A glass of water! A real glass of water!
Originally packed in a pot, the stock, which is integrated with the soup bones, ingredients, and bottom of the pot, is set off by others, whether it is the color of the iron pot or the color of the ingredients, it confuses people's eyes.
When the bowl of high soup was actually moved from the pot to the white porcelain bowl and then held in Wen Shouzheng's hands, he realized that the soup was pure, colorless, and transparent, just like a glass of clear water, it was as simple as that, Standing calmly in a rustic white porcelain bowl.
Ask the canal how clear it is, only the source of flowing water!
A bowl of unadorned water and a bowl of broth to wash away the heavy makeup turned into a handful of clear springs, placed in a pure white vessel!
After the splendor, it returns to the ultimate ordinary.
"Father, come and taste it, how does it taste?" The gentle and crisp voice broke Wen Shouzheng's surprise.
When I smell it under the nose for the first time, I only feel a faint fragrance, which penetrates into the nasal cavity faintly, penetrates into the internal organs, bends in the ileum, and from head to toe, a touch of refreshing goes straight to the upper, lower, inner and outer.
Although rich ingredients are used, the aroma of the soup is subtle and introverted, without the slightest noise like thick and colorful, just so faint, but it is overwhelming.
Wen Shouzheng was intoxicated.
"Father, try it while it's hot." Rourou reminded again clearly.
"Okay!" Wen Shouzheng came back to his senses, nodded, and took a sip.
The clear water-like broth was so miraculous and precious that even Wen Shouzheng, who had eaten so much food, couldn't bear to drink it in one gulp, so he just sipped and savored it.
When I first entered the mouth, the rich taste of various ingredients did not allow people to react, and it wrapped Wen Shouzheng's tongue in a flash.
Warm, soft, thick and mellow.
The sweetness of beef bones, the salty fragrance of pork bones, the fresh fragrance of lamb bones, and the harmony of chicken bones bloom layer upon layer on the tip of the tongue, with the subtle umami of mushrooms, the mellow aroma of bean sprouts, the fragrance and sweetness of day lily and winter bamboo shoots, Slightly lingering in the gap between the teeth, walking freely, like soft spring water. Gently flow between the teeth, full of fragrance.
The thick and thick flavors are smudged again. This is the magic of ham. When the ham has been stored for a whole winter, when it encounters the harmony of water and fire again, the gorgeous taste derived from it is beyond words. describe.
Seasonal vegetables slowly reverberate with aftertaste, sweet and refreshing.
Wen Shouzheng had never tasted such a delicious broth. The color is clear, the taste is clear, the soup is clear, so three clear but amazing broth. It was actually made by my thirteen-year-old daughter!
now. On the outskirts of Xianyang City, by the pond of withered lotus, two teenagers are releasing their inner entanglements and worries in their unique way under the moonlight.
"Ren San. People in the world say that you, the 'Unparalleled Son', are unrepentant and magnificent, but I always feel that the appearance and habits of your mother's family are really not for my good boy's true qualities. I miss your father Ren Generalissimo led the military cabinet for my Great Zhou soldiers and horses, and your hereditary martial arts should be superb; moreover, I, Sheng Yaoshan, have never seen the amazing flower swordsmanship passed down in the market. There are no outsiders here tonight, I don’t know May I be lucky enough to see the unique skills of you, the Third Young Master Ren?" As soon as Sheng Yaoshan finished speaking, the bright silver spear was immediately unsheathed, and with a clear swish, a silver light fell in front of Ren Yue.
"Vulgar! Who wants to fight with you!" Ren Yue ignored him, waving his water grass-like soft sword. Just about to rise up.
"I want to leave!" Sheng Yaoshan's face darkened.
"Choke!" There was another sound of metal impact.
A bright silver spear stood straight in front of Ren Yue's soft sword with a silver belt, and the artifacts joined each other. Under the vast night, dazzling sparks burst out.
"Sheng Yaoshan, you!" Ren Yue's long and narrow eyes glanced slightly, and a chill suddenly flashed in those spring-like eyes.
"What? Afraid?" Sheng Yaoshan refused to let go, all the strength of his body was concentrated on the bright silver spear.
"Afraid of you?" Ren Yue's lips moved slightly, and he squeezed out two words coldly.
"Ren San, killing horse thieves by the moat that day gave you an advantage and took the credit. Today, I, Sheng Yaoshan, insist on a duel with you, and let you see how capable Wu Kui of the Great Zhou is! "Sheng Yaoshan's irritability turned into a thousand catties of divine power in his hands at this moment, firmly pressing on the bright silver spear.
"Didn't you just kill two horse thieves for you? You didn't steal your reputation. Now, no matter the court, or inside and outside Xianyang, everyone praises you for eliminating the horse thieves that day. Why are you dissatisfied?" Ren Yue lowered his eyes, If he didn't look at Sheng Yaoshan, there was a smile on his face, but the strength in his hand was not lost to Sheng Yaoshan.
Although the slender and white fingers gently held the soft sword with the silver belt, their strength was secretly contending with Sheng Yaoshan's heavy bright silver spear.
One is elegant and charming; the other is heroic.
Under the soft moonlight, the two figures, the blue and the white, just held each other quietly for a while. Suddenly, Sheng Yaoshan yelled: "Stop talking nonsense, if it's a man, fight me for ten rounds!"
"Hehe, Sheng Yaoshan, that's all you can do as a martial arts champion? Just three rounds!" Ren Yue raised his hand slightly, and the soft sword with the silver belt wrapped around Sheng Yaoshan's wide bright silver spear.
It looks like it's time to fight.
"You girls, don't get entangled!" Seeing Ren Yue's attack, Sheng Yaoshan looked overjoyed, but his mouth was unrelenting, his left hand trembled slightly, he drew his gun, and slammed Ren Yue's soft sword with a silver belt. thrown out.
The soft sword was as flexible as cattail grass, trembled a few times in Ren Yue's hand, and immediately returned to its previous soft state.
Ren Yue raised his eyebrows slightly, pursed the corners of his mouth and chuckled: "Vulgar people, that's all."
"A good man should fight quickly, there are so many nonsense, the swords and guns have no eyes, how can you be like a woman like you!" Sheng Yaoshan was slightly annoyed, and charged forward with his gun.
In such a short time, Ren Yue said that he was "vulgar" more than once!
Sheng Yaoshan is not the kind of reckless and rude martial arts practitioner. Thinking of his demeanor and literary talent of "Liu Rugongzi", he is well-known in the capital. Even Mr. Songtao is full of praise! Why did he get in front of Ren Yue, but he said "vulgar!"
Sheng Yaoshan was annoyed, originally he was depressed tonight, so he came out alone to distract himself, so he must have barely made it through, who would have thought that Ren Yue would come to provoke him halfway, and he would say "vulgar!" , I think it's not too bad to call you "Little Lady Wushuang"! Sheng Yaoshan cursed secretly!
"Sheng Yaoshan, where are you looking!" Seeing Sheng Yaoshan's expression, Ren Yue stared straight at his chest and under his nose, and an inexplicable fire burst out.
"Hehe, Ren San, I was thinking that with your appearance and figure, if you wear women's clothing, you will definitely be a great beauty! Hahahaha!" Sheng Yaoshan laughed loudly.
If the two of them hadn't left the yard and came to the dry lotus pond, it would be no wonder that the whole yard wouldn't be woken up by this movement!
"You! Longyang is so good!" Ren Yue was annoyed. This is not the first time Sheng Yaoshan said that he looks good in women's clothing. That day, because of Wen Ting's apprenticeship, the two were arguing with each other. During the bet, Sheng Yaoshan once mentioned that Ren Yue wears women's clothes, and today, at the edge of the pond on a moonlit night, two big men are standing face to face. The more I am very upset.
I was born beautiful, but I wouldn't be called a "wife's family", and I was born like a fairy, how could I allow a man to stare at that kind of place, but women can't see it !
Ren Yue felt that Sheng Yaoshan's eyes seriously offended his private territory; Sheng Yaoshan's words seriously insulted his appearance.
With a sound of "shua", the soft sword with a silver belt slammed towards Sheng Yaoshan's cheek.
"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the bright silver spear firmly blocked Shengyao Mountain God Fei Fengyue's face.
The gun's face was shining silver, and under the cold moonlight, Sheng Yaoshan's slightly smug smile was reflected.
"Sure enough, it's from a girl's family, and she will slap her face when she comes up!" Sheng Yaoshan said happily.
"You idiot!" Ren Yue was really annoyed, "Women!" These four words, like four silver needles, every time Sheng Yaoshan said them, they pierced deeply into his heart, making him unable to move. respite.
"歘!" The soft sword was wrapped around the spear, Ren Yue pursed his lips, tightly held the hilt of the sword, and pulled it back forcefully.
"Heh! Girls, you don't know how strong you are!" Sheng Yaoshan looked relaxed, but he held the barrel of the gun tightly with one hand, and pulled back with all his strength.
For a moment, the strength of the two people intertwined and counterbalanced through the two weapons, and it was impossible to tell which was superior.
"Ren San, this is your amazing swordsmanship of flowers and flowers? It's too watery!" Sheng Yaoshan continued to provoke.
"Stop talking too much!" As soon as Ren Yue finished speaking, he turned his body, like a mass of pure white clouds, his loose clothes whirled with the rotation of his body, and with the help of the pulling force of the soft sword wrapped around the spear, Ren Yue His body flew upside down in the air, his clothes fluttered and his hair fluttered.
"Boy, it looks like you're so weak, you're quite strong!" Sheng Yaoshan couldn't hold back his strength, so he couldn't help but paused again, taking a deep breath inside.
"Look at the sword!" Ren Yue didn't say much, he backhanded the soft sword that had been wrapped around the spear before, and then turned back, and suddenly bounced his body to the distance.
The winter wind was cold and bitter, and Ren Yue's clothes fluttered like clouds in the night sky, his sleeves stretched out, and his skirt fluttered like a huge cloud, entrenched in the air, firmly settled there.
"What the hell is this kid doing!" Sheng Yaoshan's hands were numb from the shock of Ren Yue's sword draw just now. Staring at Ren Yue who was still in the air, he muttered to himself.
Suddenly, the wind roared overhead, like a vortex in the sky, galloping and swift.
Sheng Yaoshan only felt his eardrums roaring, and his eyes were blurred, so he had to block it with the back of his gun, but he never thought, "Ah!" Sheng Yaoshan exclaimed for a while!