Back at a bowl of noodle shop, Yu Jinnian, who was almost hungry and dizzy, went straight to the kitchen. Seeing that there was only the last handful of noodles left over from the sale, he made himself a bowl of simple and easy-to-eat shrimp paste noodles.
The noodles are newly kneaded hand-rolled noodles today. After passing through cold water, they become very firm and springy. After that, spread a few spoonfuls of delicious shrimp paste, sprinkle with emerald green green onions, and finally stir them up with bamboo chopsticks. .
Because he is not like a southerner - he likes to eat spicy food, so he also ordered the stir-fried chili with oil and red pepper.
Well, the color is ruddy and fragrant!
Making noodles is just for Yu Jinnian to be lazy. If he has the strength and diligence, in such a slightly cold early winter, he would actually prefer to eat a bowl of shrimp paste noodle soup. The difference between soup noodles and mixed noodles is not just the extra spoonful of water. There are still many tricks in it, such as sautéing chopped green onion and garlic before cooking, and frying the shrimp paste. The fried shrimp paste tastes more delicious. , It's so fragrant.
At this time, add water and cook a few small fungus and oily bean curd skin first. If there are fresh spring bamboo shoots and winter bamboo shoots, they will be sweet and crispy without cooking. Afterwards, roll out the noodles with your hands, stir them up, and when the edges of the noodles become crystal clear, it means that the noodles are almost done. At this time, boil a few tender and crispy cabbage leaves, and lay an egg... tsk tsk tsk, it’s so beautiful .
The more Yu Jinnian thought about it, the hungrier he became, and he felt his stomach and intestines were about to writhe into a fight, so he licked his lips and withdrew his boundless imagination.
At this time, there were still two boiled golden eggs on the kitchen stove. Ji Hong said that Qing Huan kept them specially for him, so Yu Jinnian was not polite, and peeled off their shells, ready to share with Ji Hong. After eating one, he cut two golden eggs into petals and put them on a plate. He also took another small plate and filled it with shrimp paste for dipping.
These eggs are all eggs laid by the old hens that everyone raises themselves. They are not big in size, they are very exquisite and small, and the color of the eggshells is also different. What an eggy smell.
Therefore, the peeled eggs are not only bright and golden, but also very soft and glutinous, which can arouse people's appetite.
When he returned to the room, Ji Hong had changed his clothes, his black hair was tied behind his shoulders with a thin ribbon, and he was sitting in front of the desk looking at the account book. Yu Jinnian squeezed over to sit with the noodle bowl in his hand, sucking loudly next to him, Ji Hong was so sucked by him that he couldn't calm down, so he turned his head to look, and saw that he seemed to be really hungry, so he had no choice but to eat again. He swallowed back the sentence "No words to eat" stuck on the tip of his tongue, and he didn't speak anymore.
Because Yu Jinnian ate too fast, he accidentally choked for a moment. He rubbed his chest, swallowed the hot noodle soup in a hurry, and sent the food down. Now he ate "ha, ha", it was very satisfying look like.
Ji Hong put down the account book, picked up a piece of golden egg, dipped it in shrimp paste and put it in his bowl, saying: "Slow down, be careful of burning."
"Well, you can eat too." Yu Jinnian said vaguely while picking up the bowl.
After thinking about it, I felt that it was a bit immoral for me to eat noodles with eggs and soup, but only let Ji Hong eat eggs, so I reluctantly picked up the last chopsticks noodles in the bowl and asked: "Do you want to eat this?"
But Ji Hong didn't like to eat much after dinner time, at most he would drink some of the health porridge soup he made specially. Yu Jinnian secretly thought, even if he asked this question, Ji Hong would definitely say something like "eating too much at night is not beneficial". His little calculations were crackling in his mind, and it was absolutely unexpected that the other party would "" Hmm" for a moment.
Yu Jinnian was taken aback: "... huh?"
Ji Hong leaned forward and opened his mouth to eat the noodles picked up by the tip of his chopsticks. He didn't suck like him, but chewed it in gracefully.
He ate very quietly, because he was so close that Yu Jinnian could clearly see his slightly trembling eyelashes. Under the eyelashes were a pair of long, half-closed eyes, and the candle flames danced in his eyes vaguely, making Ji Hong look like an old man. Not so cold, very soft and charming.
Xu Shi had just heard a story about the raccoon spirit, and at this moment Yu Jinnian thought of many strange stories in a very clichéd way, such as the white fox boy repaying his kindness, which made him suddenly feel a sense of coquettish emotion.
I saw Ji Hong rolling his throat, and suddenly frowned. When he first tasted the noodles, he thought the noodles were good, but when the taste of the sauce on the noodles gradually dissipated, he couldn't help but choked on it. He really didn't expect it to be so spicy. He covered his mouth with his hands and coughed a few times in a hurry. After drinking half a cup of cold tea, I suppressed the hotness.
Forbearance, when I heard a shallow laugh, it was Yu Jinnian who was secretly laughing at him. At this time, the boy's lips were slightly red, as if stained with lip balm, and the color was bright. Ji Hong only felt the hotness that had just been suppressed surge up again, burning from throat to heart. He didn't want to bear it any longer, and stretched out his hand to pull the young man who was laughing at him to him.
Yu Jinnian was caught off guard by him and dragged him over. He couldn't help letting out a cry of surprise, and when he came back to his senses, he sat on the man's lap.
The two sat facing each other, Yu Jinnian was much taller than him, and it was Ji Hong's turn to look up at him. This feeling was quite novel. He reached out and grabbed Ji Hong's crow-like black hair, and picked it up. Pulling out a strand of smooth hair, while playing with her fingers, while observing Ji Hong carefully, the two of them remained silent for a while.
Ji Hong looked at him for a moment, and his voice became deeper and deeper: "What are you looking at?"
Yu Jinnian smiled and said, "You look good."
Ji Hong felt that his heart was getting hotter, so he wanted to pull Yu Jinnian down to kiss him, and he pulled the boy towards him forcefully.
The more he gets along with this boy, the more Ji Hong finds himself unable to control himself. Recently, he has become even more desperate to touch the boy. From just liking the relaxed atmosphere when he was with him, to always wanting to hug him involuntarily. In his arms, there is always an urge in my heart now, trying to get closer to him.
Just thinking about it, the hands around the boy's waist couldn't help but tighten slowly, and his breathing couldn't help but gradually speed up.
Unexpectedly, when their lips almost touched each other, Yu Jinnian suddenly let out a "hiss".
Ji Hong's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"
Yu Jinnian only twisted his body, raised his butt to change the angle, and landed on Ji Hong's lap again. When asked again, he still shook his head and was unwilling to say it. Ji Hong knew that there must be something wrong, so he wanted to take off his clothes immediately, but Yu Jinnian refused to take off his clothes.
Yu Jinnian jumped off him, stopped kissing, turned his head and got into the bed, wrapped in the quilt like a spring roll, only his head was exposed, and the quilt covered the tip of his nose.
Ji Hong chased after him, grabbed a quilt, and shook him out. The quilt was dark green, and Yu Jinnian's clothes were off-white. The white silkworm baby peeled out of the warm cocoon, at this time the silkworm baby was still staring at Ji Hong with aggrieved eyes.
The man stood tall and handsome in front of the bed, wearing only a snow-white undershirt, and the neckline was slightly open due to the pull just now. At this moment, he was looking down at the young man on the bed, with a suffocating fire in his chest. The brows raised slightly, and he said coldly: "Should I take it off by myself, or should I take it off for you?"
Yu Jinnian hesitated for a moment, fearing that he would be angry and losing face, and finally weighed the pros and cons, but still sternly refused: "No." Then he grabbed the quilt to cover his face.
It's like a scene of forced prostitution.
The two stared at each other for a moment, Ji Hong broke his skills first, and the corners of his mouth trembled uncontrollably. Seeing that Yu Jinnian had such a good appetite just now, and was able to jump up and down alive and well, he knew in his heart that even if there was any injury on his body, it would not be a fatal injury, let alone the young man himself is a doctor... He just wanted to see .
This man is still so angry with him.
"If you hide in again, I'll go get a pair of scissors."
Although these words were full of threats, they were definitely just words. They only had this winter quilt. If it was cut to pieces, it would be a big deal for everyone to tremble together. Naturally, Yu Jinnian would not give in easily if anyone was afraid of others.
Ji Hong laughed back angrily, he couldn't do anything with him except sigh, finally sat helplessly beside his bed, and said softly: "Okay, there's nothing to be ashamed of, come here. My little butterfly was wronged outside, Don't let me take a look?"
He still remembered the joke about Little Butterfly, Yu Jinnian showed a pair of bright eyes from under the quilt, and blinked at him.
Ji Hong patted the mattress next to him lightly again, and saw that the boy hesitated for a while, then moved out slowly, then moved again, and finally wriggled out from inside without moving, face down Lying on the bed, with a pillow under his elbows, he whispered, "It's really nothing, just being beaten a few times with a wooden stick..."
After hitting him a few times, he said it was all right, Ji Hong worriedly gently lifted the hem of his clothes.
Just look at the tender and delicate skin on the back of the waist, as expected, there is a mark, which runs diagonally, and the other end is hidden in the obscene pants. It may be that it has been beaten for a while, and it is already slightly bruised. Ji Hong's heart tightened, and he went down in the direction of the scar, lifting the hem of his trousers a little. Yu Jinnian suddenly felt a chill on his buttocks, but before he could protect him, his trousers were pulled off by Ji Hong.
At this time, the trousers were all fat waisted and wide-legged, and they were comfortable to wear on weekdays, but I didn't expect that being comfortable also meant that they were easy to pick up.
Besides, there was really nothing else in the obscene pants. When Ji Hong picked it up, his dignity as a man was taken away. Yu Jinnian wanted to cry without tears: "Don't, don't take off the pants... hey Wait, don't throw it on the ground..."
Ji Hong didn't pay attention to what the boy was wailing, because he only saw three or four blue marks on the boy's buttocks and thighs, which were heavier than the one on his waist.
His expression became gloomy at the moment, and he couldn't help feeling extremely regretful, wondering what kind of bastard Yang Er he saw that day, and what a good place the Yang family could be. He actually asked Yu Jinnian to stay alone in that ghostly place for so long, He was also beaten back.
This is the little butterfly he held on the tip of his heart, but it was beaten by someone else right under his nose.
"Who hit you?"
Yu Jinnian was in a hurry to pick up his trousers, when he heard this questioning, he shook his hands a little, and dropped the trousers he had just picked up, and he immediately raised his head to look at Ji Hong with a mournful face.
Ji Hong's eyes darkened, and he asked again: "Who hit you?"
Feeling bad, Yu Jinnian hurriedly explained: "It wasn't intentional. Mr. Yang was sick and his brain was not working well, so he mistook me for his son, so he hit me a few times. It didn't hurt too much. It will be fine after two days when the blood stasis dissipates..."
Seeing that Ji Hong's face became even more ugly, he shrank his head and changed his words: "Well, it hurt a little at first, but it's really nothing now, it's just that you accidentally touched it just now, so..."
Before he finished speaking, he was lifted up by Ji Hong and held in his arms.
Ji Hong said: "You are not allowed to go."
Yu Jinnian lay on his shoulders, his lower body was empty, so he could only let out a soft "oh".
Hearing that he has promised so well now, Ji Hong will definitely go out again after a few days when the pain is gone, seeing messy people and seeing messy diseases all day long. It is typical for the scars to heal and forget the pain. . He became even more depressed, wishing he could immediately reveal his identity to support Yu Jinnian, and let the young man pretend to be a tiger outside and bully others.
Thinking of this, he thought it was time to put the matter of returning to Beijing on the agenda—after all, he wanted to give Yu Jinnian something better, no matter if the young man was a bird that couldn't be kept in check, or a swan with lofty aspirations, even if he wanted to Lying at home as a rice worm, he is also willing to make him the fattest and happiest rice worm, and bring him the most fragrant rice in the world for him to peck.
How did Yu Jinnian know that Mr. Ji's ambition was to turn him into a fat and white rice bug? While he was in a daze, he jumped out of bed to pick up his pants, and then put the obscene pants on his legs with his back to Ji Hong, but he didn't know As soon as I bend down, I can see everything that should be seen and should not be seen.
Ji Hong's pupils shrunk slightly, and his eyes fell on Yu Jinnian, thinking that he just touched his waist and back when he hugged on weekdays, and felt that his body was thin, so he thought he was just slender and slender, but he didn't think of the boy's buttocks. Not only did the flesh not feel thin, but it was round and upright, with a full touch, making his straight legs look white and long.
As for some parts... they are quite delicate.
Ji Hong suddenly felt a fever in his nasal cavity, panicked, and quickly avoided his sight.
Yu Jinnian didn't know that Ji Hong had already seen him completely, and when he put on his trousers, he was relieved, and then turned out to wash up a bit. When he came back, he found that Ji Hong was already lying deep in the bed, lying down first with his back facing him. He also wanted to chat with Ji Hong about what he saw and heard in the Yang Mansion today, so he climbed onto the bed, tentatively pulled Ji Hong's shoulder, and was disappointed when he saw that this man really had his eyes closed and his breathing was long and deep. give up.
But he wondered in his heart, this person usually sleeps later than anyone else, why he fell asleep without saying a word today, maybe he is sick.
As he spoke, he squeezed over again, reached out to touch his body temperature, um, he didn't seem to have a fever either.
Forget it, maybe I'm really sleepy.
In the dead of night, Ji Hong, who was "asleep", felt a furnace-like body pressed against his back. He opened his eyes and closed them again. His mind was full of a pair of white and slender legs, which he had been dreaming about. Walking around, he felt hot all over his body, his breathing was heavy, and he was very uncomfortable, so he turned around slightly, lay on his side facing Yu Jinnian, pinched his earlobe, and called out: "Jinnian ?”
He called again, seeing that he didn't respond at all, Ji Hong looked at the boy, (Ji Gongju pinched Niannian's ear, pinched Niannian's face, pinched Niannian's slender waist, um It feels good in the hand, ah, why is this not allowed? There is no atmosphere?) (Ji Gongju shook Niannian's hand, then took it to his side, continued to hold it, and did nothing).
That hand was soft, not very wide, and the knuckles were very thin. The round fingers were very cute. The boy used this kind of hand to cook, see a doctor, and grasp medicinal materials accurately. He knew what it was like to be pulsed by a young boy. Three fingers gently pressed on the pulse, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, like a jubilant bird bouncing on his hand.
Such a small bird is not common, but once seen, it makes people want to catch it and keep it in a cage.
Ji Hong barely suppressed his heavy breathing, and brought this healing hand in front of him, his heart was very depressed, as if he was doing an unforgivable bad thing. It was so hot inside the quilt that I couldn't breathe.
The boy suddenly smacked his lips, whimpered and called out "Ah Hong", and the hand he was holding unconsciously twisted around and grabbed one of Ji Hong's index fingers.
Ji Hong's expression softened, and he put Yu Jinnian's hand back again, raised his head and kissed the young man's forehead, and said in a low voice, "It's my fault, go to sleep." Then he got up and went to bed, tucked the quilt with him Alright, put on an unlined shirt and go outside.
The room is very quiet, and he seldom gets up at night. One is that he doesn't have this need and habit, and the other is... darkness. Although he never admits that he is afraid of the dark, he can't lie to himself after all. At this time, there was neither Yu Jinnian's company nor noisy voices to distract him, only the cold and white moonlight quietly poured in through the window paper, and the surrounding darkness rushed towards him like a surging tide—only after he took the first step After one step, he felt a little flinching.
But at the same time, he couldn't help laughing at himself—he thought that his fear of the black was almost cured, but it turned out that he was just that cunning fox who took advantage of his youthful aura and made his fortune.
Ji Hong pursed the corners of his lips, walked quickly to the desk, and fumbled for the fire pocket in a little panic. He didn't let go of his breath until the moment the candle light came on, and looked back to see that he didn't wake up the boy. Only then did I go out with the lamp, and went to the courtyard for air and air.
After all the dryness in his chest subsided, he returned to the bed with a chill in his body.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he lay down, Yu Jinnian entangled him from behind again, talking dreamily, murmuring something indiscriminately, he pressed so tightly, the breath between his mouth and nose was blowing by Ji Hong's ear, it was crisp and hot.
Ji Hong's expression changed, he stripped himself off again, and went out with the lamp again.
…
The next day, at the end of the night, Yu Jinnian woke up with a stretched waist, but when he opened his eyes, he saw Ji Hong holding a nearly burnt candle in his hand, and there was some chill on his body, as if he had just come from outside. When he came back, he stood in front of the bed with disheveled hair and looked at him. There was a thick bruise under a pair of beautiful eyes, and his expression was very melancholy, which made people feel distressed to death.
Yu Jinnian immediately turned over and sat up, touched the blue color under his eyes, and said, "Oh, poor boy, what's wrong?"
Holding the candlestick in one hand, Ji Hong clasped the boy's chin with the other, wrapped his soft lips around his soft lips and kissed and bit fiercely for a while. Yu Jinnian was scalded by his eyes, but he didn't think of resisting for a long time, and he was frivolous all over by this man inside and out, and he kissed him harder and harder, bullying Yu Jinnian's waist almost broke. In the end, I really couldn't hold it anymore, I just felt that my tongue was numb, so I had to be the first to beg for mercy.
"Hoo hoo..." Yu Jinnian panted.
Ji Hong finally comforted him by gnawing on him, and put the residual candle in his hand heavily on the small bedside cabinet, then turned his head and walked out.
Yu Jinnian looked dumbfounded, thinking to himself, what's going on this early in the morning
However, the others were completely awakened by Ji Hong's kiss, and hurried out of bed, dressed and washed, and got up their spirits to prepare for the opening. The eldest son Ji, who had inexplicably molested him just now, was unloading stools and arranging tables in the front hall. When Yu Jinnian saw him, he saw the pussy cat like a mouse. He didn't want to be bitten again, and he walked around him.
After finishing the work, he didn't understand why Ji Hong was gnawing at him while being angry. Yu Jinnian was puzzled, and decided to hide in the back kitchen, light a hot stove, and cook something delicious to please him.
He bought turmeric powder yesterday, and of course he will continue to make gingerbread men today.
To put it bluntly, the gingerbread man is actually a kind of small biscuit, but the shape is a little cute, and those with children in the family may like it.
Yu Jinnian puts flour, eggs, honey, and an appropriate amount of turmeric powder into the wooden basin used for kneading dough every day, and kneads it into dough. Because turmeric powder is a bit spicy and slightly bitter, not everyone can accept this taste. Some people love its special fragrance, but naturally some people hate its spicy nose, just like the endless debate of coriander. . So he made another dough without turmeric powder, so that people with both tastes can be catered for.
Since there were two balls of noodles, he couldn't do it alone, so he called Qing Huan Suisui to help.
The dough used to make small biscuits is somewhat different from the hand-rolled dough, and needs to be harder, so that the baked biscuits are both crispy and firm. The kneaded dough had to cool down for a while, and the weather was already cold, and the well was even colder to the bone, and the effect was comparable to that of a refrigerator. Naturally, he adopted the method of soaking in a well, and put it in a sealed clay pot to cool down in the well.
Because the dough was cooling down and it would take some time, Yu Jinnian heard that there were people selling milk in the streets behind him. He remembered how he made mint pudding in Yang's mansion yesterday, and he became greedy. He hurriedly pushed open the back window of the kitchen, stepped on the The small bench leaned against the window and called to him, "Dan Lang! Is it fresh buffalo milk?"
Dan Lang carried the burden to the window and enthusiastically sold it: "Naturally! It's only crowded when it's clear. Do you want some?"
"I want it." Yu Jinnian hurriedly picked up a pot-bellied jar, washed it and dried it, and handed it to him through the window, "Please give me this jar."
"Okay!"
After pumping the milk, Yu Jinnian thought about what to do with the milk. Today, he baked small biscuits, and he was too lazy to make other cakes, so he wanted to make a drink for himself. He looked through the shopping basket and saw the inside There are a few gingers that I bought in an unknown year and month, all dry and wrinkled, and inspiration came immediately.
Isn't this God enlightening him to make ginger juice and milk!
The ginger must be old ginger in the ginger milk, and the milk needs to use high-fat and thick milk to coagulate well, and it happens that buffalo milk has the best reputation, which is simply God's will! Yu Jinnian immediately took out the two old gingers, crushed them with the back of a knife, wrapped them in gauze to squeeze out the juice. This ginger juice does not need to be too much, it is enough to reach the bottom of the bowl, if there is too much ginger, it will be spicy and the taste will not be so good.
Then the buffalo milk boiled over low heat, Yu Jinnian saw that Sui Sui was quite greedy, so he filled a bowl for her to drink first, and the little girl obediently went to the front with the bowl in her hand. He added two spoonfuls of sugar to the milk, stirred it slightly until the sugar melted, then poured it out and let it cool a little bit, because the temperature of the milk with ginger juice should not be too high, otherwise some components in the ginger juice would be destroyed and it would coagulate. I can't get up.
Yu Jinnian said to Qing Huan maliciously: "Qing Huan, can you count?"
As soon as she heard that it was counting, Qing Huan said: "Yes, how much do you want to count, Brother Nian?"
In terms of counting and counting, she is quite confident. Because the Xueqiao she followed came from a rich family, she had studied in a private school, and she could count a lot, and Qing Huan also learned a little from her, so the girls next to her could only count to ten or twenty, and she could count to a good number. Dozens, very powerful.
Unexpectedly, Yu Jinnian said: "Count three hundred and sixty, I will play a trick with you."
Qing Huan: "..."
The so-called three hundred and sixty beats are actually about five or six minutes, but Yu Jinnian is used to counting minutes. After the milk is left to dry for about five minutes, it is almost ready to have a close collision with the ginger juice.
Qing Huan, a silly girl, didn't know that Yu Jinnian was just teasing her. On the contrary, she was very happy that Brother Nian was playing tricks for her, so she opened her mouth to count, but Yu Jinnian forgot one thing, counting was very simple to him The problem is that not everyone can understand it, because you don't use that much on weekdays, and even larger numbers have to be calculated by an abacus, otherwise what would the accountant do
She counted to about forty or fifty, but she couldn't remember clearly, but she really wanted to see Brother Nian's tricks, so she began to count the beans, and counted ten beans for one bean, and after about thirty beans, she counted again. Began to get entangled - one bean is ten numbers, what number are those ten beans, and how many numbers are thirty beans
Yu Jinnian, who got into trouble and didn't know it, ran away early. He took advantage of the time and went to the front to help for a while. He carried the plate and walked around under Ji Hong's shadow, as if he had forgotten that Ji Hong was angry in the morning. Kissing him, until Ji Hong turned around and stared at him inexplicably, then said with a smile: "Ah Hong, you also count to three hundred and sixty."
The young man didn't know what was going on in his mind, Ji Hong said "Don't be confused", but secretly counted in his heart.
After playing, Ji Hong came back to the kitchen. In fact, it had been more than six minutes, but Qing Huan was still cracking his fingers. There was a pile of beans, big and small, in the porcelain bowl in front of him, and he was still muttering words, as if he was in a daze. Only then did I realize that I had done something embarrassing, so I sincerely felt guilty: "I'm sorry, I said I was stubborn, and this will change for you."
Qing Huan didn't feel angry at being teased, but felt that Yu Jinnian was amazing, and could count as many as three hundred and sixty.
Over there, Ji Hong counted quickly, and he finished counting within five minutes. When he walked to the back kitchen, he happened to see the young man apologizing to Qing Huan, so he asked, "What's the matter?"
Qing Huan said happily: "Brother Nian said that when you count to three hundred and sixty, you will be juggling!"
"Oh?" Ji Hong leaned against the door with great interest, looking at Yu Jinnian, "I'll take a look too."
Not wanting Yu Jinnian to go out to tease people by himself, and end up being the one surrounded by the crowd, he chuckled, picked up the hot milk that had been air-dried just right, and poured it quickly and evenly into the bowl filled with ginger juice. Under the impact of the milky white milk, the ginger juice stirred up like fireworks-this is called bumping, but it is actually quite vivid.
The bumped milk stood still for a while, and Qing Huan suddenly said in surprise: "It's turned into condensed milk!"
Ji Hong also raised his eyebrows.
Yu Jinnian had a total of five bowls, and everyone in the noodle restaurant had one bowl. It was cold, and ginger juice and milk were not only delicious, but also warmed the stomach. Qing Huan took a few bowls to tell Erniang Suisui about this new story, so Ji Hong took a bowl by himself and asked Yu Jinnian: "You promised Qing Huan the number of three hundred for this trick. My three hundred and sixty How many? Do you have any new tricks?"
Where does he have any tricks, he won't become a living person!
Yu Jinnian said honestly: "It's really gone, that's all."
Seeing that Ji Hong didn't speak, but just stared at him, his scalp was numb, so he had no choice but to test again: "...then I'll make you another flowery rope?"
Ji Hong touched his head, and said in a low voice: "Then write it down, and I'll talk about it when I remember what I want to see."
"..."
Yu Jinnian couldn't help slandering him for his "small stomach" and "caressing over every detail".
After a while, the gingerbread dough was almost cooled. He took out the dough and rolled it out with a rolling pin to make a large and thin dough cake.
The next step should be printing, but he didn't have time to order a ready-made mold, so he simply carved it out with a knife. Although it took some time, he had nothing else at this time, just free, so he calmed down and settled down Quietly carving biscuits, in addition to ordinary small biscuit shapes, he also made more small fish, stars, and flowers.
At this time, the front suddenly became lively, and I don't know what the noise was.
As a small boss, Yu Jinnian naturally had to take a look.
As soon as the curtain was lifted, she saw a group of diners crowded at the door, and heard Qinghuan's voice from the crowd. She was grabbing the door frame to join in the fun, and asked, "Is that the priest in white?"
"Exactly, exactly!"
"Only with this whole body bearing, you will know that you are not a mortal!"
Hearing this, he also went to the shop and took a look outside. It was the white-robed monk who was walking on the long street. He was still holding the tin staff with six rings of lotus in his hand. The white robe fluttered gracefully. It's like a fairy coming down to earth, except that today he didn't wear the string of plum blossom pills on his left hand, but hooked another golden Buddha bell. When he walked, the golden ring on the staff and the golden Buddha bell made a jingle.
As he passed by, passers-by in twos and threes on both sides couldn't help but perform devout Buddhist rituals with him, and he also paid respects to them.
But Yu Jinnian noticed that in front of the white-robed monk, there were still a few guides.
Take a closer look, heh, you can be regarded as an acquaintance—it is Mrs. Zhao from Mr. Yang's family, who came with Shi Shiran, a group of servants, and a porter who carried an empty sedan chair behind.
Yu Jinnian listened to the gossip, it seems that because the white-robed monk insisted on walking, Mrs. Zhao was no longer ashamed to ride a sedan chair alone, so there was this scene of a pedestrian parading through the street.
After the white-robed monk who attracted the onlookers disappeared at the end of the street with Mrs. Zhao, the diners returned to the noodle restaurant with unsatisfied expressions, but they talked about the mysterious "white-clothed monk" and began to promote his new I do not know some of the deeds of living Bodhisattvas.
Yu Jinnian was listening to him and echoing his praises, when he caught sight of Ji Hong inadvertently, and saw that the man's brows were deeply furrowed, as if he was about to be jealous again, he hastily withdrew and went back to his small kitchen to cut face The flowers are gone.
Because of today's good performance of the white-robed monk, the diners outside are enthusiastic, and it seems that just by saying the words "white-clothed monk", they can eat three more bowls of rice.
Yu Jinnian simply caught up with the trend and carved some gingerbread in the shape of golden bells, which happened to be able to be sold to the diners outside blindly chasing after the trend under the pretense of a famous Tang Dynasty snack "Jinling Zhi".
The description of this Jinling Zhi in the "Shaowei Food List" is "crispy and printed fat, take the truth", which probably means that it is a baked snack made of buttered noodles that looks like a golden bell. Because the finished product is golden in color and looks like a golden bell, it is called "golden bell sunburn".
No one here or there has ever seen what a real golden bell roast looks like, so Yu Jinnian borrowed it and called it "golden bell roast, flower flower roast, fish tail roast" or something, but it can no longer be called gingerbread He's dead, otherwise the young master of Jiang's mansion would have killed him immediately and beaten him into biscuits, so he changed his name to "Little Man Zhi", but it sounds weird.
Gingerbreads of various shapes were half-baked, and Yu Jinnian used egg whites and sugar to beat them into custard, divided them into several portions, added tea powder, red yeast rice powder, turmeric powder, etc. to make a natural color mounting liquid, and used oiled paper Roll it into a sharp tube and use it to decorate on the gingerbread.
The villain used the original white to draw cute eyes and mouth, and then used red and green to draw a few laces, Jin Lingzhi also used ginger to draw some patterns, and so on...
After he taught this kind of interesting work once, he handed it over to Qing Huan to do it all. In short, the little girl should be better at this kind of painting than him, and Qing Huan has never seen it on baking pancakes. Painters find it very interesting, work hard, and don't feel boring.
The mounted gingerbread is baked for a while, and it can be sold after the mounting liquid solidifies.
At that time, people had never seen small cakes painted with various flowers, and thought they were strangely shaped, colorful and very beautiful. The person who bought it first tasted one. The turmeric flavor made my stomach feel warm after eating it, while the original flavor was also sweet and sweet, and it made a clucking sound when biting. It was crisper than shortbread, but not as good as shortbread. It's greasy, and it doesn't fall off much. Because the pancakes are made very small, they are like snacks. After eating one piece, one can't help but want another piece.
Because of its cute shape, it is also very popular with children and girls. Many of them were sold out in a short time. Yu Jinnian and Qing Huan were really busy with the heavy weighing.
And Ji Da's accountant stood safely behind the cabinet, serving as his mascot and living signboard for people to have dinner with.
May I ask, who doesn't want to enjoy the beauty while eating cookies
Yu Jinnian who had this thought was gouged out coldly by Ji Damei.
Maybe it's because the white-robed monk is really popular. Even a bowl of Jinlingzhi from the noodle shop has become a hot item. Yu Jinnian originally planned to sell it for only one day before withdrawing it. After all, this thing is no better than other pastries. , which one is not a labor-intensive job? Unexpectedly, there was a steady stream of customers who came to make reservations, and they all asked for Jinling Zhi. Only a few of them wanted to order Huahuazhi and Yutailzhi.
Yu Jinnian couldn't do it, so he had to ask the carpentry shop to carve a mold overnight for emergency, otherwise they would stay up all night to carve the golden bell with their hands, wouldn't they faint from exhaustion!
For two consecutive days, the noodles were kneaded and soaked in the well the night before, and then at Yinshi the next day, when it was still dark, Yu Jinnian had to get up and start printing moulds, baking biscuits, mounting flowers, and then baking. A few gusts of cold wind passed through, and he dozed off early and went to the stove, and he was baked into a grilled salted fish.
Ji Hong saw that the young man was groggy all day long, and he was confused even when he spoke. He forgot what he said last time when he turned his face away. The shop was busy before the day, and he couldn't rest all day. He was afraid that Yu Jinnian would be watching the fire in the kitchen. It was time to fall asleep, and the house was burned down if one was not careful. He was used to insomnia, and used to read alone at night until dawn, and it didn't hurt to sleep less, so he simply got up early and went to bed late with him, and never left.
When Yu Jinnian took a nap, Ji Hong reached out to support his head.
Later, Yu Jinnian simply moved the little cockroach, snuggled up next to Ji Hong, leaned his head on his shoulder to sleep lazily, let Ji Hong stare at the little biscuits, and asked him to get up and flip through the biscuits every other cup of tea .
Two big men squatted on the small bed like children, embracing and watching cookies around the stove, and Brother Nian was sleeping with his head tilted so that his saliva was about to flow out—Qing Huan who got up early and wanted to help Brother Nian Seeing this scene, I immediately felt that the whole kitchen was enveloped by an unusually sweet aura, which made it impossible for an outsider like her to stay!
Such a greedy day and a few days of selling golden bells, even though he made a lot of money, Yu Jinnian was exhausted. Finally, the craze of Jin Lingzhi subsided, and the number of guests who came to make reservations became less and less. When he could catch his breath, another little girl came outside the door.
It's a pity that he didn't want to see even the most beautiful girl at this time, it would be better to sleep with Ji Meiren in his arms, not to mention that the little girl opened her mouth and asked, "Well, may I ask—"
Immediately, immediately, immediately, Yu Jinnian replied decisively: "The golden bell is sold out!"
Xiaojiao Niang was aggrieved, and asked again: "Then, may I ask, Yu—"
Yu Jinnian immediately closed his eyes and waved his hands: "No, the sunburnt fish tail is not for sale anymore!"
"No." Xiaojiao Niang shook her head, and the hair bands hanging down from both sides of her bun swayed slightly with her shaking her head. She cleared her voice and said, "I want to ask... is Boss Yu here?"
Hearing that she didn't come to buy golden bells, Yu Jinnian opened his eyes and took a closer look. Seeing her appearance clearly, he couldn't help being surprised. This wasn't the one who secretly tore out a few pages of "Fa Hua" at Fengbo Temple that day. The little girl who ran away after the Bible
Xiaojiao Niang took out an invitation card from her bosom, handed it to Yu Jinnian and said, "I'm from Yang's residence, and our residence is going to hold a puja in the next few days, so I'm asking Boss Yu to come over to help arrange the three Tianqingzhai banquet noodles."
When he heard that it was the Yang family, Yu Jinnian was not very happy, not to mention that his own son Ji didn't want to see the Yang family, so even if he agreed to this matter, Ji Hong would definitely not agree.
But just as he was about to refuse, the little girl took out something wrapped in a small handkerchief from her bosom, and said, "It is the mage invited from our house who asked you to have a meal by name. The mage said, you do it." The fasting meal has the effect of calming the mind and can help him exorcise demons... He also said that if you don't want to go, I will show you the things here, as long as you see this, you will definitely go. "
Yu Jinnian frowned, the Yang family recently invited a mage, could it be that white robed monk
So he asked her, "What's in here?"
Xiao Jiao Niang shook her head again: "I don't know."
Yu Jinnian thought for a while, then took the small silk bag, thinking, whether I go or not, it's always okay to see what's inside first, the most valuable gold and silver jewels inside, or What kind of pleading letter, the white robe monk will never write a threatening letter to force me to submit.
But when he opened the small silk bag, he was stunned.
Because there was neither gold, silver, jewels, nor threatening letter of pleading, what was lying in the little white silk was just an ordinary piece of candied ginger. .