Celebrities who were delayed by food

At noon, go back to picking bitter vegetables.

Everyone washed and washed for a while, and walked to the front hall.

The cooks have steamed the rice early, and all kinds of minced garlic, shallots, peppers, etc. need to be chopped and chopped.

The auxiliary materials have been prepared. Once the bitter vegetables arrive, they should be washed and processed, and put aside for later use.

After Xie Yunxi appeased Sun Yiqian, who had settled accounts after the autumn, she got up to say goodbye and went to the kitchen to prepare dishes.

Sun Yiqian, who regained his brocade clothes and thought of his gentlemanly demeanor, changed back to a serious appearance, with a beautiful appearance and a dignified appearance.

Seeing that Xie Yunxi was going to the kitchen, he was also very curious.

Although Gu Yu had witnessed one or two at the Flower Appreciation Banquet, but at that time he was thinking about how to calculate, and was fooled to shift his focus, so naturally he didn't really understand it.

After struggling for a while, he also made milk tea, dug up wild vegetables, and lost the image that should be lost—at least in Taohuaju, he had nothing to carry, so he got up generously and followed Xie Yunxi into the room. out of the kitchen.

Looking at it, it still looks like a broken jar.

Huaiyuan looked at him, as if he saw the former Mr. Xie Dalang.At that time, their Da Langjun was also like this, falling into the pit step by step, sinking deeper and deeper, and never crawled out again.

Sun Yiqian still doesn't know anything about this, and now he is still lingering at the door of the kitchen, hesitating whether to enter or not.

Finally, driven by curiosity, he lifted his leg across the threshold.

When I entered the kitchen for the first time, I thought it would be a messy and greasy place due to the daily firewood, oil and salt. I didn't want to take a closer look, but it was extremely clean.

The kitchen of Peach Blossom House is very spacious and bright. There is a long log table in the middle, with four or five chopping boards placed on it, and there are many prepared ingredients. Each plate is placed neatly and cleanly.

After walking a few steps in and out, you can see the stove. On one side of the stove, there are a variety of porcelain pots, almost the same in shape and color. At a glance, they are neat and comfortable.

As for the wall, it is also hung with hooks, hanging all kinds of dry goods and ingredients, and there are many baskets, large and small, with fresh fruits and vegetables in the corner. Although there are many things in the whole kitchen, it looks very neat and bright. .

Sun Yiqian has never seen other people's kitchens, but looking at this place, not only does he not reject it, but he feels comfortable and at ease, and is even more curious to find out.

Ever since, Xie Yunxi suffered a disaster.

"My dear brother, this seems to be meat, but why are they connected one by one, and what is wrapped outside?"

"My dear brother, what's in these jars?"

"Brother, why is this salt so delicate and white, unlike what I usually find?"

"Brother, this is oil, be careful, it will explode!"

"Brother..."

This mouthful of "good brother" makes people's heads pop.

Xie Yunxi replied enthusiastically at the beginning, but later she was too lazy to raise her head, and squeezed out a few words to explain things perfunctorily, but her hands-on skills never stopped, and it went smoothly, but there was a curious baby beside her. , Turning or moving is a little in the way.

For the first time there was an urge to throw people out of the kitchen.

It sounds like a bee buzzing in the ears, and the bitter vegetables in the hands are too cold for a few breaths, then add hot oil such as onion, ginger and garlic and stir, and a plate of cold bitter vegetables can be eaten directly. It can reflect the original taste of the ingredients.

After finishing the cold salad, Xie Yunxi opened another pot to cook a plate of fried meat with bitter vegetables, and later served with a bowl of hot and sour soup with bitter vegetables, a plate of crispy green beans, and a plate of dried fish with fennel. There are vegetables, meat, and fish There is also soup. Although the lunch at a table is simple, it is also complete.

The oil was hot, the meat was removed, and there was a slap, which startled Sun Yiqian again. He subconsciously grabbed Xie Yunxi's arm, trying to pull him back, and said, "Be careful, don't hurt your face."

Xie Yunxi didn't know whether to be moved or helpless for a moment - this era of face-to-face is simply too simple.

"Anxin, I've been doing this for so many years, don't you see that my face looks good."

Sun Yiqian carefully observed his face and made sure that there was no trauma, so he released his arm.

Just listening to the crackling sound in the oil pan, he was also entangled in leaving, so he stood still and continued to watch.

The inner emotion was reflected in the body, and when Xie Yunxi turned back to pick up the vegetables, he saw that his feet were on the spot, his body was leaning back, and there was a pot cover in his hand. Whenever there was a crisp sound in the pot, he would immediately lift it up to cover his face.

Xie Yunxi was speechless for a moment—the promised gentleman, with narrowed eyes and dark belly, how could this person collapse so badly after letting himself go.

Just can't bear to look at it.

However, seeing Sun Yiqian, he thought of another "gentleman" - his brother Xie Wenqing.

Reminiscent of the similarities between the two, Xie Yunxi couldn't help sighing secretly: Could it be that the eldest sons of the aristocratic family are like them, who look serious on the surface, but inside are another "different kind of scenery"?

——Well, it's hard to say that it's usually suppressed for a long time. After all, if there is no accident, the eldest son of the aristocratic family will default as the heir.

Thinking about it like this, Xie Yunxi didn't find him annoying at all, after all, the heir sounded pitiful, look, how suppressed he was.

One by one—hey, why did they all mutate here?

While sighing, stir-fry bitter vegetables and shredded pork.His busy hands did not hinder him from speaking.

"Brother Yiqian, you have worked hard, and you will eat more of these bitter vegetables later. Don't look at the ugly vegetables, but they have many benefits. Reducing swelling and so on—it’s a rare kind of medicine and food.”

Hearing this, Sun Yiqian was a little surprised, "I am so ignorant that this wild vegetable has such effects."

He said again: "My dear brother just picked bitter vegetables with me, and now I'm busy with cooking again, my dear brother should also eat more."

Seeing that he misunderstood the meaning of "hard work", Xie Yunxi didn't say much, just said: "It's just that it's fried and heated, and the rest will be prepared by servants. It's not hard work, but it's good to eat more. There's been a lot of rain recently. , the moisture is also heavy, and it is best to eat bitter vegetables."

Then he thought about it too late, and reminded, "Although bitter vegetables are good, you need to eat them in moderation, especially for people with weak spleen and stomach. It is better to eat less of these bitter vegetables—Brother Yiqian, how is your spleen and stomach good?"

Sun Yiqian said to himself: "Very good." Man, how can you say no, no!

The two were chatting like this, one was cooking, the other was watching, occasionally handing over dishes, beating each other, and exchanging a few words with questions and answers from time to time, which was very harmonious.

The kitchen is fragrant and the fireworks are lingering. The young man here is no more than a mortal.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the banquet begins.

The most homely method, the most simple ingredients, picked and made by hand, is also the most beautiful delicacy in the world.

Sun Yiqian didn't check for a while, and actually ate two full bowls of rice, and emptied the side dishes, which was a rare indulgence and satisfaction.

Looking at Xie Yunxi, who was full of food and drink, and sighed happily, he understood why Xie Wenqing went up the mountain frequently. Apart from the reason of brotherhood, the ease and ease of Taohuaju was really yearning.

As the head of the same family, the pressure is also unimaginable.

However, who can they tell about their distress, and in the end they just keep it in their hearts. Occasionally, in the dead of night, they drink a little wine to reduce their points, but it's all over.

When you wake up the next morning, you should be like a normal person. You should read and read, and you should have a banquet.

The greater the power, the greater the responsibility. In the world, there is rarely a way to have both.

Boiling milk tea, picking wild vegetables, running around the mountainside, entering the kitchen, cooking delicacies - such vulgar trivialities, such an unconventional Xie Sanlang, such a life, such a life, such and such, is really enviable.

However, how many people in the world can be Xie Yunxi.

After lunch, take a break at noon.

The two sat on the rocking chairs in the gazebo and chatted, chatting about the world, poetry and songs, or trivial things in the world, without purpose, just chatting for comfort.

At three o'clock, the sun shifted westward.

Sun Yiqian bid farewell and went down the mountain.

Before leaving, Xie Yunxi generously gave him a basket of bitter vegetables and a pot of pork with bitter vegetables that had been simmering for more than an hour.

Thinking of the bitter vegetables and meat, Xie Yunxi really felt distressed.The bitter vegetables and braised pork are delicious, and it's just such a pot, and it's cheap for others without even taking a bite.

"Hey, I'm really too understanding, too generous, too..."

Huaiyuan listened to his brazen bragging, his face was calm, but he still couldn't help complaining in his heart——his Mr. Sanlang is really disgusting!

And at the foot of Langya Mountain at this time.

Sun Yiqian got into the bullock cart, the sunset glow was reddish, the breeze was blowing on his face, and he was a little sober.

He looked sideways, lowered his head, and silently looked at the bitter vegetables lying on the side of the cart, and that bite—the casserole!

After a few moments of silence, Sun Yiqian sighed indescribably.

"Oh, Xie Jiasanlang, he is indeed not a man of my generation." A normal person, who is so weird, can just give someone wild vegetables, and even give someone a pot!

On the side, Sanqi shrank her limbs silently, hugged her knees with her hands, and huddled into a ball.

——This poor child, ever since he saw his eldest son fighting in the kitchen, he has been in a state of being separated from his body, and he shouldn't be able to recover in a short time.

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Xie Wenqing's study room.

"What, why did you come to report so late!"

Xie Wenqing heard the report from his servant that Sun Yiqian broke the couplet on the stone tablet and went to Taohuaju early in the morning. Now that the sun is setting, he can finally go down the mountain. Find him."

Ah Qi hurriedly blocked the way, "Mr. Dalang, you haven't finished transcribing your family tree yet. The mistress has ordered that the disciples absolutely must not let you out."

The servant who sent the letter also hurriedly added, "Reporting to Mr. Da Lang, no one is embarrassing Saburo. I asked Uncle He specifically before I came. Uncle He said that the two gentlemen had a very happy conversation, and they seemed to have a deep friendship."

He said again: "It is said that Mr. San Lang also personally made a bitter dish with meat and presented it to Mr. Sun Jia."

The servant thought that by saying this, the young master's heart would be at ease.

No, Xie Wenqing became more and more emotional, "What, Sun Yiqian! How can that kid be able to eat bitter vegetables and meat, which I don't even have. Why should he eat the delicacies made by my family's Saburo?"

Look at this sour tone.

He said again: "Why are we having such a happy conversation, that kid Sun Yiqian must have used some tricks, no, I have to settle the score with him!"

Ah Qi had a headache, and gave the messenger a hard look—look, which pot you are not opening and which pot you are carrying, don't you know that their Da Lang is a jealous jar!

Hey, this is great, the vinegar jar is overturned, and everyone will be sour.

Ah Qi was busy persuading and appeasing, while secretly sighing: These days will not be peaceful again!

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Sanqi: Wait, the promised gentleman is far away from the kitchen!

Huaiyuan: Brother Sanqi, didn't my brother tell you - just get used to it!

Servant: Mr. Sanlang and Sun Dalang have a good relationship. They drink milk tea together, pick wild vegetables, go to the kitchen together, enjoy flowers and chat about poems and songs...

Xie Wenqing: I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen...