The Feast

It's not fake to show up for a meal, but it's really not filling.So early in the morning the next day, the little Hou Ye got up before dawn, and did not disturb the sleeping wife, and walked out of the room with a frown on his stomach, listless and let the girls freshen up, he would not allow the girl They shouted, went out quietly, and came all the way to the kitchen.

At that time, breakfast was being prepared in the kitchen. The daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law talked and laughed, while renovating the various breakfasts, porridge and steamed buns and various side dishes. The fragrance of rice noodles came from the wind, and they almost picked up the saliva of Xiaohou.

He coughed and walked into the kitchen. He suddenly threw himself into the flock like a unicorn, and only bluffed that the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were scattered like birds and beasts, and there was only one Xue's daughter-in-law who could not run, and stood there. , Reluctantly asked with a tremble: "Grandpa ... How did Grandpa come here? This ... Where is the place where the grandpas stay?"

Duan Tingxuan coughed, and he was a little embarrassed. What did he run in secret?My grandfather is not a bully who robs the people of the people, nor do you look at you one by one, and talk to men about male and female defense?Not looking in the mirror.

The face said kindly: "That ... it's nothing. Let's take a look at what is fresh in the kitchen. The weather is getting hot. The old lady is afraid of the heat. Are you ready for cold drinks?"

The daughter-in-law of the Xue family looked puzzled out. Although it was near the Dragon Boat Festival, the weather at that time was really not hot, and it was far from the point where cold drinks were needed.But since the master asked, dare not to answer?So he made a rough report of the kitchen ingredients, and then Fang Pei laughed: "Now there is no news in the old lady's room that they want to prepare cold drinks. It's just that the red beans sent from Zhuangzi these days make the soup very old. I like it. Besides, in addition to all kinds of beans, Zhuangzi also gave some game such as pheasant, rabbit, yellow sheep, etc. The masters of Fuzhong liked it, I do n’t know how it was used by the master? "

Duan Tingxuan remembered this. When New Year's Eve Spring Festival began, Zhuangzi should send food to the house, although it was not as rich as the New Year's Day.Thinking of what Siping said before, he smiled and said: "I use it is common. Even if there are red beans, yellow beans or something, you give me a few pounds each of these out to me."

"Kaba" sounded, but it was the voice of Xue's daughter-in-law's jaw dislocation. She just stared at Duan Tingxuan with her mouth open, as if staring at a weasel stealing a chicken. No wonder she was so surprised, who had heard of his master running Digging in the kitchen?This behavior reminded the daughter-in-law of the Xue family to remember the scene when the grandmother majestic came to the kitchen to grab something.

"What's your expression? Yeah, I can't order beans?" Duan Tingxuan couldn't help but became angry. Anyone who made a servant look like this couldn't calm down: he just wanted to go to Meiyuelou for breakfast. If Siping and Shuangxi were not allowed to enter the second door at this time, did he personally come here to ask for something?

The daughter-in-law of the Xue family was terrified, realizing that his father was not kidding, so he did not care that his chin had not been picked up, so he turned around and took his pocket to hold beans, while shouting out vaguely to help.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Duan Tingxuan carried a few large cloth bags in his hand, and fled from the kitchen as if he had escaped. He followed the garden path to Meiyue Building.While calculating in my heart, they should not be making breakfast at this time. Originally, hiding in such a remote place, they do n’t have to settle in the morning and night, do they want to sleep when they want to sleep?

With such a thought, my heart is a bit unbalanced. I secretly said that I threw them here to punish them. Now, how do they seem to let them enjoy their happiness?Humph!Just enjoy it, the key is that the grandfather wants to rub a little bit of food to eat, the damn woman still spit in the food that the grandfather fancy, it is clear that he would rather feed chicken than feed me. ?

The more I thought, the more I was filled with righteous indignation, because by the time of the door, this righteous indignation had been successfully escalated into murderous.

However, the strong murderous energy disappeared in a blink of an eye. After Duan Tingxuan stepped into the courtyard door and smelled a fragrance from the kitchen.

what is this?Why is it so fragrant?Little Hou took the rice bean bag and crept to the door of the kitchen. He heard Honglian smile and said: "Grandma too, want to eat this. The slaves go shopping on the street, why bother?"

Su Nuannuan smiled and said, "How did that happen? We have something in our hands now, and we have no money in our pockets. It was just a coincidence that we could meet this pulp this morning. It wouldn't be sold if people were walking in the streets. It ’s cheap. "

Duan Tingxuan had already seen clearly in this way of speaking: the big straw pot was half a pot of oil, Su Nuannuan threw a long dough into it, and the work floated up after a while, Jin Cancan's yellow cage was really pretty , The greedy worms in the belly with the rich aroma also tickled.

"Grandma has miscalculated this time, although it is not very cheap to buy this thing. It's just that you do it yourself now, and if you don't say anything else, just talk about these oils. How much will it cost?"

But listening to Xiangyun a little regretful, then Su Nuannuan shook his head and smiled: "You are such a stupid girl, this oil is used up and not thrown away, you can use it again, fried dumplings and steamed buns are good ... … "

Before she could finish talking, she saw Duan Tingxuan hiding behind the door and peeping into the house, so she grabbed a rag on the stove and dropped it out.

Fortunately, Duan Tingxuan's skill was not given in vain. He jumped to the side and let this rag's attack completely fail. Then he carried Shi Shiran into the kitchen with a bag and smiled as quietly as possible: "Yo, you are intentional , Wake up fritters early this time? "

Deep-fried dough sticks are not very common on the street. People in that era suffered from life. Where can they afford to use half a pot of oil to fry things?Even if it can be used a few more times, it still distresses after all. You ca n’t eat it like fritters and fritters, so the profit is very meager. If you want to eat, there are a few shops that sell it, but it is far inferior to rice porridge and pickles. Popularity.

Hou Fu is a wealthy family. You do n’t have to worry about this oil. It ’s just that the rich and noble people at that time were all about health care. This kind of greasy food is obviously not in line with the health regime. Lord, it is rare to bring fritters, fritters and soy milk to the table to honor the master.Therefore, although Duan Tingxuan knew this thing, he thought about it, he had n’t eaten it a few times, so he smelled the aroma, and thought that they were made by Su Nuan Nuan, the taste is definitely better, and the spit is a bit flooded. the trend of.

"Yeah, what is this in your hand?"

Su Nuannuan was too lazy to care about this big fox who was eating and drinking, but Honglian and Xiangyun paid their respects seriously. Seeing that the master was carrying several cloth bags that were seriously inconsistent with his identity, Xiangyun could not bear it. Live asked curiously.

"Cough ... that ... I occasionally passed the kitchen today and saw the fresh rice beans from Zhuangzi, so I took it for you to see if I could use it, and just throw it away if I couldn't use it. "

With the thickness of Duan Tingxuan's skin, looking at these cloth bags, they couldn't help but blush, and Xiaohouye burst into tears in his heart: Mom's to eat something, is it easier for me?

Guren and Xiangyun were very happy. Guren took the bag with a smile, and said: "What did Ye say? Good rice beans can be thrown away? Such waste of food will be condemned."

While talking, she winked at Xiangyun, and when she saw that the girl was still unknown, she pulled the little girl out until she stepped out a dozen steps before gently poking Xiangyun's finger and whispering, "You are really It ’s not easy to take a look. It ’s easy for Grandma to be in a good mood today. The grandfather just took something over again, so why do n’t you let people talk alone. ”

Xiang Yun rubbed his forehead and whispered, "Sister, when I don't understand your thoughts? It's just that grandma is very different from his grandfather now. I'm not afraid that they don't agree. Is n’t it a deeper grudge? "

Guren froze for a long time, and shook his head for a long time: "Yes, it was my negligence, how did I forget this stubble?" As he said, he raised his head and looked at the kitchen direction worriedly.

In the kitchen, Su Nuannuan didn't keep pace as before, sifting the dough into the pan while squinting Duan Tingxuan, sneeringly said: "Father knows a lot of things today, and finally knows that rubbing rice does not make sense , Even knew to bring some rice beans. "

Duan Tingxuan's mouth twitched: Well, looking at the fragrant fritters, she is not as general as her. There are some good men who do not fight women.

"What is this round? I know this long strip is fried dough stick, what about this round one? Is it called fritters?" Duan Tingxuan thought about having a good relationship with Su Nuannuan, so the tone was a bit of a smile Of course, you have to say that he is pleased, and Xiaohou will not admit his death.

"It's right to call the oil cake, why? Ye hasn't seen it yet?" Su Nuan Nuan was a little puzzled. She knew that there were some oil sticks in the ancient times. Didn't the oil cake even?No way?The fritters are salty and the fritters are sweet, which just meets the needs of people of all tastes. If there is no fritters, how to resolve the dispute between the sweet and salty parties?Isn't the Sweet Party even more bitter?

"Really called fritters?" Duan Tingxuan didn't expect that he was right. He couldn't help but stretched his head to take a closer look: "Strange, is the fritters like this? What about chopped green onions? There are many chopped green on top of the fritters I've eaten. "

"Are you a scallion pancake?" Su Nuan Nuan looked at the scumbag husband with contempt: This is a knowledgeable face and a good foodie. It is really shameful to the foodie family.

"Scallion pancake ... isn't it also pancake?"

Duan Tingxuan is even more puzzled. He likes food, but he really hasn't done any research on these things.,

"It's also a pancake, but it's different from this sugar pancake." Su Nuannuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with scumbag, otherwise, would he still give him the history of the popular pancake and family members?Tell him that the pancake family not only has sugar pancakes, scallion pancakes, and pancake gluten pancakes, well, I did n’t catch pancakes on February 2nd, and I was a little bit greedy. It happened to have leeks and some bean sprouts. See when Eat to eat.

Hahaha, Xiaohou Ye finally understood the truth of bringing food to the door, so I didn't get the warmth like a storm sweeping leaves, everyone, don't you offer a few recommended tickets and collections for Xiaohou Ye's sensible children?(I feel that my request is already poor, OTZ)