After Xie Xun returned to the mansion, he didn't stay for a while before he left the mansion to have a drink with his friends, and didn't come back until it was dark.
He was upset, he drank a little more, and he smelled of alcohol all over his body. When I returned to the courtyard, I called someone to fetch water to take a bath, my body was refreshed a lot, and the alcohol smell dissipated.
Today, he only focused on drinking and didn't eat much, and now he felt empty in his stomach.
It was still a little chilly in the night of late spring, the water vapor on my body met the wind, and my whole body was awake.
Xie Xun didn't call the servants, and walked out of the courtyard with the lantern, thinking that if there was still soup in the big kitchen, he would take a bowl to cushion his stomach.
As soon as he walked to the gate of the Moon Cave, he bumped into Jiang Shuyao.
His hair was loosely tied, and his body was covered with a thin layer of water vapor. His expression was not as rigid as usual, and his eyes were soft, like a cat that had just woken up.
It was rare for Jiang Shuyao to see him like this, the embarrassment in his heart was forgotten, and he said with a smile, "Drinking?"
Xie Xun's reaction was a little blunt, he blinked and nodded "yes" slowly.
Jiang Shuyao inexplicably liked him who was a little confused like this, and his heart softened, and said, "Can you drink the hangover soup?"
Xie Xun shook his head, as if shaking his head was uncomfortable, his brows furrowed: "Never."
Jiang Shuyao took the lantern in his hand: "I'll mix some honey water for you, it will make your stomach feel better."
After all, he led Xie Xun to the east wing, went to the room to get a honey jar, and mixed a cup of warm honey water for Xie Xun.
The candlelight was soft, and the room was quiet, not even a maid was seen. Xie Xun took the honey water and took a sip, feeling a lot more comfortable in his stomach, and asked, "Where's the maid in your house?"
"I go to bed late, and they can't make it. And they are not like me. They have to get up early to work during the day. They are also a group of little girls. Not getting enough sleep is not good for the body." Jiang Shuyao turned and asked, "How about you, why do you keep soaking There are no servants with a glass of honey water."
Xie Xun finished drinking the honey water, put down the cup, and said, "I like to be quiet, and I don't want to call someone to serve me at night."
"We are quite similar in this respect." After Jiang Shuyao finished speaking, Xie Xun didn't answer, and the room fell into a strange silence.
Xie Xun sat there after drinking the honey water. He lowered his eyes, and his long and thick eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes. Sitting quietly seemed a little fragile. Only then did Jiang Shuyao realize that he was somewhat similar to his little nephew Xie Yao.
She wanted to tell him to get out after drinking, but she hesitated inexplicably when she saw him, and asked, "Where were you going just now?"
Xie Xun came back to his senses, speaking a lot slower than usual, and replied, "I'm a little hungry, I want to go to the big kitchen to find something to eat."
"Oh." Jiang Shuyao nodded, and the two fell silent again.
After Xie Xun answered, it took a while for him to feel that he should leave. He stood up obediently, picked up the lantern and prepared to leave.
He was wearing a loose thin shirt, and his back looked a little thin. Jiang Shuyao stared at him as he walked over the threshold, and suddenly stopped him: "There should be no food in the big kitchen now, why don't I make something light for you?" I just plan to go to the small kitchen to have some late-night snacks. I do it for one person, and I do it for two people.
Xie Xun was stunned for a moment, turned to look at her, and suddenly burst into a rather childish smile: "Okay." He rarely put all his emotions on his face, so he looked like a seventeen or eighteen boy .
Jiang Shuyao got up and went to the small kitchen, Xie Xun'an quietly followed, holding a lantern for her to shine beside her.
There are still a lot of wontons made in the evening, neatly coded on the chopping board, looking exquisite and lovely. Jiang Shuyao didn't eat much in the evening. He originally planned to order a small bowl, and leave the rest for breakfast tomorrow morning. Now that he has Xie Xun, it is estimated that he can't keep breakfast.
When Xie Xun saw the wonton, his clear eyes were shining: "What is this?"
"Wonton." Jiang Shuyao replied, the firewood under the stove was not extinguished, but when it was pulled gently, the fire ignited. She set up the pot and brought the bone broth to a boil.
Xie Xun still had alcohol in his mind, and he was different from his usual taciturn appearance. He talked more and asked, "Do you like cooking very much?"
Jiang Shuyao waited boredly for the soup to open, and said to him, "Yes. I have liked to fiddle with food since I was a child. Every time I cook, I feel calm and peaceful in my heart, and I will be very happy to see others like my cooking."
"Every girl pays attention to not touching her ten fingers, but you are a different kind."
Neither the original owner nor herself can be considered a girl, she said: "I want to be happy when I cook. I enjoy cooking, and I like to share the food I make with others. When the other person eats happily, I am also happy. Life is alive, If you don't want to be at ease, please be happy."
Xie Xun nodded: "Your craftsmanship is very good, no one will dislike the food you make."
Jiang Shuyao's eyes widened slightly when he heard the words, but he never thought that Xie Xun would have such a sweet mouth.
It seems not only a bit like the little nephew Xie Yao, but also a bit like Xie Zhao, who is sweet and sticky.
She asked, "So you like it too?"
Xie Xun replied without hesitation: "Of course. I'm used to the food you cook, and I can't eat much in the noon duty room."
Jiang Shuyao didn't expect that he could get such a high price, and asked him why.
Xie Xun began to complain that the food in the East Palace was bland, the food was cold and the soup was cold, and there was no new idea...
Jiang Shuyao laughed when she heard it. She was really curious about how Xie Xunjiu would wake up tomorrow morning. She probably wanted to burrow into the ground.
When the soup boiled, she picked up the chopping board and counted the wontons.
Seeing this, Xie Xun said, "Put it all down into the soup, I can finish it."
"It's not good to eat too much at night, you can't sleep."
Xie Xun glanced at the wontons and said rather aggrieved: "I can't eat enough, I'm just barely full."
Well, he's always been a big eater.
Jiang Shuyao took a sea bowl, put in the seaweed and shrimp skin, and scooped a spoonful of hot soup. The seaweed was soaked, and the umami tasted instantly.
Likewise, prepare a bowl of soup for yourself in a small bowl.
After the wontons were cooked, after scooping seven or eight for his own small bowl, he scooped the rest to Xie Xun.
Sprinkle chopped green onion, a small amount of salt and white pepper, and finally drop a drop or two of sesame oil, and the fragrant and piping hot shrimp wontons are ready.
Xie Xun grabbed the spoon first and put it in the bowls of the two of them. He smelled the rich umami taste, and couldn't wait to pick up the bowl and go to the east wing.
He was tall and had long legs and walked fast in front of him. Jiang Shuyao trotted to keep up. Seeing his appearance, he couldn't stop laughing and pursing his lips.
Xie Xun put down the bowl, pushed the small bowl to Jiang Shuyao's side, held his big bowl and blew.
The soup base is clear, with dried shrimp skin and seaweed floating on the surface, with a touch of oil floating on the surface, and the emerald green chives are embellished, which makes people appetite.
He scooped up a piece of wonton. The skin of the wonton was very thin. After cooking, it was crystal clear. It softly wrapped the filling inside, and the tender red meat filling was faintly visible.
Jiang Shuyao sat down opposite him, and was hooked by him, and said, "Let's eat."
Before he finished speaking, he planned to remind him to be careful, but Xie Xun had already put the wonton in his mouth.
Even with the scalding hot in the porcelain spoon, his complexion changed as soon as he entered it. He was used to the rules and kept his mouth tightly closed and didn't open his breath until he had endured the pain before he began to chew.
The filling of wonton is made of fat and thin pork and fresh shrimp.
The fresh shrimp fully inspired the umami of the meat filling, the skin is thin and the filling is tender, and the soup is clear and delicious. Except for the word "fresh", other descriptions are superfluous.
Jiang Shuyao asked, "How?"
Xie Xun nodded, and without further ado, he answered his eagerness to eat.
One bite or two, the delicious juice splashes in the mouth, the more you chew, the fresher it becomes.
The seaweed and dried shrimps floating in the soup also became side dishes, which made a bowl of wontons taste rich.
After taking a gulp of the refreshing and delicious soup base, the stomach felt warm. Xie Xun felt the warm ironing instantly when he was tugging at the uncomfortable stomach due to drinking.
He didn't speak, buried himself in the food, and ate quickly but quietly, without making any noise.
If Jiang Shuyao didn't pay attention, half of his bowl went down.
Just now I was worried that he was eating enough, but now I start to wonder if he is eating enough.
Jiang Shuyao enjoyed seeing other people's food made by himself, and his appetite increased, and he felt that the wontons were a bit more delicious than usual.
After eating, the whole body is stretched.
Jiang Shuyao put down the porcelain spoon, wiped his mouth, and propped his head up to watch Xie Xun eat.
It looks good and eats deliciously. It’s not bad for such a person to be fed every day.
She watched with satisfaction as Xie Xun ate the ravioli from the empty bowl, not even letting go of the soup base, and put down the spoon until she drank the last mouthful of clear soup.
The uncomfortable stomach was relieved, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on my body. The fatigue of the day was all melted in a bowl of hot wontons. Xie Xun stretched his brows and praised sincerely: "If you were not born in the uncle's mansion, I am afraid that you can make a fortune by relying on this craftsmanship."
Jiang Shuyao was once again amused by him, and said, "You will regret it when you wake up tomorrow."
Xie Xun didn't quite understand what she meant, and didn't know how to answer.
His eyes fell into the empty bowl, and he sighed, "If only I could eat it every day in the future."
"That's not the case. If you eat too much, you will always get tired."
"No. Even if you eat it every day, it's better than the food on duty."
It seems that there is a lot of resentment towards the big pot of rice. Jiang Shuyao looked at him very well tonight, and today he was involved in the embarrassing incident made by the original owner, but he did not question him, so he felt a little bit of guilt for him, and after thinking about it, he said: " I think there is a way to make some food, you can bring it to a good value, and you can take it out at noon to eat." The usual mansion is convenient, after all, the East Palace is in the palace, and it is impossible to deliver meals, so you can only bring meals.
Xie Xun was a little surprised when he heard the words, and then his surprise turned into a bright smile. He smiled with a row of white teeth, his eyes were crescent-shaped, and there were actually a pair of looming small pear eddies on his cheeks.
He said: "So it's settled, but you can't renege on the debt!"
Seeing him like this, Jiang Shuyao was inexplicably poked and laughed, covering his face and laughing non-stop. ,,