Wisteria flower 1

Tsing Yi doesn't care whether the floating flower is dead or alive, in her opinion, the floating flower is exaggerated, loves vanity the most, is capricious in the morning and twilight, and abuses the herbs of flattery and empathy, and in the future, there will be a time to fall. Besides, the thought of a large black and shiny centipede soaking in the barrel of the cellar made her feel a little nervous.

"Let's run, let's run, that kind of character, it's bad to think about it, why don't you throw it aside first, if you run into it next time, it's not too late to clean it up." As he spoke, Tsing Yi casually pushed the green silk of his sideburns back, but showed a very faint smile, "It's mid-spring now, it's a good time to eat flowers, if you can wait, I'll make something fresh with you to taste?" ”

Hei Saburo saw Tsing Yi's expression indifferent, and there was no trace of embarrassment, but she forgot quickly, I don't know if it was the work of that Yao Cao, or if she really forgot.

Just thinking of yesterday's situation, Hei Saburo felt a little itchy in his heart, so he silently lingered on Tsing Yi's moist and soft red lips for a moment with a straight face, and finally nodded silently.

Because the direction of the inn rotates monthly, there are not many flowers and herbs outside the inn to enjoy. Rao is like this, and occasionally you can still bump into one or two kinds of tenacious and tenacious grass plants, which are in full swing around the inn, so that Tsing Yi and others can see it, and they should talk about comfort.

Today, Tsing Yi has been guarding the vine on the edge of the stable for more than half a month.

Since the beginning of the month, clusters of buds have been popping up on the green and yellow vines, and before anyone can notice, the translucent buds are swelling day by day. When Tsing Yi realized it, the withered vine seemed to be reborn, and the strings of buds hung there in a staggered manner, looking so heavy that it almost bent the branches, but overnight it changed from the twilight state of dying old to a vibrant and fresh appearance that was waiting to bloom.

Now I haven't visited for a day or two, and the bulging buds have already scrambled to bloom. Looking from afar, I saw the densely pubescent, flexible stems and vines winding and bending, winding and stretching like dragons and snakes; I also saw countless sprites of bright flowers hanging on the branches, purple with blue, bright as clouds.

The beautiful scenery is already overwhelming, I don't want its flowers to be rich but not stingy with fragrance, for a time by the stable, countless bees are flying up and down, very hard to buzz there to collect honey.

At that time, Fei Shusheng, who had recovered overnight, was holding a book of poems and leaning against the window to enjoy the flowers.

Previously, he almost lost his heart due to fear, and happened to be infected with a cold, and he was seriously ill inside and outside, and he could not wake up for a while. Thanks to the careful care of the spider girl, and the use of strange herbs, the illness on her body now overwhelmed the panic in her heart, and after she recovered for a while, she became clear.

Now he was touched by the flowery scenery, and he couldn't help but be excited.

Xiaosheng once read the Book of Flowers, and one of his favorites this sentence: Wisteria edge the wood, the vine is knotted, connected with the tree, and the bending and winding of the subordination, like a dragon haunting the waves. Blooms in mid-spring. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the flower-like vines and smiled, "In the past, no matter how dense the wisteria was, it was just grass and trees, how could it be the power of the dragon?" Looking at this now, I am convinced. ”

"Just like a string of exquisite beads hanging under the blue waves, the purple light reflects each other......" Spider Niang raised her sleeves to cover her mouth, looking at Fei Shusheng's side face reflecting the wisteria flower scene, but she was stupid.

Fei Shusheng saw that the spider girl's face was intoxicated, but when the spider girl appreciated the artistic conception of the wisteria flower stand, he just nodded appreciatively.

I don't want Spider Niang's face to change suddenly, but she looks a little puzzled.

Fei Shusheng felt strange, and subconsciously turned back to look out the window. This look made him a little dumbfounded.

I saw that under the purple waves, Tsing Yi in a light sarla skirt was bringing a lively show, and one person was standing there with a small green bamboo basket and destroying flowers with his hands.

Their subordinates kept using scissors to carefully cut off the strings of half-open vine flowers and put them into the bamboo basket, but in the blink of an eye, a sea of flowers was already a bald piece of Tsing Yi scissors, and only the gray-brown vines remained.

In order to prevent all the wisteria flowers from being destroyed by Tsing Yi's hands, Fei Shusheng didn't care about maintaining a gentleman's demeanor, so he ran all the way, and when he rushed to Tsing Yi, he was so tired that he was almost out of breath.

Rao was like this, he still stretched out his hand to block the surviving half-tree wisteria flower and said: "Tsing Yi - such a beautiful scenery, how can you bear to destroy the heavens-"

Tsing Yi, who was sorting out the flower spikes cut by Xiuxiu, raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and chuckled half-loudly: "Nerd, don't be pedantic, there is a way that flowers can be broken straight and must be broken, don't wait for no flowers and empty branches." In the mortal world, eating flowers is traditional, the flower of the four seasons, and appreciate and eat, not to mention chrysanthemum dew, rose cake, osmanthus cake, is magnolia, hibiscus, peony, elegant and dignified, once into the kitchen, it becomes a fresh fragrance and pleasant, very delicious food. It's not yet late spring, and it's the season of wisteria flowers. Wisteria cake, purple carrot cake, wisteria cake, wisteria porridge, fried wisteria fish, cold kudzu flower, fried kudzu cauliflower are all unique flavors, do not eat now, wait for the flower letter to pass, and then taste, but it is not easy. ”

Fei Shusheng looked at the empty flower vine, and after choking his wrists and lamenting it, he still persuaded hard: "It's just to make some flower cakes, you pick less, just taste a little, so you can leave some flower spikes, why should a tree be destroyed?" ”

Tsing Yi saw that Fei Shusheng was really distressed, but she didn't pounce on the flower vine and cried, so she covered her mouth and chuckled: "Eating flowers is an elegant thing, I also said to do more, and let you be elegant, didn't you think you were not good at this?" ”

"There's no need to do more-" Fei Shusheng hurriedly refused, "Just do your part-"

"Hmm-" Tsing Yi saw that Scholar Fei really cherished the flowers, and they had already picked enough, so she nodded and responded, "In this case, let's get so many first!" ”

Xiuxiu heard that there was no need to cut the flowers, so she immediately clapped her hands happily, she took the lead in carrying a basket of wisteria flowers and ran towards the back door of the kitchen, running all the way and singing: "March 3, Capsuleflower Race Peony - March 3rd, Capsuleflower Race Peony - February Orchid, Goji Berry Head, Yuqian Acacia Flower Wheel ......"

Xiuxiu sang upside down, not like a folk song, but like she made it up, Tsing Yi also felt a little interesting to listen to, and after a while, he turned his head to the black figure that came out from the depths of the flower vine and said: "San Lang, we can go back now." ”

Fei Shusheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and when he turned his head, he saw Hei Saburo walking out from under the shadow of the tree with a smile on his sleeve.

"Nerd, aren't you going with us?" Tsing Yi saw that Fei Shusheng was still there and refused to move, so he couldn't help but remind, "If you want to enjoy the flowers, you should stay away, just now we saw a beehive under the eaves behind the stable." ”

Fei Shusheng was afraid that others would also learn to pick flowers in Tsing Yi for food, and when he looked around, he did not see a bee appear, so he waved his hand peacefully, indicating that he was not afraid of bees.

Hei Saburo sneered when he saw this, and didn't pay any more attention to the eager Fei Shusheng, he directly pulled Tsing Yi's arm and walked back, laughing as he walked: "What do you care about him so much?" His mind was full of books, and if he really wanted to be stung twice by bees, maybe it would be a good thing! ”

Fei Shusheng watched Hei Saburo pull Tsing Yi away, and was happy that most of the wisteria flowers had been saved, when he heard a buzz of insect wings flying from far and near.

Fei Shusheng froze for a while, and when he heard the dense buzzing sound was close at hand, he reacted, and when he turned around, he saw a large number of bees flying towards him.

"Oops-" Fei Shusheng was so frightened that he almost weakened his legs, and when he saw the big bees rushing towards the door, he screamed miserably, and instinctively raised his sleeves to block his head and rushed forward.

There was a strong fragrance of wisteria flowers everywhere, and Fei Shusheng couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest at all, just like a headless fly, scurrying around on this flat land full of flowers.

It is said that even if you are scared away, if you can run a little farther, you can get out of the way. I don't want to spend time on the birthday of the book, I only know how to read and practice calligraphy, and occasionally help to work, but I don't dare to call him more, so over time, he is really a little industrious, and he has just recovered from a serious illness, so when he was in a panic at this time, he was able to take a few legs, and after a stumble, he fell to the ground facing the ground.

Fei Shusheng, who had broken his mouth and gnawed on the mud, raised his head in a panic and saw that the swarm of bees was unstoppable, and they rushed towards him so mightily.

Xiuxiu sat on the small bench intently, according to the method taught by Tsing Yi, and seriously pinched off those delicate vine flowers from the flower spikes, and then carefully pulled off the flower pedicles and pinched off the flower center, leaving only the purple and red petals gathered into the clear water basin, washed and drained in batches by Tsing Yi and dried.

When the petals were dry, she took out the specially boiled frozen lard and cut it into bean-shaped pieces, put it into the petals, and then mixed it with fine sugar, and stirred it together with her hands until it became a soft and delicate flower filling.

The slightly yellowed flour is mixed with water and ghee for two quarters of an hour, then rolled out into a thin crust with small dough, filled with sweet flower filling, and wrapped into longan-like buns. Halfway through the package, on a whim, she pinched out some flower folds one by one, or like a pomegranate that had just opened its mouth, or like a budding bud, each of which was very cute, and the Xiuxiu watched from time to time with surprise wow sounds.

Hei Saburo lay crooked in front of the stove, staring at Tsing Yi's face without blinking.

Tsing Yi was a little embarrassed in her heart, and when she was about to be coquettish and disgusted with Hei Saburo, she found that Xiuxiu, who had an innocent face, was still sitting firmly on the side, and was looking at her curiously from time to time.

endured it for a long time, but finally couldn't help it, and when Xiuxiu looked down at those steamers, she turned her head and bit her lip and glared at Hei Saburo with shame and anger.

Hei Saburo saw that Tsing Yi's cheeks were thin red with shame, and a pair of water and autumn pupils were rippling, staring at him like a deer for a while, and he really couldn't hold back his excitement.

"You don't know how to cook, what do you do all the time?" After Tsing Yi saw Hei Saburo being glared at by herself, she blushed, looking awkward that she wanted to see but didn't dare to look at, and she didn't feel a little smiling, and subconsciously raised her sleeves to hide her smile, she asked in a deep voice, "The guests outside should be in a hurry, they didn't even greet Xiao Er when they came to the inn......

"I-I'm here to see you!" Hei Saburo raised his chin and pretended to be righteous Ling Ran said, "Who knows how long the effect of that Po Yao herb will last, in case I don't see one of the wrong eyes, and some monster with no long eyes will run over...... I'll keep looking at you until I'm sure it's okay—"

Tsing Yi was stunned for a moment, but when she saw that Hei Saburo was still holding a serious and strict appearance, her cheeks and ears were already red, she was relieved, but she couldn't speak happily, so she could only bend the corners of her mouth and stop laughing.

When the buns in the steamer are ripe, the dough is porcelain white and steaming, and the whole kitchen is filled with the aroma of vine flowers and fat.

Xiuxiu was hooked by the purple buns, and she could only keep pulling Tsing Yi's sleeves and shouting: "Sister Tsing Yi - Sister Tsing Yi - the bun is cooked, cooked!" ”

Tsing Yi was so entangled that he had to pick out one or two while it was hot and put them in a small white porcelain dish and put them on the stove to cool off.

Without waiting for the hot buns to dry, Xiuxiu, who couldn't bear it, secretly reached out and took one. Afraid of Tsing Yi's reprimand, she raised her head cautiously, and saw Tsing Yi and Hei Saburo still there, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what you're doing, and you don't pay attention to what she's doing.

Xiuxiu silently broke open the translucent thin skin of the wisteria flower bun, and only tore a little opening, and a sweet floral fragrance came out.

The whitening oil had already melted, and under the heat of the steam, it soaked into the purple-red wisteria petals.

Xiuxiu felt that the flower filling in the bun was purple and red, and it looked as good as the agate in the Niangniang jewelry box.

She took a bite slowly, only to feel that it was fragrant, sweet and delicate, and the unique aroma of wisteria flowers went straight to the bottom of her heart.

It's delicious!

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