Ancient Foodie Survival Guide

In the summer, the dinner is much perfunctory, replaced by a variety of supper.

After taking a bath in the evening, the moisture on his body was not dispersed, and his hair was scattered, and he was paralyzed on the chair under the tree in the courtyard. Jiang Shuyao looked at the starry sky and had to sigh that life is wonderful.

Xie Xun, Xijie, took a shower after returning to change clothes, went to the study to read in the evening and got sweaty again, and asked someone to wash it again.

The inside of the study was not cooler than outside, so he simply put down the book and went out to enjoy the cool.

Jiang Shuyao put tables and chairs next to the recliner, Xie Xun walked through the moon cave gate, saw her taking the shade there, and naturally walked to her and sat down.

There are several bowls on the table, all Jiang Shuyao's supper. Xie Xun saw it and said, "I saw that you didn't use a few mouthfuls for dinner. I thought you had no appetite. It turns out that you just counted on supper to be full. That's not good. You have to eat three meals a day on time."

He admonished sternly, like a parent advising his children to eat well. Jiang Shuyao could not see that he was so old-fashioned at his young age. He sat up and pushed the bowl in front of him: "It's not a supper, it's just snacks."

Eating midnight snacks is addictive, and she must pull Xie Xun into the water.

She and Xie Xun are a couple who get along day and night. She doesn't have the skill of training her husband, but it is not too difficult to develop Xie Xun into a fan with the same taste as she is used to.

Xie Xun looked into the bowl, Jiang Shuyao always made some strange food, he was not surprised.

"Ice powder, sweets, to cool off the heat." Jiang Shuya introduced neatly.

The two of them had been "sharing the same bed", Xie Xun stopped seeing Jiang Shuyao, and picked up the spoon to have a taste.

The ice powder is extremely clear and transparent, like golden transparent ice cubes, soft and slippery, and the spoon breaks into pieces when touched.

Iced thick brown sugar juice is poured on the ice powder. The brown-black sugar juice spreads from the crushed ice powder. It is beautiful and attractive, and it is rich and sweet.

Xie Xun scooped up a scoop, and the ice powder trembled on the scoop. It was broken before being chewed in the mouth, and turned into ice-cold water in the mouth, which was tender and sweet.

The brown sugar juice is mellow and sweet, with a slightly refreshing bitter taste. The ice powder is sprinkled with chopped hawthorn slices, raisins, and chopped peanuts. The hawthorn slices are sweet and sour, the raisins are chewy, the peanuts are crispy, and the ice powder is light and cool. Combine the earth together, and the body heat is immediately eliminated, refreshing.

For Xie Xun, Zhenger Bajing's meals must be noodles and rice, so this bowl of ice powder has no burden after he eats it, and it is really used as a refreshing drink.

Jiang Shuyao asked unkindly: "How does it taste?"

"Very good, sweet and thirst quenching."

"How about a bowl of heat every night from now on?"

Xie Xun nodded happily: "Hmm."

Jiang Shuyao pushed Liangpi in front of him again: "Try this."

Xie Xun looked at Liangpi, it was neither rice nor noodles, that would not be considered a supper, but only snacks.

So he did not hesitate to pick up his chopsticks and feast on it.

The cold skin is a kind of translucent white, with garlic water, chili oil, sugar, vinegar and other seasonings, the center is a stack of verdant and neat cucumber shreds and green and white bean sprouts, the spicy pepper is bright red and bright, and white sesame seeds The grain is obvious, looks good, and exudes a spicy and sour taste.

I only ate a bowl of ice powder, and the refreshing sweetness made my stomach feel a lot more relaxed, and the heat dissipated, and my appetite came.

Xie Xun mixed the cold skin, took a bite and put it in the mouth.

Liangpi is smooth and tender, the skin is slightly sticky, thin and soft, and has a very tender muscle.

The oily pepper is not too spicy. It has a special fragrance. It is mellow and long. After adding sugar, it has a sweet aftertaste. It is mixed with the same mellow vinegar fragrance, forming a spicy but sour, sour and fresh. Taste.

The cucumber shreds are refreshing and greasy, the bean sprouts are crispy and raw, and it is a bit sweet to chew. Together with the cold skin, it is soft and delicious, sour and spicy.

A bowl of Liangpi is too few, Xie Xun eats it cleanly after three times, but he is not addicted, and eats another bowl of ice powder before breathing.

Jiang Shuya satisfactorily watched him finish eating, and sighed that he was too good to support him. It was really easy for him to embark on the road of no return for supper.

After Jiang Shuyao sighed, he looked at him pleasingly eating and thinking. If they can get along like this forever, it seems that it's not unimaginable to live a lifetime comfortably.

Xie Xun also felt that such a life was wonderful, and even the sultry and irritable summer nights he hated the most became tasteful.

Jiang Shuyao was hitting a fan on the recliner, and soon his hands became sore. When he was about to put down the ball fan, Xie Xun took it naturally.

He moved slowly and fanned her rhythmically: "Can I bring cool skins for value tomorrow afternoon?"

"Yes, there are leftovers in the small kitchen, enough for it." Jiang Shuya squinted comfortably, enjoying the breeze coming over his face.

"What about cold noodles?" Xie Xun asked.

"Also, if you can eat it all, bring it all, don't waste it."

There is no need to guess his answer: "It's okay, you can give it to my colleagues if you can't finish it."

Bai Zhi looked at from a distance, almost shed tears without being moved.

The love between husband and wife is probably like this, I don't know whether the lady-uncle is talking about love or talking to each other, just looking at it makes people's hearts full of honey.

She immediately went back to the room and wrote a letter, planning to send it to Xiangyang Bofu the next day. The wife would be very pleased to see it.

After the two talked, they were speechless for a while, and the atmosphere was not embarrassing, there was a kind of peace of mind.

Xie Xun changed his hand to fan her, suddenly thought of Zhou, and asked: "By the way, how is the second wife's injury?"

"It should not be heavy. I was arguing about getting out of bed and walking today."

Xie Xun said "Oh" and fell silent again.

He didn't mention it, but when he mentioned Jiang Shuyao, he remembered those messy thoughts and looked up at Xie Xun.

He straightened his body and looked forward with a cold face, but Jiang Shuyao knew he was wandering.

This kind of cute and funny contrast made her feel relieved, and suddenly asked her doubts: "Do you know about the second wife?"

Xie Xun returned to his senses and looked down at her: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Shuyao then told Zhou's trouble in Shouning Hall that day.

Xie Xun would not deliberately pay attention to the inner house, and no one would chew his tongue in front of him, so this was the first time he heard about it. He frowned when he heard half of his brows.

After Jiang Shuyao finished speaking, he felt a little nervous and didn't want to let go of any expression on his face.

"Really..." He sighed without giving too much judgment.

After a few seconds, he suddenly lowered his head and stared at Jiang Shuyao: "So are you pitying the second wife because of this incident?"

Jiang Shuyao was taken aback: "I am cooking for her to repay her for saving her life."

Maybe it’s because tonight’s breeze and Qingyueming are suitable for heart-to-heart talks, or it’s because Jiang Shuyao was lying on the couch with loose hair and looked too relaxed. Xie Xun hesitated and said again and again: "I can understand from the meaning of your words that you feel sorry for her. There is dissatisfaction with the second brother."

It might be because Xie Xie was reticent and rarely showed emotions, so even if he was a famous talent, Jiang Shuyao always thought that he was a little slow in insight into people's hearts.

He pierced her thoughts so directly, she was a little embarrassed, a little uneasy for fear that he could see more of her thoughts.

Xie Xun stopped there, but said calmly: "You are not the second wife, and I am not the second brother."

A simple sentence made Jiang Shuyao toss about at night and didn't fall asleep, always feeling that he was not like the person who said it.

Like a love word, like a promise, but also like an ordinary statement sentence.

She was in a complicated mood, her thoughts were messed up by his words, so she cursed Xie Xun a lot.

Eating so much still can't stop his mouth. Isn't An Anxin being a ruthless vegetable tester and a leftover cleaning machine? Why do you want to say something provocative?

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Zhou looked at Jiang Shuyao from time to time and walked away from time to time. He couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Shu returned to his senses and rubbed his face: "It's okay, I just feel a little confused in my heart and can't make sense."

Zhou's is no better than Xu's. It's not like someone who would persuade people. While eating big, he said: "Then don't worry, there will always be a result, just let it go. The more you insist, the better the end. "

She cleaned the rice and wiped her mouth happily: "I understand. The sky is big and the food is the best."

Jiang Shuyao was amused by her, Zhou, who is not yin and yang, is so cute.

She said "Ah" and remembered the business: "By the way, today is the birthday of A Zhao and A Yao, I want to cook a meal for them to celebrate in the evening, second sister-in-law, are you coming?"

Zhou had always been at odds with Dafang, staring at her: "What am I going to do?" She hadn't said anything to Xie Zhao and Xie Yao.

"Birthdays are of course crowded and lively." After Jiang Shuyao told Xu's proposal, Xu agreed to let the twins come, but she didn't say that she could not come by herself.

So now only the three of them celebrate the birthdays of the twins, and Jiang Shuya feels that there is no sense of ritual.

Zhou shook his head frantically: "No matter how much fun it is, I can't let me join in the fun. Sister-in-law doesn't want to see me, I don't want to see her, I won't go, it's just annoying."

"It's just a simple meal, happy and happy, the two little guys are very rules. They haven't had fun since they were young. I just want to make them happy for a while through their birthday today."

Zhou muttered: "What birthday does the child celebrate? Wouldn't it be enough to eat a bowl of longevity noodles early in the morning?"

Seeing that she didn't want to, Jiang Shuya didn't force it.

The twins ran to Jiang Shuyao's courtyard at the beginning of the time when they were about to touch you.

Today on their birthdays, the master left the class specially early, and the two of them ran over without stopping, remembering Jiang Shuyao's birthday celebration.

The Xu family was very strict with them, so they didn't realize what it was like to celebrate their birthdays. They looked forward to it very much. Black eyes looked at Jiang Shuyao brightly, wishing she could make a trick immediately.

Jiang Shuyao asked them to go to the table and sit down, go back to the small kitchen to fetch the cake, decorate the flowers, and squeeze the pattern with jam, which barely counts as a birthday cake.

She walked back with the cake, and suddenly stopped when she saw the person sitting at the table.

Zhou and Xu sat at the table alone, staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes, both of them were holding back their temperament, and there was a faint smell of gunpowder in the air.

Seeing Jiang Shuyao coming back, the two turned their heads together, revealing the same knife-like eyes.

That kind of injustice, that kind of grievance, it was almost impossible to engrave the words "You just called me alone?!" on his face.

Jiang Shuyao:...

Who can tell her what's going on with this weird Shura field vision?