As the sun went down, everyone dispersed one after another, and the lively day barely ended.
Jiang Shuyao, Xu Shi and Xie Pei took a carriage back to their home together. The carriage was as quiet as ever, and no one spoke.
Halfway through, the carriage shook suddenly, the wheels were stuck for some reason and could no longer move.
It is not uncommon for the carriage to break down. The three people in the car got off the carriage one by one and waited for the driver to check the wheels.
Xie Xun rode a horse and followed beside the carriage, and when he saw this, he got off his horse and waited with them.
At this time, the scenery was just right, the rays of the sun were burning like fire all over the sky, and there was an occasional breeze blowing by the lake, bringing a burst of refreshing water vapor.
Jiang Shuyao stood by the lake and waited, with a slender figure, forming a beautiful and soft painting with the sunset.
Xie Xunji hung up the golden hairpin and wanted to go forward, but he was timid for some reason.
The Bingtilian golden hairpin in his sleeve was so hot that when Jiang Shuyao turned his head, his eyes met him, and he immediately turned his head away to avoid it.
Jiang Shuyao didn't care about Xie Xun's reaction, and continued to look at the surrounding scenery.
She is looking at the scenery, and there are people looking at her.
Xie Xun struggled, and when he was about to come forward, a handsome and handsome man suddenly came beside Jiang Shuyao, and he opened his mouth and called Jiang Shuyao.
She turned around, and the two of them were talking about something, Jiang Shuyao suddenly smiled.
Xie Xun froze in place, his hands clenched into fists.
Xie Pei came over from the carriage and saw this scene. Thinking of Jiang Shuyao's reputation in the past, he looked at her in shock, and then looked at his third brother: "Third brother, are you watching like this?"
Xie Xun suddenly returned to his senses, but Jiang Shuyao had already finished chatting with the other party. The two should not know each other very well. After saying hello, the man left.
He took back the hairpin box he just took out and strode forward.
Xie Xun always had a cold face, but Jiang Shuyao didn't notice anything wrong.
Looking at the scene just now, no one would feel uncomfortable. Xie Xun stood silently by the side and waited for an explanation, but Jiang Shuyao didn't react at all and was just happy.
Just now that person was the uncle of the Lin family's next room, and he had a good relationship with the Lin family. When he saw Jiang Shuyao, he went up to say hello and exchanged a few words. He mentioned that the Lin family was in a good mood recently. Well done, look at that posture, it seems to have returned to the situation of the second Miss Lin family who shocked all parties when they gathered power.
Jiang Shuyao was most concerned about the Lin family. He was naturally very happy to hear him say that.
Seeing the joy on her face, Xie Xun felt even more uncomfortable. Of course, he believed that Jiang Shuyao was not the kind of woman who messed with flowers, but the past nonsense could not be faked. Who knows if this is one of the wild flowers outside.
His relationship with Jiang Shuyao was wrong from the very beginning. Now husband and wife are not like husband and wife, and friends are not like friends. In the face of the sky, he can only be regarded as hot, and even the name of husband and wife is empty.
His heart was sour and tight, if he would have treated her as soon as she passed the door, he wouldn't have ended up like this.
The carriage was repaired, but Jiang Shuyao didn't even greet him, passed by and walked straight to the carriage.
Xie Xun's heart became more and more sour. He took out the hairpin box and looked at it. He felt that the carvings of the hairpin box were floating and made up the four big characters "self-made and affectionate".
He thought about the appearance of the man just now, tall and handsome, and beautiful and romantic - bad, could he be more handsome than him
Xie Xun's heart rang with alarm bells.
He took back the hairpin box angrily, and suddenly had an epiphany in his confusion. That's right, Mrs. Jiang is not well-versed in literary talent, so she won't admire his literary talent; Xiangyang's uncle's power is not as powerful as that of Xie Guogong's mansion, but it is not much worse, she is a pampered girl in a golden nest, and she will not covet his status; temperament Not to mention, she didn't know his temperament at all before the two got married... So what's left is his appearance
But since she got married, she didn't show the slightest sense of valuing her appearance. In the past, she could make a move of teasing a man and causing people to fall into the water, but she didn't make any waves to herself!
"Snapped!"
The hairpin box fell to the ground, and the golden hairpin hit the wall, making a strong, crisp sound.
Xie Xun didn't wake up early or late, but at this time he realized his intentions, and before he had time to think about it, he was smashed by the reality of the epiphany.
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Jiang Shuyao was overjoyed after hearing the uncle in the next room talking about Lin's enthusiasm for business, and wished he could immediately pour out all the recipes he could think of, and go into the kitchen to cook as soon as he returned to the courtyard.
Although Jiang Shuyao was reminded that she didn't have to deliberately choose low-cost ingredients for cooking, she was still obsessed with making full use of ingredients.
For example, pigs, people usually eat pork, but in fact pigs are full of treasures. In addition to the common pig's trotters, there are also pigs such as fat intestines and waist flowers that can also make delicious dishes. If it is more vigorous, the brain flower can also be roasted and eaten, sprinkled with seasoning chopped green onion, it is spicy and fresh, soft and tender, and it melts in the mouth.
Xie Xun was gloomy in his heart. After following the carriage back to the house, he did not immediately return to Ting Zhuyuan, but circled around the outer courtyard.
No matter how distracted he was, he couldn't solve his troubles. His heart was a mess, with mixed feelings, and he couldn't figure out what to do. In the end, he dawdled back to Tingzhuyuan.
As soon as you step into the hospital, the aroma of the hospital is full.
The more he did, the more distressed he felt. The beauty and warmth that was never carefully savoured in the past, it is only when it comes to worrying about gains and losses that it feels extremely precious.
He habitually smelled the smell and walked to the small kitchen, and stopped suddenly when he reached the door.
When he didn't clear his mind, he always felt that he didn't have the guts to see Jiang Shuyao.
The little orange cat squatting outside the door was suddenly blocked from the light by the behemoth, looked up at Xie Xun, and let out a threatening "meow".
Xie Xun squatted down, nodded the kitten's head, and sighed, "Don't you dare to see her?"
"Meow~"
"What should I do, I can't figure it out, I feel bitter pantothenic acid in my heart, and I understand that I really deserve to be like this while worrying about gains and losses."
"Meow!" Sick Twolegs!
The little orange cat ran away in a hurry.
Jiang Shuyao came out of the small kitchen and was startled when he saw Xie Xun squatting at the door: "What are you doing!"
Xie Xun stood up to make way for her, and Jiang Shuyao left without saying a word.
Looking at her back, Xie Xun suddenly thought of Xie Pei's shocked and angry look when he saw Jiang Shuyao talking to the man, as if he should be angry with Jiang Shuyao.
Should he be angry
It stands to reason that this is the case, no matter whether Jiang shi has feelings for him or not, he is the wife he is marrying.
Xie Xun smelled the aroma of the food, uh, put it aside beforehand if you get angry, it's more important to eat, isn't it
He chased after him, and the maid had already set the meal.
Jiang Shuyao was cooking cooking, which wasn't very suitable for dinner, but Xie Xun was used to her cooking habit of thinking about what she did.
"What is this?" He asked suspiciously, looking at the ingredients on the plate.
Jiang Shuyao introduced: "The waist flower, stir-fry the waist flower."
As the name suggests, the pork loin is really like a flower after being sliced. It is fried together with fungus, green onion and bamboo shoots. It is hooked with a layer of chili oil, and the color is bright red.
"Try how it tastes. I think you can't just fry the pork. You have to use other parts of the pig, so as not to waste it."
Xie Xun picked up a piece of waist flower, the surface was tender, but not very soft, and the waist flower had a thick tenacity.
The waist flower just out of the pot is still a little hot. When you enter the mouth, you can taste the fragrant and slightly spicy sauce on the surface. The waist flower tastes fresh and tender, with a slightly crunchy chewy texture. The taste is mellow, smooth and not greasy.
She handled the ingredients very well. The pork loin itself has no shyness, only a mellow fragrance, which is a unique taste of pork loin. After swallowing, the mellow aroma of the meat and vegetables is still there, which is very delicious.
Xie Xun ate a few mouthfuls of white rice, and then picked a few mouthfuls of side dishes to eat. Even the fungus and bamboo shoots were dyed with the unique meat aroma, wrapped in a thin gravy, and even the white rice looked delicious and delicious. .
"It's delicious." Xie Xun's evaluation became more and more simple and crude. In the past, he would taste the taste carefully. Since he went to the restaurant and saw those people snoring and eating wildly, he understood that deliciousness is deliciousness. It's that simple and straightforward.
When the words fell, Bai Zhi brought another plate of dishes. Xie Xun thought that he had fried another plate of waist flowers. When he was about to add another bowl of white rice, he looked at the plate and found that there were several bamboo skewers on the plate.
In ancient times, firewood was used for cooking, and it was very convenient to grill skewers.
Jiang Shuyao cuts the chicken gizzards into pieces, marinates them, skewers them with bamboo skewers, grills them on a firewood, brushes with oil while grilling, and when the chicken gizzards absorb oil, sprinkle with cumin, pepper, chili noodles, etc. , and then roast it on a low fire, and you can take it away after the dry ingredients are fragrant.
The skewer is worthy of being a skewer, the aroma is domineering, and the stir-fry is instantly reduced to a foil.
The surface of the chicken gizzard is covered with cumin pepper, which is a maroon color. The surface is sprinkled with sesame and chopped green onion. The heat is not dissipated.
Of course, the skewers should be hot. Jiang Shuyao picked up a bamboo stick and swung it horizontally in front of his mouth, biting the chicken gizzard with his teeth and pulling it hard, wrapping the salty, fragrant and spicy chicken gizzard into his mouth.
As early as the Shang and Zhou dynasties, the cooking technique of roasting has been very common, but whether it is roast pork, roast suckling pig or roast goose and duck, they all pay attention to roasting as a whole, focusing on highlighting the freshness of the ingredients.
Barbecue is different, more of it is cool, the ingredients should be grilled vigorously, the fat meat should be grilled out of oil, the oil-free ones should be brushed with oil and grilled, the seasoning should be sufficient, and the layers of dry ingredients should be full. Sprinkle on skewers. If it is a barbecue in the north, you have to brush a thick layer of sauce until all the aroma of the sauce is baked into the ingredients.
Just like the current roasted chicken gizzards, even the gaps between the chicken gizzards are covered with a layer of seasoning.
Xie Xun imitated Jiang Shuyao's posture and put the bamboo stick in front of his mouth. He bit the chicken gizzard and pulled it. The chili powder on the surface of the chicken gizzard immediately awakened the taste buds. The spicy taste spread from the tip of the tongue all the way, and instantly overflowed in the mouth.
The waist flower stands out for its freshness and smoothness, and the chicken gizzard is more chewy.
This small piece of chicken gizzard is extremely chewy, with a thick texture. The meaty aroma of the chicken gizzard is accompanied by the more chewy spices, and the edges are a little overcooked, but the texture is not old at all, crispy and tough, and the chew is very addictive.
Xie Xun ate several pieces in one go and still felt unsatisfied. He bit the last chicken gizzard and dragged it from tail to head until all the seasonings on the bamboo skewers were pulled clean with the chicken gizzard. The last chicken gizzard is accompanied by the strong seasoning taste left on the bamboo skewer. Although the taste is a bit heavy, it is not a waste of the deliciousness of the skewers.
When Xie Xun's hand was about to reach the next string, Jiang Shuyao suddenly said, "I don't know if others can accept it." Xie Xun's eating mama is an advantage, but it is a disadvantage when it comes to testing dishes.
She beckoned to call for Bai Zhi: "Give half of the waist flower to the big room, and let the big lady try some skewers. It's a bit spicy, if she can't accept it, don't force it."
After she finished speaking, she muttered to herself in distress: "I still don't have enough acquaintances, and I can't find anyone who tried the dishes."
Xie Xun sat opposite her, and his whole body was petrified. The melancholy and distress that had been suppressed just now came back up again, and it was unbearably sour.
He lowered his eyes in loneliness, has he been reduced to such a point
It's just that the appearance doesn't attract her, and it's not the only thing to try dishes.