Ancient Foodie Survival Guide

Jiang Shuyao made Yunnan Bridge Rice Noodles today.

The ingredients and condiments were limited, and there were children. The first thing she thought of was the fragrant and light rice noodles.

Take the old hen and pig bones to stew the soup, boil it on the stove in a casserole rack for an afternoon, the soup stewed out of the most primitive wood-fired stove is unique, just sprinkle a little salt and white pepper noodles, the chicken soup is already delicious People move their index fingers.

The stewed chicken broth is covered with a layer of chicken oil. The stewed chicken in the broth is soft and smooth. Add the blanched rice noodles and the main ingredients are ready.

Jiang Shuyao repeatedly urged the two children to pay attention to the temperature when eating. The fat on the noodles in the chicken soup is very warm, enough to make the thin slices of meat cooked through the soup.

But Xie Zhao still ate in a hurry. He picked up a thin slice of pork and passed it through the soup, sandwiching the soft and mellow rice noodles and stuffing it into his mouth. The hot temperature kept him inhaling, making his face flushed.

The big kitchen of Xie Guogong's mansion has all kinds of fresh vegetables for many years. Even if they don't, the servants will find them immediately when the master orders them.

Vegetables that are not easy to be cooked are blanched, shredded and placed on a plate. The white, green and green side dishes are matched with delicate porcelain, which looks pleasing to the eye.

Xie Xun looked at this big table and looked at the freshness, and couldn't help asking: "What is this?"

Jiang Shuyao took out a quail egg from the bowl, took a bite, and the soft egg white broke open, the egg fragrant and delicious.

"Rice noodles." She was so hot that she breathed in air, and she wanted to reply and breathe again, her posture was really indecent.

Xie Xun had never seen a woman have such a way of eating, and it was really unsightly to eat like the little fat man Xie Zhao.

He frowned slightly and said, "Of course I know it's rice noodles." What he was curious about was this way of eating and what the table full of vegetable meat slices was for.

It's a pity that Jiang Shuyao didn't understand his doubts. He didn't lift his head when he heard him say this: "Oh."

"Three aunts, fish fillets!" Xie Zhao burst into air and stretched out a short hand towards Jiang Shuyao.

Jiang Shuya tacitly handed him the plate with sashimi. He had just stuffed a large mouthful of rice noodles in his mouth, and he was burning with tears while chewing.

Xie Xun was ignored again.

He looked at the "big and unrestrained" eating habits of one big and one small, and once again improved his understanding of Jiang Shuyao. It seemed that she had never studied etiquette when she was at Jiang's house.

The scent of chicken soup floated into Xie Xun's nose. Xie Yao, a thin skinny man, was infected by the two, and his appearance became less and less constricted. He swallowed and ate happily.

Xie Xun saw a headache and turned her gaze to Jiang Shuyao. She happened to have eaten a very long rice noodle, and she sucked the rice noodle into her mouth with a hamster-like cheek.

Xie Xun couldn't believe it.

How could there be other ladies who used food like this, it was like the women in Saibei he had seen when he traveled abroad, very inappropriate, but... it looked delicious.

He couldn't help swallowing.

He is so big here alone, Jiang Shuyao can't ignore him.

She knew that Xie Xun didn't want to see him and didn't think about getting along with him. Seeing him frowning and looking at his bowl, she said, "Did you eat dinner?"

Xie Xun actually felt a sense of panic of being guessed at the thought in his heart, and quickly moved his eyes away: "Not yet."

Jiang Shuyao asked politely: "Then are you with us?" Xie Xun's look of disgust was unwilling at first glance. She knew the answer when she asked.

Unexpectedly, Xie Xun was silent for a few seconds before suddenly saying, "Okay."

Jiang Shuyao suddenly raised his head and stared at him in surprise.

Xie Xun didn't expect that he would spit out the word "good". He regretted it very much. He had to act calmly on the face, lift his robe and sit down.

He raised his hand, and someone immediately stepped forward and waited.

Seeing that he was a gentle gentleman who was gentle and moist even when he ate, Jiang Shuya silently slandered, what kind of rice noodles are you eating? Just drink dew.

Seeing that Jiang Shuyao made the white peony once, blanching rice noodles does not require any craftsmanship, and it will be done at a glance. She quickly brought Xie Xun's share.

The casserole is placed in front, the flavor is more intense, the soup is clear and translucent, the soup is covered with a layer of yellow oil, the white rice noodles are immersed in the soup, and you can imagine the sweetness and fragrance just by looking at it.

Xie Xun moved his chopsticks, and Jiang Shuyao couldn't help reminding: "Be careful."

Xie Xun was slightly stunned.

If Xie Xun were to be regarded as her husband, Jiang Shuyao would definitely feel embarrassed. At this time, she would treat him as an ordinary diners and her attitude would be extremely natural.

You must know that the food is very friendly. Usually, some visitors ask the next table "What are you eating, is it delicious?" Most of the diners will enthusiastically answer and recommend the menu.

Today, Xie Zhao Xie Yao was extremely supportive and pleased her as a cook, so when I introduced Xie Xun again, her attitude was warm and hearty.

"Put the meat dishes first, then the vegetarian dishes." She explained.

Xie Xun nodded.

Jiang Shuyao looked at him with an elegant and cold appearance, and was really anxious, so he simply moved a little to his side and poured him a raw egg neatly.

Then he quickly used public chopsticks to insert raw meat, sashimi, chicken, kidney, and belly slices.

She asked, "Are you eating this? How about this? Isn't this a taboo? This is delicious, try it?"

Xie Xun was dizzy by her pour-bean-like speaking speed. Whether he ate the meat or not, he let her go.

She added tender leeks, spinach, shredded lettuce, shredded radish and other vegetarian vegetables for him. The casserole with only a bottom was quickly piled up, full of bowls, brightly colored but not strong, and rich in color.

"You can eat it when the dishes are ready." Jiang Shuyao looked at Xie Xun expectantly, "Try it?" She looked like a kind old lady who went home to feed her grandson crazy during the Chinese New Year.

"Thanks a lot."

Xie Xun avoided her shiny gaze, very uncomfortable, even a little guilty.

She really cooked this big table dish for him, otherwise why would she be so excited and eager to entertain him for dinner? On the first day of his wedding, he left his wife to escape.

Seeing that it was almost done, Jiang Shuyao reminded: "You can eat."

Xie Xun tossed his happy thoughts, turned his attention to the pot, stirred up a chopsticks rice noodles, mixed with various kinds of vegetable shreds, bite it down, the taste is rich, rich and delicious.

The piping hot rice noodles are tough, soft and delicious, not only the deliciousness of chicken soup, but also the refreshing sweetness and fragrance of rice.

Vegetables have just been cooked, fresh, crisp and sweet. Compared with traditional methods, they are more crispy and tender. They lock in the original fragrance of the vegetables and guarantee the taste.

They were mixed together and swallowed in one bite, but they could understand why they had swallowed it like this.

Xie Xun’s dining etiquette for more than ten years has kept him in the habit of eating slowly. While tasting silently, he raised his head and suddenly saw Jiang Shuyao’s expectant eyes. He almost choked with fright. Only then did he remember that she was waiting for herself. Evaluation.

He swallowed in a hurry, the hot temperature made his throat aching slightly.

"Delicious and delicious, with special flavor."

Jiang Shuyao was well received and returned to his "battlefield" contentedly to continue the raid.

If Xie Xun gave her a bad review just now, she would immediately take away his casserole.

Xie Xie saw Jiang Shuyao waiting for her comment before eating with ease, and suddenly felt relieved. Even if he hated her marrying herself by tricks, her wish to please her was indeed true.

He sighed in his heart.

Whenever there is something in my mind, I forget the speed when eating.

The thin to light-transmitting meat slices are fresh and tender, the salty is suitable, the taste is mellow and full-bodied, mixed with the rice noodle entrance, one bite after bite, can not stop at all.

When the thin shirt on his body was slightly wet, the casserole had bottomed out.

He hasn't eaten so much for many years.

Turning his head to see, Jiang Shuyao and his two little nephews were already struggling and leaned lazily to the side, looking boneless.

He has only eaten until he has a slight feeling of fullness since he was a child, and he has never eaten before, so he can't understand Jiang Shuyao who can't support it.

Xie Xun couldn't help but reprimanded and said, "What is your sitting posture?"

Jiang Shu glanced at him lazily, without moving.

Xie Xun: ...

He turned his head and swept around, but he was slightly relieved that he didn't see the young man by his side.

After sighing a sigh of relief, I was a little puzzled again. Why did I worry that a man saw Jiang Shuyao's boneless and lazy look? She was ashamed of her.

He didn't think deeply, the thin sweat on his back made him a little dazed, and it had been a long time since he had eaten so happily.

He looked at Jiang Shuyao, but stopped talking.

Before the complex emotions were tumbling, Jiang Shuyao grabbed his stomach and hummed. Xie Xie's emotions were immediately smashed, and he couldn't bear to look directly away.

"Bring her a cup of hawthorn tea." He told the white peony.

"No need, I'll just take a short walk." Jiang Shuyao stood up and took the two children who were also struggling to stroll in the yard.

Xie Xun looked at her back, very helpless, and could not figure out what kind of people could raise such a woman.

But soon he will understand.

Xie Xun got up early on the day the three chaos returned home, and when he arrived at the courtyard, he found that Jiang Shuyao was not in the house.

He was about to ask when Jiang Shuyao came out of the small kitchen holding a small jar.

Xie Xun couldn't help but frowned.

"Why are you dressed like this?"

Jiang Shuyao is so pure and so pure today, with a thick layer of white rice on his face, looking bloodless, a pair of upset eyebrows hanging on his face indecently, as if he would cry in the next second. It didn't match her eyes, which looked bright and bright.

Jiang Shuyao didn't realize how spicy his eyes were, and raised his eyebrows, making it even more obvious: "Me? I dressed up specially today. My mother likes this."

Xie Xun was also a talented young man with normal aesthetics. It was really uncomfortable to see her like this. He wanted to take out the veil and wipe her eyebrows.

Jiang Shuyao didn't care whether he looked uncomfortable or not, so he took the small jar and got into the carriage.

Xie Xun saw her look like a very precious little jar, and looked away from her eyebrows, curiously asked: "What is this?"

Jiang Shuya proudly said, "This is cornel oil!"

Bamei fell even more down.

Xie Xun couldn't help but dig out his veil. Fortunately, Jiang Shuyao took the first step and rescued him, who was feeling all over.

"Do you want to taste it?" She sat down holding the small jar, and the white peony handed a chopstick with insight.

Xie Xun didn't want to look at her face and nodded casually.

Jiang Shuyao couldn't wait to open the lid, and a pungent smell instantly overflowed the carriage.