintain his desire and enthusiasm to taste food and enjoy food, because he understands that for Shen Shi'an, the colorful taste and stimulation of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy are the colors of life. A human being is no different from an empty shell that has lost its soul.

Now Shen Shi'an is just mechanically swallowing mouthfuls of "torture" in order to live.

"Master." Sheng Yan dug a large spoonful with a spoon and stuffed it into his mouth, then suddenly leaned over and held Shen Shi'an by the back of his neck, bringing him towards him.Sheng Yan's upper body crossed the green plant platform and lowered his head to kiss, and the tip of his tongue pushed the whole mouthful of Sophora japonica rice into Shen Shi'an's mouth.

"Eat like this, is it sweet?"