"Are you sure you want to eat the food in "Qingming Riverside Map"?" Xuan Shi asked Nie Guangyi.

"Yes!" Nie Guangyi has always been full of neutrality, and this time he is even more categorical.

"However, there is no smell in the painting, and there is no place in the "Qingming Riverside Picture" where the dishes are specifically painted."

"None of them?" Nie Guangyi himself began to recall.

It is said that in "Qingming Riverside Map", the most is food.

There are as many as 45 restaurants in one picture.

Nie Guangyi has been yearning for many years, but he has never heard of any dish in a restaurant that is clearly drawn.

"Nope." Xuan Shi's determination confirmed Nie Guangyi's thoughts.

Xuan Shi continued: "Even the two plates in the hands of the takeaway brother can't tell what they contain. ”

"How's that done? Ala Yizai wanted to cut the food in "Qingming Riverside Map". ”

"Then did you ask the girl, did you have a dream?"

"That's nature! As soon as I heard that she was pushing Wang Ximeng to watch people in Bianjing City to take the exam, I asked her if she had seen anything sold in the restaurant, and if there were any of the lost snacks that were fragrant all over the street. ”

"And then? What did she say? ”

"She asked me why I didn't find it unreasonable to look for answers to history in my dreams."

"And then?" Xuan Shi asked.

"Then I digressed, and in the end, I didn't ask what food was in "Qingming Riverside Map"."

Xuan Shi thought for a while: "I personally feel that the food in "Qingming Riverside Map" should not be in your eyes. ”

"Why?"

"Because we are not happy in the broad sense, but in the era of "Qingming Riverside Picture", there are still hundreds of years before chili peppers are introduced into our lives."

"Didn't there be spicy hot pot in the Song Dynasty?"

"Yes, there is a combination of condiments such as ginger, mustard greens, pepper, onions, and garlic, which is not the same concept as spicy hot pot in the modern sense."

"Is that so?" Nie Guangyi was still hungry at this time, "It's not a concept, I just want to eat the food of the Song Dynasty now." ”

"The Song Dynasty just eats, right?"

"Yes!"

"In that case, how about I get you a guaranteed original Southern Song Dynasty food?"

"Guaranteed authenticity?"

"Yes."

"Southern Song Dynasty?"

"Yes. I can't think of any dishes in the Northern Song Dynasty that have all the ingredients here. ”

"Never fool?"

Xuan Shi nodded very seriously.

"Why am I so unbelieving, are you going to do something to fool me? Tell me what it's called. ”

Xuanshi's cooking skills are very good, but it's not like he hasn't cooked dark dishes for him at all.

Nie Guangyi is still a little vigilant.

"Didn't you ask the girl if there were any fragrant snacks on the street? What I'm going to make for you is such a snack, translated in our Wenzhou dialect, it's called [fried juniper]. ”

"Why Wenzhou dialect?"

"Because Wenzhou dialect is the most classical dialect, there are many poems, and we don't rhyme when we read them in Mandarin now, and it's okay to use Wenzhou dialect."

"You give you an example."

"For example, then I will say a poem related to eating, [Chang'an looks back at the embroidered pile, and the top of the mountain is opened by a thousand doors. As soon as the concubine laughed on the red dust, no one knew that it was a lychee. 】”

"What's wrong with this poem?"

"When your teacher taught this poem, didn't he ask you why the pile of words [embroidered into piles] does not rhyme with the opening of [second opening] and the opening of [lychee]?"

"Huh!" Nie Guangyi's eyes lit up, "It's true." So which huì are you talking about? Is it a convergent sink, or is it a stew next to the word fire? ”

Nie Guangyi wanted to figure out the method of this famous snack in the Southern Song Dynasty, so as to roughly imagine whether he wanted to eat it.

"It's neither, it's the cypress next to the wooden word."

Nie Guangyi thought for a moment and asked, "Qin Hui's juniper?" ”

"Eh, geniuses are different, I haven't said it yet, you know that this famous snack in the Southern Song Dynasty is related to Qin Hui."

"Really?" Nie Guangyi himself didn't believe it anymore.

"It has to be true." Xuan Shi further explained: "In fact, there are many people who say that this famous snack was invented by Su Dongpo. But there is no clear evidence. ”

"No......" Nie Guangyi's eyes lit up.

"That's right. There are many legends about that snack, but in any case, it must have become popular in the Southern Song Dynasty, Qin Hui and his wife designed to kill Yue Fei, and when the East Window incident happened, the army and the people were all filled with righteous indignation, and some snack stall owners made a snack called fried cypress in order to express their hatred and hatred, which was absolutely all the rage, if you don't believe it, you can check it. ”

"What to check!" Nie Guangyi said, "Brother, I'm hungry, even if I want to check, I must wait until I'm done eating!" ”

"Then do you want to see me do it?" Xuan Shi asked aloud.

"How long will it take?" Nie Guangyi looked at himself and said, "If it's enough, I'll go up and take a shower first." ”

For ordinary people, the shape of Dashao in the broad sense at the moment can be regarded as meticulous.

For the genius architect who is nitpicking, nothing is right anywhere.

Xuan Shi responded: "I'll try to let you eat after taking a bath." ”

"Then you have to try as much as you can, my brother will take a shower quickly today!" Nie Guangyi walked in the direction of the bathroom expectantly, turning back three times in one step.

"No problem." Xuan Shi said: "When I finish making supper for you, I'll call Arnold." ”

It is rare that Nie Guangyi did not hear the title of [Arnold], so he said something that he didn't have.

Normally, it takes twenty minutes for Nie Guangyi to take a bath.

Every time he washes his hair, he has to do a styling or something before he comes out to meet people.

Today is an exception, and it comes out with wet hair.

He hurried down to eat the famous snack of the Southern Song Dynasty [fried juniper].

I thought about the Song Dynasty food for a night, although I couldn't eat it in "Qingming Riverside Picture", but I felt like I fried the traitor in one bite, and it was also a bargain!

In Nie Guangyi's mind, one famous snack after another was crossed.

There is no very specific image.

Just like many books that write that the protagonist is beautiful, but they don't write specifically, it all depends on the different kind of beauty that the reader imagines.

If it is just the food created by the Southern Song Dynasty people in order to miss Yue Fei, Nie Guangyi will only have an expectation of 80 points at most, plus the legend that he has something to do with Dongpo monks, then the expectation must be full.

Ordinary things, no one dares to lean on the [Eternal Eating Emperor], right?

Nie Guangyi only spent half of the usual time taking a shower, and then went to the kitchen with his wet hair.

Before he could go in, he saw Xuan Shi bring a large plate of freshly fried fritters out.

Xuan Shi pulled out Nie Guangyi's hand, put the plate in his hand, and said: "This big plate is for you, the fried juniper in ancient Chinese, the fried dough sticks in Mandarin, such as the famous snacks of the Song Dynasty, which have been passed down for thousands of years and have endured." ”

The light in Nie Guangyi's eyes, because of this plate of fritters, disappeared at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

"Xiao Shizi, do you really think that I don't dare to beat you!" In the broad sense, Dashao is angry, and he is angry, and there is nowhere to vent.

"Little tweezers, you eat the most famous snack in the Southern Song Dynasty first, which has been passed down to this day, and it has lasted for a long time, and the child is not bullied, and you have the strength to beat me after eating."

As soon as Xuan Shi handed over the plate, he walked straight to the direction that Professor Nie had just called, and turned his head to explain: "I have to call Arnold first." ”

"You know I'm in a bad mood and you're doing this to me?"

"Then I can't help it, I told Arnold that I will call her today, and then I have to do a complicated supper today, which will affect Arnold's beauty sleep."

"How could I have a brother like you?"

"Yes, I also envy the generalized young man, who can have a brother who makes him a supper at half past eleven in the middle of the night!"

Nie Guangyi was dumbfounded.

That honest brother, Xuanshi, who can't resist no matter how he bullies.

Was it taken away by a ghost called love?

Is it a man who seems to have a pure heart and few desires, and when he talks about love, he doesn't even do it?

A few years ago in Italy, how many tons of water did he enter his brain before he would introduce the object to Xuanshi all day long?

Falling in love is like a changed person, and he is not worthy of being a man at all, let alone his brother.

Regret not being at the beginning! Regret not being at the beginning.

Every time Nie Guangyi thought about it, he took a bite of the fritters!

In less than five minutes, I finished eating six full six fritters.

Twelve to be exact.

Because there are two of each fritters.

Yue Fei was framed to death by Qin Hui and his wife Wang, and if he wanted to blow up, he would definitely have to be twisted together to relieve his anger.

This probably explains why, from ancient times to the present, most of the fritters have been made into two entangled.

……

Xuan Shi finally found the time to call Cheng Nuo, and apologized: "Arnold, I'm really sorry today......"

"Huh? What is there to apologize for? ”

"That's it, I should have been with you at this time."

"What's the original? If you really want to say this, we can only see each other at this time, right? You've been here so long in advance, and I'm too late to be happy. ”

"You're really not angry, huh?"

"How can it? I'm so angry, do you want to show up in front of me right now? ”

"Hearing Arnold say this, I should really not be angry."

"Relieved?"

"Hmm!"

"How's the bridge doing?" Cheng Nuo, in turn, was concerned about the situation in Changqiao Village.

"Collapsed."

"And what about your brother, how is he now?"

"It's still the same, the contradiction between him and Professor Nie is irreconcilable for the time being."

"Then you can persuade more. It's a family, after all. ”

"Now that his grandparents are gone, there is indeed only one relative left Professor Nie." Xuan Shi sighed and said, "But I still don't know how to persuade him." ”

"If you don't know, let it be. Ah Shi, just don't be sad yourself. Cheng Nuo also sighed and said regretfully: "I really want to hug you." ”

"Then Arnold owes it first, and I'll pay it back to you when I go back."

"Good! I'll wait for you to come back. ”

"I wanted to say that I would go early and surprise you. As a result, I met in a hurry, and I wasted the surprise you prepared for me. ”

"I got it for you?" Cheng Nuo asked in turn: "What surprise?" ”

"What a surprise for the RV."

"Huh? How do you know I've got an RV? ”

"It was the eldest daughter of the owner of the Aurora Studios who told me. She also said...... The car was well stocked......"