A curtain of wind and dust, a cool courtyard, four eyes, want to talk about rest.

In the main compartment of Yunyin Gate's "Jishilu", Hao Se looked at the slender scholar in front of him, only to feel a chill behind him.

Since Wen Jingmo came to visit before the half-pillar incense, he has maintained a "silent, fox eyes seeping green" shape staring at himself, very infiltrating.

"Ahem, that, clerk, to put it bluntly, it's too scary for you to look at people like this. Hauser swallowed.

Wen Jingmo handed a burden to Hao Se.

"What is this?"

"Brother Hao's coat was lent to Master Shu, and this is Miss Wan preparing a change of clothes for you. ”

"Oh, thanks—" Hausel shuddered and collected his baggage.

"Did Master Shu find out that you are a woman?" Wen Jingmo suddenly said.

"Eh?!Clerman, how do you know?!" Hausel was startled.

"Shu Gongzi looked at you, very ...... Intriguing-" Wen Jingmo said slowly.

"Clerical student, don't say it so scary, okay!" Hauser rubbed his arm with goosebumps.

Wen Jingmo sighed: "Hao Se, which one do you like?!"

"What?"

Wen Jingmo glanced at Hao Se, raised his hand and took out two cups from the tea tray, filled the pot with tea, and pushed them in front of Hao Se respectively, "Two cups of tea, one cup is cold and fragrant, and one cup is warm and warm, which one do you choose?"

"Huh?" Hauser scratched his head, "What do you mean?"

"Hao Se, don't pretend to be stupid, you know exactly what Xiao Sheng said. Wen Jingmo's eyebrows furrowed.

The room gradually fell silent.

Hao Se's playful expression gradually faded, and he looked at Wen Jingmo quietly.

Wen Jingmo looked back, and the fox's eyes were deep.

After a long time, Hao Se sighed slightly, reached out his hand, and slowly pulled the entire teapot towards him.

The corners of Wen Jingmo's eyes twitched, and he was about to fly out of the abacus, but he saw Hao Se push the entire teapot over.

"Clerical student, I'm not used to drinking tea here. Hauser said calmly.

Wen Jingmo's eyes were round, and his lips were pursed.

"But I like the water and the rice—" said Hauser, grinning, "and the greens, the fruits, the sugar cakes, and the melon seeds, I ......like them all."

Wen Jingmo looked at Hao Se quietly for a long time, closed his eyes, sighed long, and shook his head: "That's it......"

With that, he got up and pushed the door, and suddenly, his figure froze.

Outside the door, Shu Luo held a neatly folded purple shirt, stood upright, and his cool eyes crossed Wen Jingmo and threw it on Hao Se.

A court of glow, smudged with blue clothes, like scarlet clouds drifting.

"Yo, Master Shu. Hauser beckoned.

"Brother Wen, this is Xiao Se's clothes, please hand them over. ”

Shu Luo looked away, stuffed his clothes to Wen Jingmo, and left quickly.

Hao Se's hand in greeting was stiff in the air, extremely embarrassed.

Wen Jingmo threw his clothes to Hao Se, rolled his eyes, and turned back to the room. With a sneering face, Hauser got up and closed the door and sat back at the table.

The room was peaceful, the setting sun sloping through the lattice, slowly dimmed, and at last, leaving only the empty twilight around Hao Se.

The two cups of tea on the table rode the light of the water, surging like beads and tears.

Hao Se looked at the two cups of tea for a long time, lifted the lid of the pot, and poured the two cups of tea back.

"Ancient tea, too fragrant - too bitter ......"

Hao Se took a long breath, rubbed his hands, carefully clutched the teapot, rested his chin on the lid of the teapot, closed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his eyes faintly flashed with flying stars.

"I'm so hungry, I want to eat hot pot...... Real Sichuan hot pot ......"

The barely audible voice flew out of the window lattice with Hauser's sigh, skirted the columns, and drifted into the wings separated by only a wall.

Inside the room, the color was as dark as ink, and a green shirt stood against the wall with a sword, his eyes closed, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Suddenly, Qing's eyes opened, and the flowing cloud green shirt crossed a watery color in the air, pushed the door out, and walked straight to the westernmost side of the wing, and slammed the door panel.

"Slight frost?" Shu Luo opened the door, slightly stunned.

"Yan Yan," the young man's eyes were clear, "the corpse wants to ask you for a favor." ”

*

The night is as cool as water, the wind is light and soft, and the nostalgia is warm.

In a hazy sleep, a vague aroma wafted into the nasal cavity, and the familiar fragrance instantly provoked the taste buds of Hao Se, who had been sleeping for two years.

"It's hot pot!"

Hausett bounced up from the bed.

It was pitch black inside, but outside, high above the moon, there was a mouth-watering, soul-stirring scent wafting through the air.

"Hot pot! It's hot pot! hot pot hot pot!"

Hao Se rushed out of the door and looked fixedly, but saw an earthen stove in the courtyard, on which a huge iron pot was placed, and all kinds of ingredients such as sliced meat, vegetable leaves, and mushrooms were boiling and tumbling in the soup, exuding a fascinating taste.

Wen Jingmo, Liu Xi, Wan Lianxin, Chi Mo and Shu Luo had already sat in a circle, holding a bowl and chopsticks in their hands, eating with relish, the corpse Tianqing was holding the plate and serving, raised his eyes to see Hao Se, and smiled lightly:

"Arthur, it's time to eat. ”

The smile was hidden in the fragrant mist, like a savior.

Hao Se walked over in a daze, and Shu Luo stuffed the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, and there was still a piece of meat that the corpse Tianqing had just sandwiched in the bowl.

The tender meat is properly cooked, and the familiar crispy taste almost makes me cry.

"This is a hot pot, it's a real hot pot, obviously there are no chili peppers, in the end, in the end, ......in the end, in the end, in the end, Hao Se's eyes turned red with excitement, "Corpse brother, how did you make it?!"

Thanks to Lu Yan, he found a substitute for the chili peppers in Arthur's recipe. Corpse Tianqing said with a smile.

"You two are amazing!" said Hatser, giving a thumbs up.

Corpse Tianqing and Shu Luo chuckled.

"The smell is so addictive—" Wan Lian's heart glowed red.

"Childe's craftsmanship is the best in the world. Liuxi's eyes lit up.

The two pairs of chopsticks grabbed a piece of mutton almost at the same time, and they stared at each other, Wan Lianxin suddenly raised her foot and kicked on Liuxi's calf bone.

Liu Xi was caught off guard for a while, and was kicked squarely, and the chopsticks suddenly loosened, but at this time, the third pair of chopsticks came out and snatched the meat slices.

"Ahh

Wan Lianxin and Liuxi "......"

"Hahaha, Chi Mo, you are really a cat, and your tongue is afraid of burning. Hauser scoffed.

"I'm savoring the cooking skills of Tianqing beauties with my heart! What can I taste like you can eat by swallowing dates. ”

"Then you taste it slowly, this fish head belongs to me!"

"Boy, you put it down for me!"

"Hahahaha, first come, first served!"

Everyone looked at the two people who were chasing after the bowl, and sighed helplessly.

Shu Luo's chopsticks stopped, and he turned his eyes to look at the corpse Tianqing.

In the night, the green-shirted swordsman only lowered his head to cook the hot pot, occasionally raised his head to look at someone chasing and fighting in the courtyard, and his black eyes overflowed with a clear smile, like the moonlight, like the warmth of the moonlight.

Shu Luo's eyes flashed, and the cyan figure who was busy in the kitchen an hour ago came to mind.

"Weishuang, you asked me to do you a favor, just to make this-hot pot?"

Corpse Tianqing stopped the seasoning work in his hand and handed Shu Luo a booklet.

It was a very well-preserved cookbook, even the skin was pressed flat, but the handwriting inside was touchingly ugly.

"What is this?"

"This is the recipe Arthur gave me, and at the end there is a dish called hot pot. ”

Shu Luo opened the curly and couldn't help but be amazed, and when he turned to the last page and saw the seasoning and method of the hot pot, he was even more amazed.

"It's really whimsical, it's just that this pepper ......"

"What can be replaced?"

"Maybe you can use Sichuan peppercorns, red luan beans, plus dogwood, yes, and-"

With what Shu Luo said, Corpse Tianqing's subordinates were as fast as lightning, and quickly tried the seasoning ratio, and tried more than ten kinds of recipes before the finished product was determined.

When Shu Luo ate the first piece of mushroom out of the pot, the whole person was stunned.

"Slightly frosty, good taste!"

The beautiful young man smiled shyly: "It's Arthur's recipe that is good, Arthur said that the essence of this hot pot is that multiple seasonings are integrated, and a variety of ingredients complement each other, if any of them are missing, I'm afraid it won't be able to form this delicacy." ”

The night breeze was faint, and the beautiful swordsman turned his head to look at him, his dark eyes were clear, and the smile in front of him gradually coincided.

"Don't rob my fish!"

"This is Lao Tzu's fish!"

A purple and a red two people swept a gust of wind around them, next to the pot, Wan Lianxin and Liuxi shot angrily, grabbing the vegetables, and the corpse Tianqing shook his head helplessly, while cutting vegetables and putting them in the pot.

"It's noisy! Let's sit quietly and eat!" Wen Jingmo roared angrily and flew out of the abacus and slapped Hao Se to the ground.

Shu Luo's eyes were slightly hot, and he chuckled and muttered:

"yes, if there is any lack of it, I'm afraid it won't be as delicious......

Many, many years later, hot pot food is popular all over the country, and you can eat hot pot with different styles in almost any town, but what Shu Luo misses the most is always the taste of this night's first taste - hot, warm, and unforgettable. ()

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