Feng Shuo glanced at her and said with a smile: "You are not worried about me taking advantage of others after drinking, but you are worried about going back."
His delicate eyebrows and eyes seemed to be drawn with ink, and there was a hint of smile in his usually cold eyes. Because he had just drunk some wine, there was a hint of water on his beautiful lips. Behind him were plum blossoms in full bloom, which were extremely gorgeous.
Jiang Yanyi said: "If you are really drunk, I am not dangerous."
Only alcohol can give cowards courage; when they are really drunk, they cannot lose control of their sexual desire.
This time it was Feng Shuo's turn to be stunned: "You are a girl, who taught you to say these things?"
Jiang Yanyi said calmly, "I read it in a book."
Feng Shuo couldn't help but reflect on himself, did the travel notes he found for her really talk about these things
Jiang Yanyi pursed her lips and smiled, then poured a glass of fruit wine from the earthenware bowl brought by the old man. The fruit wine was sweet with a slight sourness, and did not have a strong alcohol taste. The alcohol content was probably similar to that of rice wine. After drinking it in one gulp, it cooled down her mouth all the way to her stomach, making her feel inexplicably refreshed.
She didn't taste what fruit it was, but the flavor was so refreshing that it really surprised her.
"What kind of fruit is this brewed from? It tastes really good." Jiang Yanyi praised.
Feng Shuo took the wine bowl she had drunk from very naturally, brought it to his lips and tasted it, frowned and thought for a while, then said, "I can't taste it."
He had only recently regained his sense of taste, and although he had drunk a lot of alcohol before, he couldn't taste it.
Jiang Yan noticed that he was drinking from the same ceramic bowl that he had drunk from before, and wanted to say something, but swallowed it back when it came to his lips.
We've already kissed each other, isn't it a bit too hypocritical to care about these things now
She changed the subject and asked, "Do you come here often?"
Feng Shuo looked at Merlin outside the window and said, "I don't come here often. The only time I can see this place is when it snows."
As he spoke, the old man had already brought out a brazier to keep them warm.
Jiang Yanyi asked, "Old man, what kind of fruit do you use to make this fruit wine?"
The old man smiled and replied: "It is brewed with wild pears from the mountain. Doesn't it taste good?"
Although he is old, his eyes are clear and bright, without any turbidity.
Jiang Yanyi felt that when this old man was looking at him, he seemed to be seen through by him. How could an old man selling wine in a mountain tavern have such eyesight
She nodded: "It's delicious. If there is more wine here, old man, I would like to buy more to take back."
The old man laughed out loud, but his eyes turned to Feng Shuo: "It's rare that you bring people to take care of the business of an old man like me."
Feng Shuo said to Jiang Yanyi, "This old man is very sloppy. If you want to buy some wine sold in the store, don't buy his."
The old man instantly changed his expression to anger: "Go away, you heartless brat, you still want to mess up Old Man Huang's business!"
When he looked at Jiang Yanyi, his face changed to a loving one again: "A girl with such a beautiful appearance and good temperament, why did she fall for this brat?"
Feng Shuo put down his wine bowl and said, "If you keep talking nonsense, you old man, forget about paying for the wine today."
The old man stopped talking and said to Jiang Yanyi, "There are still many good wines in the wine cellar. Whatever wine you want, I have it here."
Jiang Yanyi said to the old man, "I want ten jars of fruit wine and plum wine each."
The old man was so happy that all the wrinkles on his face were stretched out: "This is a big deal. Girls, sit down for a while. I will get you some food to fill your stomach."
After the old man entered the inner room, Jiang Yanyi asked Feng Shuo, "Are you familiar with this old man?"
Feng Shuo drank his wine, but his eyes became distant: "It's an old friend."
Jiang Yanyi thought to himself that it was no wonder, this old man's demeanor was not that of an ordinary person.
It was freezing cold, and Jiang Yanyi couldn't bear to see an old lady busy in the kitchen, so she went into the kitchen to help.
The old man was humming a tune while processing a piece of bacon. When he saw Jiang Yanyi come in, he glanced at her and continued to work: "Girl, just sit outside and warm yourself by the fire."
Jiang Yanyi said: "I know some cooking skills. It's freezing cold, so I'll do it myself."
The old man saw that she was dressed neatly and had fair and delicate hands. He knew she was a rich lady. He thought she was being kind and said with a smile, "Please don't dirty your nice clothes."
Jiang Yanyi insisted: "No."
She took the half-finished bacon from the old man. After cutting it, the lean meat was reddish brown, while the fat was amber-like pale yellow. She praised, "You smoked this bacon well."
The old man saw that Jiang Yanyi's knife skills were sharp and he didn't seem to be a show-off. He could tell the quality of the meat just by looking at its color. He was obviously a good cook, so he started talking: "This bacon was smoked by me using fruit wood charcoal made from wild pear wood. It took a lot of effort."
Jiang Yanyi cut the cleaned bacon into large cubes and put it in the pot to cook. He peeled the winter bamboo shoots on the side and said, "I have seen a lot of good things here today. Winter bamboo shoots are hard to buy in the market."
The old man stroked his gray beard with great satisfaction and said, "Little girl, you know what's good. You can't even buy the delicacies in the city with money, but I treat them as home-cooked food here."
The old man probably enjoyed the conversation, so he went out for a while. When he came back, he held a small basket in his hand and said, "Here are some bamboo fungi. It's getting cold, so I'll kill a chicken and make soup for you."
Jiang Yanyi took a quick look and asked in surprise, "Golden Bamboo Fungus?"
Dictamni is also known as "bamboo ginseng". As one of the "Eight Mountain Treasures", it is very precious. Dictamni was called "Queen of Fungi" in later generations. It is many times more precious than ordinary Dictamni.
Seeing that Jiang Yanyi could call out the name, the old man smiled more complacently: "The little girl is quite knowledgeable."
He raised more than a dozen chickens in his yard, but they stopped laying eggs in winter.
Catching chickens on a snowy day would naturally cause a commotion. He was old and his legs and feet were not very flexible, so the job of catching, killing and plucking the chickens fell on Feng Shuo. However, it was not too difficult for Feng Shuo.
Such high-quality bamboo fungus cannot be wasted, so Jiang Yanyi plans to make a dish called "Bamboo Fungus Hibiscus". Speaking of Bamboo Fungus Hibiscus, in her original world, it was also one of the famous state banquet dishes. Foreign presidents who visited the country all praised it highly after eating it.
Jiang Yanyi cut off the chicken breast from the chicken that Feng Shuo had prepared and kept it, and cut the rest of the whole chicken into small pieces to make chicken soup.
The "hibiscus" in "bamboo fungus hibiscus" naturally refers to chicken. Jiang Yanyi chopped the chicken breast into fine meat paste with the back of a knife, beat in two egg whites, added a small amount of water and fine salt, stirred evenly, and steamed it.
The key to processing the ingredients in this step is to make them tender. A good "Furong" will be more tender than tofu after being steamed, and will melt in your mouth, yet have a strong chicken flavor.
The kitchen in the old man's house was small, and it would be crowded if there were too many people. He saw that Jiang Yanyi seemed to be quite good at cooking, so after explaining to Jiang Yanyi where the seasonings were, he went out and had a couple of glasses of wine with Feng Shuo by the brazier.
Jiang Yan thought that the chicken soup in the pot needed to be boiled for a while, so he planned to stir-fry some bacon and winter bamboo shoots first.
The winter bamboo shoots are fragrant and tender, while the bacon has a mellow taste and firm texture. The combination of the two is simply indescribable!
Use chopsticks to poke the cooked bacon lightly and the skin will be pierced through.
Jiang Yanyi scooped up the bacon, let it cool and cut it into thin slices for later use. Boil water in a pot and blanch the winter bamboo shoots to remove the astringency.
Wait until the water in the pot has dried up, add sesame oil and heat it to 70% hot, then add bacon slices and winter bamboo shoots slices and stir-fry. The fat in the bacon will be stimulated to release oil, which will mix with the vegetable oil, making the fried winter bamboo shoots taste more fragrant.
Because bacon itself is quite salty, Jiang Yanyi only added a little bit of salt, and added fermented black beans, cooking wine, and chopped garlic sprouts. Finally, he poured a spoonful of fresh soup made from an old hen on it. The aroma wafted throughout the entire hut.
The old man who was drinking with Feng Shuo outside sniffed and stretched his neck to shout into the kitchen: "What kind of dish did you cook, little girl? Why does it smell so good?"
Jiang Yanyi's voice came from the inner room: "Stir-fried bamboo shoots with bacon, we'll be ready to eat!"
The old man turned around and said to Feng Shuo, "You are so lucky!"
Feng Shuo placed a piece on the chessboard, a faint smile formed on his lips, and said, "You lose."
The old man leaned over to take a look. He was indeed powerless to turn the tide in this game. He waved his hands and said, "No, no, I could beat you a few times in the early years, but now I always lose. It's boring!"
Feng Shuo said: "Learning is like sailing against the current. If you don't move forward, you will fall behind."
The old man drank his wine, looked at Merlin in front of the house and said, "I'm old now, I don't want to bother with it anymore."
Feng Shuo's gaze also followed him and turned to Meilin: "When the Mu family was raided, you were willing to die in the Golden Palace to make a statement. Now that the world is divided, why are you unwilling to come out?"
A trace of regret flashed across the old man's eyes: "Civil servants died for remonstrance, and military servants died for battle. Chen Zhongbo died in the Golden Palace five years ago. Now, the only one alive in this world is just a wine seller."
Feng Shuo asked him, "Where's Chi Qing? You don't want to take care of him anymore?"
The old man smiled and said, "I have taught him everything I could. How far he can go and where he can go depends entirely on his luck. If it really comes to a matter of life and death, I hope you can save his life."
Feng Shuo said: "Of course."
The old man said, "You have protected the two brothers for me for so many years, so I owe you a favor. If you find a suitable candidate, please send him to me. I cannot raise another Mu Xuanqing, but I will not raise a good-for-nothing for you either."
Feng Shuo didn't use the wine bowl anymore. He just picked up the wine jar and took a sip. He looked out the window, wiped the wine stains from his lips with his hand and said, "Let's talk about it later."
“Dinner is ready!”
Jiang Yanyi shouted from the kitchen, and the two of them stopped talking.
The winter bamboo shoots and bacon are fried, and the chicken soup is ready.
The remaining steps of making "Bamboo Fungus and Hibiscus" are also simple. Pour the boiled chicken soup into the pot, cut the soaked Bamboo Fungus into slices, put them into the pot and boil them in the chicken soup. Use a spoon to scoop the steamed "Hibiscus" into thin slices, put them into the soup, and then serve.
The taste of bamboo fungus and hibiscus soup should be thick but not greasy, light but not thin, clear and fragrant.
Jiang Yanyi brought out the dishes, and the old man went to get a bowl for the rice.
It was a very cold winter day, so Jiang Yanyi first served everyone a bowl of soup. The old man's bowls were all made of coarse pottery, but it did not affect the flavor of the soup at all.
After drinking it in one gulp, my whole stomach warmed up. The soup had the fresh aroma of chicken and bamboo fungus, but without a trace of oil.
The old man sighed: "This soup is delicious!"
He picked up a piece of bacon with a good amount of fat with his chopsticks, wrapped it with a big mouthful of rice and ate it, nodding repeatedly: "This meat is also fried well!"
The fat part of the bacon is cooked until it is soft, but the lean part is still quite chewy. The flavors of garlic sprouts, fermented black beans, and winter bamboo shoots are all mixed in it, which is really delicious.
Compared to the old man who ate while praising, Feng Shuo was more particular about not talking while eating or sleeping. He didn't say a word and his movements were very elegant, but he picked up his chopsticks faster than anyone else. Occasionally, he would pick up a piece of lean bacon and put it into Jiang Yanyi's bowl without saying a word.
After the meal, the winter bamboo shoots and bacon were eaten up cleanly, and the bamboo fungus and hibiscus soup was drunk up to only an empty basin. Only the pot of chicken soup in the kitchen was left. The old man said he would save it for rice soaking in the evening.
Jiang Yanyi felt a little full, so Feng Shuo took her for a walk in the plum forest to help digest the food.
The old man looked at their backs in the heavy snow, sitting by the stove, drinking a little wine, with a little tipsiness on his face, beating the rhythm with his hands and singing the song he often heard in the old days: "I dream of the orioles singing, and the years have passed in a mess. I stand in the small courtyard. I have poured out all the heavy smoke and thrown away the remaining embroidery thread. Do you care about me as much this spring as last year?"
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Perhaps because he had just eaten, Jiang Yanyi didn't feel cold when he went outside to appreciate the plum blossoms again.
She walked briskly in front, and Feng Shuo followed behind her in a cloak.
Jiang Yanyi ran to a crooked plum tree and looked up for a while, then suddenly ran to the trunk, turned around and called out to Feng Shuo, "Come quickly!"
Behind her was white snow and red plum blossoms, but her smiling eyes seemed even brighter than the plum blossoms on the snow.
"What's wrong?" Feng Shuo looked at her with unprecedented gentleness in his eyes and walked towards her at a leisurely pace.
Seeing that he was about to reach the foot of the tree, Jiang Yanyi suddenly shook the trunk hard, and the snow on the plum branches fell all over Feng Shuo, and some even fell into his neck, freezing him.
The prank was successful and Jiang Yanyi laughed so hard that he fell over.
Feng Shuo glanced at her and said, "You are rebelling today, right?"
He raised his foot to chase him, but Jiang Yanyi ran away.
However, the difference in leg length and physical strength was there, and she was caught by Feng Shuo before she could run a few steps.
Jiang Yanyi clutched the collar of her cloak tightly with both hands. Because of the running just now, her originally porcelain-like skin was flushed. She said timidly and fiercely, "Don't throw snowballs into my collar."
Feng Shuo leaned over and kissed her slightly cold lips.
The author has something to say: 1 From the Kunqu opera "The Peony Pavilion"
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Some people mentioned the issue of the heroine changing her surname, because Jiang was the heroine's surname before she traveled through time, and there are so many chapters, and the heroine suddenly changed her surname, and some people were afraid that they would not be able to adapt, so the heroine did not change her surname, only her younger brother changed his surname~
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