Chapter 35 Color, Flavor, and Taste
A large round table has been set up in the living room. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Xia Chenyu sat in the upper seat without concessions, Mu Hanfeng and Mu Jifeng brothers accompanied, the third aunt Liu's fourth aunt, Han's Shen Ningxiang, Liu Meiyuan, Jiang Wenwen sat smoothly.
At this time, Mu Hanfeng personally carried a teapot to entertain.
It's not that he's sincere in hospitality, and it's not that there aren't enough people in the house.
In fact, the princess had already personally selected two first-class maids, four second-class maids to serve the future young lady, and seven or eight errands, plus his two personal maids, there were also more than a dozen people.
was secretly assigned by him to work elsewhere on a temporary errand.
He didn't want so many people to be around this annoying woman, and his grandmother's cronies kept making small reports.
The most important thing is that he really wants to embarrass this woman.
Of course, the reason why he dared to disobey his grandmother was not disrespectful. It was the golden jade princess who returned to the mansion again after experiencing the disaster, and saw that the originally leafy Mu family had fallen to a sparse population, and the sum of the masters who could be regarded was less than one-tenth of that year. She herself was frightened back then, her legs were cold, and she missed her husband and son, and she was sick, and she was a little discouraged. In addition to insisting that Mu Hanfeng must marry Yan Qianyan, he is not very concerned.
Mu Hanfeng is bent on making things difficult for him, and he will be the future housewife of Mu Gongfu, and he is the wife he is marrying. The main garden of Mugongfu, the peony garden named by the princess herself, currently has only one Qu Pozi who has weak legs and feet, but very sensitive ears, an eleven-year-old little maid Xiaohong who has only been here for a long time, and the Wang family who guards the garden.
He personally held the pot, which made everyone present feel honored except Xia Chenyu.
Especially Liu Meiyuan and Jiang Wenwen. Two small faces replied shyly. The eyes don't know where to look.
Xia Chenyu was a little funny.
He has been in Fengyue places for a long time, and he can see through this little bit of caution about women at a glance.
Liu Meiyuan, Jiang Wenwen, and Shen Ningxiang are all interested in their cousin.
It seems that this bride has a lot of rivals in love, and this time it is lively.
He couldn't help but feel sorry for his bride.
Mu Hanfeng personally filled everyone with tea, sat down, and looked at Shen Ningxiang diagonally opposite for the first time, this habit of looking at her for the first time as long as Shen Ningxiang appeared in the field of vision, no matter what he did, his eyes would look at her for the first time for four years
He watched her slowly pick up the teacup and take a sip gently, her thin white orchid fingers gently cocked. With a shallow smile on his face. How elegant and elegant, how many postures, how many postures, thinking of Yan Tianyan and drinking the teacup with a big grin, the obvious hostility in his eyes, and a sneer tugged at the corner of his mouth.
People have to die more than people, and they throw more goods than goods.
Let's see how she wants to make this daughter-in-law meal today.
If you can't do it, you want her to look good.
I saw the little maid Xiaohong hurrying in with her head down, and whispered after seeing the salute: "Childe, the young lady is about to make noodles." ”
Xia Chenyu's face immediately filled with impatience: "Okay, it's okay, Xiao Wang's stomach is uncomfortable." ”
A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the third aunt Liu, and then she said with a smile: "I didn't expect the young lady to be quite capable, it's been less than two hours." ”
The fourth aunt Han took over the conversation and said: "Third sister-in-law, the young lady is from a small family, and noodles are commonplace, and she is good at it. ”
I was also very puzzled, she came to see it two days ago. There was still nothing in the kitchen, not a single piece of firewood.
It is not easy to find pots and pans, oily noodles, vegetables and meat within an hour.
Han said with a mocking tone when he said about the small family.
Jiang Wenwen covered her mouth and smiled.
The small family in the aunt's mouth is already very uplifting, she is just the daughter of a subordinate, her nurse is a subordinate of Mufu, and she should also be a maid in the house.
Liu also laughed, "The fourth brother and sister are right, the young lady has been making noodles since she was a child, and she is familiar with the road." ”
After speaking, he glanced at Shen Ningxiang intentionally or unintentionally.
Shen Ningxiang hurriedly agreed: "It's just right, we don't eat it often, change the taste." ”
Mu Hanfeng had a light smile on his face, but he remembered the sour, spicy and delicious noodles that Yan Jiawa could eat every day in the past six years.
To be honest, he has been very hungry for that bite in the past few years, and he has also asked the chef in the house to make it, but he has not tasted the same taste as before.
He suddenly looked forward to it.
He quickly looked at the hour and smelled a strong fragrance. There is a fragrant coriander balsamic vinegar, and a bit of a long-lost taste.
Then Lu Qiao walked in with a large wooden plate, followed by Yan Qianyan, who also carried a wooden plate.
I saw Lu Qiao put down the wooden plate, took out six colorful vegetarian cold salads from it one by one, and put rice vinegar, salt, and oil chili noodles on it.
He put the wooden plate aside and brought out the eight fine porcelain bowls in the wooden plate.
Bowls of fragrant noodle soup were placed in front of everyone.
The bowl is not big, very thin and white, the noodles in the bowl are like hair, light and half-floating in the seemingly light noodle soup, the soup floats on the yellow egg cake cut into thin diamond-shaped slices, red carrot slices, white and tender tofu slices, black fungus, white and yellow daylily, green coriander. In the middle, there is also a spoonful of dark red, crystal clear fat and thin meat.
The noodles are placed in front of you, and the sour smell wafts out.
Mu Hanfeng felt that the corners of his mouth were wet, picked up the chopsticks and said, "Please." ”
Liu Han looked at the noodles in front of him and was a little surprised.
This is the kind of noodles that they just said are often eaten by small families, the kind of noodles that are only finely cut, but the color is dull and the taste is also bland.
It's clearly the most important noodle that a chef can't make, and it can be used as a finale on the countertop. yes
This knife work alone is very eye-catching, as thin as a hair, very even, because of the thinness, it looks like it is floating like a living. The side dishes in the soup are also diamond-shaped with the same size and thinness. It's also gently floating. There seems to be spirituality and life.
The color of that soup. Clear. The redder is redder, the white is whiter, the yellow is yellower, and the black is blacker.
It's really beautiful.
Xia Chenyu picked up the chopsticks and quickly took a bite.
Such thin noodles are actually very chewy and a little chewy.
And the taste is not ordinary, there is a hint of spiciness, and there is a fragrance in the spicy.
Just to his unappetizing.
He quickly finished the bowl of noodles.
Still wanted.
only to find that Yan Qianyan had already gone out with Lu Qiao.
He put down his rice bowl and looked at Mu Hanfeng at the same speed: "Hanfeng, my younger brother and sister's skills are really good." If it weren't for your daughter-in-law, I would have brought her back. It's comfortable to eat such a bowl every day. ”
Mu Hanfeng's bowl of noodles was also comfortable in his heart, as if his wish had finally come to an end, this noodle was different from what he had eaten a few years ago, it was much more delicate than that, and the taste was much better.
But he had a feeling of affection.
Hearing Xia Chenyu say this, he replied lightly: "It's just something that can't be put on the table." If you want to eat, you have a lot of chefs. ”
Although I don't want to see Yan Yanyan, I am very unhappy to be remembered by Xia Chenyu so much.
Xia Chenyu's peach eyes flashed, and he just wanted to ask when the next bowl would come.
I saw Lu Qiao in front and Yan Yan in the back, and brought two plates.
He craned his neck to look over.