It seems that I am still too full [travel]

"I asked Uncle Zhou, and he told me." Xie Shi said softly. The Uncle Zhou he was talking about was Zhou Ping, who was in charge. He was an old man who served Han Ji. Today's indomitable.Zhou Ping naturally watched Xie Shi's relationship with his master silently, so when he asked, Zhou Ping never kept his mouth shut like he did to others, but told about the past and the fact that his master hadn't celebrated his birthday for a long time.

But at this moment, Xie Shi seemed to be unaware of the past, changed the topic, and brought up another matter with great interest, "I also found out that our birthdays are in the same month! It's just that you are in front of me. , I’m at the end, why don’t we all spend it together in the future, just on your birthday, so as not to mobilize people and waste people’s money!”

He said in a serious way: "Now we are in the early stage of starting a business. We have to save money and other things, and we are still short of military pay! What's more, if you celebrate your birthday this month, I will pay you back next month." Let’s continue to celebrate, and the gift-giving must take away the salary of the subordinates! It’s better to take pity on their wallets, lest they squeeze too much, and they will rebel.”

Han Ji smiled and lowered his eyes to listen to his nonsense, seeing what he said with sincerity, as if they would really spend a lot of money extravagantly on their birthdays, and as if they were really considering spending money on gifts for their subordinates, he couldn't help but lighten Laughing out loud, Xie Shi pretended to frowned, and said lightly, "Do you think I'm right?" However, the person in front of him seemed to be asking, but in fact his beautiful eyes were staring at him, as if threatening, you Tell me a typo and try?

A certain lord who is very strict with his wife naturally dared not say a word, rubbed the tip of his nose against the person in his arms with a smile, rubbed the snow-white cream on the tip of Xie Shi's nose, and said in a low voice: "This way, Ah Shi Isn't it a loss? Why don't we all celebrate Ah Shi's birthday?"

Xie Shi, who also had cream on his face, was like a little cat. He didn't realize it, and waved his hands generously, saying: "I'm small, so I naturally want to follow my brother, how can I let my brother come here?" Accommodate me."

However, Han Ji heard his heart move, and suddenly he hugged him tightly with his arms, and the two pressed against each other tightly without any gap, "Ah Shi, call again."

Xie Shi hadn't hesitated to call out that title when he was making trouble, but now he felt ashamed after being pointed out.He pretended to be ignorant, and said to him from left to right, "What are you calling? Oh, I haven't finished this yet..."

But Han Ji refused to let him go, playing with the earlobe of the man in his arms, the earrings were pink and tender, still cold to the touch in midsummer, just like high-quality suet jade, teasing him: "Ah Shi is a little boy!" , what should I call me?"

Xie Shi didn't care whether his hands would stain Han Ji's clothes, he just buried his cheeks on Han Ji's chest, listening to his violent heartbeat, he knew that his mood at the moment was not as peaceful as he appeared on the surface, and suddenly his heart softened into a mess, His brother Ji used to be a young boy with close relatives and someone to protect him, but he lost everything at once. He was burdened with the hatred of his family and country, and blood feuds for many generations. She sheltered Yuxia, and even wanted to bless the giant tree in the sky, but she even forgot her own birthday.

"Brother...will you celebrate your birthday together in the future?" After a long time, a voice as thin as a mosquito but solemn sounded, like a drop of spring water falling on Han Ji's heart, but it seemed to be enough to melt all the coming wind and snow in the world.

Han Ji wrapped his arms around the person in his arms, and pressed his chin against the top of his hair. Something seemed to be blocked in his throat, so that his voice was a little hoarse, "Okay, we will spend time with Ah Shi from now on."

The two are like Siamese twins, as if there is only one place to stand in the narrow kitchen, and they don't chase people when they give birth and thank you. Let today's birthday man make trouble, and quickly make the final decoration for the cake that has already formed in his hand Process, carefully smooth the outside of the finished mille-feuille with cream and a spatula.Han Ji seemed to be seeing this kind of pastry for the first time, so he was curious, "What is this?"

"This is a mocha mille-feuille cake. The cake is something that foreigners eat on their birthdays. They believe that on the day of a person's birthday, the soul is most likely to be invaded by evil spirits. Therefore, on this day, relatives and friends will gather around to give a gift. Serve cakes and blessings to drive away evil spirits. Therefore, if you eat cakes on your birthday, you can exorcise evil spirits and get rid of diseases, and live a long life!"

Although Xie Shi has never been to a foreign place, Han Ji has long been familiar with the fact that Xie Shi can always come up with some exotic food or customs from time to time, and he has never even delved into it. He just nodded at this meeting, secretly Keeping it in mind, he plans to have his staff prepare a super-large birthday cake next year. He wants his Ah Shi to eat the cake on his birthday, so that he can live a long life without any worries and diseases.

Xie Shi worriedly added: "But this is my first time making this cake. If it's not delicious...you have to eat it for my face!" As a cake that doesn't need an oven, the ingredients and techniques are simple. Always popular with novices.Xie Shi was a food blogger in his previous life, and from time to time he made food according to fans' requests, so he naturally did it.But since ancient times, it is indeed the first time to make a cake. In order not to overturn, and because Han Ji does not like sweet and greasy tastes, he specially chose the mille-feuille flavored with end tea.

Han Ji wiped off the cream on his face with a fine white cotton cloth wrung out with warm water, took his hand, and wiped off his dirty fingers one by one, even under the nails. Little by little, patient and tender, and finally put a kiss on his lips, "The food made by Ah Shi is always delicious." If there is something that doesn't taste good, it must have lost its taste buds, and the tongue is purely for display. Not worth mentioning.

What do you do if you have a boyfriend who blows rainbow farts to you endlessly?Of course it was with a smile, and he gave him a soft kiss.

After the cake is ready, it can not be eaten immediately, but it needs to be refrigerated in an ice bucket for a period of time, and the taste is better when it is eaten at night.Han Ji stared at Xie Shi as he put the cake specially made for him in the refrigerator, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, as if he was disappointed why the cake couldn't be eaten now.Seeing his rare childish side, Xie Shi laughed, and hurriedly tore the dough for cold washing to divert Han Sansui's attention.

When the custom of eating longevity noodles on birthdays started, it has long been unknown, but this custom is still popular in modern times. Xie Shi asked Manager Zhou, knowing that the Han family had this custom in the past, so he arranged for it.Because there are no locust trees nearby, and locust leaves cannot be gathered, Xie Shi did not use locust leaf juice to knead noodles today, but used chamomile juice for cold washing. Chamomile is sweet and slightly bitter, and slightly cold in nature. The hot summer eclipse is perfect for relieving heat and eliminating dryness.

Han Ji looked down at Ah Shi's plain hands, pulling out a large piece of dough into a continuous noodle with light and delicate strokes, and couldn't help sighing in his heart, his Ah Shi is so powerful.

Xie Shi didn't know that his brother Ji was praising him again, so he threw the noodles into the boiling water, and when it was cooked, he put it into a soup bowl filled with ice water with a colander.At this time, Lengtao dyed with chamomile juice is like yellow flowers in March, slender and long, like golden threads floating in the shadow blue porcelain bowl, the color matching alone is enough to make people greedy.

The topping of Xie Shi’s Lengtao noodles this time is cooked bamboo shoots. This spring, the dried bamboo shoots made with shrimp roe and soy sauce are delicious and delicious, and then some sauerkraut and minced meat made from hind legs are braised in soy sauce. Poured over iced chamomile cold water, a bowl of summer version of longevity noodles can be served to the birthday man.

Because Han Ji didn't celebrate his birthday in previous years, and he even forgot about it, so the whole house was not lively this day, but everything was as usual. At the end of the year, no one dared to touch his bad luck. master.Therefore, Xie Shifang's rhetoric of "I'm afraid that my subordinates' wallets will be empty after the birthday" is actually just nonsense.

However, this year's Han Ji's birthday has undergone some changes. Han Ji glanced at the offerings and birthday peach buns on the table, and raised his eyebrows.Xie Shi explained to him, "The chefs in the back kitchen made it with a little thought from them. Would you like to try it?" Dim sum, also known as "honey offering", is a food used by rich and noble families to celebrate birthdays and pray for blessings.

Han Ji was in a good mood at the moment, and he was naturally pleasing to the little filial piety of the people below. He even tasted the food. It was nothing unusual for the offerings. It was just a sweet taste, but the birthday peach buns were small, exquisite, and tender. Delicious, for Han Ji, he can take one bite. After biting open, Han Ji found that it was filled with peach jam.

When Xie Shi saw that he had tasted it, he was also a little surprised, "You can tell that this is my handwriting?"

Han Ji nodded, "The dim sum that the chefs usually make is very sweet." Only Ah Shi noticed that he didn't like sweet things, and he always preferred light sweetness.The filling of this longevity peach bun is different from the traditional red bean paste filling, but peach flesh is chosen as the filling. Only the sweet and fruity fragrance flows on the tip of the tongue. Such an ingenious idea can only be used by his Ah Shi.

Xie Shi touched the tip of his nose, nodded with a smile, "I saw some peaches in the kitchen that were just delivered by the servants, so I asked them to replace them with fruit-filled ones."

So during Chaoshi’s meal, apart from chamomile, what Han Ji ate the most was the longevity peach buns, and he almost ate up a whole tray, but the offerings that were served next to him were neglected, and there was no shortage of them from the beginning to the end. , it can be seen that a certain master is very double-standard.

Because he didn't notice that today is his birthday, Han Ji didn't arrange to rest today. Although he is the lord, he can rest as much as he wants, and his subordinates won't complain, but Han Ji obviously didn't leave his post like this. The master, and Xie Shi also said that he had something to do and would look for him later, so the two of them separated for the time being after eating the cold shopping for their birthday.

Before going out, Xie Shi hung a four-sided and lotus bag on Han Ji's waist, which contained a name talisman, a small golden bull, and a sapphire crane jade carving.In ancient times, parents worried that their children would die early, so they sent their names to Taoist temples as disciples. Taoist priests would present them with so-called talismans every year on their birthdays.

"Didn't Ah Shi not believe in gods and Buddhas?" But looking at the things prepared for him, they are all for safety and longevity. It seems like a little superstition.

Xie Shi suddenly covered Han Ji's mouth, "Don't talk nonsense." After covering it, he realized that his reaction was a little big, and he put down his hand embarrassingly. Seeing that the person opposite was looking at him dumbfounded, he coughed again, feeling a little embarrassed, and argued softly : "I just want to make peace of mind! You just wear it, and you are not allowed to take it off for at least a month, and I will check it."

Han Ji also let him go, nodded in response: "Okay, I will listen to Ah Shi."

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Both Jian'er and Fuer's name are referenced in the chapter of "Dream of Red Mansions" for Jia Baoyu's birthday.