Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Unspeakable Voice (2)
Zhao Yihuan, who had been tossed all afternoon, was already hungry. Thinking of the good start of the previous year, Zhao Yihuan's thin body couldn't help but tremble.
"This year, it won't be the same pot of big red mandarin ducks!"
Because Zhang Yihang doesn't like spicy and can't eat spicy, Zhao Yihuan contracted the pot of soup base made of pork bones, plus ginseng, mountain ginseng, cordyceps sinensis and other precious nourishing herbs, attached to Codonopsis, red dates, astragalus, wolfberry and other versatile medicinal materials that invigorate blood and qi. In the end, I found the shrimp skin that had not been cooked in the pot, and the sea cucumber that had been eaten at the beginning, so I understood why this soup was rich and had a little freshness.
Zhao Yihuan looked at the big red mansion in front of him, and thought of the red oil hot pot he ate last year, which was a nightmare.
Just because it was so delicious, Zhao Yihuan didn't know how to control it, so he ate too much at once, and of course he vomited a mess!
That scene still stayed deep in Zhao Yihuan's mind, and Zhao Yihuan understood the exact meaning of "regretting not being at the beginning" on that day.
"My mushroom beef, my Mongolian roast lamb chops, my Australian lobster head, my mountain chicken, and my favorite domestic baby cabbage ......"
Zhao Yihuan really vomited that night, as if he had vomited everything he ate.
Therefore, she was hungry all night.
So, this story tells us that the guy who is hungry is easy to eat. So go on a diet!
Someone's white eyes are missing here, and the extreme contempt of the heart.
The inner hall of the Yongan Pavilion.
The orange and yellow light shines on the smooth mirror-like white wall, which has just been renovated with white wall oil, and the light is not dazzling, but it also has a good sense of light.
The small lamp wrapped in white rice paper in color pictures is placed on the lampstand in the corner, which is very beautiful.
There are vivid pictures of birds and beasts, green poplars and willows, white stone embankments that linger, and white sand pebbles with golden light.
The small light illuminates the color picture in the painting, and everything that catches your eye is bathed in sunlight.
Everything under the sun is full of vitality and majesty, and I don't know its measurement.
Against the backdrop of light, the color picture on the white rice paper actually has the function of enlargement.
The small round yellow lantern emits a continuous scattering light source like the sun all night long. Under the combination of warm colors, the warmth of the sun seems to be constantly wandering in the lobby of the Yongan Pavilion all the time.
Light and color seem to have a new interpretation here.
The small lantern can also reflect the bright inner room, which seems to have a lot to do with the mirror reflection, and the warm colors used in the interior make the vicissitudes of the Yongan Pavilion not appear in front of people all at once.
Looking at the wooden screens placed on all sides, the seal is engraved with a picture of a hundred birds and a phoenix. Meticulously crafted and exquisitely polished, all make people get up and clap their hands.
Bypassing the screen, the neatly arranged tables and chairs are similar to those of the ancient dining rooms.
Zhao Yihuan and Zhang Yihang picked a small square table in the back corner and sat down.
"Wisps of white smoke, boiling food. ”
The heat, the fire, and the family itself, are all designed to create an atmosphere called home.
Originally, it was a restaurant, and even in spring, hot pot was very popular. Spring is warm and dry, but steaming food is indispensable.
"I heard that the chickens of the previous year were very unusual, and they seemed to be very powerful. ”
"Of course, the only chicken that came down from the mountains the previous year. I heard that people just used it for breeding, and in the end they were slaughtered by you, and finally used by Xiaohang to make up for their bodies. ”
"After eating such supplemental ingredients, will there be a leap forward in some aspects? ”
"Eh, it's a pity that the chicken is too powerful. was eaten by her, and the weakness was not replenished, and she vomited it all. The fat woman's helpless tone, everyone here seemed to be not very satisfied.
"They all said that you shouldn't be so heavy, knowing that my little Huan is a baby, and let her vomit until she eats. The woman in the red dress scooped another bowl of chicken soup and sat upstairs and tasted it slowly.
The two people in the corner downstairs are still full of hope for tonight's dishes, but it is a dispute between the clear soup pot and the spicy pot.
"Is it still the same pot from the previous year?"
"No, it's improved. ”
The woman in the red dress felt a sinking heart, and could only pray silently for her son and future daughter-in-law, and then took a sip of chicken soup lightly.