Warm tea and wine

. "Wen Xi is so helpless.

"Hmph, who is afraid of him?"

"You're not afraid of me, are you?"

"That dead vinegar tank, ignore him, I'll come over tomorrow—" Aunt Wen hung up with a snap.

Wen Xi heard the sound of "beep", so he had to close the phone, thinking about doing something and getting ready first.

I opened the refrigerator and looked through it. The pickled sweet and sour garlic was still full, and there was only half a bottle of Russian pickles.Wenxi thought of buying too many cucumbers, so he simply pickled them. They are good for soup and side dishes. Both Wenxi porridge and his aunt Yang Shu like it.

Wen Xi took out two glass jars from the disinfection cabinet and put them in the kitchen, filling each jar with half a jar of cold boiled water.Take out the fresh, crisp and tender fruit cucumber, cut it into inch sections with a fruit knife, cut it and put it in a bowl.

Spices are also indispensable.Wen Xi squatted down and opened the cabinet where the spices were stored, took out some fragrant leaves, and closed the cabinet again.Wenxi is very spicy, so there are a few dried red chilies in the ingredients.

Wen Xi added seasoning to the water according to the ratio of two spoonfuls of white vinegar, one spoonful of sugar, and half a spoonful of salt, and added dried chilli leaves and white pepper noodles to enhance the taste.Wen Xi controlled the ratio to add to the jar, dipping some seasoning water with chopsticks from time to time to test the taste.When the adjustment is almost the same, put the cucumber in the bowl, cover the lid and shake the jar like a fancy cocktail.There are emerald green cucumbers floating in the light yellow juice in the jar, and the bright red pepper shreds are tumbling in the water. The red fragrance and green jade are really beautiful.

In fact, the real Russian pickles are very troublesome, not to mention the seasoning, and they have to be buried in the ground.Wenxi is a lazy person, not to mention that there is no place in the residential area for him to bury a jar, even if it can be buried, can you imagine that countless pets on your jar are soaked and baptized in countless yellow soup every day-you can eat it?

Wen Xi simply came up with a Chinese method, as long as it tastes good, it doesn't matter how it is made.Thinking of two days ago on Weibo, I saw a still photo of Bangzi provoking Chinese cuisine in a Korean drama, Wen Xi rolled his eyes and put the jar in the refrigerator.I really don’t know what they think. Thinking of watching “Dae Jang Geum” in the past, the third-rank empresses ate at a small table and only ate a small table, and they felt extremely poor. Chinese empresses don’t have bird’s nest, shark’s fin, abalone, and snow clams. It is said that the third-rank empress in China also has to sit on the table of huanghuali red sandalwood and eat twenty or thirty dishes in one meal with fine porcelain made inside?Now Wenxi has an epiphany - Ya’s Korean cuisine has few types of cuisines, even compared to the picnic dishes in Chinese NC dramas, such as red-billed green parrots, Qin Sang with low green branches, and Phoenix Tour on the Phoenix Terrace are all shabby , tossing kimchi, barbecue, and chili sauce rice cakes over and over again—and comparing with Lafayette Cixi, who has [-] dishes in each meal, which are not the same—to use a Japanese netizen’s incisive summary: Korean food and Chinese food are better than leftovers at all.

Wen Xi, who already disliked Bangzi, even disliked Korean food. The country with the most stomach cancer still thinks the food of the world's hegemony is unpalatable and unhealthy. I really don't understand them.Wen Xi thought for a while, it seems that Chinese food is not all stir-fried and not very deep-fried, Bangzi feels greasy.

Congee crawled out, and seeing Wen Xi's tangled expression immediately felt distressed: "Master, what are you thinking? Your eyebrows are all knotted."

"Korean Bangzi said that Chinese food is greasy, either stir-fried or deep-fried. I was thinking that although they all use oil, the cooking methods are not all fried and stir-fried."

Porridge porridge Wen Xi cut it out: "They eat kimchi all day, how can they know the national conditions of our country? There are many dishes that don't use oil in the eight major cuisines of our country, such as West Lake vinegar fish spring water chicken and lotus leaf steamed dumplings. There are various methods of vegetarian dishes. What’s more, in addition to stir-frying and deep-frying, there are also boiled, boiled, stewed, baked, steamed, baked, and roasted. There are hundreds of words in light and fire. How can they understand it? Whole pig and bamboo shoot feast, I guess there is no stick, right?"

Wen Xi thought about it for a while, but held back a smile and said, "Who said there is no such thing as a kimchi feast——"

Porridge froze for a moment, and suddenly jumped into Wenxi's arms, patted Wenxi's clothes vigorously with two little paws, and laughed desperately: "Hahahaha——you really——hahahahaha——"

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7. The Yang family came to visit, and the Wen family lived in ([-])...

Wenxi got up early the next morning.First, I went to the bakery downstairs to buy a baguette stick and some German red sausage.He bought some fresh celery, tomato, cheese and shrimp roe paste before returning home, completely ignoring the passers-by who were watching him.

Back home, Wen Xi took off his sunglasses, put on an apron and started preparing breakfast.Pick the leaves of celery, wash them, chop some of them, boil them in water, and then pick them up and immerse them in ice water, so as to keep their crisp and smooth taste while the celery is cooked.Tomatoes and cut into half-finger-wide thick slices are ready for use.

Wen Xi took out three eggs from the refrigerator and cracked them, put them in the egg steamer and stuffed them into the microwave.Taking advantage of this time, Wen Meiren cut the baguette into two palm-wide bread sections, cut three-quarters of it from the middle, and stuffed tomato slices and cheese slices inside.The red sausage was cut open and spread on top of the cheese slices, and Wen Xi specially stuffed two red sausages into the porridge to satisfy his appetite.

Hearing the sound of "叮——" the eggs were steamed, Wen Xi put on his gloves, took out the egg steamer, and scooped the steamed eggs into round cakes with a spoon, put them on the laid red sausage and pressed them firmly.Take out the celery in the water, drain the water, mix the shrimp roe paste, spread a spoonful in the gap between the tomato red sausage and eggs, fill it up, and finally spread some mayonnaise, and it's done——

Wen Xi made three sandwiches. He squinted at the smallest but also the thickest one. He drew his knife and slapped it. The thickness of that poor sandwich was reduced by half—considering the porridge's mouth The degree of opening and closing is limited, and the thickness must be reduced.Consider the size of the porridge's mouth again——Wenxi picked up the fruit knife decisively, cut it into small pieces with a few knives, and then added some honey to the remaining raw celery and boiled water to make a juice, and served it together go out.

Porridge stepped on the spacewalk and floated out of the room with a hazy face, his nose kept moving until Wen Xi came out with a plate——

Wen Damei's frail and boneless little hands held a thin white porcelain plate inlaid with gold and "slapped" it on the table. When Congee's ears moved, his eyes immediately became clear, but when he saw the glass of celery juice, his expression became entangled.

"Crack" a bowl of milk is placed in front of the porridge, and you can smell the sweetness of honey when you smell it closely.Celery juice, remove—

Porridge Porridge was immediately moved, for three reasons:

First off, it's not the dreaded vegetable juice, it's milk.

Again, this is a delicate bowl, not a towering unusable milk glass.

Third, this is not an ordinary bowl, this is Congee Congee's favorite horseshoe bowl from the Qianlong official kiln!

It’s really touching—Congee congee raised his claws to hold a sandwich and took a bite of it. The sourness of the tomato, the smoothness of the cheese, the springiness of the red sausage, the crispness of the celery, the freshness of the shrimp paste, the fragrance of the bread, and the refreshing taste of the egg , full of layering and delicious, stop licking the milk, take another bite, lick the milk again, the deliciousness will soon be wiped out, and I will stare at Wenxi's share.

Wen Xi shook his head feeling the fiery eyes of porridge: "No, be careful that you hurt yourself. I also cooked some sour plum soup, be careful that you won't be able to drink it then." After speaking, he picked up the sandwich and took a bite, and never looked at porridge again With pitiful little eyes trembling, he took a sip of celery juice from the cup, silently guessing about Aunt Wen's gift, took the last bite, drank the last sip of vegetable juice in the cup, and went back to the kitchen to wash the dishes with two plates, one cup and one bowl up.

Wen Xi's aunt is a great beauty, one can already tell from Wen Xi's face.However, like a bird cherishes its feathers, a beauty naturally cherishes her appearance very much.For example, Aunt Wen Wenxiu, of course, except for Wenxi.

Wen Xi entered the space last night and found several huge peach blossom trees.Peach blossom, the flower that is recognized in medicine books such as "A Thousand Golden Prescriptions" for beauty and anti-aging.Wenxi thought of her little aunt who was obsessed with beauty, and decisively took some peach blossoms and spring water from Zizhiquan, preparing to drink for Aunt Wen.

Green tea is cooked with purple sand, and peach blossoms are brewed with white porcelain.Just in response to the ad slogan that is not good, white and red is different.Wen Xi picked out a tea set with sweet white glaze, ready to make peach blossom tea.

Put fresh peach blossoms into the cup, boil until [-]% of the spring water is boiled, lightly pinch the catkins, shake a little, drain and refill [-]% of the boiling water.

The delicate peach blossoms float in the sweet white porcelain cup, and the transparent spring water brings out a light pink color, exuding a light fragrance.

However, peach blossom has a bitter taste.

Wen Xi took out the nectar, dripped it into the cup slightly, and shook the cup slowly, the scented tea exuded a lazy sweet fragrance.

Soon, porridge, seduced by the fragrance, reappeared at the foot of Wenxi, with a pitiful and bitter face, looking at Wenxi with big watery eyes, and clearly saying: I want to drink for me——

Wen Xi smiled slightly: "Have you forgotten the consequences of grabbing food from auntie?"

Porridge immediately remembered three years ago, the past was unbearable——

Shaking his head decisively, he threw himself into the mat.

Wen Xi's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and indeed only Aunt Xiu could stand the shock of Congee Congee.

But, gentle beauty, don't you feel that you are getting darker and darker?

At this moment the door knocked.

There is only one person who can use the doorbell but does not use it and can knock on the anti-theft door with a thud and a big drum.

So is our beautiful and noble Ms. Wenxiu.

Wen Xi touched his face and was a little tangled thinking about how to explain the problem of his face next, but he couldn't hide from her for the rest of his life, so Wen Xi gritted his teeth and took a step forward to open the door, determined to die.

The door opened, and it was indeed his beautiful and fierce