Chapter 70: Different and Drum Flutes
Qin Xin took the lacquer plate, thanked him and returned to the room. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Zuo Ling sat on the edge of the bed and wiped her long hair, she had already put on the fire clothes he had picked, the most basic top and bottom, and a jade blue coat on the outside, there were no other accessories, simple and elegant, lined with her red hair and burning eyes, the usual coldness softened a lot.
Qin Xin picked up a jade dew ball in the lacquer plate and swallowed it in two mouthfuls.
"Hmm...... Delicious. ”
The gyokuro ball quickly crumbles into gritty particles between the teeth, making the tip of the tongue feel a strange tingling, and there is no time to feel it, the grit has melted into a light but mellow milky aroma, which can not be removed in the mouth, this soft and elegant taste comes from the fine caster sugar and light cream, but if it is not just the right baking by the dim sum chef, it will not be able to fully bring out the characteristics of high-quality raw materials.
It turned out to be a carved soufflé, and Qin Xin picked up an emerald green "little hedgehog" to look at it.
The shape and color of this are imitations of Gyokuro, a genus of the genus Haworthia of the family Agave family.
Gyokuro is a common succulent potted plant, with small plants and crystal leaf colors, which are loved by many girls because of their cute appearance.
The texture of the soufflé is hard, even if it is dyed green after carving, it does not show the softness and roundness of the gyokuro skin, but looks like a small emerald green hedgehog, so Qin Xin did not think of it at the first time.
Qin Xin handed the lacquer plate for the dim sum to Zuo Ling.
"Look at your expression, is it sweet?"
"Very fresh and sweet, by the way, you don't like sweets very much...... Belch. ”
Qin Xin was just about to take back the lacquer plate, but Zuo Ling gave him a blank look, picked up a piece of jade dew and threw it into his mouth.
"Not bad." Zuo Ling tilted his head.
"Set off in five minutes, there's no need to waste time on the waste firewood."
"Yes, yes." Qin Xin tossed the green hedgehog on his fingertips and agreed with a smile.
I think it's delicious, and my dad will like it too, so buy some and bring it with you when you go back.
At the door of the hotel, receiving the oil-paper umbrella sent by the proprietress Yi Qin, Qin Xin and Zuo Ling walked into the Changqi Mountains and Wilderness, where it was snowing lightly.
Seeing the backs of the two holding umbrellas side by side, Yi Qin suddenly shivered as if he had been electrified.
"He doesn't look like Qin Ye at all." Ise kept the quiet road, and the old man put down the dry tobacco pouch, and the blue smoke rose slowly.
"Uncle...... Can you send me an email before you approach like this? Yi Qin rubbed his eyebrows and complained, "It's scary, it's just like Yi Che's dead little ghost." ”
"Ha, sorry, sorry." Isemoru replied casually, but his mind was still among the young people he had seen recently.
Qin Xin, Gao Ling, Du Tang, Long Ming, Luo Xuan......
It's not surprising that the new generation is very different from my parents' grandparents, and even my grandson doesn't look like me at all.
Walking slowly along the mountain road, you can occasionally see lilting foxes and chipmunks crossing the road, glancing curiously at the young men and women on the road, and then quickly running into the bushes not far from the road.
Qin Xin held a paper umbrella, and nothing was found in the butterfly disaster detector worn in his left eye, and all kinds of data with unknown meanings were almost motionless.
Using the mountain road as the vein, looking for the butterfly disaster nearby from top to bottom, time passed quickly, but his and Zuo Ling's actions have been fruitless. As the altitude dropped, there were dwellings on both sides of the mountain road, and the town, shaped like a chessboard, seemed to be not far away, and after a while, the road naturally merged into the streets on the edge of the town, and street lamps and telephone poles gradually replaced the snow-covered shrubs.
At this time, it was past dusk, the blue sky was stained with the smell of cooking smoke, turned a small road, Qin Xin and Zuo Ling walked into the scattered houses, the strangers in the alley were as quiet as flowing water, the street lights on the side of the road were dim and soft, Qin Xin took Zuo Ling's hand and walked down the steps.
In the cold air, the sound of the festival drums was heard.
The two turned around the corner and suddenly opened up, only to see lights in the distance, and the night sky reflected red.
"Let's go! The Bear Wilderness Festival is about to begin! "In the narrow streets, the children screamed and ran into the distance.