Ancient Foodie Survival Guide

Zhou was discharged from the hospital with a porcelain bowl. The maid wanted to take it, but Zhou waved her hand and refused.

She was restless, wondering if she should go to her daughter.

Which mother in the world has failed like her, her biological daughter prefers the eldest mother than her mother.

The sun is so spicy that the tofu ice cream will melt if you walk slowly, so Zhou hurried to Shouningtang.

When I walked around the garden, I happened to see the figure sitting under the corridor of the arch bridge, thin and slender, sitting upright, holding a book in his hand, it wasn't Xie Sheng who was it.

She took a few deep breaths anxiously, and walked onto the bridge holding the porcelain bowl.

The maids who were standing by Xie Sheng saluted her when they saw her coming.

Xie Sheng heard the sound and looked sideways to the rear.

Zhou immediately put on a gentle and loving smile on his face, but it was a pity that it didn't suit her and looked a little stiff.

Xie Sheng didn't respond, just called "Mother" as usual.

Zhou walked quickly, sat down beside her, and put down the porcelain bowl: "Is it hot? Eat something cool to cool off the heat."

Xie Sheng didn't expect Zhou's to come to send her snacks, a little surprised, frowned and looked at her suspiciously.

Xie Sheng's appearance followed Xie Lang's appearance, and his temperament was the same as his, with a strong air of elegance and poetry in the cold and noble.

This type of person is what Zhou likes most in his life, and it is also this type of person who is most afraid of.

For some reason, she was a little worried that Xie Sheng would dislike it, so she explained: "This is made by your third aunt. The main ingredient is tofu, with milk and sesame seeds. It has a delicate texture. You can try it."

Xie Sheng pursed his mouth and didn't answer. He gently buckled the book down on the stone table with his backhand. This action made Zhou even more nervous.

When I was only six years old, I liked reading so much. When I was six, I only knew how to play with swords and climb trees.

She tried to say something caring: "Reading is a waste of time, you are still young, don't stop reading all day long and hurt your eyes at a young age." After saying this, she felt that her words seemed to hinder her daughter from reading and literacy. It seemed that I was ignorant, so I hurriedly asked for supplementary advice, "What, of course, if you like reading, you can read it every day, and the most important thing is to live comfortably."

After she finished speaking, she felt extremely annoyed in her heart. She felt that she had really failed this time. She tried to ease the atmosphere and looked at the cover of the book: "What is this?" Before she finished speaking, she saw a few words on the cover. I have never heard of it.

It was even more embarrassing, and Zhou really wished to smash himself with a sword.

When she was embarrassed and uneasy, Xie Sheng suddenly moved. She raised her hand and dragged the porcelain bowl in front of her, breaking the stagnant atmosphere.

When Zhou Shi saw this, he was relieved, and Xie Sheng was willing to give her face.

Xie Sheng picked up the spoon and stirred the creamy tofu ice cream. The texture was amazing, and his face rarely showed the child's innocent look. She scooped a spoonful of the entrance, her eyes widened slightly, and she hesitated for a few seconds before swallowing the tofu ice cream in her mouth.

The refreshing milk-sweet taste spread in his mouth, Xie Sheng aftertaste a few breaths, finally said: "Very delicious."

Zhou immediately laughed, and it is rare to speak so smoothly in front of Xie Sheng: "Of course, this is your third aunt. She is very skilled in cooking, smart and has a lot of ideas. My sister-in-law took you last time. She thought of all the food in the snack street I went to!"

After she finished speaking, she realized that she seemed to have forgotten to pretend to be gentle and dignified again, and bit her lip in annoyance.

Just as she was thinking about what to do, she suddenly heard Xie Sheng speak: "What about you?"

Zhou was taken aback: "What, what?"

Xie Sheng speaks slowly, completely inconsistent with her immature childlike voice: "I like to read books, and my third aunt likes to cook, what about you?"

Zhou and Xie Sheng are not close, usually she asks Xie Sheng and answers, rarely when Xie Sheng takes the initiative to talk.

She was very pleasantly surprised, and replied seriously: "I used to like--" Martial arts practice.

I can't say this, my daughter will dislike it. Zhou hurriedly changed his words: "I used to have no hobbies, but now I also like to cook. I have been learning how to cook with your third aunt recently. She taught me a lot and let me study recipes by myself and praised my knife skills. Great..."

As soon as I opened my mouth, I talked endlessly, and after a lot of crackling, I reacted and quickly shut up.

Xie Sheng was brought up by the old lady personally. As for who the young girl in Beijing knows best, Xie Sheng is second, and no one dares to be the first.

She didn't show a look of disgust or impatientness, but listened quietly, waiting for Zhou to finish before nodding and saying, "Very good."

Zhou was at a loss for words and didn't know what to say. He pulled his palm, thinking about whether he should go, and don't hinder his daughter from reading in the cold.

Just when she thought the atmosphere was going to be so stalemate, she suddenly heard Xie Sheng ask: "Then do you often cook?"

Zhou raised her head and hurriedly answered: "Next, I will practice cooking every day and think of some recipes." At this point, she looked at her daughter's clever face, and she said, "I will be How about making something delicious for you to taste?"

She wanted to be close to her daughter in her heart, and she blurted out some words, only to realize that it was not appropriate after she said it.

She quickly changed her words: "I just said casually--"

"Okay." Xie Sheng suddenly interrupted her.

Zhou's stunned, looked at Xie Sheng.

Xie Sheng lowered his head and continued to eat ice cream, Zhou couldn't see her expression clearly.

Xie Sheng ate the ice cream quietly, and Zhou looked at it with his head on the side. The more he looked at the ice cream, the more lovely he was. He wished that this bowl of ice cream would never be finished.

It's a pity that the reality is not what she expected. Suddenly, a figure flashed in the afterglow, and when he fixed his eyes, it was Xie Lang who came here.

Zhou suddenly stood up. Although she wanted to accompany her daughter very much, she really didn't want to see Xie Lang, because she was afraid that she would be tempted to beat people because of the heat and impetuousness.

After explaining a few words to Xie Sheng, she ran away in a hurry. Xie Lang walked over, looked at her back from a distance, and asked Xie Sheng, "Is that your mother?"

Xie Sheng ate the ice cream in the bowl without raising his head: "Yes."

Xie Lang asked again: "She came to you just now? What are you mother and daughter talking about?"

Xie Sheng paused, looked up into the distance, and said in a flat tone: "Nothing."

Xie Lang couldn’t help but laughed when she saw her little lord’s look, and sat down in front of her: “Who do you think you are following? Neither me nor your mother, but very similar to your third uncle when he was a child. , It’s just that he was not like you when he was a child—

Before he finished speaking, Xie Sheng interrupted him: "I am like a mother."

Xie Lang was taken aback and laughed, "You are not like her."

Xie Sheng ignored his smile and was still serious: "I didn't think it was like before, but I understand in recent days that I am very like her."

Xie Lang rubbed the top of her head: "Little girl, don't keep your face all day long." His gaze fell on the porcelain bowl in front of Xie Sheng, "What is this? But did your mother bring it?" At this point, the tone was a little stiff. Zhou also loved to bring him some soup every day, using the most awkward way to ask for warmth, but now she has become a person, and she doesn't want to see him at all.

"Yes." Xie Sheng nodded.

Xie Lang's expression softened and sighed: "Your mother has always put you on the cusp of her heart. It's just that she is not good at speech and can't learn the soft-spoken manners. Don't hurt her. Yeah."

Xie Sheng listened muffled.

Xie Lang was a little sad after speaking, and didn't want to show it in front of her daughter. She changed the subject and pretended to be happy and said: "What are you eating, give Dad a bite."

Xie Sheng's personality is very quiet, so quiet that he is a little boring, even Xie Lang doesn't know how to get along with her, always cold.

He tried to be more intimate, reaching out to touch Xie Sheng's porcelain bowl.

"Wow--" Xie Sheng dragged away the porcelain bowl suddenly, lowered his head and muttered: "No."

Xie Lang thought she was unwilling to share cakes with others. She was a little happy. She was finally like a child. He smiled and said, "Well, well, if I don't eat, I don't eat. Is this your third aunt made it?"

Xie Sheng ignored her, took the bowl to the maid, and stood up.

She likes to follow etiquette and rules, never quarrels with other children, respects her elders, and treats her servants kindly, to the point where the old lady feels rigid.

Xie Lang thought she stood up to salute and retire. Just as she was about to speak, Xie Sheng said first: "Father, anyone can tell me what I said before, but you can't."

Xie Lang blinked, without realizing what was happening.

"What?"

Xie Sheng said: "You understand." After finishing speaking, he turned and left without saluting for the first time.

Xie Lang looked at the back of her leaving, sitting on the stone chair for a long time without moving, the cold wind blew his flowing robe and awakened him from dazedness. He laughed at himself, the gentle and romantic smell no longer disappeared in his tone, and he said bitterly to himself, "Even children can understand better than you."

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Once upon a time, Xie Xun rushed back to step on the meal, but now he wants to see Jiang Shuyao sooner.

Although the home is still that home, and the person is still that person, after mutual understanding, it is always different. It seems that the air in the courtyard should be sweeter.

Jiang Shuyao came out of the room and happened to see him coming back, so he quickly waved to him: "Come here!"

She said what she said, Xie Xun immediately strode to her.

Jiang Shuyao grabbed his sleeves: "You just came back, and you happened to shave ice for me."

She led Xie Xun to the kitchen and explained the principle to him by pointing to the mixer.

Xie Xun was interested in hearing it, and studied the ironware carefully.

During this period, Jiang Shuyao mixed the crushed ice cubes with a little milk in it, and directed Xie Xun to operate.

Xie Xun had a large appetite, and his strength was not small, so he smashed the ice cubes after three times.

The ice shaved by the mixed milk is closer to smoothies, it is delicate and thick, the ice crystals are transparent and shiny, and the mouthpiece looks like tiny snowflakes. After pouring it out, it is piled up in a small bowl into a hill shape. Jiang Shuya puts honey bean paste on the rising point of the smoothie, sprinkles with raisins and hazelnuts, and finally tops it with a spoonful of mulberry sauce.

At the turn of spring and summer, mulberries were made into jam and sealed, and now it comes in handy. The mulberry sauce does not need to be boiled too finely, it retains a little graininess, red and purple, purple and black, the jam runs on the smoothie, giving the bright smoothie a layer of rouge.

Jiang Shuyao couldn't wait, so he handed the spoon to Xie Xun, planning to share a bowl with the two.

Xie Xun was a little embarrassed, but he thought that the two had already communicated with each other, and they were husband and wife. There seemed nothing wrong with doing so.

He felt relieved, and learned how to stir on the smoothie like Jiang Shuyao. The cold air instantly spread on his face, which was very refreshing. After mixing the jam and nuts, scoop a spoonful of smoothie into the mouth.

When the smoothie touches the tip of the tongue, it instantly turns into a fine scum of water. The sweet milky and refreshing fruity fragrance blooms between the mouth and nose, with rich layers, accompanied by soft and strong coldness, instantly refreshing Cool, the heat dissipated.

The smoothie has a fine and firm texture, with a bit of chewing, it makes a "crack" sound when biting, but it will not be laborious. It will be heated and turned into ice water while chewing. The red bean paste and raisins have soft and firm chewing heads, and they have a wonderful texture when paired with soft smoothies.

The mulberry granules are full of flesh. After the teeth are touched, the berries burst and the juice is overflowing. It is sour and sweet, adding a hint of wild fruit to the already sweet and cool smoothie.

When Xie Xun looked at Jiang Shuyao again, his eyes changed: "In the past, I only thought that you were superb in cooking, but now that I think about it carefully, it's obviously brilliant."

Look at this weird-shaped ironware, and then eat this magical and wonderful smoothie, where is the rumor in Beijing that Jiang is stupid!

Jiang Shuyao quickly denied: "No, no, no, you're overwhelmed." This is the wisdom of modern people.

Xie Xun chewed and remembered something: "By the way, doesn't it mean that you can't buy ice at the house?" There was no ice tray in bed last night.

"Yes, you can do it yourself if you can't buy it." Jiang Shuya said with a vague expression on his face.

Xie Xun suspected that he had heard it wrong: "Do it yourself?"

At this time, the ice is stored in the cellar. In winter, take the ice and put it in the cellar, spread it with straw, and then seal it with soil. When it is needed in summer, dig the cellar to get the ice.

After hearing that there was no ice yesterday, Jiang Shuyao asked people to find saltpeter. Saltpeter is often used to make black powder, fuse, glass, matches, etc., and it can also make ice because of its ability to absorb heat when it dissolves in water.

Although Emperor Taizu was a standard opener, he only focused on the military industry and improving the social system, and did not take all the details away. So people did not know that saltpeter could be used as ice.

Xie Xun looked at Jiang Shuyao's improper and relaxed appearance, and felt complicated for a while, and asked, "May I see how you make ice?"

"Of course." Jiang Shuyao didn't think this was great.

She led Xie Xun to the Xiaochaifang, which was shaded and had a large space, just convenient for making ice. In the corner was a large copper tank with a jar in it, and both containers were filled with water.

Jiang Shuyao explained to Xie Xun while demonstrating. Put the saltpeter into the larger tank with water. When the saltpeter meets the water, the water in the tank will gradually condense into ice.

Xie Xun watched her demonstration seriously, and when the strange summer water freezing phenomenon occurred, he stared at the ice that was made for a long time without saying a word.

After a long while, he came over from his surprise, healed his mood, raised his head and looked at Jiang Shuyao, with a weird tone: "You made ice, do you just want to make smoothies?"

Jiang Shuyao said in a puzzled manner, "Uh, what else can I eat?"

Xie Xun: "...Forget it." He felt that he had praised Jiang Shuyao just now, and shook his head helplessly, saying, "You have to be rewarded for this method."

He patted Jiang Shuyao on the top of his head and looked at the sky: "Now the palace gate is not locked, I will enter the palace to see the prince.