Lian Liu and his brothers stood on the street of Snack Street aggressively, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
His arm was injured, and a white cloth strip was hanging around his neck, which did not match his heroic appearance at all. It was a bit funny to take a serious pestle here.
"That's it?" The lieutenant glanced suspiciously.
Lianliu nodded. Although he was puzzled, he tried his best to show disdain: "This is what the surnamed Lin said. Oh, I thought it was some kind of incredible restaurant?" He glanced at the street with no tail. , and swept the simple-looking shops on both sides of the street, "Our restaurant is much more lavish than here."
"that is."
Even six injuries are not serious, but the emperor specially told him to recover from the injury in the capital and then go back. Lian's family has a house in Beijing. It stands to reason that Lian Liu should be there to recover from his injuries, but he didn't want to hold back in the house, and was provoked by Lin Cheng who owed his mouth again, so he ran to the snack street to see what happened to Lin Cheng. What are you proud of.
The people who come and go in the snack street are all people, and everyone is very relaxed. Only a few of them have their backs straight and they look nervous.
Their complexion is wheat-colored after years of sun exposure, and their faces are stern. At first glance, they are not ordinary people. The diners subconsciously make way for them.
The soldiers who followed Lianliu saw that the people were looking at them, and they were a little worried: "General, why do they look at us like this?"
Lian Liu also gradually stiffened: "If you don't come in, you have to pay first, right?" He smelled the aroma of delicious food that he had never smelled in the air, and his heart became more and more guilty, "No, you won't deceive people, right? I'll say Lin's surname. Uneasy and kind, he must be thinking of ways to trick me."
His words entered the ears of the diners next to him, and the man gave him a strange look, and he looked at him as a decent man. How could he speak so disgustingly
"This gentleman's words are not good. If you go to the capital to inquire about this snack street, it is famous for its high quality and low price."
Lian Liu tried his best not to look like a country bumpkin, and nodded calmly: "Cough, I'm just talking about it casually."
He led the lieutenants to the snack street quickly, and let out a sigh of relief after shaking off the man just now.
In the snack street, there were more diners, and the aroma of the food became richer and richer, and several people swallowed in unison.
They look at me, I look at you, and finally Lian Liu made a decision, raised his hand and pointed to the shop in front of him: "Just this one."
At this time, there were not many customers in the store, and there were still empty tables. Lian Liu and his party chose a table to sit down, and just after sitting down, Xiao Er came over with charcoal and paper.
"What do the guests want?"
Lian Liu imitated the appearance of the young master who came from the capital before, and pretended to use a very skilled tone: "I will greet you with any signature dishes."
Xiao Er was slightly stunned: "Keguan, we sell spicy mix here. If you want to add a signature dish, it depends on what you add." He handed the menu to Lian Liu, "You can add meatballs, crab sticks and other meaty flavors, you can also add noodles or pink."
Even Liu was facing the menu. He didn't like to read since he was a child, and he didn't know how to read. He finally knew the words on the menu, but he didn't know what they were combined.
"What is Mala Mix?" he whispered.
"I do not know."
Because he was afraid of showing his timidity, Lian Liu had to point to the menu and ordered a few casually, and said, "Well, that's all."
Xiao Er wrote it down and asked, "Four bowls?"
"right."
"What kind of flavors, you see, there are slightly spicy, spicy, hot and sour, sweet and spicy, sweet and sour..."
Lian Liu didn't know the word "spicy", so he pointed to one again.
Xiao Er nodded and stepped back to pass the dishes.
In a short while, four bowls of steaming hot and spicy spicy mix were placed on the table.
The expressions of the next few people were even stiffer than when they couldn't understand the menu just now: "What is this?"
Mala Mix is a bit similar to Mala Tang, which contains a wealth of ingredients, but there is no soup in Mala Mix, and sesame sauce is the main flavor when adjusting the flavor. According to the choice of the diners, you can freely choose from sweet, sour, and spicy. Spicy mixed with meat, vegetables and noodles. The ingredients are rich and colorful. The mellow and thick sesame paste is evenly wrapped on the ingredients. The red oil is bright and the taste is thicker than the spicy soup with soup.
Such a big bowl of hodgepodge, looking novel and smelling novel, even a few people couldn't help but worry about whether the price would be too high.
After Xiao Er left, they hesitated to move chopsticks.
Stir and stir, the thick sesame paste brings a burst of fresh and spicy aroma, and the sweet and sour taste blows on the face, which is really exciting.
Why don't many dishes have to be thickened? One is to make the ingredients stick to the juice and the taste is stronger; the other is to add a layer of bright film to make the appearance look better. For example, now, if you pick up a piece of dark green kelp, the bright sesame paste is wrapped on its surface, adorned with sesame paste, and the red oil is slightly shimmering, and it looks very attractive.
Lian Liu grew up in the North since he was a child, and he didn't eat much seafood, let alone kelp. The skin of the kelp is slightly crisp and slippery, and the bite is very firm, as if it has absorbed and extracted the taste of the sea, but the slightly weird fishy layer is suppressed by the spicy, sour and sweet taste, leaving only a strong umami taste.
Pick up another green vegetable. The green vegetable is more able to wrap the soup than the sea kelp. The vegetable leaves are soaked and delicious, and it is heavy to pick up. When you enter the mouth, it is full of the taste of sesame sauce. When you chew it, it is crispy and fragrant. The sesame sauce tastes long and delicate but overbearing. , the mellow fragrance overflows the lips and cheeks. The tip of the tongue feels a little numb and slightly spicy, but because of the sweet and sour taste that once enhanced the freshness and flavor, people unconsciously ignore the stimulation brought by the spicy taste, and only the enjoyment is left. Until the end, the freshness of green vegetables can be tasted in the aftertaste taste.
Lian Liu was completely stunned, this... When I came in just now, some diners said that this place is "good quality and cheap", it must be a crook with the same surname as Lin, how can such delicious food be cheap
But he immediately put aside the idea, and the taste is the most important thing.
The fish balls are elastic and full of umami; the meat sausage is crispy on the skin, soft and glutinous on the inside, and full of starch is the soul. It must be authentic with a delicate taste and meat flavor; the wide noodles are chewy, tender and smooth, wrapped in Filled with sauce, sucked in, twitched on the tip of the tongue, and chewed up is addictive.
The dishes are rich, and slowly a large bowl will disappear without much tasting. The remaining sesame paste and noodles at the bottom of the bowl are wrapped together, making it even thicker.
At this moment, the noodles have been soaked and soaked in the sauce, and they are a little melted. The chopsticks will make a sticky sound when they are stirred. One pick is a large chopstick, and the sesame paste remaining at the bottom of the bowl is wrapped in it, and it is extremely thick.
At this time, you have to open your mouth wide, stuff it into your mouth, and chew slowly with a bulging face. This is the moment when the flavor of sesame sauce is the strongest. It seems that the chewing is not the noodles, but the pure sauce. Every bite can feel the mellowness echoing in the mouth. The melted noodles are easy to chew, but they will not be too soft. , mixed with sesame paste, there is a sense of happiness that makes people extremely satisfied.
Lian Liu and his party slurped and devoured the noodles at the bottom of the bowl, and they had to use chopsticks to turn around the bottom of the bowl for the last bite to ensure that all the sesame sauce was taken away.
After they finished eating, they looked up with great satisfaction, and saw a lady standing in front of them looking at them strangely.
Her brows and eyes are full of heroism, she is neatly dressed, tall and straight, bright and flamboyant, not at all like the delicate ladies in the capital.
Lianliu has enjoyed his meal, and he has not let go of his worries, for fear that this is the shopkeeper who came to corrupt the money.
He swallowed hard, trying not to act like a country bumpkin into the city: "Cough, the shopkeeper's bill."
The lady frowned slightly when she heard him speak: "Listen to your accent, you don't look like someone from the capital."
Lian Liu was suddenly unhappy. Is his accent so heavy
"What? I, we also have a lot of delicious food there, for example, like, uh... that what, mutton soup, it's delicious, and roasted wild boar... "
The lady interrupted him: "Are you from the North?"
He was a little surprised: "Can you still hear it?"
The lady smiled and said, "Yes, because I'm from the North too." Speaking of which, she lowered her eyes slightly, her expression half nostalgic and half lonely, "How delicious are mutton soup and roasted wild boar? "
Lian Liu didn't like listening to it anymore, but when he put the spicy mix in front of him, he really didn't dare to brag.
Zhou looked up and saw their dark complexion and bright eyes. He even remembered Mobei: "Have you been on the battlefield?"
Lian Liu felt that the person in front of him was full of momentum, and unconsciously replied: "Yes."
There was a kind smile on Zhou Shi's face, and he didn't know what to think, but he looked at them with a hint of relief: "Little Er, give these little brothers a few more bowls of spicy mix, as well as the rice noodles next door, Grab a cake or something, come and put it on my account."
Lianliu was confused and didn't understand what was going on. Mr. Zhou was ready to leave, and when he was halfway there, he turned around and pointed at Lianliu: "He is injured and can't eat spicy food."
After Xiao Erying went downstairs, Lian Liu didn't react, and hurriedly stopped Zhou Shi: "Hey, this lady, what do you mean by hanging on your account?"
Zhou Shi turned back and smiled indifferently: "It's rare to see the descendants from the North, please have a meal." She added, "If you go back to the North, you won't be able to eat." As soon as she exited, she was stunned for a moment. .
Ignoring Lian Liu's shouts behind her, she went downstairs neatly.
After leaving the store, Mr. Zhou stood quietly on the side of the street, watching the people coming and going in the snack street. All the diners were smiling and happy. There were businessmen who came here to treat themselves with delicious food after a busy day, old gluttons who came to satisfy their cravings, and husbands who brought their family to play to satisfy their cravings... Their figures gradually became memorable. The silhouettes of the people in Mobei, who had been blurred, overlapped.
She trembled in her heart, and there was an unfamiliar and noisy emotion in her heart. She turned her eyes to the north and whispered softly, "Go back to the north..."
Although Xie Xun's fever subsided, the stab wound on his chest has not healed. He took a dose of the decoction and fell into a deep sleep. Repeatedly, the injury gradually improved.
Jiang Shuyao entrusted all business matters to the Zhou family, and didn't think about eating anymore, and was watching Xie Xun recover every day.
Xie Xun felt very uncomfortable with this, and advised: "I have only a small injury on my body, and it is not a serious problem. You don't need to trouble me."
Jiang Shuyao shook his head: "No, I don't worry about you, so let's guard."
Xie Xun instinctively wanted to say something polite, and quickly restrained himself with reason, biting his lip to keep himself from making a sound.
Although it sounded hateful, he really hoped that Jiang Shuyao would be by his side more to accompany him.
Jiang Shuyao saw him biting his lower lip, thinking that his wound was in pain, and asked nervously, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"
She said that she was about to come over. Xie Xun thought that she had been lying on the bed for a day, sweating, and hadn't groomed herself. For fear of smell on her body, she quickly avoided: "Don't come here!"
Jiang Shuyao knew that his Xijie's fault had been committed again. In the past few times, she would ask the servant to come in to help him wipe his body, but today she decided that he was not used to his fault.
"You're just lying on the bed. As for grooming twice a day, holding the wound and getting cold, it's not worth the loss."
Xie Xun loves cleanliness very much, but the biggest reason for loving cleanliness at this time is not that he is uncomfortable, but because Jiang Shuyao is by his side, he has to keep it clean and tidy.
It's just that this thought can't be explained, he looked up at Jiang Shuyao and quickly moved away.
Jiang Shuyao didn't pay attention to his little movements, and sat down beside the bed: "Hold it up, I'll ask someone to come in and wipe your body before going to bed at night. Now drink the medicine first."
Xie Xun pouted unwillingly, wanting to refute, but was afraid of making Jiang Shuyao unhappy.
Seeing that Jiang Shuyao was about to lean over to feed the medicine, his awkward and careful thoughts relapsed, and he quickly raised his hand and said, "I'll do it myself."
This time, he raised his hand too violently and pulled the wound. With a crooked hand, he touched Jiang Shuyao's wrist, and suddenly overturned the medicine bowl.
The hot soup spilled on his chest, causing him to groan in pain.
"What's the matter with you!" Seeing this, Jiang Shuyao didn't care about anything else, and quickly leaned over to check the bandage on his chest.
He was injured on his chest, and his underwear was only loosely tied. When he opened the collar, the cloth with medicine inside was exposed.
At this time, the white cloth had been stained with the brown soup, and Jiang Shuyao was so frightened that he quickly asked, "Is it hot?"
She got so close, Xie Xun didn't dare to breathe, how could he answer.
Jiang Shuyao listened to him and stopped talking, and hurriedly took scissors and cut the bandage open. The wound will fester with water.
She held down Xie Xun: "Don't move."
Through the clothes, her palms were warm and soft, and Xie Xun didn't dare to move.
She was very careful when cutting the cloth, for fear of hurting Xie Xun, she got so close that Xie Xun could feel her breath.
Her eyelashes fluttered as she lowered her eyes, very focused.
Xie Xun peeked at her silently, the heat climbed from his neck to the base of his ears, his face gradually turned red, and even his eyes were moistened and brighter by the heat.
But her movements were too meticulous. She cut it, glanced at it, and touched it again. She was afraid that someone would accidentally involve his wound.
This was really tormenting for Xie Xun, wanting her to hurry up, but not wanting her to leave.
He gradually wandered into the world, and he knew that he would let someone in to help him wipe his body and comb his hair while she was out to decoct.
At this moment, Jiang Shuyao began to cut the inner layer.
Her fingers hooked on the edge of the cloth, and the pulp of her fingers slid across his skin, making Xie Xun stiff with a tingling itch.
Jiang Shuyao felt his tenseness, and the anger that overturned the soup because of his disturbance just now dissipated. He softened his tone and asked, "Does it hurt?"
When she raised her head, her eyes happened to fall into Xie Xun's eyes.
He looked down at her, the ends of his eyes were slightly raised, the curvature was beautiful, the eyelashes blocked the clear eyes, and the eyes were wet and bright, looking a little wronged.
Jiang Shuyao was struck by his beauty, raised his chin and kissed him, coaxing, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have murdered you."
Xie Xun was already in a daze, didn't say anything or did anything, and was kissed by her again, and immediately became even more dizzy, and his mind was numb, not knowing what happened.
Jiang Shuyao rambled and explained: "The imperial doctor also said, I told you to have a good life and recuperate, don't move around, you must be holding the wound when you wipe your body twice a day. , gently pulled up the cloth, and removed the white cloth strip around him.
Because she didn't dare to let Xie Xun move, she could only step over Xie Xun into the bed to get the cloth strips diagonally behind him. Unexpectedly, Xie Xun bent her legs, but she didn't pay attention, she was tripped all of a sudden, and fell on the quilt.
She got up quickly: "Isn't it pressing you?" Before she finished speaking, she encountered something and became furious, "Who is so careless that there is a dagger on the bed—" Having said this, she reached out to touch it.
"Hmm." Xie Xun, who was just bending his legs to cover up, groaned in pain, which made Jiang Shuyao stop immediately.
She was flustered and didn't react for a while, but now seeing Xie Xun's blushing face and utterly ashamed appearance, there was nothing she didn't understand, she quickly continued the action just now, took off the cloth strip, and slipped away embarrassedly: "I'll call someone. Come in and help with the dressing change."
As soon as she left, Xie Xun wailed and fell down on the bed, crushing the wound and clenching his teeth in pain.