When Xie Xun was still struggling outside the house, Jiang Shuyao came out of the kitchen.
Xie Xun's eyes collided with hers, slightly uncomfortable.
Jiang Shuyao didn't care at all, and smiled at him: "It's just right to come back, just out of the pot." After that, he went straight to the east wing.
Her attitude was natural and generous, and Xie Xun was also influenced, and strode to keep up.
The two sat down face to face. Jiang Shuyao didn't like being served by others while eating, so the maids left after placing the plate.
Seeing Xie Xun sitting upright on the opposite side with an extremely serious look, Jiang Shuyao was a little nervous.
The taboo of eating is to tie your hands and feet.
She picked up the porcelain pot on the table, leaned over slightly, and poured a glass of wine for Xie Xun.
Seeing this, Xie Xun said in surprise, "This is... wine?" He had never seen a woman who also drank with meals on weekdays.
"Of course." Jiang Shuyao mentioned this, and his eyes became crescent-shaped with a smile. "It was bought by a special person. I have tasted it, and the taste is not bad. I don't know if you like it or not."
The ancient wine-making and drinking culture has a long history, and there are many kinds of wine, such as flower wine and fruit wine, wine, jujube wine, mulberry wine, citrus wine, plum wine, pomegranate wine, peach wine and pear wine, etc. The degree is not high, the taste is sweet and delicious, especially suitable for women to drink.
When Jiang Shuyao heard that Bai Zhi was counting so many types of wine, she seemed to have fallen into a mouse in the granary. With a big wave of her hand, she excitedly asked Bai Zhi to buy a bottle back.
Xie Xun looked at her, then at the wine, slightly surprised: "Do you like drinking?"
Jiang Shuyao nodded.
Xie Xun was stunned for a moment, but he didn't say anything, just took a sip from the wine glass.
His fingers were fair and slender, with well-defined joints, and the way he held the jasper wine glass was particularly seductive, Jiang Shuyao couldn't help but put his eyes on his hand.
Xie Xun didn't pay attention and asked, "Is this pear wine?"
Jiang Shuyao moved his gaze to his fair and skinny wrist, nodded his head with a double focus, and replied, "Yes."
Xie Xun's cuffs are wide, and when he raises his hand, the sleeves drop slightly, revealing a cuff of a snow-white shirt. His wine tasting appearance is too elegant and elegant, which makes Jiang Shuyao, who originally wanted to create an atmosphere of drinking and stringing at a roadside stall, a little bit. defeat.
"Cold and lovely, Zhan Ran is sweet." Xie Xun put down the wine glass, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "It's the first time I drink Yamanashi wine."
This was the first time Jiang Shuyao saw him smile.
The setting sun cast a soft halo on his body, his black hair was high, and his face was like a crown of jade. When he chuckled lightly, the detached and arrogant temperament on his body instantly disappeared, and the warmth was melted, like a spring moon willow.
Then the smile on his face froze.
"You... why are you looking at me like this?" Xie Xun coughed, and Jiang Shuyao's burning gaze saw him a little flustered.
Jiang Shuyao retracted her gaze from admiring the beauty, and sighed regretfully: "It's okay, let's eat."
She lifted the lid of the large porcelain basin on the table, and a strong savory and spicy taste instantly penetrated into Xie Xun's nostrils.
In the eye is a pot of red and bright prawns. The skin has been deep-fried, the color is bright, and the sauce is poured with red oil. The steam is boiling, and the pot is full.
Jiang Shuyao originally intended to make spicy crayfish, but unfortunately crayfish was only introduced to China in the 19th century. At this time, there were only ordinary shrimp, so she used the method of spicy crayfish to make this big pot of spicy prawns.
Xie Xun looked at this pot of shrimp, thinking about the way Jiang Shuyao taught him to eat shrimp before, he had a headache, so many, it was too troublesome to eat.
Just as he was about to move his chopsticks, he saw a white hand reaching into the basin...
Xie Xun held up his chopsticks and was stunned.
Jiang Shuyao peeled the shrimp in three strokes, and threw it into his mouth, squinting happily.
It's a pity that there is no crayfish, if you can squeeze the crayfish and take a sip of the soup, that's the essence.
After Jiang Shuyao finished eating, he kept grabbing the shrimp, feeling Xie Xun's unbelievable gaze, and looked at him: "Aren't you going to eat it?"
Xie Xun looked at her hand and then at the shrimp: "You grab it with your hand?"
Jiang Shuyao said as a matter of course: "How troublesome to use chopsticks, such a big pot."
She peeled the shrimp while talking. After peeling, she saw Xie Xun was still staring at her. After realizing it, people might not accept it.
"You can just use chopsticks, er... my hands aren't dirty."
Seeing her embarrassed expression, Xie Xun was about to say that he wasn't disgusted, just surprised, but Jiang Shuyao cut off the conversation first, and said quickly, "Don't you think it's troublesome, ask a maid to peel the shrimp for you?"
Xie Xun said quickly, "No."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Shuyao suddenly leaned over and handed a peeled shrimp to him.
Her movements were so sudden that Xie Xun didn't react at all.
He looked down at her hand, his wrists were as white as snow, and his fingers were as pale as green.
The successive mistakes made him a little stunned, and his mind went blank for a moment. Looking at the hand that was holding the shrimp close at hand, he lowered his head subconsciously and took the shrimp with his mouth.
Silence, eerie silence.
Jiang Shuyao expected that he would use chopsticks to pick up the shrimp, or directly dislike it and say I don't want it. It's his behavior that maintains his demeanor and is a little trivial. What's going on with his mouth
Xie Xun didn't think why he lowered his head and bit the shrimp. When he realized what he had done, there was a thud in his head, and his enthusiasm climbed up to the base of his ear, and a blush like a drop of blood quickly appeared.
can't be found by her.
Xie Xun was a little flustered for a while, and he didn't know how to hide it, but before Jiang Shuyao found out that his ears were red, the shrimp in the entrance smelled.
An irritating spicy taste suddenly appeared from the tip of the tongue. He was not prepared, and was choked by the sudden spiciness that made him cough.
His fair face was flushed with cough, his waist was hunched, and even the corners of his eyes were stained with a few smears of carmine, which looked really painful.
"Are you okay?" Jiang Shuyao asked.
Xie Xun shook his head and took a sip of the fruit wine to ease the stinginess.
His face was burning hot, and his behavior just now was so shameful that he didn't know what to do for a while.
Jiang Shuyao didn't care at all. After all, eating spicy food can sometimes cause tears and snot to flow together. There is nothing embarrassing or not embarrassing.
She didn't stop, and said to Xie Xun, "Do you still want to eat?"
Xie Xun nodded calmly, pretending that he was not that fragile yet.
"Then I'll ask the maid to peel the shrimp for you." Jiang Shuyao said.
As soon as she finished speaking, Xie Xun immediately interrupted: "No need."
As if trying to prove something, he quickly reached out and picked up a spicy prawn, and started peeling the shrimp awkwardly.
Jiang Shuyao thought he was a little weird, but she and Xie Xun were not from the same world, so she was too lazy to think about it, and her thinking was not right anyway.
Xie Xun felt that Jiang Shuyao's gaze on him was withdrawn, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
He peeled the shrimp, hesitantly, and slowly put it into his mouth.
This time, it wasn't like my mind flew elsewhere, and I didn't choke on the entrance. I only felt that the shrimp wrapped in the soup was extremely hot, and the tip of my tongue hurt slightly.
The rich fresh and spicy flavor activates all taste buds, salty, spicy, numb, fragrant, all the flavors are set off the umami of shrimp, different from the common light umami, this umami is extremely rich, spicy The sauce is thick as gravy, and the gravy is packed with oil.
After swallowing, the tip of the tongue is still numb and crisp, leaving the unique sweetness of fresh shrimp in the mouth.
He looked up at Jiang Shuyao, she had already peeled off a large plate of shrimp skin swiftly with her hands and feet, her lips were red from the heat, she reluctantly rolled up the wine glass with her ring finger and little finger, and drank it very indecently.
When Xie Xun saw that she was eating happily, he also panicked.
There is still a touch of fresh and spicy taste in the mouth, and the tip of the tongue is slightly numb and slightly painful. The spicy taste is addictive, and the umami is even more memorable.
Xie Xun peeled the shrimp faster and faster, the spicy and delicious taste stimulated a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
I really don't know how Jiang's made such delicious shrimp. The thick sauce penetrates into the shrimp meat, the shrimp body is tender, and the meat is springy. The umami of the prawns is also incorporated into the sauce, and even the chili oil wraps the sweet umami of the prawns.
The sauce was salty and spicy, but it could not hide the umami of the shrimp. Xie Xun took one bite after another, and even came up with the idea of dipping the steamed buns in the brown-red sauce with the umami flavor of the prawns. It must be extremely delicious, even if it was just steamed buns. The food used in the East Palace is much better.
The two of them ate the shrimp quietly, except for the sound of peeling the shrimp, there was only the sound of the cool wind blowing the bamboo leaves outside.
Jiang Shuyao was very happy to eat, and finally stopped when he finally got stomach support and his lips were about to swell.
Xie Xun was quick to get started, and the speed of peeling shrimp was already faster than that of her old hand. The two wiped out the big pot of shrimp completely, without the graceful appearance of a noble lady.
Jiang Shuyao asked people to put away the dishes, and Xie Xun and he washed their hands with acacia several times before they felt that the smell on their hands was gone.
Xie Xun was satisfied with the meal, and was about to go back to the study, but was stopped by Jiang Shuyao: "Do you want to drink lotus root starch?"
"… and also?"
Jiang Shuyao nodded and went back to the table: "Of course, you can't just eat shrimp, lotus root starch is also a staple food, go to remove the oil and suppress the salty taste."
Xie Xun had to praise Jiang Shuyao for being really good at eating.
The prepared lotus root starch is transparent and thick, crystal clear, with a hint of red in the white, sweet in the mouth, soft and slightly glutinous, no need to chew hard, the sweet lotus root powder will slide down the throat, leaving a long sweetness. .
After a meal of spicy and salty meat dishes, I eat a bowl of sweet and mellow lotus root starch, I feel comfortable all over my body, I just feel that the dryness brought by the spicy taste has disappeared in the sweetness.
Xie Xun used two bowls before putting down the bowl reluctantly.
Thinking of having to eat those tasteless and tasteless meals tomorrow, I feel stunned. ,,