After taking the palace exam for a day, Fang Zhongyong, who returned to Yue Wenzhai by moonlight, was stunned by the scene in front of him as soon as he stepped into the backyard. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the messy backyard of Yue Wenzhai, there was no one in sight, and the desolate one was like a thief.

Ma Erya, whose face was wiped like a cat, suddenly came out from behind: "Brother Zhongyong, you're back-"

"Hmm." Fang Zhongyong rubbed his eyes, and then took a closer look at Ma Erya in front of him.

"What's the situation? What's going on? Fang Zhongyong asked while handing the inkstone that he had brought out of the palace to Ma Erya.

"For Erya?" Ma Erya looked at the beautifully carved inkstone in his hand, "Is this specially made for the Gongsheng?" That's great, thank you Brother Zhongyong. ”

When Ma Erya saw the gift, her eyes were shining, and she directly ignored Fang Zhongyong's question. Just as she was about to turn around and walk towards her room to place the inkstone, she suddenly reacted that Brother Zhongyong didn't know about moving.

So he turned his head, revealing two sweet and cute little tiger teeth, and smiled at Fang Zhongyong: "Brother Zhongyong, the house has almost moved, and Gongzi Chai bought two houses adjacent to Chenqiao Street for you and him." Today, he has settled his group of concubines. ”

As she spoke, she held the inkstone in one hand and Fang Zhongyong's arm with the other and said, "Er Ya has a lot of things, and before he moves it properly tonight, Brother Zhong Yong will accompany Er Ya to stay in this backyard for another night." Ming'er, we moved to Brother Zhongyong's Fang Mansion together. ”

"Well, it's good and powerful, and I don't think of myself as an outsider at all. 666" After hearing these words, Fang Zhongyong couldn't help but praise Ma Erya and Chai Lin for their lightning speed of moving.

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The night gradually got cold, Fang Zhongyong finished washing, returned to the room, and lay on the bed, but suddenly had unprecedented insomnia.

After some unsuccessful efforts to count the sheep, he found that he still could not sleep, so he simply got up in his clothes, lit an oil lamp, and groped his way to the kitchen.

What kind of late-night snack do you want in a slightly cold weather? Fang Zhongyong thought as he walked. When I passed by Ma Erya's house, I saw that the lights were still on inside, so I couldn't help knocking on the door.

Ma Erya opened the door, with a confused and slightly excited and shy smirk, and didn't say a word. Even the words "Brother Zhongyong" that are usually on the lips have been replaced by the eyes of.

Fang Zhongyong looked at her stupid look, and unconsciously gave her a touch to kill her, and said straightly: "What do you think." Are you hungry? Let's go get something to eat. ”

Ma Erya thought that Brother Zhongyong was going to do something, something or something, excited and timid, but found that he would be wrong and slightly disappointed.

But as soon as he heard the word "eat", his eyes lit up again, and he was resurrected with full blood. Nodding his head like a chicken pounding rice.

"Put on the thick clothes outside, and when it's cold at night, put them on before you come out." Fang Zhongyong said another word to Ma Erya.

Ma Erya said "um", with a red apple face, blinking her eyes, turned around and entered the door, wearing a short jacket embroidered with cartouche yarn of Hubi, with a horse-faced skirt, and a pair of red satin shoes on her feet.

The two of them relied on an oil lamp and the light of the moonlight to reach the kitchen in the dark. Looking around, fortunately, the things in the kitchen have not been moved.

The moonlight came in like water from the shadow of the window, and Ma Erya felt in her heart that once her brother Zhongyong and her two people stood in this kitchen, it would be really "the mountain is not high, and if there is a dragon, it will be very poetic".

"Erya, do you still have dried bean skin? Where to put it? Fang Zhongyong asked Ma Erya, rolled up his sleeves, and began to prepare to burn the pot.

"Yes," Ma Erya responded, taking out a stack of dried bean skin from the stone shelf on the west side of the stove.

"I'll light the fire, you go and soak the dried bean skin in water and let it spread slowly. Add a little wine, a little salty watercress, and marinate the bean skin for a while. Fang Zhongyong added water to the pot, and began to pull the bellows again, hula and boil the pot.

Ma Erya cooperated with the action with her hands and feet, and quickly marinated the bean skin.

The water in the pot was boiling. Fang Zhongyong shook Ma Erya's pickled bean skin into the hot water and blanched it, quickly fished it out, put it on the board, and cut it into the shape of one by one with a kitchen knife.

Then restart the pot, add a little grease to it, and when the oil melts, throw the bean skin into it, and the sound of frying is full of heat and flickering, and it is full of scattered in the kitchen.

Not long after, the bean skin is fried golden.

Fang Zhongyong quickly scooped up the bean skin with his hands and feet. Put it on a plate to dry, and then, stir-fry traditional Chinese spices such as bean paste and peppercorns, with a little wine, a little sugar, and a little soy sauce until it boils.

When the fragrance filled the kitchen stove, Fang Zhongyong neatly picked up the plate, poured the bean skin into the fried pot, covered the pot, and simmered for a while.

With the smell of fragrant incense, the golden and crispy bean skin was scooped up.

Ma Erya had already taken a pair of chopsticks, her head stretched out like a giraffe, and she looked like she wanted to eat. Directly from the plate in Fang Zhongyong's hand, he took one to eat, chewed it, chewed it again, "It's delicious, it's so strong, Brother Zhongyong, what is this?" ”

Ma Erya asked, and went to pick another one, this time, she directly fed the food to Fang Zhongyong's mouth.

Fang Zhongyong chewed and ate it, and then replied: "This is a spicy strip, it's a pity, there are no chili peppers now, only Sichuan peppercorns, these condiments, the taste is not perfect, eighty points." ”

Ma Erya looked at him suspiciously, then looked at the peppercorns on the board, and said suspiciously: "Isn't this a chili pepper?" ”

Fang Zhongyong smoked a pair of chopsticks and ate it, while shaking his head: "No, no, no, this chili pepper is not another chili pepper." ”

He naturally understood in his heart that Ma Erya was a native of the Great Song Dynasty, and the chili pepper in his colloquial language refers to this traditional seasoning crop in China since ancient times - Sichuan pepper, and the chili pepper in his mouth refers to the seasoning crop that was introduced to China in the Ming Dynasty and originated in the Americas.

Fortunately, Ma Erya has put his limited spirit into the unlimited foodie business, but he doesn't care about these, but talks about another thing while eating:

"Brother Zhongyong, those scholars all say, 'A gentleman cooks far away', only Brother Zhongyong likes to cook in person."

Fang Zhongyong smiled a little awkwardly, and was about to speak back. But I heard Ma Erya say the second sentence after this sentence - where her real purpose is:

"Brother Zhongyong, over there in Fanlou, twelve hours of day and night, beautiful singers, food is on call, why don't we go directly to Fanlou for supper next time, and celebrate it."

Fan Lou is the most prosperous hotel among the 72 "main stores" registered in Bianjing. Historical records record that "more than 1,000 people drink disciples", and it is also the highest landmark building in Bianjing City.

The so-called "Zhengdian" refers to the large hotel in the city of the Song Dynasty that has the right to brew wine. Correspondingly, it is called "foot shop", which refers to a hotel that does not have the right to brew sake and needs to wholesale liquor from the main store; There is also a type called "poto", which refers to small retail hotels.

Fang Zhongyong thought about it for a while, took a look at Ma Erya's expectant look, and after finishing the palace exam, he also felt that it was good to be relaxed, so he simply put down the spicy strips, and smiled at Ma Erya: "Let's go, it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, why don't you go now?" ”

Ma Erya was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly wrapped up all the remaining spicy strips and took them with her, walking all the way, eating all the way, eating with two little hands and Wangcai's paws.

Ma Erya, who has both fish and bear's paws, naturally praised Brother Zhongyong's "spicy strips", however, it was also extremely urgent to see the curiosity of those beautiful women in Fanlou.