[Comprehensive martial arts] Soy sauce is everywhere in the rivers and lakes

"Her name is Zhang San, and her age has always been her biggest secret. She is staying at Huamanlou's house in Jiangnan. She is unmarried. She has a bad temper, but she uses a whip very well. If she appears in a crowd, it is the most difficult to impress. The one I got the impression of is her."

The young gentleman recited these words silently in his heart, and began to outline the image of Zhang San in his mind.The person who wrote the letter did not tell him whether Zhang San was old or young, fat or thin, so he could only complete the portrait by himself with a few words.

He thought that Zhang San would not be too beautiful, nor should he be ugly; neither tall nor too petite; women who love to use whips are generally not too gentle, but too fierce will attract attention.So Zhang San should have a smart and cute appearance, and a personality that doesn't like to be pushy.

This young gentleman has tough eyebrows and eyes, but he also has the handsomeness of a man and a woman, and he has an irresistible aura.There is always a smile on the corner of his mouth, which attracts the passing girls to turn their heads frequently.

If he had lived in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, he might have been the prototype of the throwing fruit surplus chariot.

His name is Gong Jiu, and he is looking for a place called Xiaolou.There are many small buildings, he just wanted to find the small building where Hua Manlou lived.It's a pity that he has gone the wrong way three times, and the sky is about to get dark.

In the July weather, Zhang San suddenly shivered, followed by three sneezes.

Ah Qing smiled and said, "I heard from my mother that when you sneeze, someone is thinking about you."

Zhang San sucked his nose to stop the itching in his nasal cavity, and said in disbelief, "I think someone is scolding me..."

She has few friends, but offends many people.So she sneezed three times, maybe three people were scolding her.

But Lu Xiaofeng sighed meaningfully, as if he was afraid that she would not hear him.

"Some people look old with a beard, and if they sigh and sigh, they look like a little old man who is five or sixty years old." Zhang San thought that he must have not held his fart well.

Unexpectedly, Lu Xiaofeng didn't take it to heart at all, but sighed: "Five or 60 years old, at least no one cares about it. Miss Zhang San is young, but no one cares about it. How unfair her fate is."

Although they had known each other not long ago, Lu Xiaofeng had already classified Zhang San as a person who could take jokes, not to mention that he had no malicious intentions.

Unexpectedly, Zhang San was angry, she didn't say a word, and she didn't vent her anger to Lu Xiaofeng, but her silence represented her attitude.

Zhang San walked around at will, and stopped when she reached the kitchen. The smoke from there made her rationality occupy the high ground again.

【I'm not angry, I just don't like others to pity me. 】

She thought so, but began to think back uncontrollably.If someone really misses her, Hua Wuque must be one of them, although in his heart, her name is "Meteor" and she is a person who has passed away.

Her three eldest children may occasionally recall her.Zhang San's brows were suddenly wrinkled, and a little bit of injustice suddenly rose in his heart.

Of course Chu Liuxiang has a spot!This guy took 20 years of her inner strength and drank her treasured medicine. He should always remember her.

"Girl, don't torture the garlic in your hand anymore..." Hua Manlou's voice was still so gentle, but at this moment she was very helpless.

Because the garlic had already been crushed by Zhang San, the smell of garlic juice was too hard to ignore.Even if Hua Manlou didn't want to interrupt the girl's thoughts, it wouldn't be appropriate to keep silent.

If he was one step late, the bunch of garlic hanging by the door might be crushed by her.

Zhang San: "..."

She looked down at her hands with a dark face, and quietly walked into the kitchen to find water to wash her hands.

"I'm not such a rash person most of the time." Zhang San said with a frown.

Wan Zun's meaningful words made Hua Manlou, who was cooking, couldn't help laughing, and said, "I believe in you."

Zhang San felt that even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he would not be able to clean himself up, so he simply smashed the pot and didn't think about it anymore.She walked up to Hua Manlou, looked at the movements of his hands, and probably knew what he was going to do.

Shrimp egg custard.Huamanlou will pick out the shrimp line and remove the shell, leaving only the white shrimp meat.This is a slightly cumbersome operation, and a healthy person may make mistakes, but his movements are extremely smooth, as if he has practiced countless times.

Crack four eggs into a bowl, and he breaks them up with chopsticks. Quick stirring will cause air to enter and leave the egg liquid, and it will not look good when it is steamed.Therefore, Huamanlou even filtered it with a filter cloth to ensure the perfect appearance.

"Actually, the steamed egg custard has air holes, so you can't see it..." Zhang San said a little puzzled, and then covered his mouth with his hand, suspecting that he must have said something wrong.

Hua Manlou smiled and shook his head, he didn't seem to mind someone poking his blind scar.Because he has long since reconciled with his flaws.Going blind at the age of seven is indeed a profound misfortune, but if people are always immersed in sadness, they will undoubtedly miss more worlds.

"Some people don't care about the flaws in the food even if they can see it. Not only do they not care about the food, they don't even care about where they live, what clothes they wear, and what they say." Hua Manlou said lightly, "But Blind or not, everything I do always wants to be more nuanced. Because that's who I am."

He didn't mean to preach, but Zhang San felt a shock that touched his soul.

When Administrator 03 taunted her for fooling her, she thought he was farting.Now that I think about it, of course she was fooling around.

Although her job is not easy, she used this as an excuse to give up all her hobbies and avoid all potential risky NPCs around her, creating a pool of stagnant water for people, which will become numb over time and become a reminder of being dominated by the system. String puppets.

Zhang San was silent for a long time, and finally admitted that he had failed in life.

She said with a wry smile, "I'll add something to everyone."

Hua Manlou's expression was slightly surprised, and he declined politely: "If you are worried that I will be too tired to cook alone, there is no need. I am used to doing these things."

The more he said that, the more Zhang San admired her.It was hard for her to imagine that he could maintain such a high standard of living while living here alone.

"I don't dare to worry about you at all, you are much better than me." Zhang San smiled, "I just saw you cooking on a whim, and I want you to try my special skills."

Only then did Hua Manlou smile and said, "If that's the case, we're lucky tonight."

At this time, normal people not only need to learn to be humble, but also to brag about business properly.But Zhang San said confidently and complacently: "That's right."

Hua Manlou left the kitchen in good faith, and gave the place to her.

Cut a piece of tenderloin into thin shreds, add salt and a little rice wine, mix well with starch and egg white.Mince garlic and ginger, cut a little pepper, and use bamboo shoots and fungus as side dishes.

The main points of fish-flavored shredded pork are that the shredded meat should be tender and smooth, but also have a strong and sweet fish flavor.The sauce is adjusted in advance and stir-fried quickly to stimulate the aroma.

Looking at the pot gas, Zhang San did recall some past events.During the initial period, she actually often cooked by herself, and with average talent, she could practice one dish for several days in a row.But when it comes time to learn the next dish, the dishes that have already been learned will be completely forgotten.

Fish-flavored shredded pork was the last dish she learned.

When the fragrance dissipated, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help sniffling, and said sincerely: "At least she didn't lie this time. I've only smelled this smell in Sichuan, although there are also in Jiangnan, it's not as authentic as there. "

Hua Manlou put on a straight face on purpose and said, "Master Lu thinks I'm not good enough?"

Lu Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows and said: "Young Master Hua is a master at making porridge and side dishes, each has its own merits, each has its own merits!"

Only then did Hua Manlou's expression return to normal, and he said calmly, "You really shouldn't be joking with her like that."

Because Zhang San was really angry, and a restrained person like her is not good at venting to the outside world.Her anger was always pent up in her heart, but this time, Hua Manlou distracted her attention.

"Huamanlou loves the fragrance and cherishes the jade, only Lu Xiaofeng is a bastard." Lu Xiaofeng suddenly smiled mysteriously, "I see that Miss Zhang San treats you very differently. Maybe the person who loves the fragrance and cherishes the jade has better luck than a bastard."

Hua Manlou smiled helplessly, twitched her nose and frowned, "Did Miss Zhang San overturn the vinegar jar? Why do I smell so sour?"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled softly: "She didn't knock over the jar of vinegar, but I did, okay?"

The prodigal son Lu Xiaofeng has never met a woman who treats him as a brother from the bottom of her heart.No matter where he goes, not only will he have good luck, but he will always be the focus of women's attention.It's rare to meet a girl like Zhang San who doesn't take the usual path, but she is a good brother to him and goes to jail together, but she always speaks softly to Huamanlou, as gentle as a sensible cat.

He was sour, he admitted.But he is also very happy, if Huamanlou can find someone he likes, Lu Xiaofeng will be happier than getting married himself.

"It's not what you think." Hua Manlou hesitated to speak. He could have explained a lot, but if he spread everything out on the table, it might not be disrespectful to Zhang San.

Because Zhang San once damaged his flowers, he will always act weak in front of him.It is precisely because of a little guilt that I don't know how to make up for it, so I wish I could treat him ten times and a hundred times better.

"Dinner is ready—" Zhang San dragged his voice for a long time, and brought the food to the table with a smile on his face.She is like a wandering wanderer who suddenly has a home at this moment.

Holding the book, Ah Qing walked up to her and sat down first, and praised: "Sister's craftsmanship is really good."

Zhang San's expression was a little stiff, and her gaze was on the book in Ah Qing's hand.This book has pictures and words, the handwriting is printed, and the painting style is unconstrained, which can be said to be quite imaginative.

"You haven't said anything for a long time, are you just watching this?" Zhang San heard his voice trembling.

Ah Qing nodded, and asked hesitantly, "Is there something wrong?"

Zhang San scratched his head, thinking that there was nothing wrong with reading the little yellow book, but the drawing of this thing was really outrageous, and he was afraid that it would lead Ah Qing's thinking astray.

"Where did this book come from?" She asked suspiciously.

Ah Qing smiled and said, "I saw it at Jin Jiuling's house today. The owner of Ximen took a look at it and threw it away. I think this picture is quite interesting."

Zhang San couldn't help taking a deep breath, and said, "So you said you found a clue, you mean this book, right?"

"Sister is right, Jin Jiuling's room is empty, I only found this under his pillow." Ah Qing said with a smile.

Zhang San thought and thought, and finally said calmly: "Give me this book first, I still have many good-looking books at my place, I will find some for you tonight."

"Then remember to look for more pictures, I don't know the characters here." Ah Qing kindly gave her the book.

Zhang San smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, it's all pictures, not a single word."

She held the book Ah Qing handed over to her, and a picture suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

[Hint: You got inspiration from a book, which is a nautical chart. 】

The author has something to say:

Gong Jiu is very curious about women who use the whip well, here is my second design.

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