Ancient Foodie Survival Guide

After Xie Xun returned to the mansion, he didn't wait a while before going out for a drink with his friends, and did not return until dark.

He was so upset that he drank more and was full of alcohol. When I returned to the courtyard, I asked people to fetch water to take a shower. My body was refreshed a lot and my alcohol was gone.

Today, he was only drinking alcohol, not eating much, and now he felt empty in his stomach.

In the late spring night, it was still a bit chilly, the water vapor on my body met the wind, and I was sober.

Xie Xun did not call anyone, and he walked out of the courtyard with a lantern, thinking that if there is still soup in the big kitchen, he would take a bowl to cushion his stomach.

As soon as he reached the door of the Moon Cave, he ran into Jiang Shuyao.

His hair was loosely tied, with a thin layer of moisture trapped on his body, his expression was not as straight and rigid as usual, his eyes were soft, like a cat just waking up.

Jiang Shuyao rarely sees him like this, and the embarrassment in his heart is forgotten, and he smiles: "Drinking?"

Xie Xun reacted slightly, blinked, and nodded "Yes" slowly.

Jiang Shuyou inexplicably likes him who is a little confused, with a soft heart, and said: "Can you drink sober soup?"

Xie Xun shook his head, as if shaking his head uncomfortably, frowned, "No."

Jiang Shuyao took the lantern in his hand: "I'll add some honey and water to you. Drink it and feel better in your stomach."

After that, he led Xie Xun to the east wing, went to the house to get a honey jar, and poured a glass of warm honey water for Xie Xun.

The candlelight was soft, and the room was quiet, not even a maid was seen. Xie Xun took the honey water, sipped it, and his stomach felt better, and asked, "Where is the maid in your house?"

"I go to bed late, they can't keep it up. And they are not like me, they have to get up early to work in the daytime. They are also a group of little girls. It is not good for your body to sleep enough." Jiang Shuyao turned to ask, "How about you, how can you soak? There are no people under the glass of honey water."

Xie Xun finished drinking the honey water, put down the cup, and said, "I like Jing, and I don't want to call people to serve me at night."

"We are quite similar at this point." After Jiang Shuyao finished speaking, Xie Xun did not answer, and the room fell into a strange silence.

After Xie Xun finished drinking the honey water, he sat still there. With his eyes down, his long and thick eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, and it seemed a little fragile to sit quietly. Only then did Jiang Shuya discover that he was somewhat similar to his little nephew Xie Yao.

She wanted to tell him that he could get out after drinking. Seeing that he hesitated inexplicably like this, she said: "Where did you plan to go just now?"

Xie Xun returned to his senses, speaking a lot slower than usual, and replied: "I'm a little hungry, I want to go to the big kitchen to find something to eat."

"Oh." Jiang Shuyao nodded, and the two fell silent again.

After Xie Xun answered, he took a long time to feel that he should go. He stood up obediently, picked up the lantern and prepared to leave.

He was wearing a large thin shirt and his back looked a little thin. Jiang Shuyao stared at him as he stepped over the threshold and suddenly called him to stop: "There should be no food in the big kitchen now. Why should I make something light for you?" I just plan to go to the small kitchen to have some supper. If you are one person, you can do it as well as if you are two people.

Xie Xun was taken aback for a moment, turned around to look at her, and suddenly burst into a rather childish smile: "Okay." He rarely put his emotions on his face, so he looked like a young man of seventeen or eighteen. .

Jiang Shuyao got up and went to the small kitchen, Xie Xunan quietly followed, carrying a lantern next to her to shine.

There are a lot of wontons made at night, neatly stacked on the chopping board, looking exquisite and cute. Jiang Shuyao doesn't eat much at night, so he planned to have a small bowl, and the rest will be left for breakfast tomorrow morning. Now there is an extra Xie Xun, it is estimated that he cannot keep breakfast.

Xie Xun saw Wonton, his clear eyes were bright: "What is this?"

"Wonton." Jiang Shuyao replied, the firewood under the stove was not extinguished, and the fire ignited with a gentle pull. She set the pot and boiled the bone soup.

Xie Xun still had the spirit of wine in his mind, and he seemed like two people who were usually reticent. He talked more and asked, "Do you love cooking?"

Jiang Shuyao boredly waited for the soup to open, and talked to him: "Yes. I have liked to eat food since I was a child. Every time I cook, I feel peaceful and peaceful inside. I am also very happy to see others like the food I cook."

"Everyone is a lady who pays attention to the ten fingers not to touch the sun, you are a stranger."

Neither the original owner nor herself can be regarded as a lady. She said: "It is fun to cook. I enjoy cooking and share my food with others. When the other party eats happy, I am happy. Life is alive, Don’t just ask for comfort and joy."

Xie Xun nodded: "Your craftsmanship is very good, no one will dislike what you cook."

Jiang Shuyao widened his eyes slightly when he heard this, and never thought that Xie Xun had such a...sweet side.

It seems that not only is it a little like the little nephew Xie Yao, but also the sweet-mouthed Xie Zhao.

She asked: "So do you like it too?"

Xie Xun replied without hesitation: "Of course. I'm used to the food you cook, so I can't eat much in the duty room at noon."

Jiang Shuyao didn't expect that he could get such a high parity price, and asked him why.

Xie Xun began to complain that Donggong’s food was lacklustre, the food was cold, and nothing new...

Jiang Shuyao laughed straight at hearing, and was really curious about what Xie Xunjiu's reaction would be when he woke up tomorrow morning.

The soup boiled, she picked up the chopping board and counted the wontons.

Seeing this, Xie Xun said: "Let's all go into the soup, I can finish it."

"It's not good to eat too much at night, I can't sleep."

Xie Xun glanced at the wontons, and said aggrieved: "I don't know how to eat, I'm barely full."

Well, he has always had a big appetite.

Jiang Shuyao took a sea bowl, put seaweed and shrimp skins, and scooped a spoonful of hot soup. The seaweed was soaked, and it instantly gave off a delicious flavor.

Similarly, prepare a bowl of soup for yourself in a small bowl.

After the wontons were cooked, he scooped seven or eight for his small bowl, and then scooped all the rest to Xie Xun.

Sprinkle with chopped green onion, a small amount of salt and white pepper, and finally add a drop or two of sesame oil to make the fresh and hot shrimp wonton.

Xie Xun took the spoon first, put it in the bowl of the two of them, smelling the rich umami, and couldn't wait to pick up the bowl and walk to the east wing.

He has long legs and walks fast in front of him. Jiang Comfortably trot to keep up. He kept pursing his lips when he saw him.

Xie Xun put down the bowl, pushed the small bowl to the end of Jiang Shuyao, holding his big bowl and blowing air, the steaming heat rushed on his face with a delicious flavor, and his uncomfortable drinking spirit was suddenly resolved.

The soup is clear, with shrimp skins and seaweed floating, and a light oil floating on the surface. While the emerald green onions are embellished, it makes people appetite.

He scooped up a piece of wonton. The skin of the wonton was extremely thin. After cooking, it was crystal clear, softly wrapped in the filling, and the tender red meat was faintly visible.

Jiang Shuyao sat down across from him, but he also aroused his appetite, and said, "Let's eat."

Before he finished speaking, and planned to remind him to be careful about burning, Xie Xun had already put the wonton into his mouth.

Even with the piping hot in the porcelain spoon, his complexion changed as soon as the mouth was hot. He was used to the rules, closing his mouth tightly and breathing, and did not start chewing until he endured the pain.

The wonton filling is made of fat and thin pork and fresh shrimps. The meat filling is not chopped very much, but retains a little graininess and tastes slightly tough.

The fresh shrimps fully aroused the umami taste of the meat filling, the skin is thin and the filling is tender, the soup is clear and delicious, except for a fresh word, other descriptions are redundant.

Jiang Shuyao asked: "How?"

Xie Xun nodded, no need to say more, he answered his eagerness to eat.

A bite of two, the delicious juice splashes in the mouth, the more you chew, the more fresh it is, and the umami will last for a long time after swallowing.

The seaweed and shrimp skins floating in the soup also become supplementary dishes, giving a bowl of wontons a rich taste. The wontons are salty and fresh, and the clear soup tastes light. The combination of the two is extremely delicious.

After sipping the refreshing and delicious soup, the stomach was warm and melted. Xie Xun's stomach was uncomfortable due to drinking, and he instantly felt the warmth.

He didn't speak, but immersed himself in the food, eating fast but quietly, making no sound.

When Jiang Shuyao didn't pay attention, he dropped half of the bowl.

Just now I was still worried about his food support, and now I am beginning to wonder if he is eating enough.

Seeing other people eating the food they made by themselves, Jiang Shuya felt very happy, and his appetite followed. He also felt that the wontons were a bit more delicious than usual.

After eating, my whole body stretched out.

Jiang Shuyao put down the porcelain spoon, wiped his mouth, propped his head and watched Xie Xun eat.

They look good and eat fragrantly. Such a person is also good to feed every day.

She watched with satisfaction as Xie Xun ate the wontons in the empty bowl, not even letting go of the soup, and put down the spoon until she finished the last bite of the clear soup.

My uncomfortable stomach feels better, and a thin layer of sweat is coming up on my body. The fatigue of the day is melted away in a bowl of hot wontons. Xie Xun stretched his eyebrows and praised sincerely: "If you weren't born in Bofu, I'm afraid you can make a fortune with this craft."

Jiang Shuyao was amused by him again, and joked: "You will definitely regret it when you get up tomorrow."

Xie Xun didn't quite understand what she meant, and didn't know how to answer the conversation.

His gaze fell into the empty bowl, and he sighed, "It would be nice if I could eat it every day."

"That's not enough, you will always get tired of eating too much."

"No. Even if you eat every day, it's better than the food in the room."

It seems that he has a deep resentment for the big pot of rice. Jiang Shuya looked at him very pleasing tonight. In addition, he was stained with the embarrassment caused by the original owner today but he did not blame him. He felt a trace of guilt for him. After thinking about it, he said: " I want to think about how to cook some food. You can bring it for value and take it out to eat at noon.” It is convenient for ordinary government offices. After all, the East Palace is in the palace, and it is not possible to deliver meals. You can only bring meals.

Xie Xun was a little surprised when he heard the words, and then the surprise turned into a brilliant smile. He laughed out a row of white teeth, his eyes were bent into crescent shapes, and there was a pair of looming small pear vortices on his cheeks.

He said: "So it's settled, but you can't go wrong!"

Seeing him like this, Jiang Shuyao was stabbed in a smile inexplicably, covering his face and laughing nonstop. ,,