The July fire, the power of the hot summer, seems to have faded a lot overnight.

Even if you walk on a sunny day at the beginning of Shen, you no longer feel the heat wave on your face.

Yao Huan was on the way from the Bianhe River to Fushunfang, and his eyes were not enough.

Whether it is by the river or on the street, the stalls of small traders and vendors are full of all kinds of good things related to Qixi Festival.

Silver needle color line, as long as you buy, you will get an extra white and tender lotus root.

As long as you buy it, you will get an extra set of satin shirts.

Large and small melons and fruits, but all of them are round and thick, and they are carved with various paper-cut patterns, which are many times more delicate and interesting than the jack-o-lanterns of Western Halloween in later generations.

There are also ducks, mandarin ducks, turtles made of yellow wax melted into molds, lotus lanterns made of pink silk, and miniature bonsai made of millet seedlings, mung bean seedlings and small stone houses......

Yao Huan saw such a scene with his own eyes, and became more and more aware that the Qixi Festival was originally a begging festival, and the psychological origin of people's rituals was to seek skillful skills from the Weaver Girl. Therefore, the most popular objects in the market are used for women and dolls to play in the courtyard, or to worship the moon and put lanterns on the river.

In later generations, the Qixi Festival was attached to the Oriental Valentine's Day, with chocolates, jewelry, and roses dyed dark blue and green monkey buttocks and pink like the color of killing Matt's poison, bombarded indiscriminately, and had nothing to do with the word Qiqiao.

Yao Huan sighed, too, in modern society, most of the material production activities are replaced by machinery, and even sweeping and cooking have robots, who cares if they have the fingertip kung fu to thread the needle and lead the needle in the moonlight?

Turning into the alley deep in Fushunfang and walking to a small house with green tiles, Yao Huan heard the sound of Langlang reading from the wall.

The one who came to open the door was still Mr. Shao's maid Ye Rou.

When Yao Huan officially sent Yao Ruzhou to school ten days ago, he dealt with Ye Rou.

Eighteen-year-old Yao Huan in this life, after all, she has the experience of reading people at the age of thirty in her previous life, and she intuitively feels that Ye Rou is a little eccentric - although Zhang Luo is diligent and thoughtful in treating customers, she has an elegance and arrogance that is not commensurate with the little slave girl.

Ye Rou's age looks slightly older than Yao Huan, and an adoptive mother who is almost twenty years old still stays in the main family, unless she is matched with a small servant at home.

Mr. Shao also introduced Ye Rou's man, Lu Gang, to the parents of the children. There Lang Fang has a small face, his appearance is not good, but like Ye Rou, there is also a polite sense of distance between his words.

Yao Huan then thought about it, the male servants and maids all follow the temperament of the master's family, Mr. Shao is like a green bamboo, and his little servants and adoptive mothers are not vulgar fans, but it makes sense.

When the child is handed over to the kindergarten, in addition to the head teacher, the relationship with other people must also be taken care of.

Yao Huan understood this from the discussions of her colleagues in her previous life, so today coincides with the Qixi Festival, and she is also prepared.

She handed Ye Rou a gift and said gently: "I just passed by the hoodie shop, and when I saw that this begging color line box was interesting, I brought you one." ”

Ye Rou bent her knees lightly, and said, "Yao Niangzi bother, this silk thread is so beautiful", took the box, let Yao Huan sit on the stone bench in the courtyard, and retreated to pour tea.

Yao Huan looked at the big house in the east that was used as a classroom, and through the window grille, he could see the children's heads shaking in small buns.

"Benevolence, the human heart also; Righteousness, human road also. Abandon their way and let go of their hearts, and don't know what to ask, alas! If a person has a chicken and a dog to release, he will know how to ask for it; There is peace of mind but do not know what to ask. There is no other way of learning, just ask for his rest assured. ”

Yao Huan listened with his ears pricked up and recognized that the children were reading the treatise on good and evil in human nature in Mencius.

She was all too familiar with this paragraph.

Because in the previous life, that person, he always thought that she only read history and did not read the scriptures, so he took Mencius's "The way of learning has nothing else, just ask her to rest assured" to test her and ask her what she meant.

She was making duck stewed rice with sausage and bacon sauce at the time, and she didn't even want to blurt out: "That is, you must be rigorous in your studies, such as reading historical materials, and you must read the history of letters to rest assured." ”

He triumphantly recited the first few sentences, laughing at her for lacking the basic foundation of the Four Books and the Five Classics, and she didn't even know that Mencius relied on the theory of human nature to eat.

Yao Huan often carries out self-release education, but emotional injuries can really hurt three lives, recalling this paragraph at this moment, he still can't help but be full of ridicule in his heart: what about skillfully reciting benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith, full of benevolence and morality, and a belly of ......

"Mrs. Yao, this is the gentleman's order, to borrow your book."

Ye Rou, who walked to the front with tea, pulled Yao Huan back from the fugue past.

On the wooden plate, in addition to a bowl of blue soup and tea, there is also a thin booklet.

"Lin's Cuisine".

Yao Huan picked up the book and looked through it carefully.

Suddenly, I heard Ye Rou call "sir".

She hurriedly looked up, and was bumped into a smiling star.

This Mr. Shao, why is there no sound when he walks!

"Mrs. Yao, the day before yesterday, when you came and asked about vegetarian dishes, the book I said could be used for reference, this is this. You take it back and read it slowly, and don't rush it back. ”

Yao Huan said: "Lin Kui, is Lin Hejing, who lives in seclusion in the lonely mountain of Hangzhou, and has a plum wife and crane?" ”

Shao Qing bowed: "It's him." The crowd shook off the solitary beauty and occupied the small garden. ”

Yao Huan connected: "The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon." ”

Shao Qing smiled approvingly.

Yao Huan said secretly, don't like it, compared with your scholarly Mr. Shao, I am really illiterate.

Lin Hermit's poem, I will only have such a sentence, or because of this sentence, the sullen charm of writing plum blossoms is too well written, and it has become a compulsory focus of the language examination in later generations, so I will memorize it, and I will know this person.

Unexpectedly, yes, the big hermit who broke off the roots of the dust turned out to be a foodie.

Or it can be understood in this way, any religious beliefs, political differences, literary criticism, and those who have been born and entered the WTO are all floating clouds. Food, only the love of food, is universal, as natural and eternal as the change of seasons.

Foodies are good, cultured foodies are better. Lin Da Hermit can use his pen to record those wonderful recipes and practical cooking experience for the benefit of future generations of foodies, what a great act of virtue!

Shao Qing lifted the corners of his robe, sat at the stone table, and asked Yao Huan to get back the "Lin's Cuisine", turned to a page, and said slowly: "Do you remember, that day you made chicken juice cold tao, I said that the toppings can also be used in the mountain family three crisps, and the source is here." According to Mr. He Jing's memory, this is a child of the Heavenly Family, because his parents like to eat fresh vegetarian food, so he went to pick young bamboo shoots, wild mushrooms and wolfberry heads, blanched in water, mixed with sesame oil, salt, vinegar and pepper to eat. ”

Flip to another page: "It's also interesting to look at this vegetarian duck again." It turned out to be a gourd that was cut, filled with diced eggplant and watercress, drizzled with soy sauce, and steamed through high heat in the upper drawer. I've tried this method, and it does taste a bit like braised duck meat, if you put some glutinous rice and red beans in it, it would be better. ”

Then turn to a page: "And this plum cake, the most suitable for summer and autumn ......"

Shao Qing spoke with great interest, and Yao Huan listened attentively.

Ye Rou on the side, the irritability in her heart became more and more distinct.

She only came to Kaifeng City in the early summer of this year and joined the team in place of her sister.

Lu Gang once vaguely mentioned that Shao Qing might have married a southerner as a wife in Kaifeng City, but unfortunately there was no fate.

On the first day that Yao Ruzhou, a newly accepted child from the private school, was sent by his eldest sister, Ye Rou secretly asked Lu Gang because she had observed some details, but this Mrs. Yao wanted to marry. Lu Gang was noncommittal, and only said coldly, "If you really want to know, just ask Mr."

Watching the conversations between Shao and Yao in the next few days has made Ye Rou believe that it is her.

Lang Jun, who swore to die for himself in the Song and Xia Wars, kept the festival, but he was so unshy about talking with his husband that he was like a confidant.

The women of the Southern Dynasties, as expected, are pretentious in love, and they want to be caught and indulged, which is annoying.

Gradually, Ye Rou's anger transformed into a complex emotion intertwined with unwillingness and loneliness.

The tone in which Shao Qing spoke to this woman, the speed of his speech, his slightly leaning forward sitting posture, and the gaze that quickly glanced at her and then withdrew his gaze all showed the man's mood at this time.

That kind of cautious and secretly joyful appearance was something Ye Rou had never seen before.

It also stung her deeply.