Ren Yue's left hand was injured, so he carried it behind his back. The right hand was still so white and slender, and calmly passed the same white veil to the other side, as if the veil, the fingers, and the snow-like sleeve robe were integrated into one.
Just standing quietly beside Wen Rou, just the shallow words just now.
Gentlely lowered a pair of tearful eyes, but could feel Ren Yue's calm breathing, as well as the faint and slightly medicinal scent of the whole body.
Ren Yue has always been polite and polite, but his demeanor always gives people a feeling of ice-coldness, even if he smiles, he seems to reject others thousands of miles away.
However, at this moment, he doesn't smile, but feels extremely warm when he is gentle.
Rourou did not take the veil handed over by Ren Yue, all the reluctance and remorse in the previous life turned into determination in her heart at this moment, she took a deep breath, raised the sleeve of her right hand, and wiped her eyes vigorously.
It seems that this touch can erase the mark of the previous life.
But at this moment, Ren Yue and Sheng Yaoshan, in white clothes and green shirts, one on the left and one on the right, have become the most familiar strangers.
Seeing Wen Wen's actions, Ren Yue didn't feel embarrassed, he just took back the handkerchief in his hand very naturally, he also took a few steps back, sat back on his seat again, and leaned there obliquely, just a little A lazy feeling.
Sheng Yaoshan still has doubts in his heart. Miss Wen has always shown others with a confident and pungent face. On the road of cooking, she has also encountered some difficulties, but Miss Wen can deftly resolve them every time. How come today? He wept in public.
"Wow." Just as Sheng Yaoshan was hesitating, Rourou wiped away his tears, grabbed a handful of red beans again, and then grabbed a handful of lotus seeds, and shook them into the bowl crisply and crisply, making a pleasant sound when touched .
What's wrong with this girl today, she's only getting into the mood now... Wen Shouzheng secretly speculated in his heart.
Put the red beans into the water, rub gently to wash.
The lotus seeds are inserted carefully from one end with a special silver needle, and only a light prick. A piece of emerald green painstaking care fell into the bowl, repeating the process.
Not long after, in front of Gentle, there were three pure white porcelain bowls: one bowl was filled with dazzling and warm red beans, the other bowl was filled with golden lotus seeds in white, and the other bowl was slender green lotus seed hearts.
At this time, Chef Zhang was already making muffled noises, and everyone's attention was immediately attracted.
Chef Zhang was beating the steamed red beans vigorously with a wooden hammer.
Red bean paste!
It seems that Chef Zhang is planning to use red bean paste as filling. Cooked his special delicate morsels.
as expected. Chef Zhang's red bean paste. After being hammered into shape, the bean skin is carefully removed, leaving only the soft, glutinous and smooth part, which is blended with sugar and sweet-scented osmanthus. A bowl of sweet and fragrant bean paste filling is ready.
At this time, gently and slowly put the soaked red beans into the pot for steaming, and also peel them.
It seems that in order to have a delicate taste, both contestants thought of removing the bean skin.
At the same time, in another small pot, there are also lotus seeds with honey.
Wait until the red beans are steamed and peeled, and the lotus seeds are soft and glutinous. Gently and quietly moved the small red clay stove to the table, the charcoal fire was bright, jumping happily in the stove.
Wen Rou lowered her eyes, not wanting to be seen by others, at this moment her eyes were filled with tears again.
The small red clay stove is still there. The charcoal fire is still the same, and the clay pot is still the same. It's just whether the two familiar strangers in front of them can taste the "lovesickness" of the previous life.
Slowly cook on low heat, green smoke slowly rises on the casserole, and the faint fragrance of rice and beans slowly overflows with a stream of tranquility.
Chef Zhang twirled his hands quickly, and quickly rolled out the dough one by one. Under those big hands, delicate little rabbits, little hedgehogs and other shapes appeared vividly on the steaming grate.
"It seems that this round, Chef Zhang's dim sum seems to be more exquisite, and Miss Wen's cooking in a pot is too simple..." Mr. Zhao turned his head slightly and said.
"Hehe, Mr. Zhao's words are probably too early." Mr. Songtao did not dispute, but simply responded.
"It's time!" With Shopkeeper Li's order, the dim sum battle in the extra game finally came to a quiet stop.
Chef Zhang glanced contemptuously at the tenderness next to him, then turned into a trace of complacency, and eagerly opened the drawer.
In the steaming heat, on the bright and clean porcelain plate, fat animals of various colors, glowing with the unique luster of pasta, quietly waiting on the plate.
"Zhang's 'Sweet Honey', please judges and everyone to taste it!" Chef Zhang said, and came out with snacks.
Each of the seven judges got a share, and the others were distributed to the people in the front row. Of course, some were also given to Sheng Yaoshan and Ren Yue.
Gently blew on the slightly hot skin, revealing the dark red bean paste. The sweet smell seems to have a magical power in this cold winter season. Although people have not yet tasted it, they have already warmed their hearts and stomachs.
The sweet and fragrant skin, the glutinous bean paste that melts, the unique sweetness of red beans but not greasy, and the faint scent of osmanthus, reverberate on the tip of everyone's tongue.
"It's delicious, it's delicious!" Admiration came and went one after another.
"Chef Zhang's dim sum is really sweet, it's so sweet!" Master Zhao was full of praise after eating it!
"Not bad, not bad!" On Master Qiao's side, after the dim sum had cooled down a little, he had changed it to one bite at a time, each white and chubby little animal, and he ate them all in an instant, and Master Qiao smiled happily after eating.
The craftsmanship of the chef in his own restaurant really lives up to his reputation!
Of course, Sheng Yaoshan also ate. He was born as a military general, but he just nodded frequently. Delicious is delicious, no need to say more, just look at the action!
Since Ren Yue accepted the silk drawing, he can try some sweets to some extent. However, red beans have a sweet and glutinous taste, and with the addition of white sugar and osmanthus, they are somewhat sweet and greasy. Ren Yue bit the skin slightly and took only one bite. , but after all, it was just a bite, so he put down his chopsticks.
Gently wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, Ren Yue sat there quietly, staring at Gentle with empty eyes, neither anxious nor expectant, just staring at Gentle so emptyly, which makes people feel He couldn't guess what Ren Yue was thinking, or maybe Ren Yue didn't think about anything.
After Chef Zhang finished tasting the dim sum, everyone's eyes were on Wen Rou, looking forward to Chef Zhang's sweetness, and Wen Wen's stunning appearance!
Gently and calmly, he lifted the lid of the white clay pot on the small red clay stove, and the mist filled the air, covering his gentle, fair and delicate face.
As the mist rose, no one noticed that Wen Rou's eyes were very wet, as if something was about to drip from the water.
"It smells so good!" Sheng Yaoshan praised to himself.
If you compare Chef Zhang's sweet dim sum to a peony that shines brightly under the sun. Whether it is color, aroma, taste, or shape, it is so bright and colorful that it conquers the eyes and taste of everyone present.
However, the gentle pot cover has just been lifted, and the unpretentious, faint food mellow fragrance is like the epiphyllum quietly blooming under the starry sky, only quietly blooming, and the faint fragrance spreads out shallowly, not contending, not colorful, not indiscriminate. Vulgar and unflattering, that kind of tranquility evokes the softest nest in the deepest part of the heart, and touches the most unknown emotion in everyone's heart, which makes people feel lonely in the depths. There seemed to be a slight sense of worry.
Use the simplest white porcelain bowl. Congratulations to each judge. Gentle and silently bowed his head and returned to the stove.
"Girl, this is..." Mr. Songtao picked up the porcelain bowl, and inside was a bowl of red bean and lotus seed soup that was so simple that people could see it at a glance.
"Sir, this is red bean and lotus seed soup." Gentle lowered her eyelids. Perfunctory.
"Red bean and lotus seed soup, ha ha." Mr. Zhao turned the bowl around with a porcelain spoon, and it was obvious that this bowl of soup was really "red bean and lotus seed soup".
"Miss Wen, I wonder if we will have the honor to taste it?" Sheng Yaoshan must have tasted Chef Zhang's bean paste dim sum just now, and now he is starting to crave the tender dessert soup again.
"Oh, good." She nodded gently and dully, her eyelids still drooping, her hair covering her forehead. With a slight shake, Sheng Yaoshan couldn't notice the strangeness in Wen Rou's eyes at this time.
Since Sheng Yaoshan wanted it, Ren Yue would naturally treat him equally.
Rou Rou filled two bowls, gently placed them in front of the two of them, and turned around immediately.
Sheng Yaoshan looked at the milky white soup in the bowl. It was nothing special, took a sip, and couldn't help laughing: "Miss Wen, today's red bean and lotus seed soup is a little simple, but it's not up to standard." Extremely shocked look.
Wen Rou was stunned, Yao Shan had the same words and expressions on that snowy night in the previous life.
Ren Yue let out a soft cry at this time, the warm bowl of sweet soup in his hand was soft and sweet, and melted in his mouth, after the sweetness passed, the bitterness slowly soaked out, which made people suddenly feel a little sad, but amidst the hard work, , and suddenly changed again, revealing a little bit of sweetness, so refreshing, straight into the heart, it makes people feel the plain reluctance and concern.
Why, why is there such connotation in this unpretentious soup, this taste... why is this taste so familiar, Ren Yue pursed his lips, feeling a faint sadness in his heart for some reason.
"Red beans are grown in the southern country, and a few branches will come out in spring. May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick."
Ren Yue looked at the sweet soup in the bowl and muttered to himself.
"Miss Wen's soup should be called Acacia." Ren Yue finished softly.
Hearing this, Wenrou's body stiffened beyond control.
On that snowy night in the previous life, she originally recited this poem.
That night, Liu Zhang's army was at his side, the wine shop was scattered, and in the wind and snow, gentle clothes were flying. The water-colored clothes couldn't resist the invasion of the winter snow and cold wind, but they wrapped an extremely strong heart. He raised his head and frowned, his eyes were like autumn water, and between the corners of his eyebrows and his eyes seemed to be filled with melancholy, and there was no way to dispel it.
I still remember that day, she sighed softly, looked far into the sky, and said softly: "My soup today is called Acacia."
Now, she is doing everything possible to avoid the original name of this soup, avoiding the source of this soup, but she never thought that the most familiar stranger in front of her evokes the past life at the moment of tasting the soup. Could it be that the rebirth is not just alone? !
Gentle was stunned.