Purple Sweet Potato Bitter Melon Rings
Qin Lan'er withdrew her distant thoughts, wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and forced a wry smile: "I have told you all everything. Do you intend to expose me, the murderer, to the public?"
Yuan Xuanlang said: "No. But I will tell my master."
Qin Lan'er understood and nodded, "Okay, okay..."
Elder Yikong has always been known for his "aloofness, elegance and righteousness" and will not favor the Mutian Sect. There is still room for maneuver in this matter of life for life. After all, Qin Lan'er still has to maintain the survival of the Qin family.
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The three of them returned to the inn, and Yuan Xuanlang handed the letter to the messenger. After everything was arranged, the three of them went back to their rooms to rest.
Lin Yuan lay on the bed, Qin Lan'er's sad words in her mind.
Qin Lan'er can take revenge with a knife in her hand. She really dares to love and hate. It must be very hard to manage the entire Qin family. I want to encourage this brave girl!
Learn from her!
After a while, she got up and borrowed the kitchen from the inn.
She was a lazy person, too lazy to cook every day, and only made seasonal dishes during certain solar terms. However, when she first arrived at Jinghu School, she had to work part-time at the Wuweixuan restaurant in Jinghu School to pay for tuition. Fortunately, everything was over.
Lin Yuan caressed the emerald green bitter melon, feeling cool and delicate, like jade. Even placed on the humble wooden chopping board, the bitter melon had the aura of a sacred work of art. The board, rough and humble, carefully supported the "Jin Litchi."
"Crack!" After admiring the bitter melon's beauty, Lin Yuan mercilessly chopped it in two with her knife. She felt like an executioner. After chopping the bitter melon, she felt relaxed and comfortable. The solemn oppression brought by the pilgrimage receded like a tide.
Sometimes, destroying beautiful things can bring people a strong mental excitement.
Cut the bitter melon into sections, remove the seeds, and blanch it in hot water.
After bathing in hot water, the emerald green bitter melon looks even more like jade.
The purple sweet potato is cut, steamed, ground and pounded into a soft and sticky paste, which then penetrates and blends with the crystal clear honey, filling the hollow of the bitter gourd.
The neatly arranged purple sweet potato and bitter gourd circles have sharp contrasting colors. The purple ones are dark, as if they are going to sink into the abyss, while the green ones are shiny, as if they are going to pick Qingyue.
Lin Yuan doesn't like uniformity, but in order to make it look beautiful and reasonable, he has to "deploy his troops" in rows.
Suddenly, a hand with distinct knuckles stole a "soldier", and a gap was opened in the team, which was so bright that it would make people with obsessive-compulsive disorder scratch their hair.
No need to guess who it is, it’s my cheap senior brother.
Lin Yuan gave a long and meaningful smile and watched him swallow the purple sweet potato and bitter gourd ring in one bite.
He chewed it for a few times and then frowned, wanting to spit out the bitter melon ring.
Lin Yuan quickly covered his good brother's mouth with his hand and said proudly, "We can't waste food! Brother, you have to set an example~"
Yuan Xuanlang looked at her expression and suddenly realized that this was clearly a retaliation. He was careless just now and habitually cheated on her.
Lin Yuan felt very happy. It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge.
Yuan Xuanlang loves sweets and hates bitter things. But now he can only swallow it with tears, like a senior brother eating bitter melon - he can't express his pain.
Lin Yuan loosened his grip, pointed at the tea on the table, and said, "The tea is there."
Yuan Xuanlang poured the tea into a large bowl, picked it up, and gulped down the tea. Only then did he feel the bitterness in his mouth fade away.
Lin Yuan smiled and said, "Brother, how do these purple sweet potato and bitter melon rings taste? I was originally going to give them to Miss Qin, but since you wanted to try one, as your junior sister, how could I be so stingy?"
Yuan Xuanlang forced a smile, "Junior sister's cooking skills are really improving day by day. I wonder if Miss Qin is lucky enough to enjoy it."
Lin Yuan: "This is just my intention. Whether Miss Qin likes the purple sweet potato and bitter melon rings is none of my business."
Yuan Xuanlang raised an eyebrow and asked, "Feelings? Junior Sister, are you sympathizing with her?"
Lin Yuan nodded, then shook her head: "A little sympathy, but more of admiration."
Sympathy is the cheapest thing in the world, and Lin Yuan doesn't like "sympathy".
Lin Yuan paused, and seeing Yuan Xuanlang's serious expression, she continued unconsciously, "I admire her for being able to love and hate boldly, and yet she is able to firmly protect the Qin family."
She usually wouldn't explain so much about things like this. Thinking of this, Yuan Xuanlang felt a little sweet in his heart.
Yuan Xuanlang patted her shoulder and said seriously and attentively: "You can do it too."
Lin Yuan turned her head away to escape Yuan Xuanlang's gaze, "What? - I'm going to send it to Miss Qin. There are still some left, you can send them to Senior Sister." After saying that, she picked up the lunch box and left.
Yuan Xuanlang stared at the purple sweet potato and bitter melon rings on the plate. The purple was dark, as if it was about to sink into the abyss, and the green was shiny, as if it was about to pick Qingyue.
Lin Yuan had a power that made him want to understand her and get close to her, but she had built a shell. Once someone stepped into her territory, she would either stand up or retreat into the shell.
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"Miss, Miss Lin Yuan sent a dish, saying it was a little gift from her heart." said the servant.
"Lin Yuan? Is she the little girl in the yellow dress who came to the mansion last time?" Qin Lan'er asked.
"It's her." The servant returned.
In the cave, the girl was threatening her with a torch. Why now...
"Put it here."
After Qin Lan'er finished her work among the account books and books, she rubbed her sore neck and saw the food box beside the desk.
She opened the food box, and the bright colors of the purple sweet potato and bitter melon rings caught her eye.
She picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece, and took a light bite.
A bitter taste spread, just like the tears I shed before, and the sweetness of the purple sweet potato faintly appeared. The bitter melon was crisp, and the purple sweet potato was soft and sticky. After the bitterness, the purple sweet potato had a sweet aftertaste.
The corners of Qin Lan'er's mouth curled up slightly.
After a long moment, she whispered, "Thank you."
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