The brisk carriage travels on the small road on the outskirts of the city, the road surface is very smooth, the plain soil is compacted and the gravel layer is half a finger deep, so that even if the rain is pouring, the road conditions will not be muddy and difficult to walk. On the side of the road are a row of maple trees, at this time the autumn breeze is getting cooler, and the maple leaves have begun to change color, some are still half green, and some are already full of fiery red. The colorful paths are particularly poetic under the clean and crisp sky.

Feng Chime stretched out his hand out of the glass window of the carriage, scooped up a maple leaf, took it back, and immediately said in surprise: "Childe, this leaf is half green and half fiery red, it's really strange!" Childe smiled slightly: "What's so strange about this, it's not just leaves, people are not often black and white!" "Then am I black or white?" asked curiously. "But you are red" "Why are others black and white, but I am really red?" "Have you ever seen apples in black and white, not all of them are red. Childe replied with a smile. Xichao covered his mouth and snickered, Ling'er was stunned, and then realized that the son was laughing at his round face again, and suddenly pouted, and no longer paid attention to the hateful stinky son.

The road was smooth but not in a hurry, and slowly passed through the maple forest path, and a clear river was seen. The small river is only more than two zhang wide, and the blue pebbles at the bottom of the river reflect the blue of the water, like a hundred years of wine stored in the cellar, so it has the reputation of "Yuli River", of course, this is only the elegant name of those literati in the academy, but the common people nearby call it the old cow river. There is a wooden flat bridge on the Laoniu River, the bridge board is only a few feet above the water surface, and the thin moss climbs all over the bridge railings on both sides, and it looks like fresh grass is woven from a distance. The carriage crossed the small bridge, traveled along the river for another tea time, and then skirted a dense woods, and suddenly the eyes were clear. Under the blue clear sky is the clear blue water, and the warm autumn sun dispels the water vapor that surrounds the lake, making the lake water shine like a mirror.

Horse-drawn carriages came along the river, and the Yuli River flowed into Jingpo Lake, and the horse-drawn carriages also traveled to the shore of the lake. It's not off the beaten track, but it's bustling. Surrounding the shore of the lake, a small street has become quite large-scale, and most of the restaurants built near the lake are restaurants, and there are also bookstores and chess clubs, where most of the students of the academy like to gather and meet friends. The carriage passed through the archway with the words "Back Street of the Academy" written at the entrance of the street, and turned right into the parking place. The back street of the academy is forbidden to run horses, so there is a stop for visitors to tie their horses to park, and the word "stop the public opinion" is intercepted from the chess game "stop the public opinion to be crossed", and it is the vassal elegance of the academy scholars.

Childe got out of the car, no one needed to help, the bamboo cane touched the ground, stepped down, the whole clothes, relaxed and freehand. The wind chimes jumped out of the carriage long before the son, and the court lifted the skirt lightly and fell. The three of them walked more than 100 steps and stopped in front of a restaurant. The face of the small shop is new, and the vertical hollow shop sign is the word "self-food shop", and the pine grain is clearly visible through the oil surface of the new paint, which seems to have just opened.

As soon as you enter the door, the hustle and bustle of diners and the misty fresh fragrance and heat are blowing in your face, and there are 16 square tables in the lobby on the first floor, and the wooden hollow partition screen blocks the diners' gourmets, but they can't hide the competition to invite cups and lamps.

Childe seemed to be familiar with the door, and without being greeted, he went directly to the second floor, which was slightly smaller in area, with only four round tables, and the hollow partition wall between the tables was embedded with tulle, and it became four independent private rooms.

I chose one at random, and after sitting down, I drank a cup of warm tea and rested, and the son rolled up the sleeves of his robe, slapped the table, and shouted: "Little Er, come and see the guests." Mandarin duck shabu-shabu is a furnace, in which the oil pot is more spicy and spicy, and the clear pot is less salt and more ginger. In addition, two catties of fat sheep's back mixed meat, one catty of fine meat on the hind legs, a fresh fish in autumn water, a basket of vegetables and fruits, a pot of sour plum sake, by the way, a cutting board, a kitchen knife. ”

Xi Chao pursed his lips and snickered, a running hall Xiao Si ran up and down with a need for ingredients and utensils, and after entering the door, he set up a stove to burn charcoal, warm the pot and boil the soup, while complaining with a wry smile: "Master Meng, don't you shout this voice every time you come, we are all clear about your food, and we will prepare it as soon as you enter the door, you will order it again, it will take your strength, and it will also scare our hearts and livers." Xi Chao finally giggled, but Childe was quite unimpressed, and while washing his hands and knives, he complained: "Relying on long-windedness, if you don't shout in your voice, how can you eat refreshingly! Hurry up, don't bother me again!" Feng Chime wiped his saliva, and also echoed the "shout": "Yes, yes, go get busy! Girl, I don't have enough to eat and call you!"

Xiao Er withdrew stupidly, and Childe took out the knife carefully.

First of all, the wicker back of six points fat and three points thin, under the childe's kitchen knife, it has become a real thin willow leaf, and the red and white tendons are like a series of stretched leaf veins, like a thin veil on a hollow screen, and the light can be seen through the front and back.

The second is the fresh fish in the autumn water fed with aquatic herbs in Jingpo Lake, the scales and internal organs have been cleaned, under the oblique blade, the fish skin accounts for one point, the fish oil accounts for two points, and the fish meat has seven points, which is also as thin as cicada wings.

Finally, the lean and thin back meat is cut into strips instead of thin slices, and then quickly beaten with the back of a knife to loosen the texture, and finally turned into oval patties and plated.

said it carefully, in fact, it was just a blink of an eye, and the son finished changing the knife. The child's hand is steady, the knife is fast, the strength is enough, the strength is strong, the fingers are dancing like butterflies, the shadow of the knife is like the morning light, the shabu soup has not yet boiled, and the dry meat has been prepared.

Feng Chimes stared at the soup with blank eyes, fanned the charcoal fire with the palm of his hand from time to time, and turned a deaf ear to the warning of "be careful to burn your hands", and sure enough, after a while, she was burned to her fingertips by the gradually hot copper pot, and quickly pinched her ears and lips, and for a while "Ahhh

The center of the shabu-shabu finally made a splash, and the wind chimes cheered, raising chopsticks, sandwiching meat, and putting it into the pot, which was really faster than the thousand Buddha leaf twisting hands of the two old monks of the Red Lotus Temple.

The meat slices cut by the son are too thin, rolled on the chopsticks and gently rolled in the boiling soup to get seven minutes cooked, and then wrapped in the secret dipping sauce of the shop. Even Xichao, who usually swallows a small bite, was a little anxious to eat, and almost burned his tongue.

Childe shouted heroically, cut to the fullest, but did not eat much. A slice of fresh fish, half a glass of sake, a slice of fat sheep, a glass of sake, a slice of meatloaf, two cups of sake, and a three-leaf green vegetable, no sake. A small pot of green plum wine in total, but about a dozen cups, during which the greedy bell asked for a cup, forced to drink half a cup, and the rest of the sake was already in the stomach, and the son put down the chopsticks.

The oil in the pot is rolling, the room is steaming, the tip of the bell's nose and the ears and temples of the cherished dynasty are drenched with fine beads of sweat, the son got up and pushed open the window, and the autumn mood hit the stuffy head with a slightly cold water vapor, so unpleasant!

Unlike the bottomless pit in the belly of the wind chimes, the amount of food in the dynasty is very small, and at this time I also put down the chopsticks to breathe by the window. But after all, he was thin and weak, and his hot body was stirred by the cool breeze, and he couldn't help but shiver! Childe moved half a step to the left, blocking the half window in front of Xi Chao, and Xi Chao smiled sweetly, but he didn't know that her delicate face was embellished with slightly oily red lips.

Outside the window is Jingpo Lake, a small shop built on the lake, with the second floor jutting out of the lakeshore, and the cashmere blanket spread on the ground can be seen sparkling through the cracks in the wooden floor. Jingbo Lake is famous for its delicate and abundant abundance, the clear water, white stone, red bird, green shade can enter the poem into the painting, the fat fish jumping shrimp, the old mussel and the tender lotus root can enter the stomach, such a gifted place, it is indeed able to withstand the romantic lyrics on the Wen Lou, and it can also support the fishing song in the boat.

Childe also likes Jingpo Lake, especially the lake breeze that is getting hard and cold in autumn, like the coldness of a heroic woman's thrush after gently raising the corners of her eyes after entering her sideburns, the chill is shocking, from the pores of the body to invade the skin and cleanse the inner abdomen, so after washing, the joy has become dull, and the sorrow has become thin. Childe faced the lake breeze, squinted slightly, and looked at the blue tiles and white walls on the opposite shore of the lake, which was the academy.

"Is Childe still worried about being promoted to teacher?" "It's a bit fast to go from teaching assistant and class guide to being promoted directly to teacher and guide! But Xi Chao feels that such a title is worthy of Gongzi, and those who have listened to Gongzi's lectures in the academy all admire Gongzi from the bottom of their hearts! Listening to how smooth it is for the shopkeeper to call him "Master Meng" just now, it can be seen that Gongzi has become one of the seven teachers, which is something that everyone likes to see!

Childe turned around and smiled at Xi Chao, pointed to the blue tile and white wall opposite, and said, "Xi Chao, do you know? That is the place I yearn for, just like home, and it is also the place where I escape, like a prison." Listening to Gongzi's flat tone, a sadness and pity welled up in his eyes. When Xi Chao lowered his head and secretly wiped the corners of his eyes, Childe whispered: "Grandfather, why are you so urgent?"

"Huhu, it's so numb, it's so spicy!" A shout pulled the thoughts of Gongzi and Xichao back, and it turned out that Feng Chime'er ate a mouthful of pepper, and suddenly blushed and choked out tears. Childe laughed for a while, and then laughed and sarcastically mocked, the wind chimes didn't follow, the two quarreled, the enthusiasm forced the cold air outside the window back a little, and the room was hot again! Looking at the two of them, he smiled at the lips.

At this time, someone knocked on the screen outside the private room, and the son stared slightly, and said, "Who is your guest?"

The man's voice was as mellow as the wine of rice, "Yesterday I sailed a boat, and I fished a reed with a tail; ”

Gongzi's brows furrowed imperceptibly, and he got up and opened the door quite helplessly, holding his fists and sleeves and giving a slight salute, "A reed has seen His Royal Highness King Jing, a reed has not eaten a tail, and one piece can get five flavors!"

"Haha, a reed! You, you, always have such a dull temperament" The middle-aged man with a slight beard and a gentle smile came into the house!

Childe's spine that had been leaning on the back of the chair stood up again, straight and straight, like a bamboo pole in his hand!