Chapter 201 Your Wife is Provoking Me

Xinbao was very satisfied with the meal. He took another big bite and then pushed it to him.

Yan Shenjue originally just wanted to taste it, but since she pushed it to him, he took another bite.

The two of them took turns eating one bite and soon finished the whole thing.

Yan Shenjue picked up another one for her. Xinbao couldn't wait any longer and came over to eat it. Yan Shenjue dodged and said, "It's too hot. Wait a minute."

Xinbao thought about it, then held his wrist and let him swing back and forth, and Yan Shenjue let her do it.

Xinbao shook it a few times and couldn't wait to take a bite.

Anshun said with a smile: "If the master eats this, he will definitely not say that it is a waste of food."

Xinbao ate two in a row and just as he was about to satisfy his craving, he suddenly brightened up when he heard him say, "Uncle Anshun, can you help me get one? Xinbao wants to give it to you."

Anshun smiled and said, "Okay."

He found a hollow bamboo plate, put some food on it, placed it on a tray, covered it with a cover, and then carried it forward until he reached the door of the flower hall. He then gave the bamboo plate to Xinbao at the door and took off the cover.

Xinbao held the tray in both hands and stepped in carefully.

Mr. Shen was talking to Huo Yuntao inside. He turned around when he heard the voice and saw Tuanzi walking slowly towards him from behind the screen.

Huo Yuntao smiled and said, "It smells good! Hey, be careful, Bao'er, what are you doing?"

Xinbao was afraid of falling, so he kept looking at the ground: "Fry the flowers and give them to uncle."

"Fried, flowers?" Huo Yuntao came over to take a look and laughed: "Haven't you heard that the master doesn't like people using flowers to cook? Not only did you fry them secretly, but you also sent them to me, little darling, you are provoking me!"

Xinbao said anxiously, "It's not a provocation."

Yan Shenjue instinctively corrected her: "Yes, yes!"

Huo Yuntao laughed: "See! Your wife said it was a provocation!"

Xinbao said: "Don't tie it, don't tie it, don't tie it!!"

Yan Shenjue did not correct him again. It seemed that the sound was really not pronounced clearly.

Master Shen said speechlessly: "How old are you? Take it quickly."

Huo Yuntao took the tray with a smile, put it on the table, turned around and carried Xinbao onto the kang table.

Xinbao put his little hands together, lay on the table and looked at him, swallowing his saliva: "Uncle, try it, it's delicious!"

Master Shen smiled and asked, "What is this?"

Xinbao said, "Cockscomb."

Huo Yuntao asked in surprise: "Can cockscomb be eaten? Will it make you sick?"

As he spoke, he took one and ate it. After eating it, he raised his eyebrows: "Wow!! Delicious!!"

Mr. Shen didn't quite believe it.

But facing the eager gaze of the little kid, he still took one and tasted it, then raised his eyebrows and said, "Not bad!"

He picked up another one and put it in his mouth. The warrior ate heartily, one bite at a time. When Huo Yuntao saw this, he quickly joined in and rushed to eat one. In a short while, the two of them finished the whole plate and still felt unsatisfied.

Huo Yuntao drank tea and said, "I didn't expect that cockscombs can be eaten! And they taste so good! Who is so talented?"

Xinbao pointed to himself and said, "It's me!"

Huo Yuntao said: "Oh, Xiao Xinbao, you are so amazing! What other delicious flowers are there in this garden?"

"They are all delicious, so many delicious!" Xinbao said with big eyes curved, "Osmanthus pendants are delicious, osmanthus cakes, osmanthus porridge, osmanthus wine, so many!! Rose soup is delicious, lotus is also delicious, jasmine flowers can be fried with eggs, frost-resistant flowers can be stewed with tofu! Chrysanthemums can be used to make hot pot~ They are all very fragrant! So delicious!"

This is what it means to know everything like the back of your hand.

But it's not surprising when you think about how she can come up with a lot of ways to eat it just by looking through the medicine cabinet.

Yan Shenjue sat aside, just silently remembering the words she said wrong: the best; the "li" in "jasmine"; the "stew" in "stew" was not very clear, a bit like the entering tone of "zhun"; the "eat" in "eat" was sometimes not pronounced correctly, a bit like a "呲" sound.

These need to be corrected slowly.

In fact, she can pronounce many sounds accurately when she speaks slowly, but when she speaks in a hurry, her words come out soft, which is weird and cute.

Huo Yuntao was drooling at what she said.

But now many flowers, such as lotus and jasmine, have wilted, and plum blossoms have not yet bloomed. Things made with osmanthus and rose are rather dessert-like. However, the hibiscus is still in bloom and can be used to stew tofu.

Yan Shenjue said: "Xuexia Soup."

Xinbao sucked his saliva and said, "Yes. It's delicious!"

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

This is a dish mentioned in "Shan Jia Qing Gong". The method is very simple. Remove the stamens and stems of the hibiscus flower, blanch it in water, and then add tofu and cook together.

After cooking, the flowers are red and the tofu is white, and the red and white are intertwined, just like the sunset glow after the snow, "like the sunset glow after the snow", so it is called Xuexia Soup.

But in Xinbao's opinion, this looks better than it tastes good. The chrysanthemum hotpot is really something that makes him drool just thinking about it.

It is said that chrysanthemum hotpot was the favorite of Empress Dowager Cixi. It was mentioned in "Records of Imperial Fragrance" that the dignified Empress Dowager Cixi would be as excited as a countryman going to a banquet every time she ate chrysanthemum hotpot.

Xinbao became so excited when he talked that he almost blurted out Empress Dowager Cixi. Fortunately, he stopped himself in time and stared at Master Shen with his big eyes.

Huo Yuntao also looked at Mr. Shen eagerly.

"Eat, eat," Master Shen looked at the two pairs of eyes in front of him and said, "I didn't say you can't eat. Make more in the evening so that everyone can eat! Send a message to ask if Uncle is free!"

Knowing that Mr. Shen didn't care about the rules, Mr. Yuan didn't care either and came over quickly after receiving the invitation.

Everyone thought that Mr. Shen and Mr. Yuan, one a scholar and the other a warrior, could not get along well with each other, but in fact, these two people got along very well. When they met, they sat together and chatted, and the second brother went to find his sister as if he was familiar with the place.

Chrysanthemum hotpot didn't exist at the time, so Xinbao taught the chef how to make chrysanthemum hotpot before lunch.

Chrysanthemum hotpot usually uses chicken soup, but meat soup can also be used. Both need to be cooked in advance, cooked in the morning, and just right for eating in the afternoon.

The side dishes are also very particular, called four raw dishes, four oil dishes and four vegetarian dishes.

Raw slices are generally fish slices, chicken slices, pork loin slices and liver slices; fried pastries are Sanzi, deep-fried dough sticks, deep-fried vermicelli and mahua (fried dough twist). As for vegetarian dishes, you can choose whatever you like.

You don’t have to be so particular when you actually eat it. It doesn’t matter if there are more or less raw vegetables, but the crispy filling is the soul of the chrysanthemum hotpot.

Sanzi and fried dough sticks are easy to make, but mahua needs to be made soft and small so that you can pick up one with one chopstick...so just making these side dishes takes a lot of effort.

After Xinbao finished chattering, he went to take a nap. When he woke up, the chef had already prepared a lot of dishes.

Yan Shenjue was afraid that she would eat too much and not be able to finish dinner, so he only gave her a few small thin Sanzi to fill her mouth. Xinbao was outside leading the gardeners to work, and he wandered around not far from the kitchen, eating Sanzi with a crunchy smell.

Huo Yuntao took some time to run to the kitchen to take a look, grabbed a soft twist and ate it, and when he saw Xinbao, he ran over and tossed her: "Little darling, are you awake? Oh, have you changed your clothes? You look so pretty! How come Xinbao is so pretty?"

He also talked to Yan Shenjue: "Xinbao's eyes look like windows, half round and half round!"

Yan Shenjue: “…”

He was really not used to the rough adjectives used to describe warriors.

(End of this chapter)