Everything originated from a bowl of braised pork.
At that time, she was still young, and it was the tip of the cardamom in 2008, which was as tender as a spring onion. It should have been a good time to find a good husband and wife. However, she is different from other families, she has not moved her heart, and she has no interest in marrying. Her only hobby is to eat meat—pork, beef and sheep are the best, followed by chicken, duck and fish. In short, both fat and thin are suitable.
She has loved food since she was a child, especially meat.
Although it was wrong, she knew it.
The nutrition and diet textbook in the university at that time clearly stated: "Meat is an acidic food, and eating more is not beneficial."
But she always wanted to eat the braised pork cooked by her mother, and missed the warm and familiar taste.
Recalling that she was only willing to be a vegetarian in order to lose weight at that time, how stupid she was, she beat her chest and feet.
There are also schools, families, society, cities, gossip, and the ever-crowded bus...
Wake up from a car accident and everything is different
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Gu Qingqiao, the daughter of a famous family and the only seedling, her father was the minister of the Ministry of Rites, and her grandfather was the founding general of the dynasty. The former grassroots girl suddenly became a lady of the family, and she is still a young lady with red seedlings.
Surprises are surprises, and the days pass. But the ancient people didn't have so many tricks, and they lacked the spirit of entertainment. The deep boudoir is claustrophobic and depressing, and her spiritual emptiness leads to hunger and thirst. Her only pleasure is to search for some delicious food.
But at the end of the year, a fortune-teller came to the family and said that Gu Qianhao is all good, but it is not good to love food. In the future, I am afraid that eating food will cause some troubles, and it may even bring disaster to the country and the people.
Wow, anyone who likes to eat can overthrow the ruling and opposition parties, what a murder caused by steamed buns.
She rolled her eyes to God.
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Father Shangshu suddenly said that there was a distinguished guest at home who was coming to dinner, and ordered the cook to prepare a feast early.
Just as he was about to open his mouth, the old man stepped forward and said: "Qingqiao, don't worry, there are meat dumplings, I have asked Ada to prepare them for you."
She stepped back dumbfounded, and out of the corner of her eyes, she saw Aunt Zhao secretly smiling with her sleeves covered, her eyebrows curved.
In this dynasty, her biological mother passed away long ago, leaving only such a beautiful aunt. Although she wasn't a top-notch vicious person, she didn't really like her very much.
Oh, Auntie, Auntie, why do you all like the surname Zhao
She thought of Uncle Xueqin and wailed in her heart.
Drifting to the kitchen, Ada was cutting meat, very happy to see her here.
"Today's meat is very good! Five layers and three flowers, both fat and thin, it is perfect for making meat Yuanxiao."
Ada was picked out by her, and after several years of torture and training by her, she is now the head chef.
I think that when she celebrated her first Lantern Festival here, everyone ate Lantern Festival stuffed with sesame, peanut and jujube paste, but she asked for salty Lantern Festival. The cooks looked at each other, not knowing that Yuanxiao could be made salty.
In the end, Ada, the kitchen boy, stood up and groped to make her a long-missed fresh meat Lantern Festival.
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"Very good, Ada, I'm going to use pork bones to make soup base in the future." She, who has always been picky, smiled openly, "Remember to add more pepper."
Since then, the family of the Minister of Rites has eaten this strange meat Yuanxiao every year.
Ada, the cook, became famous in one battle. ()
"Since this meat is so good, let's make braised pork tonight." She looked at the white flowers on the chopping board and became interested.
"It's not in the list given by the master." Ada was a little embarrassed, "It's all abalone and bird's nest... the small one didn't prepare enough meat."
Think about it too, braised pork is not a big dish on the countertop, just eat it casually.
So she turned around and continued to float, Shi Shiran said: "Then you cook a bowl for me alone, and chop up the rest to make Yuanxiao stuffing, and let Dongxi deliver it in the evening when it's done."
"Hey, you're not going to the banquet tonight!" Ada screamed strangely from behind.
"Hey what, you haven't heard that a small banquet can't be eaten well, and a big one can't be full?" Sighing softly, Wu Nong's soft words were accompanied by resentment, "It's the New Year's Eve, you have the heart to let my incomparably noble daughter Is your body starving?"
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Ada stood there blankly.
"By the way, Ada, remember to save a bowl of rice for me."
When the distinguished guests arrived at night, she started to do the same thing again - pretending to be sick.
There are thousands of ways to deceive people in this world, but pretending to be sick is the easiest way, no props or preparations are needed, just put a quilt on it and hum a few times and you're done. The old man had nothing to do with her, and he couldn't force it, so he finally walked away with a straight face.
The old man lifted the quilt with his front feet and his back feet and smiled silly, babbling and humming.
Dongxi pricked up her ears, and vaguely heard what she was singing, "Pretending to be sick, I love you, just like a mouse loves rice."
Curling her lips, Dong Xi expressed her disdain for the lack of originality—she had listened to this song too many times, and every time it was "xxxx I love you, just like mice love rice", and kept repeating this sentence over and over again
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Not too tired, she thought.
Dongxi is not an ordinary girl, she has a strong mental capacity, and she has long been used to the weirdness.
Thinking of being punished by the master for copying "The Commandments for Women" a hundred times, she was on the verge of collapse, shaking her madly in anger and shouting:
"Why should I wear it? Why should I wear it?! Why do you say I should wear it?!"
"... because... if you don't wear it... you'll catch a cold..." Dong Xi almost collapsed from the trembling of the flower branches she shook, and he insisted on choking these words out of his throat.
There was a sudden, miraculous silence.
"...you're right." Looking at her and smiling, the smile was very strange, "If you don't wear it, you will catch a cold."
Then he let her go and checked her pinched red arm for himself.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't learn from Brother Jing Tao." The voice was very gentle, like a ball of sweet bubbles, "I will never leave Roaring Cult in the future, so don't worry."
Brother Jing Tao? Roar to teach
Dongxi was confused when she heard it, but it was the first time she felt that what she swears was so beautiful.
Far better looking than anyone she'd ever met.
It's a pity that she seldom became normal afterwards, and she often lamented: "Actually, I really don't want to wear it."
Sometimes he even muttered that he should be called "flattery".
"Why is this?" The master was very angry when he heard it.
"Because you wear thousands of clothes and wear them all, but flattery doesn't wear them."
With a sweet smile, her appearance is extremely beautiful.
Looking at the beauty drinking tea and singing in front of her, Dong Xi couldn't help but said, "The most famous Prince Duan Yu, Duan Yu, Duan Yu, who is here to have a banquet today, don't you really want to go and see?"
With a "poof", he spewed out a big mouthful of tea.
It's really dirty, Dongxi moved away quietly, keeping calm
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"Duan Yu? There really is a prince with this name?" He stared blankly at her, then as if remembering something, he looked up to the sky and sighed, "Oh, my poor hero Qiao, what do you think if Ah Zhu..."
Tsk tsk, started talking nonsense again, Dongxi watched, couldn't help feeling sad.
Almost half an hour after the banquet started, Dong Xi, who was sent to the kitchen as an undercover agent, hadn't returned yet.
Her stomach started to growl, and Qing Qiao couldn't sit still.
The current body is pampered and pampered, and the biological clock is extremely accurate. If I don't eat, I will probably have a stomachache.
After thinking and thinking, she finally defeated her reason. She put on a black robe and walked out quietly.
When the moon is dark and the wind is high, stealing delicious food.
After touching the familiar room, I opened the door and saw that a small pot on the stove was bubbling with steam, and there was a refreshing smell of meat in the air. There is also a small white porcelain bowl that has been buckled beside the pot-you can tell without looking, that it contains fresh rice.
Ada Ada I love you like a mouse loves rice.
She sang in her heart.
Boiling meat, bibimbap, everything is so delicious.
The small pot was still cooking, so she just stood there, picked up a piece of meat, and took a bite of plain rice, while eating, she recalled the person who loved to cook this dish the most in the distant time and space.
The hot air made the nose red, then turned into mist, and condensed into clear water droplets on the cheeks.
"Why are you crying?"
Suddenly a voice asked her.
"Because the braised pork is so delicious."
She replied subconsciously while turning her head away.
Hair tied with a golden crown, clothes fluttering, eyebrows and eyes as handsome as distant mountains.
Gu Jiaqingqiao, for the first time in her life, saw someone in a daze, and even forgot to eat meat.