Ancient Foodie Survival Guide

Jiang Shuyao left the palace gate, Xie Xun had been waiting here for a while.

The setting sun gradually fell, the sky was dyed red, and a band of gold was left at the bottom, and the golden glow of the sun bloomed, stabbing people to open their eyes.

Xie Xun was tall and tall, dressed in bright official clothes, standing not far from the palace gate, very conspicuous.

Jiang Shuyao's heart was filled with unforgettable joy, and he ran to him with his skirt.

If Xie Xun felt something, he turned around and saw Jiang Shuyao running towards him.

He didn't expect that she would run towards him, subconsciously stretched out his arm to catch her, fearing that she would fall, but thought that this was in front of the palace gate, and quickly pressed his arm down.

Jiang Shuyao ran in front of him, and would stop his feet, panting for a little breath: "Have you waited for a long time?"

"Soon." Xie Xun blurted out, "No matter how long it will be." It would be nice if she could be bathed in the sunset and wait for her every day, suddenly turning around to see her running towards her, and the taste of waiting became wonderful. stand up.

Jiang Shuyao didn't understand this sentence. He pulled at the cuff of his official uniform and said, "Let's go."

Xie Xun nodded, and the two walked forward side by side.

"What are you doing after spending so long in the palace today?"

"After chatting for a while, I made a bet and made a dish for the imperial concubine."

"Oh?" Xie Xun looked down at her, "Are you still cooking in the palace?"

Jiang Shuyao told the ins and outs again, and finally asked, "Do you think the concubine has eaten it?"

Xie Xun pursed his mouth and cocked the corners of her mouth. Seeing her proud look, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Of course, not only did I eat it, but I also thought it was delicious, right?"

"Huh?" Jiang Shuyao said, "How do you know?" She tried her best to describe the process very nervously.

He naturally said: "Because you did it."

Jiang Shuyao was a little bit ashamed by his words, and hit him: "What?"

At this time, it was a while since the next job. There were not many people in front of the palace, most of them were officials with gray beards who were very late.

It was really eye-catching for the two to walk side by side, but Xie Xun didn't want to waste this good time together, so he quietly moved his hand closer to Jiang Shuyao.

The official uniform is very broad and bright, blending with Jiang Shu's light lotus red soft satin, and the wide cuffs overlap and collide.

Jiang Shu was unclear, so he was about to move his arm, and was suddenly caught by Xie Xun.

She looked up at Xie Xie in surprise. Xie Xie clenched a fist with her left hand and cleared her throat against the tip of her nose: "It's covered by the sleeve."

Is this the point? !

Jiang Shuyao was speechless.

After Xie Xun finished speaking, he turned left and took a look around, confirming that no officials looked at the place where they were holding hands, and he was relieved.

After holding the hand, Xie Xun's footsteps were much lighter, only that the road was too short, and he walked to the carriage before walking a few steps.

Xie Xun helped Jiang Shuyao into the carriage, followed her in and sat down beside her.

After getting on the carriage, Jiang Shuyao felt a little dizzy, so he opened the wooden box containing the pastries, picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth.

Xie Xun asked: "Hungry?"

Jiang Shuyao nodded: "Lunch is used in the Imperial Concubine Empress Hall. It is not very good, and there is no refreshment in the afternoon."

After eating a few cakes, the dizziness subsided, Xie Xun brought her a cup of hot tea, and she took it down.

The stomach feels better, Jiang Shuyao sighed, "It's still comfortable at home."

Xie Xun took out a handkerchief and wiped off the cake from the corner of her mouth: "That's natural."

After wiping it twice, I felt something was wrong: "What's stuck on the corner of your mouth? Why is it red."

He looked at the color on the handkerchief very nervous, like blood but not like blood, could it be that the corner of his mouth was hurt.

Seeing his nervous look, Jiang Shuya was stunned: "What?"

She raised her hand to touch the corner of her mouth and saw the bright red color on her fingers, and she understood: "...This is mouth fat."

Xie Xun's nervous expression froze, folded Palmer silently, and put back his cuffs: "Your mouth fat was not so gorgeous before."

"Of course, this is used by the imperial concubine." The lipstick she usually uses is a light pink lip balm, but the lipstick Lin Guifei gives her is very rich and red. Xie Xun had never touched these things, and it was impossible to stare at a woman's lips every day to see the difference. Although it was a bit silly to make a joke, it was normal.

She approached Xie Xun and asked, "Don't you notice that my lips are particularly red today?"

His eyes met, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little quiet.

Xie Xun looked at her rosy and plump lips, blinked, and suddenly realized: "So that's the case, I'll just say why today is different."

Jiang Shuyao was originally thinking about molesting, but there was no effect at all. He suddenly felt bored and leaned back on the wall of the car.

Xie Xun surreptitiously moved his gaze over her lips, carefully pondered it, and while feeling magical, she distinguished the difference between this redness and the redness of her lips after eating chili.

It seems to be more moist, brighter, and fuller.

Jiang Shuya felt his gaze fall on his mouth, thinking that he was going to do something, a little nervous, but looked at his face, it was called a mindless mind, serious study.

She hummed silently in her heart and turned to face the car wall.

After arriving at Xie Guogong's mansion, Jiang Shuyao jumped from the carriage and walked to the mansion without answering Xie Xun's.

Xie Xun was confused and followed her into the courtyard, thinking about what happened.

When Jiang Shuyao returned to the courtyard, the first thing he did was rush to the kitchen to find food. He was so hungry and flustered that he didn't eat well all day.

She swept around in the kitchen and saw the plum dried vegetable biscuits covered in the shade.

A few days ago, she discussed with Lin's family that she wanted to open a breakfast restaurant in various places in the capital. However, there are more things for sale, and the production time is shorter, so Jiang Shuyao began to think about all kinds of biscuits.

Strictly speaking, the plum dried vegetable biscuits are not considered breakfast, they are like late night snacks to her. When you think of plum dried vegetable biscuits, you think of the street snack carts. On the roof of the car, there are shaking light bulbs, casting a warm orange light, and the oil and gas of the fried biscuits rises, giving a plump and salty aroma. Just by smelling it, I felt that the choice of looking for supper was the right choice.

The plum dried vegetable sesame seed cake is very thin and looks unremarkable. There is no sesame on the surface, and there is no circle of lines on the puff pastry. Only one bite will tell if it is good. The stuffing in the sesame seed is naturally dried plums and minced pork meat, so you don’t need to put oil in it, and it’s fried directly in the pan. After the minced meat in the sesame seed is heated, the oil gradually overflows, and the rich oil soaks through the crust, making the surface of the biscuits become oily and crisp golden. In some places with a lot of fat, even the crust will be soaked into a transparent color. .

The shell of the biscuits gradually expanded, bulging into a cavity, high, and bulging, it looked very cute. After frying, touch it with chopsticks, and you can clearly feel that the thin skin on the outer layer becomes hard and brittle.

Xie Xun quietly surveyed outside the small kitchen, thinking about what he had made a mistake, but when he smelled the scent, he bit his stance and came in.

He looked at the plum dried vegetable biscuits in the pot, swallowed softly, and asked in a kind and cautious manner: "Would you like to have porridge? I will ask the maid to bring it to the big kitchen."

Jiang Shuyao looked back at him, always feeling that this uneasy look with his eyes down and his mouth was no different from Xie Yao, and he suppressed a smile and said: "Go, the essential rice porridge."

Xie Xun got the order, and ordered the maid out of the small kitchen.

Because Xie Xun was there, Jiang Shuyao fried two more sesame cakes. The sesame cakes were put on a plate, and a few pieces of oil paper were pulled on. Dinner was dealt with like this.

The maid’s legs are sharp, and as soon as Jiang Shuyao and Xie Xun sat down on the table, they brought the rice porridge.

Xie Xun was still in panic, and he dared not eat ice until Jiang Shuya moved his chopsticks.

Plum dried vegetable sesame seed cakes, or any sesame seed cakes, are not enjoyable enough to eat with chopsticks. You must pinch the cakes and pass them in your mouth. The best way to bite them is to open your mouth.

The crust of the plum dried vegetable biscuits is extremely thin, and it is hard when you knead it, but it tastes extremely crispy. The oily smell of the fatty meat penetrates into the crust, bringing out the light fragrance of the flour, and bite it down, "Kaka "Cracked.

There is only a thin layer of dried plums and minced pork, not too much, too much, it will be salty and greasy. The minced meat is very fat. When it's fried, it's oily and watery. It blends with the dried plums. At first glance, it is brown-green-brown-green, occasionally dotted with red and white minced meat. It is very plain and light.

With a pinch, the crispy pie crust is squeezed in the middle, and the transparent juice with oil blossoms is nourished. It is not clear whether it is the oily water that has been fried or the salty and fresh juice absorbed by the dried plum.

Against the backdrop of dried plums, the minced meat looked finely cut and lovely, shiny and not greasy at all. Xie Xun pinched the cake and sent it to his mouth, biting it down, only to realize the beauty of the plum dried vegetable biscuits.

The dried plums are chopped very finely, not jammed at all, and crunchy to chew, with a bit of softness, one bite, full of fresh and salty mouth. Plum dried vegetables are not delicious enough if they are eaten dry, but they are a must when paired with fatty meat. The dried plums eat the oil and absorb the light oil refined from the minced meat, which fully stimulates the umami taste of dried plums, but it is not greasy. I only feel that the bite is full of fragrance, the oil is plump, and the vegetables are fresh and refreshing.

The minced meat is hidden among the dried plums. It is tender and soft. The taste is inconspicuous, but it has a strong fragrance. When chewed with dried plums, the more fragrant it is, the salty is sweet, and the sweetness is rich and fresh. Children are not tired.

At this time, there is no need to match white porridge. A cup of tea is best. The bitterness and freshness are neutralized. After the oil and gas are scraped off, the aftertaste is sweet.

Xie Xun asked after eating a plum dried vegetable sesame seed cake: "Is it going to be sold in the market in the future?"

Jiang Shuyao said, "Of course there are others, and there are many kinds."

Xie Xun nodded, and later pretended to mention inadvertently: "Are there any restaurants selling early meals around here?" After finishing speaking, he wanted to explain clearly, "Although there are all high gates such as Gong Hou Bo, but in the neighborhood We also go out for early food to buy. Take Lin Wenrao as an example. Every day, we have to put a few copper plates on our body and go around Wuliu Alley to buy duck meat biscuits." Jiang Shuyao must not be allowed to hear him. I want to eat, for fear that Jiang Shuyao will misunderstand him and blame her for lying in bed.

Jiang Shuyao stared at him without speaking.

Xie Xun said again: "If it is usually late in the morning, everyone will go out to buy some food and go on the road." He is different. He will go out to buy food if he can't be late. It is really frustrated by Jiang Shu. It’s been a long time since I’ve been suffering from the big kitchen, and at least I can eat fresh outside.

Jiang Shuya pondered it carefully, and it seemed to make sense, and then nodded and said, "You can really try it."

The expression on Xie Xun's face remained unchanged, but his heart was cheering, almost overwhelmingly happy.

The next day, he went to the East Palace and couldn’t hold back. He talked about it. It caused a lot of praise and praise from his colleagues. Every day he ate duck meat sesame cakes, he almost grew into a duck meat sesame cake. Lin Cheng was exaggerated. He offered a cup of tea.

Later, early morning food restaurants opened in other places, and there was no movement here in Xicheng. The colleagues looked at him like a glib mouth-hearted man, causing Xie Xun's guilty conscience, and he had to remind him every day. Your wife will make arrangements quickly.