Xiao Qinglang asked people to rent a house in the east of the city, even if they added guards and carriages, they didn't feel how crowded. Now, there are three rooms with inner rooms, three rows side by side, and a kitchen and study, which are really complete.

Because there were guards who worked with Aunt Chu to clean up, and Xu Chuben was not a pampered person who was not proficient in housework, so in just half an hour, the group placed the things on the carriage.

I don't know if Xiao Qinglang asked people to prepare things for the New Year in advance, or if it was given by the owner of the previous house. In the hall of the house, there are many red lanterns and festive couplets, and even some red silk cloth.

At this time, the twilight was deep, and Xu Chu thought that everyone was just hurriedly making up for it at Yamen in the evening, plus tonight was Chinese New Year's Eve and should be observed. simply beckoned everyone to decorate it, and he pulled Aunt Chu to make some food.

It's also thanks to Xiao Qinglang who brought the guards with him, and now he is hanging lanterns and pasting couplets, and the manpower is enough.

Xiao Qinglang saw that Xu Chu intended to go to the kitchen, and suddenly remembered that when she chased after Xu's house, she seemed to be cooking at that time. Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook slightly, and the smile in his eyes was thick, with gentleness and comfort, which made people inexplicably relaxed.

He was just about to step forward to ask if he wanted to take his own hand, when he saw Xiao Mingzhu coming over heartlessly, and when he heard Xu Chu say that he wanted to cook, he immediately patted his chest happily and said, "Sister Chu, I will make dumplings." ”

Xiao Qinglang rubbed the hanging cuffs and said indifferently: "Mingzhu, I remember that the dumplings you made last year made your father eat a piece of his nails, and also made your mother have abdominal pain all night. On Chinese New Year's Eve, the whole family almost alarmed your grandmother. ”

His words were a little funny, as if they were inadvertent, but they made Xu Chu's heart stir, and then he looked at Xiao Mingzhu who was muttering. This girl, so powerful at that time?

Xiao Qinglang stood there with a faint expression, so that people could not see any displeasure or emotion. However, Xu Chu always felt that he deliberately demolished the stage when he said this, as for why, was he worried about what Xiao Mingzhu would do again?

However, safety is paramount, she thought about it a little, and moved a few steps to Xiao Qinglang's side, so as not to be dragged by Xiao Mingzhu and coquettish.

Xiao Mingzhu was poked in pain, and just as he was about to refute, he met the meaningful eyes of his third uncle. The meaning that was invisibly revealed made her scalp tighten and she unconsciously shrank her neck.

Sure enough, what Sister Chu said was very right, the cold face of the third uncle was really scary. Even if she has watched it for so many years, she doesn't dare to be presumptuous.

She pursed her lips aggrievedly, and said angrily: "Then I can't burn the fire." ”

"Are you sure you won't burn down the house?" Xiao Qinglang looked sideways, looked at her, sighed and said, "Didn't you learn the tea ceremony from the tea master, it just so happened that I got some good tea a few days ago, why don't you just make a pot of tea." ”

After getting the arrangement, Xiao Mingzhu didn't pester Xu Chu anymore, and spontaneously went to get busy.

And Xu Chu, who was quiet, did not delay, washed his hands and began to clean up the vegetables and meat that had already been placed in the kitchen. Of course, Aunt Chu was not idle, she quickly chopped her washed meat into meat filling, and then added green onions, ginger and garlic to taste, just waiting for a while to make dishes.

Just like Wei Guangyi, who was a guard, because he couldn't help in the kitchen, he simply chopped wood and fetched water, and he was also busy. Since they followed the prince, they don't seem to have spent the New Year so comfortably and lively.

Almost every time, he stayed around the palace, waiting or following the prince into the palace, and then escorting the prince back to the palace. Xu is that there is no hostess in the palace, or maybe there is no one to Zhang Luo, so even if the prince will let people send blessings, the whole palace is still deserted.

Now in a foreign country, in a small house, the sound of chopping meat in the kitchen is parked, which makes people feel a little warm and warm.

The courtyard is particularly festively decorated, with lanterns swaying, and the lights all over the eaves illuminate the courtyard inside and outside as bright as day. Even at the door of the kitchen, two small lanterns are hung to make the small room shine.

A burst of cold poured in, mixed with the scent of green bamboo, which made Xu Chu blink, and sighed that Aunt Chu's medicinal bath really worked. However, before she could come back to her senses, she saw a slender and white hand pass over her, and she picked up the green onion that had not been removed on one side of the board.

Then, there was a sound of rustling, and I saw the man's thumb and forefinger move slightly, peeling off the white onion. The knuckled fingers are not inferior to the white onions, and one is white and the other is as pleasing to the eye.

Xu Chu was stunned for a moment, and looked blankly at Xiao Qinglang who suddenly appeared in the kitchen. Didn't you say that the gentleman stayed away from the kitchen? Why did he come over so calmly and without any unusual moves?

At this time, Xiao Qinglang was dressed in regular clothes, and after taking off the wide fox fur, only a simple black brocade robe remained. There is not the slightest gorgeous fancy, only the auspicious clouds embroidered with silver filigree dark lines loom under the lights.

But even if it is just that, he is still noble and extraordinary.

Xu Chu blinked, looked at the hands that took the garlic again, and suddenly felt that if the onion and garlic were conscious, he would probably feel happy.

Aunt Chu, who was sitting by the stove washing vegetables, smiled when she saw the tacit understanding between the two. Who has never been young, even if she is alone now, but she has also had a youthful heartbeat in her heart.

Now, how could she not see the kind of affection between her prince and Xu Chu? Thinking of this, she informed Xu Chu, and then took a basin of warm water and ran outside the kitchen to wash the vegetables, leaving only Xiao Qinglang who was squatting on the ground to burn the fire and Xu Chu who was brushing the pot and preparing the dishes.

Xiao Qinglang was just about to say something, when she saw Xiao Mingzhu rushing over with a fan to fan the flames, she didn't care about the warmth between the two people in the kitchen, but directly pulled Xu Chu's sleeve and asked, "Sister Chu's tea, do you want to put sugar or salt?" ”

Tea saint Lu Yu once said in the "Book of Tea" that "the first boiling,...... Adjust it to salt to taste ......", so the contemporary literati Yashiduo would use salt to boil tea and then flavor it. It is said that one is to reduce the bitterness and astringency of tea, and the other is to neutralize certain substances in tea so as not to hurt the body. However, Xu Chu is not used to that way of drinking, she always feels that the practice of adding salt and onions, ginger and garlic is only available when the ancients used tea as food to eat.

Nowadays, the development of tea art has long been much more advanced than that of the ancients, and only the fragrant tea rhyme of tea is enough for people to taste, so why bother with their tongues.

She looked at Xiao Mingzhu, who was full of interest and wanted her to try salt-boiled tea, so she had to cough dryly and said, "Mingzhu, if you add salt, it is better to add some milk to the tea and cook it into the milk tea that the children of the grassland often drink." ”

This guidance took a lot of energy.

Xiao Qinglang saw that Xiao Mingzhu was still chattering, and he didn't have a chance to say a word to Xu Chu at all, and his handsome face couldn't help but sink a little. It seems that after the year, I have to let Hua Wuzhi come to visit, as for the so-called Quartet dowry, it's a big deal that he can help find it.

To be honest, although Xu Chu can cook, most of them are just home-cooked stir-fries and the like. After all, whether in her previous life or in this life, she had never studied it specifically, and she didn't even recognize many ingredients in front of her.

However, she is not inferior to herself, she has a specialization in the art industry, since she is a full-time autopsy. Cooking is nothing more than satisfying yourself, and you can also go to the market to buy a pancake or eat a bowl of wontons.

While thinking about it, she scooped out the solidified lard and put it in the pot. Then, a whole plate of peanuts went down, and with a crackling sound in the air, the fragrance of peanuts gradually diffused.

The crispy peanuts came out of the pot, and a thin layer of salt grains was stirred, and the bright and fragrant fragrance made Xu Chu very satisfied. She grabbed a pair of chopsticks, as if she was at home, squinted and bent down to hand them to Xiao Qinglang's mouth, and said with a smile: "Taste how it tastes." ”

It was only when Xiao Qinglang raised her head that she suddenly reacted that it was not her father who helped her light the fire now. Her hand froze, and her expression was a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, Xiao Qinglang did not show any surprised expression, but ate the peanut from the goodness.

"The heat is just right, crispy and not greasy, and it tastes good." Regarding the praise of Xu Chu, Xiao Qinglang has always been stingy.

On the contrary, Xu Chu, who came back to his senses, relaxed, and when he saw him like this, he couldn't help laughing, "All the food from your mouth is attractive enough." ”

Just like the cheeky noodles and offal soup he once commented, aren't they all like the food column?

When Xiao Qinglang heard this, he smiled and said, "I'll just take this as a compliment." After a pause, he filled the broken firewood in his hand into the stove, got up and put his hands around his chest and said, "If you want to hear it, there are naturally a hundred flavors." With clear, fresh, crispy, tender and long palace chicken breast, the soup is rich and vigorous, the material is elegant and soft, and the Buddha jumps over the wall...... There is also a sweet and delicious Bergamot Guanyin lotus with shrimp, fish, ham, dried shrimp and salted egg yolk......"

With his explanation, Xu Chu only felt that he was getting more and more hungry. She rolled her eyes and said, "Childe, don't say it again, if I keep talking, I'm not sure if there will be more spices in tonight's dishes." ”

Xiao Qinglang raised his eyebrows and said slowly: "If you want to eat, when you go back in the future, I will ask someone to make you a table." ”

"That has to be decided, and the son can't be stingy in the future."

The stir-frying action in Xu Chu's hand made her feel at home, which made her feel relaxed when she had always been cautious. I remember that on Chinese New Year's Eve, I would often stir-fry a few side dishes, fry a plate of peanuts, and then accompany my father to have a few bites.

Even at this time, she still suddenly felt that everything was still business as usual.

She fried a green onion and white egg, and finally stewed some pig-killing vegetables and pasted a few pieces of cake. The rest of the dishes, which seemed to be precious, really stumped her.