Robinson's soup bowl was completely emptied, even the minced ginger was eaten, and then the whole life was loveless to lean back in the chair, without saying a word, with an elusive expression. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Are you going to make another bowl?" Tony stood up and handed the soup bowl to Lu Li for the third time, with a cheerful smile on his face, and his whole person stretched out.

Robinson waved his hand repeatedly, "No, no. That's enough, one bowl is enough. "Repeating it continuously, lest it be expressed clearly enough, the look of avoidance makes people feel uncomfortable; Robinson then realized his faux pas, and that it was really rude to refuse so directly, so he explained, "I mean, this soup is special and interesting." ”

Funny, it's not an appropriate word to describe food.

"The taste was a little weird, I didn't like the smell of ginger, but it was really warm, and the whole person warmed up." Robinson went on to explain, "I wouldn't want to try the second bowl, but I don't regret the first bowl. I think ......," Robinson tilted his head, paused for a moment, and continued, "I think it's a fun experience, and I'm willing to try more Chinese food in the future." The premise is, there is no ginger. ”

"That's it! It is! Randy was the first to respond, and Brandon couldn't help but complain with that babbling appearance, "Who the hell is drinking the second bowl?" And it's already about to bottom? ”

Randy Terrier straightened his neck, "I'm just saying, without ginger, it's perfect." But it's still delicious. ”

"At least it's better than the ginger soup last time, right?" Tony added, starting to unveil the short.

Randy didn't care at all, and nodded in agreement, "It's just that, ginger soup is really terrible." ”

"Ginger soup?" Robinson interjected curiously, and a question immediately made everyone start to express their opinions, and when it came to that "horrible" experience, even Mark turned his head and listened with relish.

Lu Li looked at the soup pot in front of him, this was already the second pot, and now there was only a third left, and the gnocchi soup was selling better than he imagined, he made another bowl, handed it to Tony, and reminded, "Don't forget the things on your plate." "Drinking three bowls of gnocchi soup in a row? I don't think there's much left for anything else.

Tony patted his stomach indifferently, "Don't worry, I'm hungry today, and I can eat a cow." ”

Lu Li rolled his eyes, directly ignored Tony's bragging, then looked at Raymond, raised the big soup spoon in his hand, gestured, and cast an inquiring gaze.

Raymond shook his head with a smile and rejected Lu Li's kindness. However, Lu Li didn't force it, just made himself a bowl of soup, sat down again, and officially started to enjoy dinner.

This result is really a bit unexpected. Robinson, who seems to be picky and troublesome, not only tasted a bowl, but also opened his heart and joined everyone's discussion, and when he learned the truth about the ginger soup, his vivid expression made everyone different sizes; On the contrary, Raymond, who seems to be approachable, friendly and friendly, is stubborn and conservative, refuses to taste new things, and puts on a respectful and distant posture.

It can be seen that some people are cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and some people are hot on the outside and cold on the inside, and that kind of alienation from the heart establishes a barrier between themselves and others in an orderly manner. It seems to be close, but the distance between each other will never be closer, so they are not close and not far away.

The atmosphere of the dinner gradually became hot, and there was a lot of chatting and laughing, and by the time the meal was over, it was already past eleven o'clock. Time flies by so fast, especially in happy times.

The friends of the ranch went through the lottery, and in the end, Randy and Jessica, two unlucky ghosts, were drawn, and tonight's dishwashing work was handed over to them, although Richard was eager to participate, but was stopped by Brandon and Lu Li, and couldn't let the guests help wash the dishes, Richard could only say that he was choking.

Then everyone came to the hall, and Lu Li personally showed them Chinese/Chinese style tea. Considering everyone's taste, Lu Li did not choose Tieguanyin, but chose the Baihao silver needle sent by Song Lingyi not long ago, this sweet and fragrant tea actually has no market in Western countries, but compared to the bitter Tieguanyin, Baihao silver needle is undoubtedly much more popular.

When tea was first introduced to the West, it was used as a stimulant similar to coffee. Both tea and coffee contain alkaline substances, and the content of well-fermented tea is even higher, which makes tea a refreshing weapon.

It is precisely because of this that in the Western world, tea with a stronger taste is relatively preferred; But at the same time, tea leaves that are too bitter like Tieguanyin are a little difficult to accept, so they still add milk and sugar cubes to drink. On the other hand, fruit teas and flower teas are also very popular.

Mark and others have grown up under the influence of British and Irish culture, and afternoon tea culture has become a part of their lives, but the taste of Baihao Silver is too light for them; Tieguanyin is too heavy, and it is not an easy task to adapt to the Chinese/Chinese tea culture.

However, more important than the taste of tea is the brewing method of Chinese/Chinese tea. Compared with the British tea bags, the procedures of Chinese/Chinese tea are much more cumbersome, but they are also much more elegant, and each process hides a unique Zen and poetry, making tea tasting truly a kind of enjoyment.

Robinson and Raymond inquired with interest about the difference between Chinese/Chinese tea culture and Japanese tea culture, which is not an easy task in the eyes of Westerners to distinguish between the cultures of various regions of Asia. So, Lu Li explained to them a lesson on the historical inheritance of tea culture. Because of his lack of knowledge, Lu Li also asked Du Niang and Google on the spot to ensure that his lectures were accurate.

In the blink of an eye, the clock had struck midnight, and everyone was reluctant to go back to bed.

The storm continued outside, and the drizzle looked like a fog in the wind, and it was impossible to distinguish the rain, only a hazy patch, and the whole pasture was shrouded in it, and everything captured in the field of vision became blurred, and the rugged western scenery became poetic at this time.

There is still some work to be done before going to bed.

Lu Li, Cole, and Brandon went to the villa, and first lit the fireplace on the first floor to ensure that the temperature in the room warmed up; Then I went to each person's room, checked the missing daily necessities, and found the corresponding ones in the warehouse as much as possible; Finally, I checked the windows of the villa, all of which were tightly closed, and no one knew if the storm would be more violent tonight.

In addition to this, they have reconfirmed the situation of some cattle pens, sheepfolds and stables, hoping that tonight's storm will not cause an accident.

After finishing everything, Lu Li returned to the main house, but saw Mark standing in the porch, raising his head and quietly looking at the wooden wind chimes jingling in the wind.

"Are people who were born on that island always particularly suitable for stormy weather?" Lu Li said half-jokingly, raised his feet and walked up the steps, stopping next to Mark.

Mark put his hands behind his back and said with a smile, "The temperament forged by the living environment is integrated in the blood, and it lingers. ”

Lu Li pursed the corners of his mouth and said teasingly, "No wonder you are like a fish in water today." ”

Mark didn't answer, just stood quietly, and after a while, "Where did this wind chime come from?" ”

"A gypsy." Lu Li's gaze also fell on the wind chimes again, swaying fiercely in the wind.

When Song Lingyi bought this wind chime, she didn't think much about it at all, but now it has become a part of the ranch, and if she doesn't hear the wind chime, she will feel uneasy.

The two men were silent for a short while, and neither of them spoke. In the end, it was Mark who took the initiative to speak, "Thank you for tonight's dinner, it was definitely an unprecedented experience." ”

"Welcome to China, and then you realize that every day is a new experience." Lu Li's ingenious answer made Mark shrug his shoulders, and then shook his head, "I've been to China/China." I have visited many cities. I mean, on a Texas ranch, I tasted Chinese food, and it was unheard of. It's unique. ”

"I think that's what makes Cloud Peak Ranch so special." Lu Li said with a smile.

Such a straightforward and frank response successfully made the corners of Mark's mouth rise, "What is that soup tonight called?" ”

"gnocchi soup." Lu Li cast a puzzled look at Mark, "If you want to find this dish in a restaurant, it's not an easy task. "Mark drank two bowls of gnocchi soup tonight, and it can be seen that he likes it." It's a home-cooked dish, and more often than not, it's simply made at home, in a restaurant, on a dinner table, and that's too simple. ”

Mark shook his shoulders slightly, "Don't worry, I don't have this intention." It's good, but it's not that good. This direct retort made Lu Li chuckle, "I just want to know the name." It's special, tonight is special. ”

Everything that is today awakens memories of home in Mark's mind.

It's not the empty apartment in London, but the smell of fish and chips made by my mother in my childhood, the smell of my sweaty shirt thrown in my room after playing baseball, and the faint smell of smoke left after my father stands on the balcony and smokes a cigarette...... Those good and bad ones are so warm, so familiar, so affectionate memories.

"Home", as I grow up, the meaning of the word seems to be more and more, but the warmth I feel is less and less. But today, he felt it in the Cloud Peak Ranch, which can be called magic or coincidence, but everything is so real that it cannot be deniably true.

"Maybe I should be thankful for the rainstorm today." Mark said in a deep voice, then gave a polite smile to Lu Li, "It's time to rest, good night." ”