Ancient Foodie Survival Guide

Chapter 81

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Jiang Shuyao left the palace gate, and Xie Xun had been waiting here for a while.

The setting sun gradually fell, the sky was dyed red, with a strip of gold at the bottom, and the golden rays of light bloomed so much that people couldn't open their eyes.

Xie Xun was tall and tall, wearing a bright official uniform, standing not far from the palace gate, very conspicuous.

Jiang Shuyao's heart was filled with unexplained joy, carrying her skirt and running towards him.

If Xie Xun felt something, he turned around and saw Jiang Shuyao running towards him.

He didn't expect her to run towards him, and subconsciously stretched out his arm to catch her, fearing that she would fall, but thinking that this was in front of the palace gate, he quickly lowered his arm.

Jiang Shuyao ran in front of him and stopped, gasping for breath, "How long did you wait?"

"Not long." Xie Xun blurted out, "It won't be long." It would be nice to wait for her in the sunset every day. When he turned around and saw her running towards him, the taste of waiting became wonderful. stand up.

Jiang Shuyao didn't understand this sentence, so he tugged at the cuff of his official uniform and said, "Let's go."

Xie Xun nodded, and the two walked forward side by side.

"What are you doing after staying in the palace for so long today?"

"After chatting for a while, I made a bet and cooked a dish for the imperial concubine."

"Oh?" Xie Xun looked down at her, "Are you still cooking in the palace?"

Jiang Shuyao explained the ins and outs, and finally asked, "Do you think the imperial concubine has eaten?"

Xie Xun pursed his lips and raised the corners of his mouth. Seeing her smug look again, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Of course, not only did I eat it, but it was also delicious, right?"

"Huh?" Jiang Shuyao said, "How do you know?" She tried her best to describe the process as very nervous.

He took it for granted: "Because you did it."

Jiang Shuyao was a little embarrassed by what he said, and bumped into him: "What?"

It's been a while since the next time, and there are not many people in front of the palace, most of them are officials with gray beards who are very late.

It was dazzling for the two to walk side by side, but Xie Xun didn't want to waste the good opportunity of walking together, so he quietly moved his hand towards Jiang Shuyao.

The official uniform is quite broad and bright, blending with Jiang Shuyao's light lotus red soft satin, and the wide cuffs overlap and collide.

Jiang Shuyao didn't know why, and was about to move his arm away when Xie Xun suddenly grabbed his hand.

She looked up at Xie Xun in surprise, Xie Xun clenched his left hand and cleared his throat against the tip of his nose: "It's covered by the sleeves."

Is this the point? !

Jiang Shuyao was speechless.

After Xie Xun finished speaking, he turned left and right to look around, and he was relieved to confirm that no officials were looking at the place where they were holding hands.

After holding hands, Xie Xun's footsteps were much more brisk, but he felt that the road was too short, and he walked to the carriage before taking a few steps.

Xie Xun helped Jiang Shuyao onto the carriage, followed her in and sat down beside her.

After getting on the carriage, Jiang Shuyao felt a little dizzy, so he opened the wooden box containing the pastries, and randomly picked a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth

Xie Xun asked, "Hungry?"

Jiang Shuyao nodded: "Lunch is used in the imperial concubine's palace. It's not very tasty, and there is no refreshment in the afternoon."

After eating a few cakes, the dizziness subsided, Xie Xun brought her a cup of hot tea, and she took it and poured it.

The stomach was much more comfortable, Jiang Shuyao sighed, "It's still more comfortable at home."

Xie Xun took out a handkerchief and wiped the cake from the corner of her mouth: "That's natural."

After wiping it twice, I felt something was wrong: "What is stuck on the corner of your mouth, why is it red."

He was very nervous when he saw the color on the handkerchief, it looked like blood but not like blood. Maybe the corner of his mouth was hurt.

Seeing his nervous expression, Jiang Shuyao froze for a moment: "What?"

She raised her hand to touch the corner of her mouth, and when she saw the blush on her fingers, she understood at once: "...This is mouth fat."

Xie Xun's nervous expression froze, he folded his handkerchief silently, and put it back on his cuff: "Your mouth fat has never been so bright in the past."

"Of course, this is for the concubine's concubine." The lip balm she used on weekdays was a light pink lip balm, but the lip balm that Lin Guifei gave her was an exceptionally rich red. Xie Xun has never been in contact with these things, and it is even more impossible to stare at a woman's lips every day to see the difference. Although it is a bit silly to make a joke, it is normal.

She approached Xie Xun and asked, "Didn't you notice that my lips are particularly red today?"

Looking at each other, the atmosphere suddenly became a little quiet.

Xie Xun looked at her rosy and plump lips, blinked, and suddenly realized: "That's the case, I'll just say why today is different."

Jiang Shuyao was trying to tease her, but it didn't work at all, she felt bored, and leaned back against the wall of the car.

Xie Xun surreptitiously moved his eyes over to her lips, and thought about it carefully. While feeling the magic, he distinguished the difference between this redness and the redness of her lips after eating chili peppers.

It seems to be moister, brighter, and fuller.

Jiang Shuyao felt his eyes fall on his mouth, thinking he was going to do something, and was a little uneasy, but when he looked at his face, it was a person who had no distractions and studied hard.

She hummed silently in her heart and turned over to face the car wall.

After arriving at Duke Xie's mansion, Jiang Shuyao jumped off the carriage and walked into the mansion without paying any attention to Xie Xun.

Xie Xun was confused and followed her to the courtyard, thinking about what happened.

When Jiang Shuyao returned to the courtyard, the first thing she did was to rush to the kitchen to find something to eat.

She swept around the kitchen, and saw at a glance the sesame biscuits covered in the shade.

A few days ago, she and Lin were discussing to open a breakfast restaurant in various parts of the capital. But there are more things to sell, and the production time is shorter, so Jiang Shuyao began to think about all kinds of biscuits.

Strictly speaking, dried plums and biscuits are not breakfast, they are all like a late-night snack to her. When it comes to biscuits with dried plums and vegetables, one thinks of street food carts, with wobbly light bulbs hanging on the roof, casting a warm orange light, and the oil and gas of the fried sesame cakes rise, giving off a plump and salty aroma. , just by smelling the smell, I felt that the choice to come out to look for a late night snack was the right one.

The dried plum biscuits were made very thin and looked unremarkable. There were neither sesame seeds on the surface nor the circles of lines on the crust of the puff pastry. Only when you took a bite would you know how good it was. The stuffing in the biscuits is naturally minced prunes and minced pork. It is directly fried in the pan without oil. After the minced fat in the biscuits is heated, the oil gradually overflows, and the rich oil soaks the cake skin, making the surface of the sesame cakes golden and crispy. .

The shell of the biscuits gradually expands, and a cavity is bulged, which is very high and round and looks very cute. When you touch it with chopsticks after frying, you can clearly feel that the outer layer of thin skin becomes hard and crunchy.

Xie Xun quietly probed outside the small kitchen to observe, originally thinking about what he had done wrong, but when he smelled the fragrance, he came in bravely.

He looked at the dried plum biscuits in the pot, swallowed his saliva gently, and asked with a little sympathy, "Do you want to drink porridge? I'll ask the maid to bring it to the big kitchen."

Jiang Shuyao looked back at him, always feeling that this sullen look was no different from Xie Yao, so he held back his smile and said, "Go, the white rice porridge of the elements."

Xie Xun got the order and went out of the small kitchen to instruct the maid.

Because Xie Xun was also there, Jiang Shuyao fry two more sesame cakes, put the sesame cakes out of the pan and put them on a plate, tugged on a few pieces of oil paper, and finished dinner like this.

The maid had neat legs and feet, Jiang Shuyao and Xie Xun had just sat down on the table when they brought the white rice porridge.

Xie Xun was still in a state of anxiety, and only dared to eat ice after Jiang Shuyao moved his chopsticks.

Plum biscuits, or any biscuits, are not enjoyable enough to eat with chopsticks. It is best to hold the biscuits in your mouth and bite them down.

The skin of the biscuits with dried plums and vegetables is extremely thin, and it is hard to hold, but it is extremely crispy when eaten. ' sounded.

There is only a thin layer of dried plums and minced pork in the cake, not too much, too much will make it salty and greasy. The minced fatty pork is extremely fat, and when fried, it comes out of oil and water, and it blends with the dried plums and vegetables. At first glance, it is brown, green, brown and green, sometimes dotted with red and white minced meat, very plain and light.

With a pinch, the crispy crust is squeezed in the middle, and the transparent juice with the oil flower is sizzling out. It is not clear whether it is the oil and water that has been fried with fat or the salty and fresh juice absorbed by the dried plums and vegetables after they are soaked.

Against the backdrop of dried plum vegetables, the minced fatty meat also looks fine and lovely, shiny and not greasy at all. Xie Xun squeezed the cake, put it into his mouth, and bit it down, only then did he realize the beauty of Meigancai biscuits.

The dried plum vegetables are very finely chopped, not stuffed at all. The chew is crunchy, and a little soft and tough. When you bite, your mouth is full of freshness and saltiness. Dried umeboshi is not tasty enough to eat dry, but it is a must when paired with fatty meat. Dried plum vegetables eat oil, absorb the bright oil refined from minced fatty meat, fully stimulate the umami of dried plum vegetables, but it is not greasy.

The minced fatty meat is hidden between the dried plums, tender and soft, with an unremarkable taste, but it has a strong fragrance. When you chew it with the dried plums, the more you chew, the more fragrant it is. Not too tired.

At this time, there is no need to match white porridge. It is best to have a cup of tea, which neutralizes the bitterness and freshness. After scraping the oil and gas, the aftertaste is sweet.

Xie Xun asked after eating a dried plum biscuits, "Will this cake be sold in the market in the future?"

Jiang Shuyao said: "Of course there are others, there are many kinds."

Xie Xun nodded, and pretended to mention it casually after a while: "Will there be a market that sells breakfast food around here?" We also go out to buy breakfast food. Take Lin Wenrao as an example. Every day, we have to put a few copper plates on our body and go around to buy duck meat biscuits at Wuliu Lane." Jiang Shuyao must not let Jiang Shuyao hear that he is also Wanting to eat, for fear that Jiang Shuyao would misunderstand him and blame her for staying in bed.

Jiang Shuyao stared at him without speaking.

Xie Xun said again: "If you usually get up late in the morning, everyone will go outside to buy some food and take it on the road." The big kitchen has been suffering for a long time, and at least the outside can be eaten fresh.

Jiang Shuyao thought about it carefully, it seemed to make sense, then nodded and said, "You can really try it."

Xie Xun's expression did not change in the slightest, but his heart was cheering, and he could hardly contain his joy.

The next day, he went to the East Palace, but he couldn't hold back, and he talked about it, provoking a lot of praise from his colleagues. Lin Cheng, who ate duck meat biscuits every day, almost grew into a duck meat biscuits, was exaggerated to the point of exaggeration. He served a cup of tea.

Later, other places opened breakfast food restaurants, and Xicheng was silent for a long time. His colleagues looked at him like a glib heartless man, which made Xie Xun feel guilty for a while, and he had to remind him every day when he came back. Daughter-in-law, hurry up and arrange it.