Ancient Foodie Survival Guide

After dinner, one of them reads and writes, the other prepares ingredients, and then takes a bath after late night to go to bed.

Jiang Shuyao remembered the letter and conversation with Lin tomorrow, his head was dizzy, and soon his sleepiness surged.

When I was in a dream, I suddenly felt something on my hand.

She suddenly woke up and felt it in a dazed manner, as if it were... a hand?

Jiang Shuya blinked his eyes and reacted. He was gone, helpless and funny.

Since Xie Xun and Jiang Shuya have held hands reasonably, they have to go to sleep quietly holding hands every night. This is really...

She retracted her hand and Xie Xun was startled. He thought she was asleep before daring to hold her hand secretly, but he didn't think she was awake.

Thinking that it seemed to annoy her today, it was really not good for him to hold her hand, so he whispered: "Sorry."

Jiang Shuya was speechless, grabbed his hand and pulled it in front of him.

Xie Xun has been practising calligraphy all the year round, with distinct knuckles and long fingers. Because of his sword practice and pen use, there is a thin layer of calluses on his fingers, and his beautiful hands complement his clear face.

She took his hand and rubbed it, and said, "What's the matter with you, you know holding hands and holding hands, don't you want to do something else?"

Xie Xun said in surprise: "What else can I do?"

Jiang Shuyao: Do ​​you know that I hate you the most for being like a wood!

She turned over, propped up her upper body, and moved her head closer to Xie Xun's face.

The moonlight was hazy like gauze, and Jiang Shutao could see Xie Xun's eyes widened slightly, and his long, clear eyes overflowed with surprise.

"It's okay."

Her mind was hot, and she lowered her head to press his lips.

Xie Xun felt a roar in his brain, blank, and half of his body was stiffened from numbness, and he didn't know what to do.

He later realized the touch she had left on his lips, warm and soft.

Jiang Shuyao turned over and returned to his side, squeezed the quilt, and became "bad", and closed his eyes comfortably, ready to go to sleep.

Suddenly, a refreshing cold fragrance came, and she felt a sense of oppression.

Opening his eyes, Xie Xun followed her posture and supported her on top.

His hair was cold, and he hung down gently with his movements, sliding across her cheeks, causing a tickling feeling.

Xie Xun was cold-faced most of the time, and at this moment, he looked extremely distant and deserted, as if he couldn't get close. Thick eyelashes concealed the shattered light under the eyes, and looked at her with her mouth closed.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Shuyao was completely awake. He seemed to have done something terrible just now.

Xie Xun gasped very lightly, which was very obvious in the quiet room.

Like a feather scratching his ears, Jiang Shuya felt a thin, tiny electric current passing through his brain.

He said: "Can you do it again?"

Even at this time, his voice is still calm, like spring water hitting a rock, and it becomes more and more beautiful.

How could someone ask such a question in this tone of voice, Jiang Shu swallowed, not knowing how to answer.

She didn't speak, but Xie Xun waited quietly. The cold fragrance on his body penetrated into his nose, like the fragrance of vegetation, and the fragrance of ink, which enveloped her.

The surroundings are too quiet, leaving only dizzy tinnitus. Jiang Shuya clenched his hand tightly, digging at the palm of his hand with his fingertips, and let out a sticky nasal "Yeah".

The sound was very small, but Xie Xun did not miss it.

He got the answer and moved closer to her slightly. The movements were very slow and stiff. When I got closer, I paused, and then I got closer and then again. It seemed that I couldn't find a suitable posture, and I was afraid that I could not stand it if I got too close.

He felt the entanglement of her nose with himself, sweet and soft, wrapped around the tip of his nose, making him feel like he was floating.

He got close enough, and the tip of his nose was rubbing lightly with her, and finally gathered the courage and pressed his lips tentatively. This time I felt more intense than last time, and the temperature was so soft that it even made him a little surprised. A numb electric current rose up where he touched, which instantly rushed to the scalp and turned into a flow of heat to his limbs.

Perhaps his posture was a little oppressive, Jiang Shuyao shuddered for no reason, couldn't control his breathing, panting lightly.

The chaotic and rapid heat puffed on the tip of his nose, making Xie Xun instantly lost in the warm fragrance. She was also panting a little, and instinctively and gently pressed her lower lip.

A strange sensation rose from his lower lip, and Jiang Shuyao let out a shameful "Well" sound, shaking his whole body, and quickly pushed Xie Xun away with a soft hand.

Her strength is so small, how can she push Xie Xun away.

But Xie Xun felt her movement, and quickly stood up and looked at her anxiously.

Jiang Shuyao said nothing, and Xie Xun panicked first.

He hurriedly said "Sorry", then quickly returned to his side and lay down stiffly.

Jiang Shuyao blushed to the point of bleeding, wrapped the brocade, and turned to face the wall without speaking.

Xie Xun was afraid of her anger, and did not dare to ask, so he could only wait quietly. I struggled with this kind of anxiety and anxiety all night, and when I finally fell asleep, there was only a soft sweetness in the dream.

The next day, when Xie Xun woke up, it was still dark. He subconsciously turned his head to the side of the bed. He didn't see Jiang Shuyao's sleepy eyes, but saw nothing but emptiness.

He woke up instantly from sleep, he turned up from the bed, opened the quilt, put on his shoes and put on his robe, and walked out hurriedly.

He moved too much, and Bai Zhi, who was cleaning up outside, was taken aback, and quickly saluted: "San Ye."

"Where is the madam?" Xie Xun asked.

"Madam got up early and said that she couldn't sleep, so she got up for a morning meal."

Xie Xun was taken aback for a moment, and found that he was completely thinking about it, and his energy was exhausted. He walked back to the inner room, dressed and combed his hair.

Early in the morning, both of them were weird. Bai Zhi couldn't think of a reason, so she didn't want to, and continued to wipe the teapot on the table.

Jiang Shuyao woke up early today, and when he looked at Xie Xun, he thought of what happened last night. His sleepiness disappeared instantly and he turned up and went to the small kitchen.

Jiang Shuyao and Lin's are both neat and non-delaying people. Since they came up with the idea of ​​an early food stall, they have set a good day for opening. One is busy buying noodles and choosing a cook, and the other is busy thinking about eating, hoping not to delay. The progress of the other party.

When it comes to breakfast, in addition to porridge and biscuits, Jiang Shuyao also thinks of breakfast in Wuhan, where there is the "Breakfast Capital", such as three fresh tofu skins, hot dry noodles, and siu mai wrapped in oil cakes.

She woke up early today and moved the oil pancakes and siu mai that she was supposed to make in the morning to start now.

The oil cake with siu mai is a wonderful combination. The oil cake is crispy and fragrant, and the siu mai inside is soft and sweet. It is full of satisfaction in one bite. One oil cake can stuff four siu mai, high calories, enough ingredients, enough for breakfast, very hungry.

After the meat cubes and shiitake mushrooms are sauteed until the oil is fragrant, add a little fresh tempeh sauce and mix with the steamed glutinous rice. Pour into the translucent and semi-creamy mellow broth, and finally sprinkle with pepper and chopped green onion. The stuffing for siu-mai is ready. The skin of the siu mai is rolled out very thin, put in a large spoonful of stuffing, and squeeze it from the end. It looks like a small bag, round and round, and the opening is like a blooming flower.

Take out the dough that has been fermented last night, roll out a round shape with a big mouth, start the pot and burn the oil, and when the oil temperature is right, add the crust.

Accompanied by the crackling sound, oily flowers appeared around the noodles, sloshing in the oil, as if inflated, gradually bulging and swelling, and finally turned into a very bubble and round golden oil cake.

Xie Xun came in at this time. He smelled the scent of oil and wondered: "Is this an early meal? Wouldn't it be too good to eat heavy oil early in the morning."

Jiang Shuyao ignored him. At this time, he had to stuff the simmered wheat, and he could not move slowly. If the oil cake was cold, it would break when touched, and it would be difficult to cut.

After cutting the swollen oil cake, a sufficiently large cavity was formed in the crispy crust. The siu mai was picked up quickly and quickly stuffed into the cake, one, two, three, four, and all four were stuffed in. Time to answer.

"Isn't the duck meat sesame cake oily?" She asked, "The oil cake wraps the siu mai just looking at the oil, but it tastes not oily at all, but it is very hungry. Don't worry about getting hungry before lunch."

After she wrapped it in oil paper, she handed it to Xie Xun: "You can taste it. If the flavor and ingredients are suitable, you can sell it. If it is not suitable, I will change it. Anyway, I made it this morning."

Xie Xun automatically ignored the word "test dishes", and received the siu-mai wrapped in oil cakes, his eyes bursting with brilliance, this kind of day finally came back, a happy morning meal.

The golden oil cake has a big mouth, it is stuffed with siu mai, the siu mai is white and tender and smooth, and the skin is extremely thin and transparent. The swollen fillings inside seem to be unacceptable, and you can see the inside through the skin. The shape of sticky rice. A faint scent of oil penetrated into the nasal cavity, occasionally mixed with the sweetness of siu mai, and it was warm. As soon as the smell was smelled, the thought of being too oily was instantly forgotten.

I opened my mouth and took a bite. With a "crack", the crust broke. With the constant crisp sound, the glutinous siumai was bitten open, the sweet and mellow broth overflowed, and the hot aroma lingered on the tip of the tongue. Later, I subconsciously "hululu" sucking the broth, siu mai, and broken pie crust into my mouth, and I bite it down and fill my mouth. I feel like I will fall out of my mouth if I don't pay attention.

The siu mai is very tender and the skin is thin. The glutinous rice is soggy and full of broth. It is mixed with the plump aroma of diced meat and the rich pepper flavor, giving it a sticky rich luster. The broth is very fresh, fresh enough to reveal a hint of sweetness, and plenty of juice. It finishes with the pepper to erase the greasiness of the oil cake, leaving only a slight oily fragrance.

The oil cake is crispy and oily, the glutinous rice is soft, the diced meat has a rich taste, and the broth is sweet and mellow. The warmth gathers together and instantly wakes up the morning.

The outer skin of the oil cake is crispy. After the siu mai is bitten open, the broth overflows and softens the inner layer of the oil cake, so it tastes a bit tough. The three textures of waxy, soft, and crispy are perfectly integrated.

In the morning, eating plain porridge and vegetable dishes feels comfortable in the stomach, but eating oil cakes and siu mai is a satisfying stomach and mouth. The oil cake wrapped siu mai takes a big bite, a real bite, the aroma of the oil cake and the rich taste of the siu mai mix together, that is a delight.

"Do you think it can be sold in a breakfast shop?" Jiang Shuyao asked while frying the next pancake.

Xie Xun wrapped a big mouthful in his mouth, with bulging cheeks, like a hamster living in the outer skin of the flower of Gaoling, he kept nodding his head and said: "Yes."

Jiang Shuyao's men kept filling up another pancake with siu mai, planning to eat it by themselves.

Xie Xun probe: "Although one is enough, one more will do, thank you."

Jiang Shuyao:...

She was really not embarrassed to remind Xie Xun to eat a little bit early and don't break it, and handed Xie Xun the siu-mai wrapped in oil cake.

Xie Xun happily took it, grabbed one in one hand, and rode a horse to the direction of Miyagi.

On the way, I ran into Li Fu and Guan Ying, who bought steamed buns in Jiusi Alley, and Lin Cheng, who bought duck meat biscuits at Changjiekou. The four of them gathered together and drove their horses to Miyagi.

Xie Xun, as a person holding a bulging oil cake bag and siu mai in one hand, is particularly prominent among the four.

The key is to eat so delicious even if it is so full.

The oil cake sounded crispy and crispy. I don’t know what it was. It seemed to be squeezed in the oil cake with the soup. It seemed that I could hear Xie Xun chewing from a wide distance. The layer is sticky, soft and soft.

As an official of the East Palace, eating bread right away is too unsightly! ——Lin Cheng took a bite of duck meat biscuits, tears of jealousy slipped from the corner of his mouth.

Isn't it time to talk to your mother about the idea of ​​proposing marriage to Lin's next-door daughter? ——Guan Ying took a bite of the bun... Hey, how come it's all skin.

Sucking, sucking, sucking—Li Fu didn't think about anything, he was greedy.

Hum, hum, until the day when the Lin’s breakfast shop opened, I would be the most dazzling in the entire East Palace-Xie Xun smugly stuffed his mouth... well, it seemed a little bracing.