On the eve of the Dragon Boat Festival, there is a slight fragrance of dumpling leaves everywhere.

Yang Jianxin happily walked into Lanting Xuan with a big bag of zongzi, and said loudly: "The zongzi made next door are all fat and oily, so if you want to eat, hurry up and get it!" It's still hot—"

Xiao Lin was lying in front of the glass cover with the young lady at the front desk and watching Chef Tang perform brilliant skills inside, and when he heard Yang Jianxin's words, he quickly turned his head. The dark green leaves in the mesh bag were steaming, and the air was filled with a special aroma of bamboo leaves......

Xiao Lin swallowed his saliva involuntarily and took the lead in raising his hand: "Me! I want to eat!"

When he got the zongzi in his hand, Xiao Lin suddenly wondered again: "This ...... How is this the shape of a bamboo tube?"

"It's called bamboo dumplings! I'll test you, why do we want to come to the Dragon Boat Festival to eat zongzi?" Yang Jianxin raised his eyebrows and asked.

Xiao Lin glanced at him and replied confidently, "Commemorate Qu Yuan! Are you taking me for a fool?" He's also a college graduate, right? How can even elementary school students know this kind of common sense, and they still need to ask him?

Yang Jianxin stretched out an index finger and shook it for a moment: "You only know one thing, but you don't know the other. When he was in the Chu State, people used bamboo dumplings to commemorate Qu Yuan. There is a record in the "Continuation of Qi Harmonic Records" of the Liang Dynasty of the Southern Dynasty, saying that Qu Yuan threw Miluo water on May 5, and the Chu people mourned it, and on this day, they stored rice in bamboo tubes and threw water to commemorate him......

He said it with a nose and an eye, and instantly attracted the rest of Lan Tingxuan's employees.

As soon as Chef Tang looked up, he found that the people who were originally looking at him with their cheeks adoring were gone, and he was stunned, so he looked out of the glass window. I saw a group of people gathered somewhere not far away, and in the middle of his dog-legged second chef (as soon as the chef came back, Yang Jianxin very consciously recognized his status) was holding a green cylindrical object in his hand, standing in the middle like a river, his expression was very serious.

Chef Tang washed his hands, wiped them casually, and opened the door lightly, ready to hear what he was saying again.

"The zongzi we eat now is just a simplified version for convenience. Do you think, if you go door to door with bamboo tubes to make zongzi, how troublesome it will be......" Seeing that everyone listened attentively and seriously, Yang Jianxin's little tail was about to fly, and he hurriedly made a summary.

Chef Tang stood behind and listened to the general idea, and his heart was so happy. This guy lacks historical knowledge as much as his adjectives, and if he can speak so eloquently, he must have been inspired by a master. He touched his chin, "hehe" laughed twice, and the corners of his lips suddenly made his whole face cheat.

"You're not right...... Chef Tang said quietly.

At this moment, Yang Jianxin was busy distributing bamboo dumplings to his colleagues who had listened to the story, and he didn't pay much attention to it, and replied quickly and directly: "Impossible! When the little boss said it, I took notes word by word, how could I ......?"

Suddenly, he came back to his senses and closed his mouth instantly.

"Oh—" Everyone suddenly realized in an instant.

Let's just say that he is such a superficial person, how can he tell such a culturally rich allusion, it turns out that the stories are all told by the little boss, and he just came back and pretended to be a force-

At this time, everyone looked at Yang Jianxin's eyes, and there was a trace of disgust......

……

Xiaolin was divided into two bamboo tube dumplings, one sweet and one salty, and two flavors in the north and south. He struggled for a long time, and finally decided to eat the salty zongzi first.

This bamboo tube is also very cleverly made, when eating, as long as the two ends and the middle of the rope are untied, the upper half of the bamboo tube can be lifted, revealing the filling wrapped in glutinous rice and various fresh ingredients, and a fragrance of meat fat comes to the nose.

Pork egg yolk dumplings are quite common varieties. Xiao Lin was in a strange mood, so he took a bite of the bamboo tube. As soon as this was eaten, the stickiness of the glutinous rice stuck to the lips. The rice grains have been seasoned, and they are fresh and salty, and they seem to be mixed with lard in the middle, and the mouth is full of meat and fishy enjoyment.

Kobayashi slowly felt the soft and glutinous touch of rice grains between his lips and teeth, as if wandering in the paradise of grains, wrapped in the aroma of rice and wheat all over his body, and waited until the saltiness and freshness dissipated, accompanied by the unique sweetness of grains

The refreshing scent of bamboo, a grain of rice, with three different taste experiences, shocked Kobayashi.

After that bite, the bamboo tube revealed a fat and thin pork and a large, round egg yolk. He took a deep breath and reverently picked up the bamboo tube.

Chef Tang smacked his mouth twice, finally swallowed the zongzi in his mouth, and took a complete zongzi in his hand, and the spoon in his hand pointed: "This meat is good, authentic black pork, it is estimated that it is still raised in captivity in the forest in the north." When will there be such a good supply next door, why don't I know?"

...... the forest to the north?

Kobayashi was in awe. Is that the forest he was thinking about?? The black pigs bred in that place are all rare!

The zongzi in this hand instantly became a little hot. If this bite continues, it will not be good...... That's a lot of money??

"You don't eat salty rice dumplings? That's fine, give it to me." Yang Jianxin finished a whole black pork egg yolk dumpling, and felt that it was not very enjoyable. Turning his head and seeing Xiao Lin who was stunned, he thought that he didn't like to eat salty zongzi, so he was about to stretch out his hand......

Kobayashi made a sharp turn, avoiding his claws.

"Who told you I don't eat it?" He blushed and reprimanded Yang Jianxin loudly, "I...... I'll eat it!" With that, a bloody basin bit it.

Yang Jianxin closed his eyes, a little unbearable to see this tragic scene. This kid is really stupid, such a big mouth, can't bite directly into the bamboo tube? Is that tooth still alive? He couldn't help but be a little worried......

"Ouch......" Every second, Xiao Lin immediately let go of his mouth, holding the zongzi with one hand and covering his mouth with the other, constantly jumping his feet. Pain...... Pain, pain, pain! He felt like his upper and lower front teeth were about to break, and he was in tears.

Chef Tang couldn't stand it anymore, licked the spoon that was still stained with oil in his hand, stuffed it into Xiao Lin's hand, patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, and comforted, "No matter how strong your teeth are, you can't do bamboo, you have to eat with a spoon!"

Seeing that Xiao Lin was silent and still holding his teeth, but when he looked at him with incredulity in his eyes, he patted him on the shoulder again and pointed to the spoon in his hand: "The spoon is for you, eat it-"

Yang Jianxin couldn't hold back, turned his back and laughed.

Xiao Lin held the spoon and wanted to cry without tears.

This...... This licking clean spoon and then giving it to others, can do such unscrupulous and immoral things, and there is really only Chef Tang!!