Chapter 138 The Past Cannot Be Recalled
Yipinlou
Mo Zhishan quickly ordered porridge and some snacks. "Shaoze, you don't like to eat breakfast. This is a bad habit. It's easy to get gastrointestinal diseases. Three meals a day must be eaten on time. Try the breakfast here, it's quite good."
Wei Yu picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Mo Zhishan. "After not seeing you for many years, Mr. Mo still cares so much about food."
Mo Zhishan smiled and said, "Food is the most important thing for people. Eating is a big deal."
He picked up the teacup and took a sip. "It's a pity that you didn't go to the chrysanthemum banquet that day. That was a real flower banquet. Not only can you appreciate the flowers, but you can also eat them. It's really wonderful."
Using flowers and fruits in cooking is not only delicious and pleasing to the eye, but also in line with the health-preserving principles of the four seasons.
Princess Yinghua must have put a lot of thought into this banquet.
Wei Yu smiled and said nothing.
The discussion about the all-chrysanthemum banquet at the Shen Mansion was a hot topic in the capital.
Everyone who attended the banquet spoke highly of the Quanju Banquet and seemed to be still immersed in it.
Wei Yu also received the invitation, but his stomach was not feeling well during that period, so he had to decline it.
Many people thought that Wei Yu and Shen Zhaonian were not on good terms, but in fact, they had a pretty good relationship privately.
It’s just that Wei Yu doesn’t like to interact with people or attend various banquets.
Mo Zhishan put down the teacup, took out the painting he brought, and slowly unfolded it.
"Shao Ze, I asked you out this time to give you this painting as a gift."
The colors of this painting are bright, but not tacky at all.
It's obvious that the painter has great skills, as he managed to create a paradise-like scene with just a few strokes.
Wei Yu raised his eyes to look at the painting, his gaze suddenly fixed.
"This painting...is this the peach blossoms on Baiweng Mountain?"
Mo Zhishan nodded: "Yes, this is exactly what I did in Baiweng Mountain."
Baiweng Mountain is adjacent to Baishui County. This peach blossom scene was painted by Mo Zhishan when he was in Baishui County.
It is said that the peach blossoms on Baiweng Mountain are the most beautiful, and when in full bloom, they are connected in one piece. From a distance, it looks like a sea of flowers, a rare beauty in the world.
Mo Zhishan was a person who loved flowers and scenery, and he happened to be in Baishui County at the time, so he naturally would not miss such a magnificent view.
When he arrived at Baiweng Mountain and saw the peach blossoms in full bloom, Mo Zhishan couldn't help but take out his paintbrush and capture the scene of the blooming peach blossoms on paper.
Wei Yu looked at the beautiful scenery in the painting, his expression was dazed for a moment, and there was a look of reminiscence in his eyes.
The peach blossoms back then were also so beautiful.
Mo Zhishan looked at Wei Yu and sighed in his heart.
There are some things and obstacles that others can't help you with. You have to be willing to step over them yourself.
"Shaoze, this painting is a gift to you."
Wei Yu looked up in surprise, then stood up and bowed to Mo Zhishan.
"Thank you, Mr. Mo."
Mo Zhishan waved his hand, "It's just a small matter, why be so polite."
Soon, everything they ordered was served.
There were two bowls of porridge and a few of the store's signature dim sum.
There are shrimp dumplings, chicken feet, barbecued pork buns, rice rolls and black bean sauce spare ribs.
Wei Yu suppressed the nostalgia in his eyes and said, "Mr. Mo, I will be the host for today's meal. If you want to eat anything else, just order it."
"I won't be polite with you, hahaha."
Mo Zhishan laughed and suddenly looked at Wei Yu again. "After so many years, you still can't let it go?"
Wei Yu seemed to have not expected Mo Zhishan to ask this question. He paused and asked back.
"Where's Mr. Mo?"
Mo Zhishan was slightly stunned, then smiled faintly.
Yes, they are all stubborn people, who can persuade whom?
Mo Zhishan stretched out his hand and pushed the soy milk and yam porridge in front of Wei Yu, "Drink some porridge. It will moisten your stomach and make it feel better."
After saying that, he lowered his head and started drinking the porridge.
The milky white yam is ground into the porridge, which tastes very delicate and smooth.
This porridge is mainly made with soy milk. Although it is based on soy milk, the ingredients in it are more than just soy milk.
The milky white yam is ground into the porridge, which tastes very delicate and smooth.
Every bite has a rich aroma of beans and the fragrance of yam.
The rich soy milk aroma and the fresh fragrance of yam in the porridge base have been completely integrated into the soft and glutinous rice. If you listen carefully, it seems to have the taste of more than one kind of rice.
There are glutinous rice and stalked rice.
Both the glutinous rice and the long-grained rice have been almost melted and have merged with the soy milk. They will break into pieces with a light sip of the tongue.
The porridge is smooth and fragrant, warming the tip of the tongue.
The rich bean aroma is fully present in the mouth, and the yam is melted in it just right, making the slightest sweetness become the most suitable seasoning.
Mo Zhishan ate the soy milk and yam porridge mouthful after mouthful. A thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he felt indescribably comfortable all over.
It’s really delicious.
Sure enough, drinking a bowl of porridge can moisten your stomach and intestines and make them feel better.
Seeing Mo Zhishan drinking so happily, Wei Yu also lowered his head to look at the bowl in front of him.
The milky white soy milk and yam porridge was lying obediently in the bowl, exuding a faint fragrance.
It looks like it tastes delicious.
Never mind, just give it a try.
He picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew on it, and put it into his mouth.
During the steaming process, the mellow aroma of soy milk and the fresh fragrance of yam have been completely integrated with the soft and glutinous rice, leaving a hint of sweetness in the mouth.
Fragrant, sweet, smooth, glutinous...
This was Wei Yu’s first impression of the soy milk and yam porridge. The several ingredients of the same milky white color seemed to have been completely blended together, but if you tasted them carefully, you could still distinguish the subtle differences between them.
Occasionally, you can feel small pieces of yam sliding across the tip of your tongue, giving you a wonderful taste.
As he drank, Wei Yu had forgotten his original intention of just wanting to have a quick taste. He took spoonful after spoonful, mouthful after mouthful, until he had finished half a bowl of soy milk and yam porridge, and then he came to his senses.
The warm porridge water gradually slides down the mouth into the stomach, hanging warmly on the stomach wall.
When Wei Yu looked up, he found Mo Zhishan looking at him and smiling.
"How is it? It's really comfortable, isn't it?"
Originally, Mo Zhishan's favorite was the snacks at Yipinlou, but later he also fell in love with the porridge here.
Every time I drink a bowl of porridge, I always feel warmed up, even my heart is warm.
It seems to warm the heart from the mouth.
It's so comfortable.
Wei Yu suddenly smiled, "Mr. Mo is absolutely right."
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