It's really embarrassing with a capital letter.

Wang Qi froze on the spot, Tang Qian watched Wang Qi petrify for a second, and instantly felt a sore neck, and his heart turned back like a drum.

He looked at Zhuang Shize, who was expressionless.

Zhuang Shize waved a pair of pink down gloves in his hand, and his tone was mixed with the chill of the snow outside the window: "Your gloves have fallen on my house." ”

"I'll just take the gloves then, and you still run over and bring them to me on such a cold day......" Tang Qian barely held up a stiff smile and asked a little weakly: "When did you come?"

Zhuang Shize didn't speak, just looked at her quietly, smiled and said, "Just came." ”

After saying that, he put down his gloves: "I have to go back to the dormitory." ”

Tang Qian didn't know where he got such a strong heart, and immediately remembered the pancake fruit, and hurriedly brought it over and stuffed it into Zhuang Shize's hand: "You eat this for supper, you must eat it yourself, don't give it to others." ”

Tang Qian's fingertips were warm, and he swept the back of Zhuang Shize's hand unexpectedly.

He stiffened his back suddenly, felt his hands burned, and quickly carried the bag: "You know, you say that every time, I'm leaving." ”

As soon as Zhuang Shize left, Wang Qi, who pretended to wash the dishes, grabbed his hair and returned to the table.

"How much do you say he heard?" Wang Qi felt frightened, "Just now I was cold from the soles of my feet to my head in a second, do you know?"

Tang Qian wiped his palms: "You think you're scared!"

"We were too focused on talking about Liang Que and didn't even notice him coming in!" Wang Qi beat his head in annoyance, "I shouldn't have brought up such a topic!

Wang Qi blamed himself for a while, and when he saw Tang Qian like this, he quickly said, "Do you want to explain?"

"Explain what?" Tang Qian smiled bitterly, "Say I didn't treat him as a son?"

Wang Qi smoothed out his messy hair, and propped his chin in distress: "What should I do then? Did you say he heard what you said earlier? That is, the part where you said that we are not teenagers, I'm not afraid, Zhuang Shize's character will definitely not go around, just thinking about how you want to explain it to Zhuang Shize?"

Zhuang Shize carried the bag of Tang Qian in his hand and walked to the school a little numbly.

He only had Tang Qian's frightened eyes in his mind, and asked him, "When did you arrive?"

When did it arrive?

He really couldn't tell.

But he clearly remembered the conversation between Tang Qian and Wang Qi.

"To me, he's just a kid...... I can't be a ...... I don't know how to say it. ”

"It's that you think you like him, but you feel that your sense of responsibility for him is greater than your liking, and even overshadows your liking, right?"

"It should be, I don't feel that way anyway, but Zhuang Shize's family has helped me a lot, and I must repay his family. ”

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

Zhuang Shize only felt that his ears were rumbling by those words, the creaking sound of his feet stepping on the snow was particularly annoying, and the air was particularly cold, which made him breathless.

He gasped for air when he walked downstairs to the dorm room.

"I'm not a child! I'm an adult!"

"Is it Chen Liran's kind that is not called a child?!"

"I don't want you to repay it!"

He was silently leaning on the iron gate of the dormitory, his face as calm as a mirror, but his heart had experienced an apocalypse.

He took off one of his gloves, hung the insulated lunch box on the iron gate with his other hand, took out his mobile phone, and typed word by word-

I'm not going to deliver gloves, I just want to meet you, I'm not a kid anymore, can you like me?

His hand hung over the send button for a long time, until his thumb stiffened and the back of his hand turned blue.

Suddenly, he heard Li Yijun behind him shouting to him: "Daxian, why are you standing here, forgot to bring the key?"

His hand moved swiftly to the delete button as if it had suddenly broken the ice.

Press and hold.

Instant space of the picture.

He put away his phone and absentmindedly replied, "Hmm." ”

Then, in the excitement of all kinds of things Li Yijun saw and heard on the way back, he didn't hear the world, and moved himself to the dormitory on the fifth floor like a walking corpse.

He took out the steaming pancake fruit and ate it in one bite.

But no matter how much you eat it, you can't tell what it tastes like.

Tang Qian didn't sleep all night.

She got up in the middle of the night and bought a lot of ingredients from the "recipe" -

Hen, duck, pork bones, pork loin, pork belly, squid fillet, tofu skin, leeks, shallots, monosodium glutamate, sesame oil, duck fat, sesame chili oil, refined salt, rice, pepper, coriander, chopped green onion, pea tips......

Preparing to make a bowl of cross-bridge rice noodles for Zhuang Shize, it should be an apology dish.

Although she couldn't say why she apologized.

The key to crossing the bridge rice noodles is to have a bowl of soup, after all, rice noodles must rely on soup to taste, otherwise even if the rice noodles taste good, they are just blanched rice noodles if they have no taste.

The soup is very particular, and in addition to the pork bones, two strong hens and an old duck must be used as raw materials.

It is not possible to use three strong hens and two old ducks, and the number cannot be wrong.

In her previous life, Tang Qian kept discussing with the chef, and one of the masters told her that the soup for making rice noodles must be cooked in this way, and the soup must be fresh, and it must be the old duck that has the kind of fragrance that you have to take a deep breath to taste!

She bought the chickens and ducks alive, slaughtered them now, took out the liver and washed them, and put the chicken blood in a small bowl, ready to be used for clear soup when the time comes.

Chop the pork ribs into small pieces and soak them in cold water, and the bones of the tube are broken.

In order to maintain the deliciousness, she cleaned and rinsed the internal organs of the chickens and ducks, and put the whole chicken and duck into the cauldron with the processed pork bones, poured a large pot of water, and added firewood to the most vigorous, and the tongue of fire almost licked the lid of the pot.

She can't achieve this kind of heat without a steam stove, and although the firewood is primitive and troublesome, the soup is more flavorful.

She kept the fire on it, occasionally adding firewood, occasionally opening the lid to skim the foam.

After the pork bones and chicken and duck have been boiled for four or five hours, the lid of the pot can no longer cover the aroma of the heart.

She opened the lid, fished out everything in the soup, squeezed the chicken blood into pieces and put it in the soup, stirring constantly.

The chicken blood coagulated the impurities in the soup, and the soup turned from milky white to clear and translucent.

After she fished out the sediment that had formed a piece, she picked out the pork bones and put them in, pulled out a few large firewood from the bottom of the stove, doused them with water, and slowly stewed them with the small ones at the bottom of the stove.

The firelight reflected her face red, and the smell of burning firewood reminded her of the aroma of the first time she cooked firewood rice for Zhuang Shize's grandfather's house.

This process is now generally not used in many cross-bridge rice noodle restaurants.

Some soups don't use old ducks, chickens are also feed chickens, not to mention soup, the chicken itself has no fragrance, not to mention, a chicken butt smell.

However, in order to ensure that customers can see that their soup is indeed stewed with pork bones and chicken, the color of the soup is deliberately milky white.

If the milky □□ is not enough, throw a food made of rice in Yunnan, called "bait", into the soup.

Then the soup should be as white as it gets.

There are some people who have made bridge rice noodles, thinking that the more things cooked in the soup, the better the taste.

So all kinds of fish and ham were thrown into the pot, which was done by people who didn't know how to cook.

The harmony of five flavors is to "tune", not a pot of cooking.

The soup boiled in this way, and the rice noodles cooked across the bridge, are likely to lose their fresh flavor and refreshing taste.

Remove the head and claws of the chicken and duck, remove the bones, add refined salt, five-spice powder and peppercorns, mix well and marinate.

When the soup is almost ready, cut the chicken and duck into wide strips and divide them into ten soup bowls.

Thinly slice the pork loin, and peel the pork belly tip into slices.

Cut the pork loin in the middle, remove the loin, slice it into thin slices, and put it in cold water to pass through.

Put the belly slices and waist slices into the pot again.

The ingredients are divided into 10 portions, stacked on 10 medium plates, arranged in four rows on each plate.

Wash the grass sprouts and cut the young sprouts into small sections, cut the green onion into white sections, blanch them in boiling water, and put them in 10 small dishes together with the grass sprouts.

Cut the green onion leaves, wash and mince the coriander, and finely shred the ginger.

Blanch the pea tips, wash the tofu skin in cold water, soak it in warm water and put it in 10 small plates.

Wang Qi used to get up at six o'clock in the morning, first go to the warehouse rented by Tang Qian to get the goods, and then drive a small tram to "deliver" to Tang Qian's house.

Tang Qian didn't go back to the dormitory last night, and Wang Qi also slept restlessly.

Her biological clock wakes her up at six o'clock.

The winter sun rises very late, and she gets up in the dark, and the campus at six o'clock is only the low sound of snow pressing against the branches.

When he arrived at Tang Qian's house, Tang Qian opened the door, and Wang Qi first smelled the fragrance of duck soup.

When I looked at it again, the eight tables were covered with large and small plates and deep bowls, and I was immediately shocked by this scene.

Tang Qian said: "I'm preparing to cross the bridge rice noodles, it's almost ready, I'll call Zhuang Shize at seven o'clock." ”

"Rice noodles across the bridge?" Wang Qi swallowed his saliva to help close the door, "This is a state banquet, right!

Tang Qian opened the door for Wang Qi and went into the kitchen again.

Wang Qi sighed and drooled at the big and small ancestors at this table.

What a lot of thought it takes!

She suddenly felt that the feeling that "Tang Qian took care of Zhuang Shize as a son" was wrong that day.

She hurried to the kitchen and coughed softly.

"There is something to say. Tang Qian was busy scalding the rice noodles with boiling water and dividing them into 10 large bowls.

Then use a large bowl to mix the sweet soy sauce, Sichuan pepper oil, and chili oil together and divide them into 10 small plates.

Wang Qi looked at Tang Qian's serious expression, and suddenly came back to his senses.

She said, "Tang Qian, I'll tell you a story!"

"There's a fart. Tang Qian didn't raise his head.

There were ten deep bowls next to her, and she put pepper noodles in each of them.

The cooked lard is boiled in the pot, and when the white smoke is rising, a piece of raw meat is put in, and then the oil is fragrant, and the fried oil is scooped into a bowl.

Then pour in the prepared soup, scoop the soup, monosodium glutamate, and salt into each bowl.

Wang Qi said that the storyteller shook his head and said-

"Legend has it that in ancient times, there was an incident that forced Xiucai, and the family couldn't stay and went to a remote lake to study. Her wife cooks food every day and delivers it to her. This Xiucai read and forgot to eat on time, and of course he ate cold rice and cold dishes. ”

"This story sounds familiar. Tang Qian beckoned to Wang Qi, "Take the handle and bring these bowls to the hall."

Wang Qi didn't say a word, rolled up his sleeves and went on.

"Go on. Wang Qi was still unsatisfied, "I have eaten too much cold food, and my body is so weak that I can't do it." This is so distressing that his wife will die! With a cross of his heart, he wiped the neck of the hen that laid eggs diligently at home, stewed it and sent it to her husband. ”

Tang Qian paid attention to the soup in the pot, and Wang Qi's story only listened to one or two words: "Look at the threshold, don't pour my soup!"

"Alright, alright. Wang Qi strode across the threshold, "When she went to collect the dishes and chopsticks again, the food must have been intact, right? She had to take the food back and reheat it, but as soon as she picked up the casserole, she found that it was still hot......! No, the soup is covered with a layer of chicken fat, and the casserole does not transfer heat well, so the heat is sealed in the soup. After that, his wife used this method to keep warm, put rice noodles, vegetables, and meat slices in hot chicken soup and blanched them, and gave them to her husband while they were hot. ”

"Later, this Xiucai was carefully taken care of by his wife, and he told his wife, in the future, you will call it cross-bridge rice noodles when you cook this thing!" Tang Qian learned Wang Qi's tone and said, "I used this story as an example when I wrote an essay back then, what do you say this is for?"

Wang Qi said: "Xiucai's wife has good intentions!

Tang Qian didn't turn around for a while: "What kind of mess are you talking about?"

When she had set all the pots in place, she reacted and looked up in amazement.

I looked at Wang Qi, who was smiling like spring.

"You really don't know what I'm talking about or don't dare to face it?" Wang Qi suddenly became serious, "I misled you like that yesterday, I was very wrong, if there is anything I can compensate for, I will do it for you, really." Don't hold it back, I'll hold it back for you. ”

Tang Qian adjusted the sauce and said-

"I'll tell you one. Legend has it that Li Hongzhang was sent to Russia that year, and at the reception of the Russian side, Li Hongzhang was served a plate of ice cream. Because of the high indoor temperature, the ice cream emits cold air when heated. Li Hongzhang thought that the ice cream was steaming, so he blew on the ice cream. The Russian almost burst into laughter, and Li Hongzhang was embarrassed to have a cancer attack on the spot. After that, he was always haunted in his heart, and after the return visit of the Russian Foreign Minister, Li Hongzhang invited the Russians to eat rice noodles from the bridge. The Russians didn't know that my Chinese cooking skills were exhaustive, thinking that this was a warm food, and he drank the soup when he lowered his head, and it was so hot that Li Hongzhang took revenge. ”

"This is interesting!Okay, I understand the meaning, I'll let you say it next time haha......" Wang Qi clapped his hands, forgetting that he had sworn a few seconds ago, and thought about it again, "But I want to know more about how you want to express your meaning to people when you make up such a big table and ask people Zhuang Shize to eat?"

This sentence completely calmed Tang Qian.

She stood at the table and was silent for a while, thinking, yes, what do you mean by calling Zhuang Shize to eat like this?

"Sit down, let's eat. ”

Tang Qian went to wash his face, and when he came back, he gradually put the tenderloin slices, belly tip slices, and waist slices into the oil soup bowl without saying anything.

Each slice of the main ingredient is required to be thin to transparent, and the meat slices will not shrink after being scalded in the soup.

She mixes sweet soy sauce, salty soy sauce, pepper oil, sesame oil, and chili oil, and eats the meat slices with a dipping sauce as they are blanched.

Finally, add the greens, tofu skin, chopped green onion and rice noodles.

Tang Qian's form of rice noodles crossing the bridge is not enough, after all, this is made and eaten at her house, and there is no bridge.

But there's everything that's supposed to be—

The soup stock is covered with a layer of boiling oil.

The condiments include oil and spicy seeds, monosodium glutamate, pepper, salt,

The main ingredients include raw pork loin slices, chicken breast slices, and pork loin slices, belly slices, and squid slices that have been matured in water.

The auxiliary materials include boiled pea tips, leeks, coriander, shredded green onions, shredded grass sprouts, shredded ginger, magnolia slices, and soaked tofu skin

Finally, the staple food is rice noodles that have been slightly scalded with water.

The soup is piping hot, but not steaming.

Wang Qi enjoyed eating very much, the rice noodles absorbed the mellow flavor of the soup, and it still tasted full of elasticity!

The aroma of the duck soup makes the appetite and taste buds be greatly satisfied, and the meat slices are plump and full, salty, fragrant, and spicy, no matter how you match them, you always feel that you can't eat enough!

The rice noodles are fragrant and smooth, chewy and chewy, and the bowl of rice noodles is made of the same material as the sand dreak, and the heat is tightly locked in the soup, and the aroma of the meat slices melts into the soup and brings out the fragrance of the soup.

Tang Qian skimmed a layer of oil on his noodles and ate rice noodles with chopsticks and chopsticks.

She didn't plan to ask Zhuang Shize to come over and eat.

If you call him to eat, how should you tell him?

Tang Qian took the large portion of rice noodles that Zhuang Shize originally came to eat, and together with Wang Qi, his parents who got up early, and Yaya, he ate all the rice noodles and meat.

There was a voice in her heart that said—

I like you a lot, always.

However, she swallowed this sentence and rice noodles.

Just like the text messages that Zhuang Shize finally deleted. 166 Reading Network