After dinner, one of them read and wrote, the other prepared the ingredients, and they took a shower after midnight to prepare for bed.
Jiang Shuyao remembered the matter of writing and talking with Lin's tomorrow, his head was dizzy, and drowsiness welled up in a short while.
When I was about to fall into a dream, I suddenly felt something in my hand.
She suddenly woke up and felt it in a daze. It seemed like... a hand
Jiang Shuyao blinked and realized that she was no longer drowsy, helpless and funny.
Since Xie Xun and Jiang Shuyao held hands reasonably, they have to quietly hold hands to sleep every night. This is really...
She withdrew her hand, and Xie Xun was startled. He thought she was asleep before he dared to hold hands secretly, but he didn't think she was awake.
Thinking that he seemed to make her angry today, it was really bad for him to hold her hand, so he whispered, "Sorry."
Jiang Shuyao was speechless, grabbed his hand and pulled it in front of him.
Xie Xun has been practicing calligraphy all the year round. His knuckles are clear and his fingers are slender. Because of practicing swords and using a pen, he has a thin layer of calluses on his fingers. His beautiful hands complement his handsome face.
She took his hand and rubbed it, and said, "What's the matter with you, you know how to hold hands and hold hands, don't you want to do something else?"
Xie Xun said in surprise, "What else can you do?"
Jiang Shuyao: Do you know that I hate you like a wood the most!
She turned over, propped up her upper body, and brought her head close to Xie Xun's face.
The moonlight was hazy like a gauze, Jiang Shuyao could see Xie Xun's eyes widened slightly, and the clear and clean eyes overflowed with surprise.
"It's still possible."
Her brain was hot, and she lowered her head and pressed his lips.
Xie Xun felt a roar in his brain, it was blank, and half of his body was stiff and numb, and he didn't know what to do.
He felt the touch she left on his lips with hindsight, warm and soft.
Jiang Shuyao turned around and went back to his side, squeezed the quilt, and let out a "bad anger", closed his eyes with peace of mind and prepared to fall asleep.
Suddenly, a fresh cold fragrance came, and she intuitively felt a sense of oppression.
Opening his eyes, Xie Xun learned her posture and supported her on top of her.
His ink was cold, and with his movements, it fell gently, sliding across her cheeks, causing a tickling.
Xie Xun has a cold face most of the time, and at this moment, his eyes are lowered and he looks extremely distant and cold, and he doesn't seem to be approachable. Thick eyelashes concealed the shredded light in her eyes, and she pursed her lips.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Shuyao was completely awake, and he seemed to have done something incredible just now.
Xie Xun breathed very lightly, which was very obvious in the quiet room.
Like a feather scratching the pinna, Jiang Shuyao felt a thin and tiny electric current pass through his brain.
He said, "Can you do it again?"
Even at this time, his voice is still calm, like a spring hitting a stone, clear and beautiful.
How could someone ask such a question in such a tone of voice, Jiang Shuyao swallowed, not knowing how to answer.
She didn't speak, Xie Xun just waited quietly. The cold fragrance on his body penetrated into the nose, like the fragrance of grass and trees, like the fragrance of ink, and enveloped her.
It was too quiet all around except for the dizzying tinnitus. Jiang Shuyao clenched her hands tightly, digging into her palm with her fingertips, and said "um" with a sticky nasal sound.
This sound was very small and light, but Xie Xun did not miss it.
He agreed and leaned slightly closer to her. The movement is very slow, a little stiff, get closer and pause for a while, then get closer and pause again, it seems that I can't find a suitable posture, and I am afraid that my heart can't bear it if it is too close.
He felt the entanglement of her breath and his, sweet and soft, wrapped around the tip of his nose, making him feel like he was floating.
He got close enough, the tip of his nose rubbed lightly against her, and finally summoned up the courage to press it with his lips tentatively. This time, it felt stronger than the last time, it was extremely soft, and even made him a little surprised. A numb electric current rose from the touch, and it rushed to the scalp in an instant, and turned into a heat flow to the limbs.
Perhaps his posture was a little oppressive, Jiang Shuyao shivered for no reason, couldn't control his breathing, and panted lightly.
The chaotic and hurried hot air rushed to the tip of his nose, causing Xie Xun to instantly get lost in this warm fragrance. She was also a little breathless, and instinctively and gently pressed her lower lip.
A strange feeling rose from the lower lip, and Jiang Shuyao made a shameful "uh" sound, shaking all over, and quickly pushed Xie Xun away with a soft hand.
Her strength is so small, how can she push Xie Xun away.
But Xie Xun felt her movement, and quickly stood up and looked at her apprehensively.
Jiang Shuyao didn't say anything, Xie Xun panicked first.
He quickly said "sorry", then quickly returned to his side and lay down stiffly.
Jiang Shuyao blushed to the point of bleeding, wrapped the quilt, turned to face the wall, and stopped talking.
Xie Xun was afraid that she would be angry, so he didn't dare to ask, so he could only wait quietly. I was entangled in this kind of apprehension and anxiety all night, and when I finally fell asleep, there was only a soft sweetness in the dream.
The next day, when Xie Xun woke up, it was still before dawn. He subconsciously looked to the side of the bed, but he didn't see Jiang Shuyao's sleepy eyes, but saw nothing but emptiness.
Sleepy woke up instantly, he turned over from the bed, lifted the quilt, put on his shoes, put on a robe and hurried out.
He moved too much, and Bai Zhi, who was cleaning up outside, was startled, and hurriedly saluted: "Third Master."
"Where's Madam?" Xie Xun asked.
"The lady got up early and said she couldn't sleep, so she got up and made breakfast."
Xie Xun was stunned for a moment, and found that he had completely lost his mind, and all his energy had slackened. He walked back into the room, dressed and combed his hair.
Early in the morning, the two of them were strange, Bai Zhi couldn't think of a reason, so she didn't want to, and continued to wipe the teapot on the table.
Today, Jiang Shuyao woke up early. When he turned his head to look at Xie Xun, he thought of what happened last night. The sleepiness dissipated in an instant, so he turned over and went to the small kitchen.
Jiang Shuyao and Mrs Lin are both neat and non-procrastinating people. Since they came up with the idea of breakfast food stalls, they set a good day for their opening. One is busy buying the shop and choosing a cook, and the other is busy thinking about food, hoping not to delay. opponent's progress.
When it comes to breakfast, in addition to porridge and cakes, Jiang Shuyao also thinks of breakfast in Wuhan, which has the "Breakfast Capital", such as Sanxian Doupi, Hot Dry Noodles, Oil Cakes and Shaomai and so on.
Today, she got up early and moved the oil cakes and siomai that should have been made in the morning to start now.
The oil cake wrapped siomai is a very wonderful combination. The oil cake is crispy and oily, and the siomai inside is soft and sweet, and it is full of satisfaction in one bite. One oil cake can fit four siomai, high calorie, enough ingredients, enough for breakfast, very hungry.
Stir-fry the meat and diced mushrooms until fragrant and stir-fry the oil, add a little soy sauce to improve the freshness, and mix it with the steamed glutinous rice. Pour into the mellow broth that has become translucent and semi-milky, and finally sprinkle with pepper and chopped green onion. The sauerkraut filling is ready. Roll out the skin of Bao Siu Mai very thinly, put a tablespoon of stuffing in it, pinch it tightly from the end, it looks like a small bag, it is bulging, and the opening looks like a blooming flower.
Take out the dough that was fermented last night, roll out a round shape with the size of a bowl, heat a pan and heat oil. When the oil temperature is suitable, put the cake skin.
Accompanied by the crackling sound, oil splattered around the dough cake, swaying in the oil, as if inflated, gradually bulging and expanding, and finally turned into a very bubbly and round golden oil cake.
Xie Xun came in at this time. He smelled the fragrance of oil and wondered, "Is this a morning meal? Wouldn't it be bad to eat heavy oil early in the morning?"
Jiang Shuyao ignored him. At this time, he had to stuff the sauerkraut, so he couldn't move slowly. If the oil cake was cold, it would shatter when touched, and it would not be easy to open it.
The bulging oil cake was cut open, and a large enough cavity was formed in the crispy cake skin. He quickly picked up the siomai, and quickly stuffed it into the cake. After one, two, three, four, and all four were stuffed in, Jiang Shuyao was able to Free to answer.
"Isn't the duck biscuits oily?" she asked. "The sesame oil pancakes just look oily. In fact, they don't taste oily at all, but they are very hungry. You don't have to worry about getting hungry before lunch."
After wrapping it in oil paper, she handed it to Xie Xun: "You can try it. If the taste and ingredients are suitable, you can sell it. If it is not suitable, I will change it. Anyway, I made it this morning to try the dish."
Xie Xun automatically ignored the word "trying dishes" and took the oil cakes and shaomai, with radiance in his eyes. This kind of day is finally back, a happy breakfast.
The golden-yellow oil cake has a big mouth, and it is stuffed with shaomai. The shaomai is tender and smooth, and the meat is very thin and transparent. The bulging stuffing inside seems to be unable to hold it. The shape of sticky rice. A faint scent of oil penetrated into the nostrils, sometimes mixed with the sweetness and warmth of shaomai. When I smelled it, the thought that I was afraid of being too oily was instantly forgotten.
Open your mouth and take a bite, with a "click" sound, the cake crust is broken, accompanied by a non-stop crisp sound, the glutinous roasted wheat is bitten apart, the sweet and mellow soup overflows, and the warm aroma lingers on the tip of the tongue, bite it In the future, I subconsciously "snort" and sucked the soup, shaomai, and broken crust into my mouth. I took a bite and wrapped it all over my mouth. I felt like it would fall out of my mouth if I didn't pay attention.
The siomai is very tender, the skin is very thin, the glutinous rice is moist and soft, soaking up the broth, mixed with the plump aroma of diced pork and the rich peppery flavor, and has a sticky rich luster. The broth is extremely fresh, with a hint of sweetness and plenty of juice. It is finished with pepper to remove the greasyness of the oil cakes, leaving only a faint oily fragrance.
The oil cake is crispy and fragrant, the glutinous rice is soft and glutinous, the diced meat has a rich taste, and the broth is sweet and mellow.
The outer skin of the oil cake is crispy. After the siomai is bitten, the soup overflows and macerates the inner layer of the oil cake, so it tastes a little tough, and the three tastes of glutinous soft, tough and crisp are perfectly integrated.
Eating plain porridge and vegetarian dishes in the morning feels good in the stomach, but eating oil cakes and shaomai is a satisfying meal in the stomach and mouth. The oil cake-wrapped siomai has to take a big bite. It is a real bite. The aroma of the oil cake and the rich taste of the siomai are mixed together, which is an enjoyable experience.
"Do you think it can be sold in a breakfast shop?" Jiang Shuyao asked while frying the next pancake.
Xie Xun took a big mouth and his cheeks were bulging, like a hamster living in the outer skin of the flower of Gao Ling, he kept nodding and said, "Yes."
Jiang Shuyao kept his subordinates, and stuffed another oil cake bag with siomai, planning to eat it by himself.
Xie Xun probed: "Although one is enough, one more is fine, thank you."
Jiang Shuyao: …
She was really embarrassed to remind Xie Xun to eat early and take it easy, so she handed Xie Xun the oil cake wrapped siomai.
Xie Xun happily took it, grabbed one in each hand, and rode his horse leisurely towards Miyagi.
On the way, they met Li Fu and Guan Ying who were buying buns at Jiusi Lane, and Lin Cheng who was buying duck meat biscuits at Changjiekou.
Xie Xun stood out among the four as the person who held a bulging oil cake and wrapped siomai in one hand.
The key is that even if it is enough, it still tastes so delicious.
The oil cake sounded crispy and crispy. I don't know what the wet and glutinous cake was in it. It seemed to be packed with soup, and it was squeezed into the oil cake. That sticky, squeaky little sound.
As an official of the East Palace, eating cakes right away is too unsightly! —Lin Cheng took a bite of duck meat biscuits, tears of jealousy falling from the corners of his mouth.
Should I tell my mother about the idea of proposing marriage to the daughter of the Lin family? —Guan Ying took a bite of the bun... Hey, why is it all leather.
Suck, suck, suck—Li Fu didn't think about anything, he was greedy.
Humph, until the day the Lin's breakfast shop opens, I will be the most dazzling in the entire East Palace - Xie Xun smugly stuffed it into his mouth... Uh, it seems a little supportive.