"Spicy soup." Jun Qinglan blinked.

I don't think spicy soup is a rare thing. Why is he so shocked when he mentions it now?

"Guests come all the way to the mouth of the river, all they need is a bowl of spicy soup?" Shopkeeper Hu only felt incredible: "Although the small shop is not rich in ingredients, it is definitely not impossible to make a specialty dish for entertaining distinguished guests." ”

"Don't get me wrong." Jun Qinglan waved her hand and said: "My son-in-law has eaten a lot of good things over the years, but he never forgets the spicy soup he drank in the Guanzhou Mansion back then. Today, it is rare to meet the shopkeeper Hu again, so naturally I want to bother. ”

"I see." Shopkeeper Hu smiled: "It's a coincidence that you came, you just made a pot of spicy soup." But it's all casual food from our guys, and I really didn't think about serving it to customers. If the guest wants it, I'll serve it to you. ”

The shopkeeper Hu walked away in the wind, and Jun Qinglan replaced Rong Xi, wiped the tables and chairs in the hut, and asked Li Congyao to sit down.

Li Congyao had a rare sense of obedience, and when he saw that she was done, he sat beside him, and slowly opened his mouth: "Do I never forget the spicy soup?" Why don't I know about this kind of thing? ”

"Ahem." Jun Qinglan covered her lips and coughed low, hiding the embarrassment in her eyes: "You just have to taste it, and after tasting it, you will never forget it." ”

Li Congyao raised his eyebrows: "Really?" ”

Although the Duanwang Mansion is declining, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse. Li Congyao's meals have always been taken care of by Rong Xi, and all of them are exquisite. He's actually quite picky about what he eats, and he's not willing to eat everything.

After a short time, I heard footsteps coming from outside the house, and two huge coarse porcelain bowls in the shape of small basins were placed in the tray of the shopkeeper Hu, steaming. The strange fragrance rose from the warm smoke, and Jun Qinglan's eyes lit up, as if his index finger had moved.

Shopkeeper Hu put the two bowls in front of Li Congyao and Jun Qinglan respectively, and put four plates of side dishes before he smiled and said: "These are some pickles that I pickled myself, not a rare thing, take them to the two guests to taste." ”

Li Congyao glanced towards the table. The spicy soup that Jun Qinglan admired was actually a dark brown thick soup, and some daylilies, small slices of meat, and some things he couldn't name could be seen on the soup noodles. Although the steaming heat was very warm to look at, it was really not exquisite, and it was far from what he had eaten in the past. The four plates of pickles are not a rare thing, they are all common vegetables such as radishes and mustard greens.

So he sat elegantly at the table, without reaching for it. There is no half joy or disgust in the eyes, faint, no half emotion.

Shopkeeper Hu waited for a long time, but he didn't see any movement from the two people in the house, and his eyes gradually became a little embarrassed: "I'm really sorry, this place in Xiahekou is very remote, and the people who come and go are rough people, and there is really no fine food." A few days ago, I was thinking about some new dishes, so I made a rough list, and I was still working on it. I'll bring you the menu, and you'll see what you have to say. ”

As he spoke, Shopkeeper Hu walked to the corner of the cabinet. took out a thin piece of paper from the drawer inside and handed it to Jun Qinglan.

"It doesn't matter." Jun Qinglan stretched out her hand to take it, and said with a smile: "The shopkeeper just goes to entertain the guests next to him, we don't need to wait." ”

Shopkeeper Hu said yes and slowly retreated.

Jun Qinglan put the menu on the table casually, took a spoon and put it into the spicy soup. I scooped a spoonful of it first, but I was not in a hurry to eat, I took a deep breath, and my face was full of satisfaction and comfort.

"It's the smell, it's been a long time." A spoonful of spicy soup was put into his stomach, and Jun Qinglan's expression changed. In the clear eyes, there seemed to be a sudden birth of mixed flavors of life, and the happy life of childhood came one after another, pouring into the heart like a tide.

The quiet needle drop in the room could be heard, Jun Qinglan closed her eyes, forced the complexity in her heart, and looked up, Li Congyao was still sitting upright, without half a change.

"Huh." Jun Qinglan Qi said: "Why don't you eat it?" I remember when you got up this morning, you didn't seem to have eaten, weren't you hungry? ”

Li Congyao only shook his head slightly.

Jun Qinglan glanced at the food on the table, and suddenly there was a hint in her eyes: "Childe is disgusted with these crude foods?" You don't have to worry about that. ”

Jun Qinglan smiled and said, "Let's not talk about the side dishes for the time being, this spicy soup is really a good thing." If you want to talk about it, there is a lot of history. ”

"Oh?" Li Congyao's voice raised slightly, and his phoenix eyes stared at Jun Qinglan for a moment.

"Childe, do you know what the royal in the spicy soup means?"

Li Congyao raised his eyebrows: "What you mean by Yu is not ......." ”

Seeing that he wanted to speak and stopped, Jun Qinglan knew that he had guessed. Nodding slowly, he said: "The reason why the spicy soup is stained with a royal character is precisely because it comes from the palace. In the early years, when Emperor Shengzu was conquering the world, he passed by Nanyang County, and when he was hungry, he accidentally drank a bowl of spicy soup, and was shocked by the deliciousness of it for a while, and he never forgot it since. When the world was decided, Emperor Shengzu invited the cook who made spicy soup into the palace, and then he learned that the cook was originally an imperial doctor of the previous dynasty, who had been committed to the study of combining diet and medicine all his life, and spicy soup was the thing he researched at that time. When the Holy Ancestor Emperor heard this, he was overjoyed, and because the Holy Ancestor Prince was free and sickly, he ordered the cook to study a diet suitable for the prince. After several attempts, he finally improved the spicy soup, and the Holy Ancestor Emperor gave the spicy soup the name of the spicy soup. This thing used to be a delicacy that could only be enjoyed in the palace. ”

Li Congyao was somewhat surprised by this: "There is still such a thing? ”

The origin of the royal spicy soup is so amazing, how could he, as the prince of Northern Xia, have never heard of it? Mo said that in the palace, even in the market, it seems that he has never heard the word spicy soup.

Li Congyao's voice fell to the ground, and Jun Qinglan's eyes darkened.

"The reason why the spicy soup is forgotten is not because of the disaster of Taihe? The spicy soup is a delicacy specially developed by the Holy Ancestor Emperor for the crown prince, and it is naturally loved by the abolished emperor. Later, when Yingzong entered the court, he naturally had a new atmosphere, and the spicy soup was completely extinct in the palace. However, my ancestors had a close relationship with the crown prince, so they were able to drink the soup from time to time, and by chance they came up with the recipe for the soup, which has since become a unique food in our family. ”

Li Congyao looked at the spicy soup and raised his eyebrows, although Jun Qinglan described this spicy soup as unique. But...... This appearance is still called him, and he can't say it.

"Don't underestimate this humble bowl of soup." Jun Qinglan lowered her head and looked at the dark brown and thick spicy soup in the bowl and said, "There are many medicinal herbs added to it, supplemented by delicious ingredients, and it takes several hours to boil the beef bone broth to complete, which takes a lot of effort. ”

She introduced it so hard, Li Congyao took a shallow taste. But when I felt that there was a special spicy smell in my mouth, I went straight to my nose, and I was about to raise my eyebrows, but the aftertaste changed to an incredible mellowness. At the same time, the nasal passages are unobstructed.

"This tastes ......."

"How?" Jun Qinglan smiled: "It's not bad." ”

Li Congyao didn't speak, and drank most of the spicy soup in the bowl, with jade-colored skin

A thin layer of red appeared on the skin, as if it was smeared with fine rouge, shining brightly.

Jun Qinglan was much faster than him, and a large bowl of spicy soup bottomed out in an instant.

"In this weather, I can drink a bowl of spicy soup, and I sweat all over my body, which is comfortable."

"You say ......." Li Congyao half-narrowed his eyes, and said in a slight voice: "There are many medicinal herbs added to this spicy soup? ”

"Of course." Jun Qinglan nodded inexplicably.

"Decompose the surface and dissolve dampness, generate heat and generate energy." Li Congyao suddenly got up: "Go to the store and immediately send all the spicy soup into the camp." ”

Jun Qinglan was slightly confused: "Why is this?" ”

Li Congyao didn't explain, only said the word cure lightly, but Jun Qinglan's heart moved when he heard it. The climate of Xiahekou and Yanjing is very different, and it is inevitable that you will be contaminated by the moisture of the river when you sleep in the wild. Most of the people in the camp were more or less infected with the wind chill. At this time, if you can sweat profusely, the symptoms will be naturally reduced. Is the spicy soup just right?

"Let's go."

Jun Qinglan got up and hurriedly walked towards the outside of the house. The speed of walking was slightly faster, and the curtain of the hut was very thick, and I didn't notice that the shopkeeper Hu was also coming from outside. The two of them collided together, and with a crisp sound, the plate held by the shopkeeper Hu fell to the ground and shattered. The vegetable soup on the plate was splashed on Jun Qinglan's shirt without pulling a drop.

"Oops." Shopkeeper Hu was taken aback: "I'm really sorry." ”

As he spoke, he went to find a cloth towel to wipe Jun Qinglan.

"It's okay, I'll do it myself." Jun Qinglan took the cloth towel from his hand, but he was not in a hurry to wipe it: "Buy all the spicy soup in your store from me today, quickly pack it, and I will pay for you later." ”

"Are there many people in the house?"

"There are many brothers in the caravan, all of whom are feeling a little cold today, and they need a bowl of spicy soup to sweat."

"It's not a coincidence, there aren't many spicy soups cooked today. Why don't you ask the guest to leave me an address and tell me the symptoms of the rest of the brothers. How about I remake a pot of spicy soup and deliver it to you myself? ”

Li Congyao half-narrowed his eyes, and suddenly opened his mouth: "Seeing is believing, so please ask the shopkeeper to go to the camp with us to see for yourself, and just boil the soup directly." ”

Jun Qinglan understood in her heart that Li Congyao was worried that the shopkeeper Hu would not be credible, and he was afraid that his whereabouts would be leaked, so he also tried his best to invite. Shopkeeper Hu is a warm-hearted person, and he promises to pack some necessary things. We made an appointment to meet at the front of the store later.

Only then did Jun Qinglan spare the effort to take a cloth towel to wipe the vegetable soup stained on the placket. Today, she wore a cotton robe made of fine arrowroot, the fabric was very crisp, and the color was not dark but extremely absorbent. A bowl of vegetable soup was splashed up, and it was sucked up in an instant, as if a splashed ink landscape was smeared at the front placket.

Jun Qinglan sighed unlucky, wet the cloth towel and wiped it slowly. The water-soaked kudzu cloth shrank slightly, and a dense layer of folds appeared, but the color of the vegetable soup was only slightly lighter, and it was of no use.

"No need to wipe it." Li Congyao said lightly: "It's dirty, just change it." ”

Duanwangfu still cares about a cotton robe?

Jun Qinglan's fingers suddenly froze, and when she raised her head, Li Congyao saw her full of horror.

"You ......."

Li Congyao opened his mouth, and saw Jun Qinglan throw away the cloth towel in his hand and grasp his fingers tightly. The woman's thin fingers were trembling slightly.

"Childe." Her voice was unsteady and she seemed to be a little excited: "Let's go back quickly!" ”