Husband, Have Dinner

Chunzhou grows digi buds, and spring banks fly poplar flowers.

When it is, the puffer fish is very expensive.

The puffer fish is delicious, and the world is eager to eat it.

In order to taste the delicacy of pufferfish, perhaps the world has done countless experiments and said that cooking the pufferfish and pufferfish at the same time can reduce its toxicity.

This is the case. There are still a lot of toxins in the blood and liver of the puffer fish. The cook does not pay attention to handling it properly, and the eater goes to Huangquan to drink Mengpo soup.

Therefore, Mei Yaochen persuaded his friend Fan Zhongyan not to desperately eat puffer fish, and made a special poem. The first two sentences describe the beauty of puffer fish, and it is these two sentences that make his poem famous all over the world.

A Yao is a life-saving person.

She has seen Mochizuki cooking pufferfish once or twice. To prepare a puffer fish, Mochizuki prepares in advance, raises enough energy, and pays for the puffer fish to practice at home.

On the day of the banquet, she ate pufferfish for an interview and served it to the table after proving that there was no problem.

The cooking skills are as superb as Mochizuki. Ayao asks herself that she can’t do it. She is afraid that her poor craftsmanship will kill others.

After entering the capital, she did not take the initiative to do it, and no one would call her to do it-until someone from the Fourth Division and the Sixth Bureau came to the door and said that an employer called her to invite her to a banquet for six to eight people, and asked her Can you do pufferfish?

"Sorry, I don't do pufferfish." A Yao said.

It's not that it won't, it's not that.

I don't know why she thought of being a puffer fish, and she felt a strong fear, panic and guilt.

There are no orders for the fourth division and the sixth inning, and the business in the store will continue.

Everything grows in spring, and the spring bamboo shoots that have not yet emerged from the soil are pried with a **** by an experienced farmer, dried and made into a side dish with tea, or fried and marinated in advance of fat and thin meat, spread on the spring bamboo shoot and steamed. The oil is crystal clear and penetrates the spring bamboo shoots on the bottom. The lean meat neutralizes the greasiness of the fat. Of course, the most gluttonous thing in this dish is the spring bamboo shoots.

At this time, the mulberry, wolfberry, and locust leaves are tender, and the buds are pinched, and the toon has to be smashed from the tree to make the soup and seasonal vegetables.

The combination of pork liver and wolfberry leaves, sprinkled with a few pieces of wolfberry, can be eaten as a vegetable or as a soup.

Mulberry leaves are mostly eaten by silkworms. Its leaf buds are tenderer than summer leaves, but the taste is still coarse and grainy.

Not to mention the conventional dishes like locust leaf steamed rice and toon scrambled eggs.

After the rain, the mushrooms grow up in large clumps. Wash the mushrooms and slice them. Make chicken stew mushrooms. The meat is vegetarian and the best meal is served.

"Do whatever you want."

"Yes, yes, it's fine. Anyway, the dishes made by the scallop girl are delicious."

"I'm not the same as you. I'm not casual. Let's have chicken stewed with mushrooms, spring bamboo shoots steamed with bacon, and vegetarian dishes."

Li Gang scratched his head, so much casually, he went to the kitchen to tell Ayao for the dishes. At first, Ayao was serious about garnishing the dishes. Later, he "made it casually" more often. There were some dishes in the middle. She turned her head and did not remember the last time. It is easy to get entangled because of the side dishes. I think the combination of this and that affects the taste, and the hodgepodge seems not very good.

The entanglement became more real again. After listening to Li Gang's words about two casuals, A Yao picked up the small pot and ran out on the spot, "No more cooking!"

"Oh, it can't be like this." The diners pretended to cry.

"The objection is invalid, hum." A Yao took the pot back to the kitchen.

The same robe sat at a corner table chewing on smoked green beans, secretly observing "This little cook is quite interesting."

"I think the dishes she cooks are comparable to those of the cooks in Huixian Restaurant." Another person commented.

"Then her?"

"The price is very good, and we can use the extra money to make some good drinks."

"Should we get pufferfish then? She said no, shall we invite one more person?"

"Stop it, change to another dish."

...

"Girl, here it is."

The carriage stopped at the door of a house. The coachman knocked on the door panel beside the carriage. A Yao opened the curtain, placed the knife in a convenient place, and jumped to the ground lightly.

Bring the knives he brought with him and knocked on the side door.

Someone found her ten years ago and said that they wanted to celebrate their colleagues' promotion. A Yao saw that their time was just her rest, so she should come down without taking a leave from her grandson.

Li Gang saw them leaving and she left yesterday. These people told her about calling Pei Xingzhi brothers and sisters.

She knew that those people were former Pei Shuo's comrades.

Pei Shuo was the winner of this high promotion banquet.

Counting the time, it has been half a month since they returned to the capital, but they haven't seen him come to the Sunniangjiao shop again.

Maybe you can really see your own mind, so you draw a clear line.

A Yao lowered her eyes, the shadow of her thick eyelashes covered her eyes, she didn't know that the corners of her mouth drooped quietly.

The door opened a gap, and the boy opened the door to ask someone, she handed over the invitation, and was invited in.

"Originally, the kitchen is here, so you don't need to go too far, but because they have special requirements to entertain people in the courtyard by the river, they have to go a little farther."

The little boy led her through the alley, through the side hall, and passed by the small garden with winding paths and quietly planted bamboo, and explained to her.

The host's aesthetics is so good, she can have such a big house any time.

"Walking through this gallery, we are here."

Wisteria is planted in the curved gallery, and the wisteria climbs up the pillars and hangs down from mid-air. It is also the flowering season of wisteria flowers.

The branches are dotted with many small purple flowers, and the colors gradually become brilliant, the green leaves set off the wisteria, and there is light from the oblique light, as if you can pick it up with your hand.

A Yao was a little surprised.

Turning around the corridor, the light and shadow are faint, and the scenery seems to be familiar.

A Yao's pace got slower and slower, and finally stopped.

Dreams and reality overlap strangely.

The scene before her is exactly the same as the scene in the nightmare that entangled her a few days ago!

The wild ducks by the river, the chatting and laughing guests, and... the cook with blood and tears!

A Yao suddenly broke down in a cold sweat.

At this time, if you receive the agreed signal and open the gate, the memory floods into your mind like a flood of memory.

The static picture in front of me is like a memory, rewinding in time like a revolving lantern.

The chef Qianqiansu opened the curtain and cooked fish under the umbrella by the river. She suddenly panicked and looked down at her hands. She was at a loss for a slice of fish on the cutting board. She picked up the knife at the urging of people. Unexpectedly, she mechanically and skillfully sliced ​​the crystal clear fish into fish fillets, making fish dishes for a long time, already forming body movements, and finally carved out flowers with radishes for display.

The crystal fish was served on the table, and when everyone asked the handsome guest to use it first, he picked up a slice, before he invited others to eat it, suddenly foamed at the mouth and his body twitched and fell.

The people around him became confused, those who poured soup, called the doctor, and others rushed in angrily and twisted her backhand.

She screamed in pain and received a slap in the face with great intensity. She turned to one side of her face. She didn't notice anything, and looked at the fallen young man in panic.

Until the doctor shook his head to the surrounding guests to let them mourn, the memory ended when she was stuffed with a plate of fish fillets and died in tears.

It turned out that it was not a nightmare, it had happened truly, and it was her short... past life.

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