Ancient Foodie Survival Guide

Speaking of the night when he fell into the water, perhaps it was because of tension and soaking for too long. Xie Xun caught cold when he came back. Jiang Shuyao quickly asked the maid to cook him a bowl of **** soup.

Xie Xun was holding a large standard porcelain bowl, still in the clouds and mist, his eyes were blank, as if he was carefully recalling what happened.

"Hurry up and drink the soup." Jiang Shuyao passed by behind him, preparing to remove the bun.

When Xie Xun heard her voice, he shook suddenly and hurriedly buried his face in the bowl.

It's just...this bowl is too big.

Jiang Shuyao passed by him again, seeing him still stunned, and then said: "Why don't you drink it?"

Xie Xun shook again.

He wanted to answer, but with a single mouth, a picture of Jiang Shu's approaching when he fell into the water appeared in his mind. Suddenly, a warm and soft touch rose on his chin, his heart began to beat wildly, and his face flushed.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that he didn't answer, Jiang Shuyao walked towards him in confusion, and found his cheeks flushed, and quickly reached out to probe the temperature of his forehead.

Hot.

"Isn't it fever?" she muttered.

Xie Xun moved the beginning in a panic, and poured the big sea bowl of **** soup into his mouth in one breath.

Jiang Shuyao realized that he was holding a large porcelain bowl that he often used and dedicated. He was a little speechless: "Why use such a big bowl for **** soup? Don't drink too much for the big night."

Xie Xun breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words and immediately put the bowl down. The bottom of the bowl hit the wooden table with a "bang". Before Jiang Shuyao could see his expression, he hurried away.

When the lights were about to turn off, Xie Xun walked in from the outside and stood far away to look at her.

To be honest, Jiang Shuyao was shy and nervous after exchanging thoughts with Xie Xun, but she and Xie Xun had been together for a long time, and some intimate actions were made at will, even she did not notice it.

She saw Xie Xun standing in the distance and did not dare to come over, and then realized that Xie Xun was...shy?

The candlelight was dimly yellow, casting a shaky bright shadow.

Xie Xun stood in the distance, still cold, unable to see what his eyes were like.

Jiang Shuyao looked at him, and suddenly felt that the world was strange. He was still complaining about his coffin face a few months ago, but now, I only think that he can be cute and loving even when his face is paralyzed.

Only then did she have a feeling of falling in love, the numbness in her stomach was swelling, and it gradually poured into her heart, like countless butterflies flapping their wings.

"Why are you standing there, don't you sleep?"

Xie Xun hesitated and walked over slowly.

Jiang Shuya lay on his side, and when he walked over, he propped up his upper body and couldn't help but smile at him.

Xie Xun looked faintly and looked down at her.

When he lowered his eyes, his thick long eyelashes covered his eyes and cast a shadow on his lower eyelids. With his cool and beautiful facial features, he felt a sense of alienation and arrogance.

Fortunately, Jiang Shuya knew his virtues and didn't misunderstand him. On the contrary, his smile increased. Looking at his handsome appearance, he always felt that he had deceived a poor Taoist priest.

She hadn't spoken yet, Xie Xun had already moved first and suddenly bent over to approach Jiang Shuyao.

There was a breath of fresh water vapor on his body after a bath, and a soft cool breeze was brought up between his movements. When he leaned over, Jiang Shuyao's eyes just fell on his neck.

The skin is fair and the throat is distinct.

Xie Xun shifted his gaze down and glanced at her, his expression even more alienated from abstinence, Jiang Shuyao suddenly felt a little hot on his face.

"I……"

She just spoke, but Xie Xun came closer again. This time, she felt that she was completely enveloped by the fresh water vapor on his body.

He was tall, with broad shoulders and long legs, and his arms seemed very broad. When he got so close, she seemed to fall into his arms.

Jiang Shuyao suddenly bit his lower lip, his face instantly flushed, and his heart beat wildly uncontrollably.

She felt her mind was blank, and the questions came up one by one. what happened? Does Xie Xun want to hug her? Still want to kiss her? Should I kiss her?

When she was nervous and shy, Xie Xun suddenly moved. He straightened up abruptly, stepped back half a step away from Jiang Shuyao-holding the pillow he was used to sleeping.

"I will go to the study to sleep."

He spoke in an unwavering, rigid tone, hugged the pillow, turned and left.

Jiang Shuyao:? ? ?

So he was holding the pillow just now? Or was it the pillow you got because you planned to go to the study?

The operation was as fierce as a tiger, and I looked back at 250.

She gritted her teeth: "Xie Boyuan!"

Xie Xun tilted his head, with a tall nose, and a tough profile. His expression was so cold that he looked like a ruthless man who abandoned his wife.

"What?" he asked.

Jiang Shuya took a deep breath and grinded his molars: "Come here." Without holding back his anger, he patted the bed twice, "Sleep here!"

"The Ruthless Negative Man" seconds counseled, hugged a pillow and walked to the bed. Under Jiang Shuyao's angry gaze, he quickly put on the pillow and took off his shoes and went to bed.

"Huh." Jiang Shuyao turned to face the wall, not wanting to talk to him.

The nervousness was gone.

Xie Xun was a little puzzled: "Are you angry?"

"No."

"I went to the study to sleep because I thought it was too hot—"

"Ok?"

"...Because I feel uneasy."

Jiang Shuyao said nothing.

After a while, when Jiang Shuyao thought Xie Xun was about to fall asleep, he suddenly asked in a very low voice, "Is that what you said tonight is true?"

Jiang Shuyao asked: "Which sentence?"

"You said that you are also pleased with me." His voice is even smaller, and it will be inaudible if it is smaller.

Jiang Shuyao suddenly felt better, cocked the corner of his mouth and replied, "Yes."

Xie Xun stopped talking. Hearing the sound, he should have turned over and found a comfortable sleeping position. Then there was no movement, he should have fallen asleep.

With him beside him, Jiang Shuyao had always felt safe and fell asleep deeply.

A good night dream.

After waking up early the next morning, Xie Xun's figure was gone by his side. Jiang Shuyao rubbed his temples and got up, calling for Bai Zhi.

Bai Zhi came in from outside and served Jiang Shuyao to get up.

"Why didn't you call me if you overslept?" Jiang Shuyao asked.

"Ms. Hui, my uncle said that you were frightened by falling into the water last night. You should sleep a little longer today and let the servants not bother you." Some time ago, Jiang Shuyao came to the moon, and Bai Zhi knew that she had misunderstood that she was pregnant and was very disappointed.

"Have you brought food?"

"Take it. It is the cold noodles prepared yesterday. Refill the seasonings into a small bowl as you ordered."

Jiang Shuyao nodded and came out of the house after washing and dressing.

The sun was shining, and she raised her hand to block the sun, just in time to see Zhou coming from a distance.

She frowned and looked a little sad. When she saw Jiang Shuyao, she gathered up her mind and smiled: "You won't get up now, do you?"

Jiang Shuyao defended: "I went to bed late last night."

Zhou nodded and said, "I was really excited when I went to the snack street yesterday. I didn't fall asleep until late." She looked at the sun and sighed, "The sky is also hot. I have no appetite this morning. Just eat some cold drinks to cushion your stomach."

"Yes, I just want to eat some ice." Jiang Shuyao clapped his hands and invited Zhou to the small kitchen. "Speaking of ice, I have a good thing to show you."

Zhou's curiosity aroused by her, and quickly followed.

When he arrived in the small kitchen, Jiang Shuya pointed to the ironware placed on the table: "That's it."

Seeing the strange look of this iron tool, Zhou walked forward and touched it, but did not find anything famous.

"this is?"

"Blender." Jiang Shuyao turned on the blender and showed the blades to Zhou. "It is used to smash ingredients. Because it is a solid iron, it can also be used to shave ice, but it should be very laborious."

As early as the summer, Jiang Shuya drew the drawing of the mixer and handed it to Lin. The Lin family has focused on shipping for generations. There are many skilled craftsmen who are proficient in machinery. After getting the drawings, they made several modifications to create this mixer.

Zhou felt the cold after touching the sharp blade, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "This technique is so exquisite." After she sighed, she turned back to the topic, "What can be broken?"

Jiang Shuyao glanced over the ingredients in the corner, his eyes lit up, and he walked quickly to pick up a piece of tofu.

Zhou wondered: "Tofu? Tofu is so soft and tender, does it need to be crushed with a knife?"

"When I demonstrate it again, you will know the beauty of the blender."

Jiang Shuyao **** his sleeves, cut the tofu into pieces, boiled it in hot water, and put it in cold water to cool down.

Then put the cold tofu cubes, milk, sugar, and black sesame powder into the blender, hold the handle and start stirring. Because the knife is sharp and the tofu is tender, it doesn't take much effort to turn the handle, and it turns very fast. After a while, she stopped and opened the lid to see that the ingredients inside were all blended into a fine, flowing, thick milk.

Zhou cried out in surprise, and asked, "Will this tofu milk taste good?"

"You can eat it this way, you have to freeze it for a while."

Jiang Shuya poured the milk syrup into the bowl, covered it, and placed it in an ice bowl to cool down.

After putting it away, she turned and said to Zhou with a look of expectation: "Okay, now we just need to wait for the tofu ice cream to freeze. Anyway, there is nothing wrong now, so why don't you talk about it?"

Zhou looked at her in surprise and said, "How do you know that I have something on my mind?"

"It can be seen from your face." Jiang Shuyao hesitated a few times before asking, "But second brother..."

Zhou was taken aback and waved his hand: "How could it be him."

Although it was very inappropriate, Jiang Shuyao was relieved to see her attitude.

"It's my daughter." Zhou Shi sat down on the wooden bench next to him, "Yesterday we went to the snack street to join in. My sister-in-law called all the children in the house, and my daughter went too."

Zhou gave birth early, and her daughter was six years old. The old lady likes girls, and when she sees her cuteness, she wants to raise her granddaughter herself. The old lady has a good background, and her etiquette talents are all outstanding. Zhou thought that if her daughter could learn a little bit, she would not be embarrassed at banquets and be squeezed out by others, so he responded to the old lady's words.

Later, because of Xie Lang’s concubine, Zhou threw himself wholeheartedly on him, and became more and more alienated from his daughter. When Xie Sheng grew up, he turned into a small adult, just like the young version of the old lady.

Zhou has never seen a child like Xie Sheng. He doesn't like to laugh or make trouble. He only likes to read and study. It's like her nephew and niece when she was at the border, who was still thirteen years old and still going up the tree to dig out birds and eggs.

Every time I face Xie Sheng, Zhou feels full of restraint, for fear that his behavior is not in compliance with the rules, and she is disgusted. And Xie Sheng is arrogant and doesn't like to talk to Zhou.

"I saw her yesterday and I was a little more estranged from her. You said it is strange. It is obviously the daughter I gave birth to in October, but I am not very familiar with her. I even dare not talk and do more, for fear of her. Shame in front of you."

Zhou had been holding it alone for many years, and no one had said anything about it, so he had a lot of talk with Jiang Shuyao, and by the time he was finished, the tofu ice cream was almost frozen.

She just poured bitterness, and didn't expect any comfort. When Jiang Shu took out the bowl, she instantly cast aside the worries just now and looked into the bowl with interest.

Jiang Shuya brought two spoons: "Try it, the freezing is not enough, but you can taste it first."

When the spoon touches the dense tofu ice cream, the dense ice cream melts immediately, bulging out a smooth arc.

Tofu ice cream is still soft, and the taste is between ice cream and milkshake.

As soon as the slightly cool tofu ice cream is eaten, it immediately turns into a thick cream on the tip of the tongue. Refreshing coolness blooms on the tip of the tongue, a fine sweetness sweeping the taste buds, milky aroma, black sesame aroma, and refreshing tofu blend together, as if cream is added to the smooth and delicate black sesame tofu, and the fragrance is thick. mellow.

Tofu has only a bean flavor, without the slightest beany flavor. Stir it with black sesame seeds and the flavor is stronger and thicker. It is thick and dense with milk. It tastes like soy milk or soy milk. It is fragrant and sweet, with a delicate taste. It was icy cold, and the refreshing sensation wafted from the tip of the tongue, and the whole body was more comfortable.

Zhou looked at Jiang Shuyao with surprise: "It's amazing. This is the first time I have eaten food with such a texture and taste."

Jiang Shuyao said, "Is it delicious?"

"Of course, the scent is mellow and the sweetness is refreshing. No one will dislike it."

Jiang Shuya pushed the bowl in front of her: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure." Zhou nodded.

"Then your daughter will like it too?"

Zhou was taken aback, looked at Jiang Shuyao, not understanding what she meant.

"How about giving her a taste? Tofu nourishes heat, produces fluids to quench thirst, and is not too cold to irritate the intestines and stomach, and children can eat it. I believe the taste and taste are also children's favorites."

After hearing what she said, Zhou was very surprised, and quickly refused: "No way, this is not what I did, besides, I don't dare..." When he said this, he suddenly fell silent.

She was not a twitching person, she was impulsive, went straight and stood up with a slap on the table: "Okay, you did it, you said that. I'm pushing around here, what does it look like? ."

She picked up the porcelain bowl, paused, and prepared herself mentally, and said, "I'll go find her now."