Han Chuan tried hard to recall, and the top four princes seemed to have been crowned kings after a New Year, and then they were divided into mansions, and the princes officially moved out of the palace when they became adults.

Xu's Qin Wangfu is in Houhai, which is the farthest from the imperial city, but the mansion is large, the terrain is flat, there are more than 70 rooms in the mansion and a courtyard, and the front yard is next to a particularly large lake.

No matter how unbearable the memories are, there is always a little bit of beauty.

Han Chuan remembered what Zhang said before he died.

Maybe it's because everyone looks at people and things from different angles and thinks differently, and the Xu Yi in Zhang's mouth has a deep affection for her, maintaining it everywhere, valuing it everywhere, and blessing it everywhere...

But who can teach her, who can tell her what it is like to love someone?

If Xu Yi really loves her, why doesn't she know?

Han Chuan pursed his lips, and instructed Latty to send Zhang Sanlang, who was dizzy and had been talking nonsense, to the British Mansion safely, heated a pot of hot water, moved out a huge wooden basin, mixed Chen Ai, ginger slices, and wolfberries in the hot water, soaked his feet comfortably, sweated a little, and his mood was much better, and he fell asleep as soon as he got on the pillow.

All night, I didn't have a dream.

The next night, Han Chuan deliberately paid attention to whether Zhang Saburo brought his friends to dinner again, and after paying attention to it for a long time and not seeing it, Han Chuan let go - no matter how much he loves to eat, such as Zhang Sanlang who entertains with friends and relatives who are not very familiar with him, he is not happy in the end!

I didn't see Zhang Sanlang, but I saw one of the sons and brothers who had dinner with him a few days ago.

Han Chuan smiled kindly at Xiao Langjun, "Why don't you have dinner alone today?" ”

Pei Qi saw that the beauty was smiling lightly, and he also laughed, "It's a person, it's just dark, let the little guy come and line up." ”

Pei Qi sat down, Han Chuan served a cup of tea, only to feel that this person's fingertips swept past her fingertips, Han Chuan quickly retracted his hand, and the smile on his face was closed, "There are one, two, three food stalls in the shop, and the dishes are matched by the children, if you have preferences, you can also inform them in advance, and the children should make adjustments accordingly." ”

There is still a beautiful magnolia fragrance on the fingertips.

Pei Qi was in a good mood, "The most expensive one." A pair of eyes with affection, meaning something, "Preference, the shopkeeper thinks it's good, and a certain must think it's good." ”

Han Chuan glanced at the person, answered yes, and went back to the stove house.

As soon as he returned to the stove house, Han Chuan rubbed his hands vigorously with the pancreas, washing all the temperature of his fingertips. After looking around, the ingredients in the stove house were stuffy, there was a ball of loaches in the water tank, Lati helped break the stomach and take out the internal organs, Han Chuan ruthlessly cleaned up a large basket of dried chili peppers and green peppercorns, first fried the loaches through dry powder until half-cooked, and then boiled oil in another pot, and added garlic granules, dried peppercorns, dried chili pepper segments, ginger slices, just these ingredients, it occupied a big pot!

The whole stove house was filled with a choking spicy smell.

Lati covered her nose, looked at her shopkeeper with a calm face, and silently took a small step back.

This must be a personal vendetta of the communiqué.

This spicy... But the spiciest Chaotian pepper he personally picked, the dried chili pepper that came out of the sun...

A plate of dry-fried chili peppers, oh no, dry-fried loaches are done.

Han Chuan rang the bell and indifferently let Xiao Shuang'er send it over.

I turned around and made other dishes, Mao Xuewang, pickled pepper double crispy, ginger duck noodles, tofu dipped in water and pulp...

Spicy is not the same as spicy.

The spicy of the dry loach is that the bitterness of the chili pepper is dispersed after air drying, leaving only the spicy taste and fragrance, the loach is just the carrier of spicy, and the spicy taste can be infinitely amplified in the mouth through the soft and rotten meat;

The spicy double crisp of pickled peppers is that the peppers have been pickled in salt water and time, some of them have become sour, and some of them have become spicy.

The spicy tofu dipped in water is hidden in a dry dish dipped in water, and the chili peppers are fired by the stove with a unique smoky and spicy taste, and the entrance time is very short, and it slides down the throat from the mouth to the stomach, and the chest and abdominal cavity will appear hot.

The essence of spiciness, is pain.

The spicier it is, the more painful it is, and the pain will eventually produce a sense of relief.

People who love spicy food are usually more aggressive, can afford to lose and win, and are also straightforward and cheerful.

Han Chuan looked at the white-faced Langjun across the stove house, and no matter how he looked at it, he didn't think that this Xiaolangjun was a master who loved spicy food.

The five tables were full, and gradually dispersed, Han Chuan smiled and brought a pot of tea to greet that Pei Qilang, "Did you eat well today?" ”

Pei Qiyi raised his head, his mouth was red a lot, and his eyes were full of tears.

Han Chuan held back a smile and handed over a cup of tea, "I told you earlier, if you have any preferences and taboos, you are polite." Say it's good, and you think it's good. ”

Han Chuan glanced at the dishes on the table as he spoke, and was a little surprised, this person had also eaten a fine light?

Han Chuan thought about it, but still explained, "The chili peppers these days are good and delicious, and the meals are mainly Sichuan cuisine..."

Pei Qi waved his hand, took out a small ingot of broken silver from his pocket and put it on the table, his mouth hurt so much that he couldn't open his mouth, so he waved his hand again and went out.

Han Chuan thought that this person would not come again.

Unbeknownst to him, the next day, he appeared at the restaurant again.

Xiao Shuang'er took the dish and sighed softly, "... This man is really persistent..."

When Han Chuan served tea, Pei Qi also swept the back of Han Chuan's hand with his fingertips as usual.

...

Han Chuan is about to be laughed at!

This man...

Is there something wrong!?

Han Chuan reflected on himself, could it be that he was sensitive? Is it just unintentional for someone to sweep the tip of her finger with her finger? Or is it someone else's habit?

Han Chuan deliberately asked Xiao Shuang'er to pay attention to whether he would clean it by hand when pouring tea.

Xiao Shuang'er came back with the teacup and shook her head blankly, "... No, it's far away, and I'm afraid I'm next to him. ”

Han Chun: ...

I don't know what to say anymore.

The whole spicy banquet didn't beat this Langjun's bad intentions, and he persevered to eat...

Han Chuan thought about it, rolled up his sleeves and picked up the kimchi jar that had been in the cellar for more than half a year, took the sour radish, sour cabbage, and sour cowpeas, and picked up another large vat, pinched his nose and took out a whole piece of sour bamboo shoots from it, and then asked Xiao Lati to go to the water tank in the backyard to pick up a small snail that he had just bought and spit out sand yesterday.

Heat the oil, stir-fry the ginger slices and minced garlic until fragrant, cut off the small snails with the tail cut off, beat three tablespoons of marinade and a small pot of clear soup that has been hanging, and boil the sour bamboo shoots, sour radish, and various spices.

Han Chuan poured the soup base into the copper pot and asked Xiao Shuang'er to serve it.

Xiao Shuang'er covered her nose and sniffed, and raised her head in disbelief, "The shopkeeper's... The man hated it... But don't you cook for him to eat..."