Shu embroidery

However, this trace of tenderness was something Shen Chuqing was afraid to face now, so she quickly turned her head and pretended to look at the seasoning box on the table.

A hint of darkness flashed in Zhou Xu's eyes. In order to ease her discomfort, she took out her mobile phone and checked the messages on it.

The air was filled with embarrassment. Whether it was the eloquent Shen Chuqing or the eloquent Zhou Xu, at this moment, neither of them knew how to communicate.

With a voice: "Both, I'm sorry! The scorpion seeds have just been used up, can I change it to something else?" The boss's loud voice came from behind the stove.

"Can"

Shen Chuqing and Zhou Xu said almost in unison.

"We have beef, fat sausage, hot and sour chicken offal, which one do you choose?" the boss asked again.

"fat intestines"

They spoke in unison, but the boss didn't pay attention to their atmosphere, but replied loudly: "Okay, wait for 2 minutes, the noodles will be out of the pot soon."

Zhou Xu purposely had nothing to say and asked, "Do you also like to eat fat intestines?"

"En." Shen Chuqing hummed in response.

"Then I have to tell you a secret..."

Sure enough, when he said the word "secret", Shen Chuqing immediately became energetic, and quickly looked up at him, waiting for him to continue.

"My aunt is especially good at making fat sausages. Whether it's braised in soy sauce or stewed in braise, the taste is even more authentic than those made in big restaurants." Zhou Xu said in a slightly exaggerated tone.

"Teacher, make fat intestines?"

Shen Chuqing didn't dare to think about it at all, but when Zhou Xu said this, a picture couldn't help but pop up in his mind. Mr. Qunfang, who was wearing a brocade embroidered dragon double-breasted robe, was cleaning the large intestine of a pig by the pool in Qunfang Garden.

Shaking his head immediately, he murmured, "How is it possible, the teacher loves cleanliness the most."

"I know you won't believe me if I say it, but my aunt really likes to make fatty sausages. Every year on the eighth day of September, my aunt will ask Aunt Chen to go to the market to buy some large intestines, clean them up by herself, fry, steam, boil, roast, marinate, almost Everything is available.

Everyone who has eaten it has praised it, but the number of people who can eat the dishes cooked by my aunt can be counted on one hand.

If you don't believe it, wait until the eighth day of September this year. "

"Why is it the eighth day of September? What kind of special day is the eighth day of September?" Shen Chuqing became curious again and asked one after another.

Zhou Xu shook his head and said, "Actually, I don't know. Later, I found out by chance that the eighth day of September is Shu Xiaosheng's birthday."

"Teacher washes his hands every year and makes sausages for the birthday of which dragon painter?"

The fire of raging gossip was burning in Shen Chuqing's heart. Regarding the mysterious and unpredictable teacher, Shen Chuqing wished she could get rid of the fog and get closer to her.

"It should be! Auntie will never tell us about her. Although I grew up around her and don't know much about her, you can rest assured that Auntie is definitely not that unreasonable. As long as you put your heart and soul into learning art from her, you will be able to learn it well."

It's not that Zhou Xu didn't want to say it, but that he really didn't know much, because Shen Chuqing wanted to know, and it was the first time that Zhou Xu wanted to know every detail of his aunt.

"I know that the teacher is the best teacher in the world. Don't worry, I will not let her teach me down." Shen Chuqing said with a smile. At this moment, her heart is full of that arrogant and vicious Qunfang gentlemen.

"Noodles are coming! You two have been waiting for a long time."

The shop owner's voice interrupted their conversation, and two steaming bowls of fat intestine noodles appeared in front of them.

Shen Chuqing said thank you gently, and was about to reach for the chopsticks when Zhou Xu had already handed them to her.

When she raised her head, she met Zhou Xu's gentle eyes again, Shen Chuqing hurriedly avoided, said thank you in a panic, took the chopsticks and lowered her head to eat the noodles.

Zhou Xu looked at her blushing cheeks and the way she was eating noodles in a panic, but he didn't dare to show his pounding heart, and said gently: "It's still early, don't be so anxious to eat."

"Okay" Shen Chuqing replied vaguely. Although she slowed down, she still didn't raise her head. She really didn't dare to look Zhou Xu in the eye. She didn't care before, so she didn't think there was anything wrong. But now, no matter how you look at her, how do you feel guilty conscience.

After breakfast here, the two drove back to the exhibition center. Shen Chuqing checked the time, and it was only 07:30.

Looking at the people who have come to wait in line to pass the inspection one after another, Shen Chuqing feels extremely happy in her heart. There are so many people who like embroidery and love embroidery, so why worry about embroidery not developing.

Just like yesterday, he followed Zhou Xu and entered the third floor directly from the special passage for guests.

At this moment, apart from the busy staff, there were no special guests in the entire exhibition center, and the entire exhibition hall was immersed in tranquility.

Like a fish entering the sea, Shen Chuqing and Zhou Xu swam among the embroidery works on the third floor.

There is no need to disturb other people, no need to worry about sudden challenges, and no need for any special explanations. The beautiful embroidery is like blooming beauty for her alone.

Yesterday, due to time constraints, Shen Chuqing hadn't had time to appreciate the works of some famous teachers. Shen Chuqing just took this opportunity to get to know them better.

For some works that I don't know the origin of, I just need to read the introduction carefully.

The introduction was not very detailed, and there was Zhou Xu, an encyclopedia of embroidery, by his side. Although he didn't show his talent in front of everyone yesterday, today, in the space where the two of them were alone, Shen Chuqing didn't care. No matter what kind of questions were asked, Zhou Xu could answer them fluently.

When Shen Chuqing encounters wonderful embroidery knowledge points that she doesn't understand, or that she wants to know urgently, she will directly take out a small book to record them on the spot.

Unknowingly, the surrounding gradually became lively, and Shen Chuqing didn't realize it. After watching all the works on the third floor, it was already past ten o'clock. Then Shen Chuqing remembered that she hadn't seen the teacher yet, and hurriedly He asked, "By the way, teacher, are they here?"

"My aunt didn't come over today, not only she didn't come over, but most of the specially invited embroiderers and guests won't come over today.

In the morning, they are free to move around. In the afternoon, the organizer will send a car to take them to Anjing County to participate in a skill competition for young embroiderers. "Zhou Xu said with a smile.

"Ah... can I go?"

Anjing is the hometown of Shu embroidery. It is said that in that place, there is no one who knows how to thread a needle, from an 80-year-old woman to a five- or six-year-old girl.