After Mu Xingzhi made it clear that "even though he sits in a wheelchair all day, it's okay to eat a zongzi", the zongzi was served.
"These two are made with jujube and wolfberry, these two are made with honey beans, and these two," Su Qingluan looked at the other two present, "are made with bacon and egg yolk."
"Salted pork and egg yolk? Zongzi?" Song Bo immediately said, "I don't understand, but I'm shocked." "Why do zongzi have to have salted pork and egg yolk?"
Su Qingluan was unconvinced: "Why can't there be bacon and egg yolk? What law prohibits it?"
Of course not. There is no law that is so crazy as to stipulate what the filling of zongzi should be, but the impact of salted pork zongzi on the public was probably as strong as the "leek mooncake" back then.
Faced with Su Qingluan's accusatory expression, Song Bo wisely swallowed what he wanted to say and began to peel the rice dumplings silently.
Su Qingluan naturally would not wait for Song Bo to take action - although Song Bo would not eat at the same table with Mu Xingzhi, in Su Qingluan's eyes, there was no class difference between the two of them in her mind.
"I'll just eat a sweet bean rice dumpling," Su Qingluan pointed to the rice dumpling she had peeled, "the sweet beans are pickled with sugar and honey, and they're sweet enough even without honey or sugar." Although she also likes sweets, she is not addicted to sweets, so even if it's just plain, the sweet bean rice dumpling is very sweet to her.
After Song Bo peeled the rice dumplings and brewed a pot of tea for the two of them, he left with the two rice dumplings.
He was actually a little hesitant about the black soy sauce meat dumpling, but under Su Qingluan's strong recommendation - or rather, coercion - Song Bo still went out with a red date and wolfberry dumpling and a bacon and egg yolk dumpling.
But when he looked at the egg yolk rice dumpling, he frowned like a Tianjin person seeing chicken fillet added to a pancake, or an Italian seeing pineapple on pizza.
Maybe this is how the diehards see the cult. Su Qingluan said she was very happy to watch the fun.
What's more, these glutinous rice dumplings, which have been simmered for a long time and then stimulated by cold water, taste really good! Su Qingluan picked up a corner of the glutinous rice dumpling with chopsticks and put a piece of glutinous rice dumpling in her mouth: "Sure enough, the cold glutinous rice dumpling is more delicious than the soft and sticky hot one!"
Because there was a zongzi in her mouth, Su Qingluan's words were unclear, making it difficult to understand what she was saying. However, seeing her squinting her eyes in enjoyment, Mu Xingzhi on the opposite side almost knew what she meant.
The glutinous rice dumplings were in the shape of lumps, but the texture was very soft and needed to be chewed slowly by the back molars, so Su Qingluan's cheeks bulged out like a little hamster.
Mu Xingzhi sat opposite, stretched out his slender fingers, and gently poked Su Qingluan's cheek. Then he was stunned for a moment without leaving any trace, and then quickly returned to his usual calm demeanor.
"You...why are you poking me suddenly?" Su Qingluan was stunned by the other party's sudden action.
"Qingluan eats like a squirrel." Mu Xingzhi smiled and withdrew his hand - in fact, at that moment just now, he didn't know why he did such an... inappropriate thing.
The two of them ate zongzi. Although it was not the first time Su Qingluan had a meal with Mu Xingzhi, she would sigh every time: How could someone be so elegant while eating?
Especially with rice dumplings, it's easy to get rice grains stuck on your teeth if you're not careful. However, in Su Qingluan's impression, Mu Xingzhi never seemed to have encountered such an embarrassing situation.
It's not just rice dumplings. In Su Qingluan's impression, whether it's soup dumplings that need to be prepared carefully to prevent splashing, or pastry snacks that fall all over the floor, or any other messy things that are very easy to eat, Mu Xingzhi can do it with very elegant movements.
It's no exaggeration to say that even chewing food, a physiological action, is done very gracefully by Mu Xingzhi. I wonder if this guy would be just as graceful sitting on the toilet...
Of course, Su Qingluan would never ask the last sentence, otherwise she suspected that she would be silenced by Song Bo who was just across the wall from her.
"How is it?" Su Qingluan's eyes lit up when she saw Mu Xingzhi finally reaching for the salted pork zongzi with his chopsticks. "How does this zongzi taste?"
Mu Xingzhi glanced at Su Qingluan's overly expectant expression and said frankly, "It's salty and fragrant, with a smooth but not greasy texture, and the glutinous rice is springy. It's worthy of being called Qingluan. This is one of the best rice dumplings I've ever eaten."
This wasn't exactly a boast; after all, it took time, and the cooking time naturally varied. Furthermore, Su Qingluan's salted pork buns would be tested by the taste buds of the general public in the future.
Since it has been able to break through the siege and occupy a place among the classic flavors of zongzi, there must be a reason for it.
After hearing this, Su Qingluan finally asked the question she wanted to ask the most: "So, between this salted pork rice dumpling and those red date and sweet bean rice dumplings, which one do you like?" Are you a sweet or salty person?
Mu Xingzhi thought for a moment after hearing this and said, "Although this zongzi is salty and delicious, it still feels a bit too greasy. It would be even better if there was a zongzi filling that was salty but not greasy."
Su Qingluan's eyes lit up when she heard this: "Then I'll try other ingredients next year!" Salty party! Su Qingluan clenched her fists: The salty party won!
Even if the salty pork brown didn’t win, it doesn’t matter, the salty party won!
Although he didn't know Su Qingluan's subtle desire to win in terms of taste, Mu Xingzhi could still see that Su Qingluan was very happy - even though he didn't understand why the girl opposite him suddenly seemed in such a good mood.
Both of them ate their zongzi very slowly. Su Qingluan had eaten two zongzi in the morning and was afraid that if she ate too much too quickly, she would not be able to digest it, so she ate very slowly. As for Mu Xingzhi... Su Qingluan felt that he always ate so slowly and methodically, as if nothing could change him.
During this period, because Su Qingluan also agreed to consider the matter of their marriage, according to Su Qingluan's personality, it was equivalent to half agreeing - unless she suddenly met someone who was determined to marry him, basically this deal under the name of "marriage" was finalized.
So the two of them happily finalized the general process and the time when Su Qingluan would finally give a definite answer.
"Three days later." Su Qingluan looked at the person opposite her. "Although I think this deal is a win-win situation, the specific form of cooperation still needs to be discussed in detail."
Mu Xingzhi nodded and had no objection. He didn't intend to let Su Qingluan accept everything at the beginning.
After finishing their meal and talking for a while, Su Qingluan was ready to say goodbye and go back.
Just as he was seeing her off, Song Bo cautiously came over and asked, "Um... Madam Su, do you have any extra bacon buns?"
Su Qingluan curled her lips and smiled: Oh no! The Xian Party has gained another general!
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