Ancient Foodie Survival Guide

While Xie Xun was still struggling outside the house, Jiang Shuyao came out of the kitchen.

Xie Xun's gaze collided with her, a little uncomfortable.

Jiang Shuyao didn't care at all, and smiled at him: "It's just right to come back, just out of the pot." After that, he walked straight to the east wing.

Her attitude was natural and generous, and Xie Xun was also affected, striding to keep up.

The two sat down face-to-face, Jiang Shuyao didn't like others to serve him when he ate, and the maidservants stepped back after putting on the plate.

Seeing Xie Xun sitting upright on the opposite side, with an extremely serious look, made Jiang Shuya a little nervous.

The big taboo for eating is to be restrained.

She picked up the porcelain pot on the table, leaned slightly, and poured a glass of wine for Xie Xun.

Upon seeing this, Xie Xun said in surprise: "This is... wine?" He hadn't seen a woman who had dinner and drinks.

"Of course." Jiang Shuyao mentioned this, his eyes turned into crescent-shaped smiles, "I bought it by a messenger. I have tasted it and it tastes good. I don't know if you like it or not."

The ancient wine-making and drinking culture has a long history, and there are many kinds of wine, such as flowers into wine and fruit wine, which is often a member of the beverage industry, wine, date wine, mulberry wine, citrus wine, plum wine, pomegranate wine, peach wine and perry wine, etc. The degree is not high, the taste is sweet and delicious, especially suitable for women to drink.

When Jiang Shuyao heard that Bai Zhi counted so many types of wine, he seemed to have fallen into a granary, waved his hand, and excitedly asked Bai Zhi to buy a bottle back.

Xie Xun looked at her and then at the wine, slightly surprised and said: "Do you like drinking?"

Jiang Shuyao nodded.

Xie Xuan was taken aback for a moment, but didn't say anything, and took a sip from the glass.

His fingers were white and slender, with well-defined joints, and the appearance of holding up a jasper wine glass was particularly seductive. Jiang Shuyao couldn't help but let his eyes fall on his hand.

Xie Xun did not pay attention, and asked, "This is pear wine?"

Jiang Shuyao moved his eyes to his skinny wrist, nodded intently, and replied, "Yes."

Xie Xun’s cuffs are wide, and when he raises his hand, his wide sleeves hang slightly, revealing a section of the cuffs of a snow-white shirt. His wine tasting look is too elegant and handsome, so that Jiang Shuyao, who originally intended to create an atmosphere of drinking and drinking at a roadside stall, is somewhat defeat.

"Cold and lovely, sweet and beautiful." Xie Xun put down the wine glass, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "This is the first time I have sorrel wine."

This was the first time Jiang Shuyao saw him smile.

The setting sun coated his body with a soft halo, the ink hair was high, and his face was like a crown jade. When he chuckled, the lonely and arrogant temperament on his body was instantly dissipated, and the warmth melted, and it was like a spring moon.

Then the smile on his face froze.

"You... why are you looking at me like this?" Xie Xun coughed and was panicked by Jiang Shu's scorching eyes.

Jiang Shuyao retracted his gaze from appreciating the beauty, and sighed with regret: "It's okay, let's eat."

She uncovered the lid on the large porcelain basin on the table, and a strong, spicy flavor instantly penetrated into Xie Xun's nose.

At the entrance is a pot of red and bright prawns, the skin has been deep-fried, the color is oily, and the sauce with red oil is poured on it.

Jiang Shuyao originally intended to make spicy crayfish, but it was a pity that crayfish was introduced to China in the 19th century. At this time, there were only ordinary shrimps, so she used spicy crayfish to make this big pot of spicy crayfish.

Xie Xie looked at this pot of shrimp, thinking about the shrimp gnawing method Jiang Shuya taught him before. He had some headaches, so many, it was too troublesome to eat.

He just wanted to move the chopsticks when he saw a white hand leaning into the basin...

Xie Xun held up his chopsticks, dumbfounded.

Jiang Shuya peeled the shrimp three times, threw it into his mouth, and squinted happily.

It's a pity that there is no crayfish, if you can't hold the crayfish and take a bite of the soup, that's the essence.

After Jiang Shuyao finished eating, he kept picking up shrimps, feeling Xie Xun’s incredible gaze, and looked at him: "You won't eat?"

Xie Xun looked at her hand and then at the shrimp: "You catch it with your hand?"

Jiang Shuyao naturally said, "How troublesome it is to use chopsticks, it's such a big pot."

She was peeling the shrimp while she was talking. After peeling, Xie Xun was still staring at her. Later, she realized that afterwards, people might not accept it.

"You can use chopsticks, uh... my hands are not dirty."

Seeing her look embarrassed, Xie Xun was about to say that he was not disgusted, but surprised, but Jiang Shuyao intercepted the conversation first, and quickly said: "You are not too troublesome, ask a maid to peel you shrimp?"

Xie Xun quickly said: "No."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Shuyao suddenly leaned forward and handed a peeled shrimp to him.

Her movements were so sudden that Xie Xun didn't react at all.

He looked down at her hand, his wrists were like snow, and his fingers were pale.

The successive astonishment made him a little stunned. For a moment, he looked at the close hand holding the shrimp, lowered his head subconsciously, and took the shrimp with his mouth.

Silence, weird silence.

Jiang Shuyao expected that he would use chopsticks to pick up the shrimp, or he would simply dislike me and say that I don't want it. It was him who kept his demeanor and a little tricky behavior. What's the matter with his mouth?

Xie Xun didn't expect that he would lower his head and bit the shrimp. When he realized what he had done, there was a thud in his head, eagerly climbing on the base of his ears, and a **** redness quickly appeared.

Can't be discovered by her.

Xie Xun was a little flustered for a while, not knowing how to conceal it, but before Jiang Shuyao noticed that his ears were red, the shrimp tasted in his mouth.

An irritating spiciness suddenly came up from the tip of his tongue. He was not prepared, and he coughed because of the sudden pungency.

His white face was red with a cough, his waist was arched, and even the corners of his eyes were stained with rouge, which looked really painful.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Shuyao asked.

Xie Xun shook his head and took a sip of fruit wine to barely relieve the spiciness.

His face was burning fiercely, his behavior just now was really embarrassing, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Jiang Shuyao didn't care at all. After all, eating spicy food would sometimes cause tears and nose to flow together. There was no embarrassment.

Without stopping, she said to Xie Xun, "Do you want to eat?"

Xie Xun nodded pretendingly, not so fragile and delicate.

"Then I will call the maid to help you peel the shrimp." Jiang Shuyao said.

As soon as she finished speaking, Xie Xun immediately interrupted: "No."

As if trying to prove something, he quickly reached out and picked up a spicy prawn, and started peeling it awkwardly.

Jiang Shuyao thinks he is a little weird, but she and Xie Xun have always been different from the same world, so she is too lazy to think about it, anyway, she doesn't think the same way.

Xie Xun felt that Jiang Shuyao's eyes fell on him, and he was relieved.

He peeled the shrimp, hesitantly, and slowly put it into his mouth.

It's not like Xinsi flew elsewhere, the entrance was not choked, only the shrimp wrapped in the soup was extremely hot, and the tip of the tongue hurt slightly.

The rich and spicy flavor activates all taste buds, salty, spicy, hemp, and fragrant. All the flavors complement the umami flavor of shrimp, which is different from the common light umami flavor, which is extremely rich and spicy. The sauce is as thick as gorgon, with gorgon wrapped in oil.

After swallowing, the tip of the tongue is still numb and crisp, leaving the unique sweetness of shrimp in the mouth.

He raised his head to look at Jiang Shuyao. She had already peeled a large plate of prawn skins quickly with her hands and feet, and her lips were so hot that she barely rolled up the wine glass with her ring finger and little finger, and drank it unsightly.

Seeing her eating happily, Xie Xun panicked.

There is still a faint spicy taste in the mouth, and the tip of the tongue is slightly tingling and painful. The more you do this, the more you want to eat one bite after another, as if this can alleviate the spicy feeling. The spicy flavor is addictive, and the umami is even more memorable.

Xie Xun peeled the shrimp faster and faster, and the spicy and delicious taste stimulated a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

I really don't know how Jiang made such delicious shrimp. The thick sauce penetrated into the shrimp meat, and the shrimp was tender and elastic. The umami flavor of the shrimp is also incorporated into the sauce, and even the spicy oil envelops the sweet umami of the shrimp.

The sauce is salty and spicy, but it can’t conceal the umami taste of the shrimp. Xie Xie took one bite after another, and even gave birth to the idea of ​​using steamed buns in the brown-red sauce with shrimp flavor. It must be delicious, even if it’s just steamed buns, it’s better than noon. I used too much food in the East Palace.

The two ate the shrimp quietly, except for the noise when peeling the shrimp, only the sound of the bamboo leaves being blown by the cool wind outside the house.

Jiang Shuyao was eating very happily, and finally stopped when his stomach was about to swell after eating.

Xie Xun was quick to get started, and the speed of peeling shrimp was already faster than that of her veteran. The two of them wiped out the large bowl of shrimp cleanly, completely without the grace of a gentleman.

Jiang Shuyao asked people to collect the dishes, and Xie Xun and the two washed their hands with acacia locust several times before feeling the smell on their hands disappeared.

Xie Xun was satisfied with a meal and was about to go back to the study, but was stopped by Jiang Shuyao: "Do you want to drink lotus root powder?"

"……and also?"

Jiang Shuyao nodded and returned to the table: "Of course, you can't just eat shrimp, lotus root noodles are also a staple food, go to remove the oil and suppress the salty taste."

Xie Xun had to admire that Jiang Shuyao was really good at eating.

The prepared lotus root flour is transparent and thick, crystal clear, with a faint red color in the white, sweet in the mouth, soft and slightly waxy, no need to chew, the sweet lotus root powder will slide down the throat, leaving a long sweetness .

After a meal of spicy and salty meat dishes, I eat a bowl of sweet and glutinous lotus root noodles. I feel comfortable all over. I only feel that the dryness brought by the spicy and sweetness disappears in the sweetness.

Xie Xun used two bowls before putting down the bowl reluctantly.

Thinking of tomorrow's good value and eating those tasteless and tasteless meals, I feel desperate. ,,