The technology of Qihua Small World is not high, and the kitchen conditions are not as good as those of Zongzheng Small World, which has running water, sewers, and gas. In the small kitchen in the main courtyard, there is a stove by the door, and there is a large water tank next to the stove, which is full of water, and next to the water tank is a wooden bucket for dumping kitchen waste.

Shao Daochang is already good at making medicinal food, and with this year's exercise, his hands and feet are more neat than before. As soon as Yan Hanjiang sat in the hall and munched pine nuts for a while, he had already scooped up the rice and simmered it in an iron pot, cut the thin fish fillet, and was stir-frying. Fortunately, this small world also has chili, green sesame pepper and tempeh, and he groped for the taste of the boiled fish seasoning that he prepared is no worse than the material package sold in the supermarket, the aroma is very strong after frying, the spicy taste is slightly lighter, and the taste of the fish itself is more obvious, with a slight sweetness in the freshness, with a thick but not strong spicy soup, the taste is more delicious.

This dish is extremely hot, and Shao Zongyan is also distracted when he cooks it. It wasn't until the fish fillets were put into the basin and the oil was re-boiled that he felt the light in the room dim, and when he looked towards the door, he saw Yan Hanjiang leaning against the door frame and watching him cook.

His eyes were not looking at the freshly fried and steaming boiled fish on the stove, but his face.

After realizing this, Shao Daochang suddenly felt that the fire in the stove was too big, and the flames seemed to have licked his face, roasting his entire face to his neck. He was so distracted that he seemed too deliberate not to let others see it, so he had to look down at the spoonful of oil, and watched it go from calm to boiling, and the gurgling bubbles were driven around by the big bubbles boiling in the middle, until the oil in the whole spoon kept bursting, and was licked and burned by the flames that were rising around him.

He took the lid and smothered the frying spoon, and after the heat was turned off, he poured it into the fish fillet, looked at the pot of red and bright fish fillets, and said, "Brother Yan, let's eat first, and I'll make a few more dishes." The dishes here are much cheaper than Zongzheng Small World, and there are a lot of them grown in our yard, all of which are fresh. ”

"You do yours, I'll just watch it here, don't be in a hurry to eat." Yan Hanjiang walked to the stove, took a piece of fish and put it in his mouth to taste, then covered the spiritual power with a wave of his hand, and still walked back to the door to look at him.

In fact, there is nothing strange about this, Yan Hanjiang also likes to sit at the table and watch him cook, they have all lived in the same bed for so long, and now they are in the kitchen supervisor to see the dishes, what's the big deal? Shao Daochang closed his eyes and tried his best to convince himself, and tried to forget the old things about those aunts, tongfangs, and ladies who hooked up with him by staring at him in the kitchen, and took a piece of fat and thin pork belly from the case and chopped it into puree.

It wasn't until he finished chopping a piece of meat stuffing that he finally felt that his mentality had sublimated, and he could be indifferent to the gaze that stuck to him, and began to think about what to cook.

This time, the minced meat was chopped a lot, and the weather was still half-cool and uncool, so I simply did it, and the days will be long in the future, and other dishes can be made sooner or later. He thought about it for a while, then poured the meat filling into the basin, beat the green onion and ginger water, salt, sauce and thirteen spices to taste, and finally slipped a few eggs into it and stirred it up.

The stirred meat filling was thrown aside, and he went to the middle of the kitchen to pick out a handful of tender cowpeas, scooped a basin of water to wash them, and poured them into the boiling water to scald them. The scalded long beans were green and more pliable than when they were raw, and he took out the cowpeas to dry for a while, then picked one up and quickly braided it into small rings, which were smeared with a touch of meat filling.

The braided cowpeas look like a small rattan basket from the side, with plump meat fillings piled on top of it, lined with the white and tender fingertips of the vegetable cook, and even the raw meat looks particularly appetizing. Yan Hanjiang couldn't help but walk over, took the stuffed beans he had just smeared and licked them, his mouth was full of the fishy smell of raw meat and the salty aroma of soy sauce.

Phew.

However, the taste is not bad, and it goes well to his mouth.

He put down the stuffed beans with a straight face, Shao Daochang thought he was hungry, turned his head sideways and smiled at him: "You've been hungry for so long, you should eat first, or I'll go to the kitchen outside to get a plate of snacks for you?" ”

Yan Hanjiang lowered his eyes and watched him put the braided beans on the plate, and said lightly: "You do it, I'll just try the taste." ”

"How's it going, salty?" Shao Zongyan put down his chopsticks and looked at him, his eyes swept over the grass carp, which was slightly pale, and his lips were faintly oily, and he hurriedly moved back to the bean ring in his hand.

Yan Hanjiang wiped the corners of his mouth and replied, "It's not salty, it's just right." ”

Well...... It's good if it's not salty.

There was a big living person around him instead of a small fish tank, Shao Zongyan was always a little uncomfortable, bowed his head deeply, and stuffed the beans one by one. After everything was done, he slapped a thin layer of cornstarch on it, fried it in a pot over low heat, poured a bowl of sauce with a thin thicket, covered it and let it smolder inside.

When it comes out of the pot, the water in the sauce has been almost collected, and a layer of transparent glass is left that is thinly wrapped in the bean pot, as if coated with a layer of sugar juice.

Shao Zongyan looked at it by himself, and suddenly became a little greedy, took one of the chopsticks and put it in a small dish, picked out a small piece of meat and fed it to Yan Hanjiang, and planned to eat the rest by himself. But when the chopsticks stretched out, he remembered that Yan Hanjiang was no longer a grass carp that a grasshopper could eat for a long time, but a monk who was taller than him, so it was not as suitable as before.

Tsk, didn't he eat well together when he lived in Brother Yan's house before, but now why do you feel awkward anywhere?

Could it be that the two have not spoken for a long time and are separated?

It shouldn't be!

Shao Daochang reflected on his indifference to Brother Yan, and according to his natural habits in the past, he sandwiched the brewed beans in front of Yan Hanjiang, held a small plate in one hand to receive the oil, and said gently: "Brother Yan, you want to taste it first?" ”

Yan Hanjiang opened his mouth in response, took half of the beans and meat, and pushed the remaining half in front of him, and persuaded back and forth: "You eat it too, it's very good." ”

Shao Daochang ate the remaining half, put down the plate and carefully recalled the whole process, feeling that he was doing it very naturally, and his attitude towards the little mermaid was no different from before, so he was relieved.

That's right, he and Brother Yan have a life-long friendship, how can they be estranged because they haven't spoken for a year!

He comforted himself enough, so he refilled the pan with wide oil, and when the oil was boiling, he brought the pot of minced meat to the side of the pot, squeezed them into balls one by one, rolled them down, and fried them until they were golden brown and came up again. The first time you fry it thoroughly, let it dry for a while and then throw it in to fry the crispy shell, the fried meatballs can be eaten directly, and you can also stew the vegetables when it is cold.

The sauce of stuffed beans just now was really beautiful, but it aroused his desire to eat sugar. He first boiled the sugar juice with a little oil and water, boiled it on low heat until the sugar was golden brown, and when the bones were bubbling with small bubbles, he poured a plate of balls and rolled them in the pot, wrapped them evenly, and then put them on top.

The browned meatballs are covered with a layer of sparkling sugar shell, and a few long filaments can be pulled out with chopsticks. When the sugar was just out of the pot, it was still soft, and the longer it was pulled, Shao Zongyan poured a bowl of cold water, dipped the long sugar shreds into it slightly, and the sugar shreds broke in the air, and then sent the balls to Yan Hanjiang's mouth.

This grass carp essence, who originally only liked to eat boiled fish, is now less and less picky, and he is very satisfied with the salty and fresh stuffed beans, and he still loves to eat the crispy croquettes coated with sugar. First bite off the thin sugar shreds around the meatballs, and then bite into the crispy and sweet sugar shell, inside is the crispy fried meatballs, the faint sweetness contrasts with the salty and soft flavor of the meatballs, which is more prominent, and it is completely abrupt.

This one is not bad either. Since he met Shao Zongyan, he is really about to become an omnivore like a human.

Yan Hanjiang bit off half of the balls, and Shao Zongyan naturally ate the remaining half, and put down the chopsticks to boil water and brush the pot.

There were still a few strands of hair-like sugar sticking to the corners of his mouth, swaying with the wind, which was very eye-catching. Yan Hanjiang happened to be close, so he wanted to pull off the few stalks of sugar and eat them. Just as he was about to make a move, Shao Daochang had already felt the sugar, stretched out his tongue and licked it around his lips, licking all the slag sugar dregs into it.

Licking too fast, I didn't give the grass carp essence a chance to cherish the food. Yan Hanjiang looked at his soft lips like a layer of glass, and secretly felt a little pity.

After the overly sweet syrup was washed off, Shao Daochang used cooking wine, soy sauce, sugar and salt to mix the sauce, in order to take care of Yan Hanjiang's taste, slightly cut a little sharp chili pepper and green onion and ginger to stir-fry together, and stewed a small plate of red stewed meatballs. The remaining half of the pot will no longer be processed, and it will be eaten as a snack when it can be eaten, and it will be kept for future stewed vegetables if it can't be eaten.

The dishes cooked in the past half a day are not small, and they are all hard dishes with big fish and meat, and the two of them are enough to eat. When he saw that it was about the same, he put the rice stewed in the cauldron into a wooden barrel, and prepared to take it to the hall to eat later, but when he had finished the meal, he found that there were still many burnt yellow pots stuck to the pot, and he thought about it again.

Although Yan Hanjiang stayed in the fish tank for a year, he almost never left him every day, but in the end he never opened his eyes, the two of them were not more different than separate, and they had to drink two cups to catch the wind.

The pot is fried until golden and crispy, and then a plate of shrimp, fungus, magnolia slices are fried, cucumber and green garlic are pretty, and a layer of thin root is hooked with wide soup to simmer, and when you eat it, you can hear the sound of "Zilala", which is sound and colorful, and is particularly appetizing.

When he was ready, he carried a wooden bucket in his hand, put three plates on his arm, and stacked new plates between them, and the thrill of the action was comparable to acrobatics. Yan Hanjiang couldn't stand it, so he cast a spell to make the plate float to the hall, and stretched out his hand to him: "Come back with me." ”

Shao Zong looked at the plate enviously and muttered, "I don't know when I will be able to learn this spell." ”

Yan Hanjiang held his sweaty hand and encouraged: "Just wait until you master the calculation rules between mana and pressure, gravity, and buoyancy." ”

…… Then I'll serve two more years.

Shao Daochang thought about it again and again, but he still didn't dare to say such unproductive words in front of Brother Yan, a scholar of the top school.

After getting the dishes into the main hall, Shao Zongyan went to the cellar and moved a good altar of daughter red, poured two glasses full, and raised a glass to congratulate: "Congratulations to Brother Yan on his recovery, I wonder when Brother Yan will go to Yuelongmen again?" ”

Yan Hanjiang touched him, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he said with a hint of expectation and excitement: "Wait until the dragon gate opens this time." If the dragon gate of this small world opens late, go to other worlds to jump. ”

His body is now better than before he jumped the dragon gate, and this time he should be a success! The grass carp spirit drank her daughter red with pride, wiped her lips, filled another glass with herself, and picked up the boiled fish and drank it. Shao Daochang picked up the stewed shrimp balls and poured them into the pot, and the sound of hot air suddenly sounded warmly, he took a piece of the pot while it was hot and sent it to the small dish in front of Yan Hanjiang, and persuaded: "Brother Yan eat more, you will be hungry and thin for more than a year." When I was on the mountain, I heard that the Dragon Gate is opened in April and May every year, and Brother Yan stayed to recuperate in peace during these months, so let's make more preparations. ”

"That's the month when the carp swim back to spawn, not when the gantry is open. In fact, the opening time of the dragon gate in each world is different, and it needs to be calculated according to the local aura and hydrological conditions, and the location of the dragon gate opening is also different. Yan Hanjiang smiled faintly, ate the pot wrapped in delicious soup, and also sandwiched a piece of silk balls for him, holding a cup of popular science and said: "At the beginning, the dragon gate of Zongzheng Small World was in the sea, but I suffered a lot in order to jump the dragon gate, and I also fell into the sequelae of sea allergy. If it hadn't been for that time, I might have been a golden dragon swimming all over the world. ”

This story is so tragic that it is distressing, Shao Daochang hurriedly sandwiched chopsticks and stuffed beans for him, poured wine, and numbed the wounds of his soul with food and wine. The two of them went back and forth, taking care of each other and eating all the fish fillets, two plates of multi-meatballs, a whole plate of pots and half of stuffed beans, and even drank a jar of wine to the point where there was no left. The alienation brought about by the formal meeting for more than a year was also washed away on the wine table, and the warmth between pushing the glass and changing the lamp was as warm as when he was still at Yan Hanjiang's house.

At the end of the drink, Shao Zongyan was already a little overwhelmed, his cheeks turned extremely bright pink, he kept blinking his eyes to stay awake, and there were crystal teardrops hanging on his long eyelashes. His voice was also soft and tight, and he pulled Yan Hanjiang's hand across the table, and kept calling Brother Yan to take him to Qiantang River to jump the dragon gate.

Yan Hanjiang was not drunk, but he was so entangled by this drunk that he stretched out one hand to hold him, and the other hand held his waist on his shoulder, and put him into the main room like he did with a game customer, and threw him between the soft mattresses. Shao Zongyan didn't feel that he was drunk, and patted the little place next to the pillow and said, "Brother Yan, come and sleep, I sewed a set of small futons for you, all of which are good cotton wool and pillows." I didn't make it with a pillowcase and a thin quilt when I was at your house, I'll lay it out for you. ”

He really found a set of delicately sewn small bedding from the head of the bed, as well as a soft pillow filled with dried chrysanthemums and buckwheat husks, opened it and spread it neatly beside his pillow, and pulled Yan Hanjiang to let him lie on it.

Such a small quilt is only enough to lie down a grass carp, where can lie down the fully recovered Yan Xianchang. But this drunk fake Taoist priest was too unreasonable, Yan Hanjiang couldn't screw him, so he had to go to bed, put his head on the mattress, and let him cover his face with a small quilt.

After everything was done, Shao Daochang's drunkenness was almost gone, and he was satisfied with a drill into the quilt, raised his hand to touch the tail of the grass carp, but now it was the place where the face and chin were located, and stroked the smooth and slightly cool skin there and fell asleep. Yan Hanjiang waited for him to fall asleep before he took off the quilt on his face, pulled up a quilt from under his feet, untied his clothes, left only a middle coat, and lay down peacefully.

It's been a long time since I've slept in a good bed with a human body, and my muscles are sore from floating in the water.

Lying down, the human next to him began to be restless again, his body rolled outward, and the palm of his hand burned by alcohol was completely attached to his mouth. The hot sweat of his palms smeared his face, making him, a cold-water fish with a single-circulation system, feel hot. Shao Zongyan's upper body arched, a slender leg also crossed his lower abdomen, pressing heavily on him, and his forehead was pressed against his neck socket, and he was actually hugged as a cooling pillow.

Yan Hanjiang twisted his hand heavily, but he couldn't wake him up. Shao Daochang's hot breath sprayed on the neck of the grass carp, his cheeks and neck were burned red from alcohol, and his red complexion extended directly under the area covered by the collar.

At this time, it was still early, and this color was incomparably fresh and eye-catching in the skylight, and it was integrated with the same bright peach blossoms around him, and it was so gorgeous that it was unbelievable.

Yan Hanjiang tucked his hand into the quilt, looked carefully at the face that was not less amorous after falling asleep, his fingertips swiped from the ends of his eyes to his cheeks, his thumb wiped the wine stains and vegetable juice from his lips, and said in a low voice: "The amount of wine is so bad." They have all been convinced and refined, and they can still be drunk by the wine of the mortal world. ”

Shao Daochang snorted in his dream, as if he wanted to protest. Yan Hanjiang withdrew his fingers, stretched out his arm and pressed back against the human who was pressing him with his legs, his mind moved slightly, and the humanoid body became a half-human and half-fish again, and the natal immortal clothes on his body turned into scales. His upper body exposed his bare chest, and his lower body dragged out a slender ink-colored fishtail, spreading its wide tail fin, covering Shao Zongyan's legs and pressing him under him, which could be regarded as recovering the interest he had been sleeping with his tail pressed for so long.