"I wonder if my dad will be okay?" Seeing the rain falling heavier and heavier outside, Xiaohua began to worry, Zhang Meng had been out early and returned late for several days, saying that he was going to catch mountain bandits to make money...... No, it's a military training.

Shen Pei looked at the heavy rain outside the house and frowned, "There will be too much rain this spring, and there is not so much rain and not so cold at this time in previous years." ”

"Spring rain is as expensive as oil, there is nothing wrong with it." Li Zhan said indifferently, he finally finished the bowl of ginger soup, put all his thoughts on the dim sum on the table, and ate something sweet just to suppress the ginger flavor in his mouth.

"It's not a good thing for the streets to become streams, it's as bad as the spring rain is as expensive as oil – a drop." Xiaohua said casually, and poured another bowl of ginger soup for Li Zhan and Shen Pei.

"My sister is very funny." Shen Pei smiled and picked up the bowl full of ginger soup.

Li Zhan gritted his teeth and looked at the bowl of ginger soup as if he was looking at a life-and-death enemy, and then glanced at the little flower that was looking at him with a fierce face, and finally had to drink another bowl with a sad face.

"I wonder if it will affect this year's harvest?" Mr. Su frowned slightly.

"It doesn't matter, red lotus can be planted twice a year in the southern region, and after this harvest, I will let the people plant a large number of red vetches." This is the reason why Li Zhan has confidence, he has food in his hands, and he is not panicked!

Mr. Su was relieved at this time, and when he saw Xiaohua packing up her things and going out with a bowl and a kettle, he asked, "This road may not be repaired so quickly, but ...... Was it really an accident? The old gentleman asked with some difficulty, he was not a fool, and when Shen Pei came in, his body and blood told him that this was definitely not an ordinary carriage accident.

The road that these two people must pass through will not be bad one day, why is it today, the old gentleman does not believe that it is a coincidence. Today, the saint is not in good health, but now that the two concubines in the harem have been pregnant for more than four months, King Anping, who was originally the best in the world, seems to be hopeless, is this an accident or someone deliberate......

Shen Pei's face was a little solemn, "I don't know, but it's best to be a coincidence." His voice was low, and if someone really broke ground on Tai Sui's head, he didn't mind letting them know the consequences.

Li Zhan couldn't laugh either, if it weren't for the coincidence, there might be another group of people who were going to die.

The old gentleman frowned, and was about to say something When he saw Xiaohua come in with a big soup pot, he immediately shut up, Li Zhan and Shen Pei also smiled at Xiaohua tacitly, and they couldn't say anything. It's not that they're afraid of Xiaohua leaking secrets or anything, they're afraid that this kid will want to think about it and worry about it, Xiaohua's face turned white when Shen Pei came with blood just now, otherwise this kid wouldn't have been caught off guard to clean up the dishes and kettle himself, and do these things that people should do, and these low-level mistakes that Xiaohua would not have made after learning the etiquette from Mama Song for so long.

Xiaohua's mood has recovered, and she put the big iron basin on the table with a smile and said, "It's raining too much now, you might as well stay for dinner and wait for the rain to stop before leaving, and I'll let Tie Niu come to the house to say something." ”

Li Zhan was happy, he knew how to eat hot pot as soon as he saw this big soup pot, he could be said to be obsessed with hot pot this winter, but hot pot was lively when there were many people, but no one in the house accompanied him to eat and he couldn't be happy to eat alone, he could often come to Xiaohua to eat before, but since Mr. Su came to teach, it has been very inconvenient, Mr. Su has a poisonous mouth, even if he is the prince in front of him, he can only pretend to be a grandson.

Seeing that Li Zhan immediately went to help move things with a happy face, Mr. Su was once again impressed, and he could still look as usual when he encountered such a big accident, and sure enough, King Anping's incompetent reputation was rumored outside.

Staying on a rainy day, this is really a day of keeping guests, Xiaohua is very happy.

Although it is spring now, it is still very cold in the spring cold, and it is most comfortable to eat hot pot on such a day.

The row of dipping sauces laid out by Xiaohua was dazzling, and Mr. Su, who had seen a wide range of delicacies and felt that all the delicious dishes from the north and south of the river had tasted, was shocked. Mr. Su was very curious about all kinds of dipping sauces, tasted each of them, and insisted on seasoning them himself.

Old child, the older he gets, the more like a child, Xiaohua muttered to herself, watching the old gentleman mix all kinds of dipping sauces in a very experimental spirit and taste them. Seeing the old gentleman tasting various mixtures, his face twisted into a ball from time to time, Xiaohua couldn't help but snicker, this dipping sauce is also about matching, but the more you mix, the better it tastes.

"Sir, if you don't mind, how about I make a dipping sauce for you?" Looking at the old gentleman with a sad face, he tried to make his own dipping sauce. Xiaohua couldn't help laughing, took out a small plate and remixed a few copies and put them in front of the old gentleman.

"Okay, but first of all, if it's not delicious, I'll have to adjust it myself." The old gentleman breathed a sigh of relief, he never knew that there were so many kinds of dipping sauces, who could tell him that leek flowers could actually be used as dipping sauces? There is also a dipping sauce made of seafood and tofu, which is the first time he has eaten it, and he is really inexperienced.

Shen Pei was also very happy to mix the dipping sauce, the hot pot was delicious, but he and Li Zhan rarely brought it to eat. Li Zhan didn't want to eat because he was not accompanied by anyone, but he was afraid that the hot pot would be in bad health for his father and younger brother, so he didn't dare to eat more, and now he can finally enjoy it.

The old gentleman looked at this strangely shaped soup basin with strange shape, and it was actually separated from it, and the two soups in it actually had different tastes, and the old gentleman fished out a piece of meat from it, and when he ate the spicy taste, he couldn't help but light up his eyes, and the speed of scooping up the meat in the soup was much faster.

Xiaohua regretted to find that the clear soup was in vain again, and the old gentleman who thought that he was very careful about health only fished his chopsticks into the spicy soup.

The most important thing about eating hot pot is the atmosphere, a few people eat and laugh and the steaming hot pot is really immortal.

"Xiaohua's skills are very good." Seeing the old gentleman's chopsticks moving non-stop, Li Zhan said proudly: "Xiaohua can cook a lot of dishes, and the braised pork she makes is sweet and delicious, with an endless aftertaste; The sweet and sour fish is sweet and sour, and the crab roe lion's head is refreshing and delicious, oily but not greasy; The braised pork ribs are fresh and tender in color, salty and fragrant; Of course, Xiaohua said that the best food should be a kind of hodgepodge of 'altar Qi meat incense floating in the neighborhood, Buddha smelling abandonment Zen and jumping over the wall', but unfortunately the materials are not enough. Li Zhan drooled as soon as he heard the taste of the Buddha jumping over the wall described by Xiaohua, but it was a pity that Xiaohua refused to do it, saying that it would be difficult to eat if the wine was not good.

The delicious old gentleman was shocked, he didn't know anything about the names of these dishes that King Anping said, it seems that the world is unimaginable, he thought that he had traveled north and south in the past few decades, and there was no one to beat in terms of eating, but he didn't expect that he had never heard of the dishes made by a little girl.

Eating and talking, a few people have eaten almost, Xiaohua smacked her tongue, for a few of them strong combat effectiveness, she felt that if they went to participate in the Big Stomach King competition one day, needless to say, the top three would definitely be their bag, of course, she would definitely be the first.

In the early spring, there are not many green vegetables, especially the green vegetables that have rained every day recently, Xiaohua and Li Zhan were both growing up when they loved to eat meat, and they didn't feel anything if they didn't have green vegetables. Of course, the old gentleman refused to admit that he was annoyed with the cabbage and radishes he ate every day, and he felt greasy if he didn't eat them, and only cared about meat. So while eating while regretting that there are too few vegetables, in the early spring the vegetables have not grown up, want to eat something other vegetables is not nothing, some of the powerful people with hot springs planted some fresh vegetables, the price is really high and expensive, shabu shabu can only eat some radish cabbage and other vegetables that are easy to preserve.

"There are too few vegetables." The old gentleman was disgusted while eating.

Why don't you still keep chopsticks, Shen Pei muttered in his heart, everyone loves meat, he doesn't think that green vegetables are rare, of course, they are not rare for him, and there has never been a shortage of various vegetables in his family in winter.

For a carnivorous animal who has eaten vegetarian food in the nunnery for nearly two years, Xiaohua didn't expect that someone would get tired of eating meat, listening to the old gentleman's complaints, she suddenly remembered something and ran out, as a foodie, she never forgot what to eat. Under the eaves are full of pickle jars, Xiaohua has long been accustomed to running back to the mountains to make all kinds of pickles whenever she has time, and she brought a lot of them down the mountain.

Xiaohua came in with a large plate, on which were her pickled sauerkraut, in addition to the common radishes, cabbage, cabbage, bitter cabbage, cucumbers, she also pickled cowpeas, ginger, buckwheat, and sour bamboo shoots, fungus, kohlrabi, leek flowers, and even plums, peaches, plums, etc., several people were stunned, especially the old gentleman's eyes were straight, he never thought that there were so many vegetables and fruits that could be used for pickling. The old gentleman was quick and couldn't wait to stretch out his chopsticks.

It's sour and slightly spicy, but it's not as spicy as ginger, it's refreshing. Xiaohua said that these kimchi were rare, you must know that she had not found her dearest chili pepper, and the spiciness made her die of many brains to find and mix from various edible plants, but it was only three points like chili peppers.

It's not that I haven't eaten pickled vegetables, but it's really rare to see them taste like this. The old gentleman had a great appetite, and the contents on the table quickly disappeared into that big mouth. Xiaohua thinks that foodies will always exude a magnetic field to attract foodies, for Mao, she is surrounded by foodies, needless to say, cheap fathers, Shen Pei and Li Zhan also eat a lot, and now an old man with white hair can actually eat like this.

"This pickle is so delicious, it's even better than last year's pickle." Li Zhan sighed, "I used the pickles you made before to pass through the palace, and the faces of those imperial chefs were simply swollen by me, and the food they cooked was not as good as what you made, and even the pickles were not good." ”

Xiaohua, who was lying down and was shot, said that she was very innocent, and said sorry to the imperial chefs in her heart, but of course, she has 5,000 years of food culture behind her. 166 Reading Network