When Xie Xun returned to Tingzhuyuan, Jiang Shuyao was looking for him everywhere, and when he saw him coming back refreshed, he frowned: "Where have you been?"
Xie Xun stopped his steps and said vaguely: "I went to the yard for a while."
"So coincidentally?"
Xie Xun looked away, lowered his thick eyelashes, and nodded stiffly.
Although Jiang Shuyao often complained that he was a coffin face, after spending time with him, he could gradually see some emotions on his face.
For example, now, the face is still cold and calm, but in fact, there is a guilty conscience.
What does he have a guilty conscience about facing himself? Jiang Shuyao couldn't figure it out.
"I've got my lunch ready for tomorrow, come with me."
Xie Xun was stared at by her, and almost explained where he was going. Hearing her sudden change of words, he was relieved to himself, and quickly followed her obediently.
It was not easy to find a craftsman in ancient times. Fortunately, Jiang Shuyao was rich, so he found someone to make a new type of lunch box in less than a day.
The lunch box is made of two layers of wooden boxes of different sizes, with space left in the middle layer, and a layer of skin is inlaid with iron sheets to prevent water leakage. The lid has several ventilation holes for heat dissipation. The production of the entire lunch box imitates the modern self-heating lunch box. The heating pack is made of coke powder, quicklime and salt. The cost is not high, just a clever idea.
She opened the lunch box, took out the upper layer, pointed to the heat pack and said to Xie Xun, "I put this heat pack here, don't move it casually, don't touch it with your hands, you know?" Worry about stuffing everything in your mouth.
Xie Xun nodded and asked, "What is this?"
Jiang Shuyao couldn't explain the chemical principle to him, but just said: "This thing will heat up when it encounters water. Remember to add cold water. Do you see this line? Just add the cold water, and don't exceed it. After adding the cold water, it's fine. Afterwards, put the smaller box back, and then close the lid, don't touch the holes."
After Jiang Shuyao finished speaking, you were worried and asked Xie Xun to repeat it.
Xie Xun's memory was suspected for the first time in his life, but he repeated it word for word.
Jiang Shuyao was satisfied, and finally instructed: "I will put your lunch in this small box. After you close the lid, touch it and wait for about six or seven minutes... Uh, half a minute, you can open it and eat it."
It was the first time Xie Xun saw such a magical lunch box, and he was nervous even thinking about having lunch tomorrow, and couldn't wait to try it.
Looking around the lunch box a few more times, he suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly asked: "Do you have money from the public for doing this?"
Jiang Shuyao didn't care much about money: "No."
Xie Xun was stunned. He didn't expect that all the money she paid for eating with her these days!
He thought that opening a small kitchen was equivalent to crossing the road to a big house, and that all the money was paid for by the public.
Jiang Shuyao is very wealthy, no one in Beijing does not know about it. A few days ago, she almost bought out the cloth house with a big wave of her hand. Xie Xun was still worried, for fear that she would owe her money. Later, all the men's cloth that she bought were sent to Xiangyang Bo. Now, Xie Xun was relieved.
He said to Jiang Shuyao, "Wait for me." Then he ran away in a hurry, and ran over with a small wooden box after a while.
He put the wooden box on the table, opened the lock, and took out a thick stack of silver notes: "This is my savings for many years, this is the title deed—"
Jiang Shuyao hurriedly stopped him: "Hey, hey, wait, what are you doing with this?"
Xie Xun also noticed that something was over, and coughed: "I just want to say that I have enough savings to repay the debt."
He took out the silver note and put it in front of Jiang Shuyao, and said, "Although my salary is not high now, the monthly silver taels can be used for daily food purchases." As he said, he took off his purse and put it on the table. This extra silver note is my mortgage in advance. Besides, you spend energy on cooking, and you can't measure it by price alone."
Jiang Shuyao glanced at the face value of the banknote, and was quite helpless: "This is too much, are you planning to settle this life?"
Jiang Shuyao's meaning of course meant "determine the meal in this life", but Xie Xun understood it to mean something else, and was suddenly stunned, even stuttering: "No, that's not what you mean."
Jiang Shuyao didn't follow his thoughts at all, just took his purse and weighed it a few times: "That's it, it's far enough, I don't use any delicacies from the mountains and seas for cooking on weekdays."
Xie Xun was still in a trance because of Jiang Shuyao's rant just now. He didn't say much. Hearing that, he just nodded: "Then I will hand over the silver taels to you regularly."
"Okay." Jiang Shuyao didn't refuse.
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In the early morning of the next day, Xie Xun got up early to eat, and had already packed up before the sky was full.
When Jiang Shuyao got up to eat, prepared breakfast for him, and called someone to send it to the study, he pretended that he had just finished packing and was just about to go to the value.
Not far from the house, he met Lin Cheng, who was eating cakes on a horse.
When Lin Cheng saw him, he leaned his horse over and pointed to the lunch box he was hanging immediately: "Look at Bo Yuan, I also brought lunch today."
Xie Xun nodded.
"When I went back, I told the cook in the house about the kind of food you brought, and after a little thought, they made a similar one." Lin Cheng was triumphant, "But the sour and spicy food you brought yesterday, they have it. I've never heard of it, hey, it's really delicious to use as a soup base."
Xie Xun lifted his eyelids to look at him indifferently, and said that he shared jelly with him yesterday, and he agreed to pick only one chopstick, but he ended up taking half a bowl with one chopstick.
Lin Cheng was still chattering: "Yesterday they all said that the fried food you brought was delicious, which reminds me, I also brought a few fried crispy fish today, and I am hungry as a snack to satisfy my cravings." After he finished speaking, look To Xie Xun's lunch box, "What about you, what did you bring?"
Xie Xun just said: "It's just an ordinary meal."
Lin Cheng foolishly believed it.
When it was time for dinner, everyone got up from the table one after another, and walked towards the dining hall while chatting about affairs.
Lin Cheng took the meat soup and side dishes and complained, "Why is it warm every day, when can I have a hot meal at noon!"
Xie Xun didn't talk to him, just said to him, "You don't need to pick it up for me."
"It's not good, you have to eat something, or you'll be hungry in the afternoon."
Xie Xun was a little embarrassed: "I brought food."
Lin Cheng is still persuading: "Warm is better than cool."
Although Xie Xun believed in the method Jiang Shuyao said to make the food hotter, but he had never tried it, Xie Xun was still a little apprehensive: "It should be hot."
"Huh?" Lin Cheng still had the fried crispy fish in his mouth, and stared at him with wide eyes, "The food you brought in the morning will be cold no matter how hot it is."
Xie Xun took out the wooden box Jiang Shuyao made for him from the lunch box, followed her instructions, poured in cold water, closed the lid and waited for the meal to be hot.
Lin Cheng was dazzled by the movement, and he was amazed: "Bo Yuan, what are you doing, conjuring tricks?"
His original intention was to make fun of Xie Xun, but he didn't want the quiet wooden box to make a squeaking sound, and the small hole above was emitting continuous heat, and the whole room looked towards him.
As the rice was heated, the aroma gradually overflowed. Colleagues who had been accustomed to warm and bland dishes for many days smelled the aroma of the hot rice, and they put down their chopsticks and gathered around.
Xie Xun didn't show it on his face, but his heart "squeaked".
When it was almost time, Xie Xun lifted the lid.
The thick steam mixed with the aroma of the rice rose up, and when the mist dissipated, everyone could see the food in his lunch box.
The lunch box is square. There is a wooden board on the right that divides the box into two. The left side is filled with crystal clear rice, and a spoonful of thick fish-flavored shredded pork is poured on it. The color is brown and red. The fungus shreds are mixed together, the color is rich, and the sauce is thick.
On the right was a few small pieces of bright jujube red meat. Everyone couldn't tell what it was, but Xie Xun knew it. This should be the braised pig's trotters chopped by Jiang Shuyao, the size is just right for one bite, put it in the mouth and slowly deboning and spit out, it will not be too ugly to eat.
The fish-flavored shredded pork rice has a domineering taste after heating, salty, fresh, sour and sweet, and it feels appetizing just by smelling it.
Looking at the gorgon juice soaked into the white rice, the plump rice is dipped in the glossy brown-red soup, which sells very well.
Xie Xun picked up the chopsticks, and everyone's eyes fell on the tip of his chopsticks.
He mixed the rice dipped in the gravy sauce a little, picked up the hot rice mixed with the fish-flavored shredded pork and put it into his mouth. Sweet and sour fish aroma, and the salty taste of fish-flavored shredded pork is also neutralized.
There is a slight spiciness in the sweet and sour taste, but the spiciness is only an auxiliary, it will not be as stimulating as the ordinary spicy taste, but only stimulate the salty aroma in the sweet and sour taste. After chewing and swallowing, the mouth is full of rich sweet and sour flavors.
Lin Cheng was so greedy and embarrassed to go to other people's jobs, he could only stare at him.
Xie Xun was extremely uncomfortable being stared at by them, and he was entangled in every possible way. He chose chopsticks for each of them and put them in the bowl, and gave a piece of pig's trotter to each of them.
First, they couldn't wait to eat the fish-flavored shredded pork rice bowl, and regretted it as soon as they entered the mouth. This salty taste would only make the vegetarian soup they were still holding even more bland, as if they had swallowed it before they could chew it. After eating rice, only the sweet and sour taste is left in the mouth.
Seeing that the children are greedy, everyone has already started to talk to the eunuch to discuss improving the lunch. It was fine when they were used to eating before. Now looking at Xie Xun's steaming, salty and delicious lunch, who can bear it
While thinking about it, they put the braised pig's trotters into their mouths.
This is actually an ingredient that has never been eaten before. The place where the bones are connected is lean meat, and the remaining thick layer is the essence. It is soft but not rotten, fat but not greasy. The mellow and rich meat aroma, the more you taste, the more fragrant, the more you chew, the more mellow.
The braised pig's trotters were marinated so deliciously that even the bones were soaked in marinated flavours. After eating the meat wrapped around the bones, everyone rolled the bones on the tip of their tongues and then spit them out with their sleeves.
The sweet and sour fish flavor in the mouth just now was replaced by the lo-mei, which is spicy and fresh, with a slight sweetness and freshness of Chinese herbal medicines, rich in layers, and the fragrance lingers for a long time.
They turned their attention to Xie Xun, and some of them had already begun to plan to find out where the top chefs in his house had been dug, and they had such skills. As for what Xie Xun mentioned, these things were prepared by his wife. No one in the house believed them. Jiang Shuyao's reputation for being sloppy was like thunder.
Some were still reminiscing about the pig's trotters and asked, "Bo Yuan, what ingredients are these made of?"
Xie Xun swallowed the food in his mouth and spit out two words very plainly: "pig trotters."
They were ready to hear the name of some kind of rare mountain treasure, and suddenly they heard the pig's trotters, and everyone was dumbfounded.
Some of them changed their faces, didn't know what picture they came up with, and hurriedly drank water and rinsed their mouths; I also let the cook in the house do it, I don't know if I will be scolded by my parents...
Xie Xun didn't care what they thought, he ate the rice with big mouthfuls, humming in his heart, some people are not worthy of the food made by Jiang's.
He finished the rice bowl in a hurry, even scraping the gravy.
This can be considered to live up to the food and Jiang's intentions. ,,