After Mu Xingzhi made it clear that "although he sits in a wheelchair all day, it doesn't matter if he eats a zongzi", the zongzi were served.

"These two are jujube and wolfberry, these two are honey beans, and these two," Su Qingluan looked at the other two people present, "It's salted meat and egg yolk." ”

"Salted egg yolk? Zongzi? Songbo immediately said, "I don't understand but am shocked": "Why do zongzi have salted meat and egg yolks?" ”

Su Qingluan was not convinced: "Why can't you have salted meat and egg yolk?" Is there any law that says it is not allowed? ”

Of course not, no law would be so neurotic as it would dictate what the filling of the zongzi would be, but the salted meat zongzi was probably as strong as the shock that the "leek mooncake" gave to the public back then.

Facing Su Qingluan's accusatory look, Song Bo swallowed what he wanted to say very wisely and began to peel the zongzi silently.

Su Qingluan naturally wouldn't wait for Songbo to make a move - although Songbo would not eat at the same table as Mu Xingzhi, but in Su Qingluan's eyes, there was no class difference between the two in her mind.

"I'll just eat a honey bean zongzi," Su Qingluan pointed to the zongzi he peeled, "This honey bean is pickled with sugar and honey, even if it is not drizzled with honey or dipped in sugar, it is sweet enough." Although she also likes sweets, she is not so sweet as she is fatal, so even if it is empty, eating honey bean dumplings is very sweet.

After Songbo peeled the zongzi and made a pot of tea for the two, he left with two zongzi.

He actually had some confusion in his heart about the black soy sauce meat dumplings, but under Su Qingluan's strong recommendation—it was better to say that he was persecuted—Song Bo still went out with a red date and wolfberry dumpling and a salted meat egg yolk brown.

But when he looked at the egg yolk dumpling, his brow furrowed like a Tianjin man sees chicken fillet in a pancake fruit, and an Italian sees a pineapple on top of a pizza.

Maybe this is the scene of the diehards seeing the cult, Su Qingluan said that he was very happy to see the excitement.

What's more, this kind of glutinous rice dumplings that have been carefully boiled for a long time and stirred by cold water taste really good! Su Qingluan picked up a corner of the zongzi with chopsticks, and took off a piece of glutinous rice dumpling and put it in his mouth: "Sure enough, the cold zongzi is more glutinous than the hot soft glutinous, and the taste of this elastic tooth is even more addictive!" ”

Because there are zongzi in her mouth, Su Qingluan was vague when she said this, so that people couldn't understand what she was saying. But seeing that she was squinting her eyes very enjoyingly, Mu Xingzhi on the other side almost knew what she meant.

The glutinous rice dumplings are lumpy, but the texture is very soft, and they need to be chewed slowly by the grinding teeth at the back, so Su Qingluan's cheeks bulged out a small bag like a little hamster.

Mu Xingzhi sat opposite, stretched out his slender fingers, and gently poked Su Qingluan's cheek, and then he was stunned without a trace, and then quickly returned to his usual light and breezy appearance

"You...... Why are you poking me all of a sudden? Su Qingluan was stunned by the other party's sudden action.

"Qingluan eats like a squirrel." Mu Xingzhi withdrew his hand with a smile - in fact, at that moment just now, he didn't know why he was doing this...... One thing out of place.

Two people eating zongzi. Although it was not the first time that Su Qingluan had dined with Mu Xingyi, she would sigh every time: Why can someone behave so elegantly when eating?

Especially for things like zongzi, it is easy to stick the rice grains to the teeth if you are not careful. However, in Su Qingluan's impression, Mu Xingzhi never seemed to have had similar embarrassment.

Not only zongzi, in Su Qingluan's impression, whether it is a soup dumpling that needs to be carefully prevented from splashing, or a puff pastry with slag all over the ground, or anything else that is very easy to eat, it can be done with very elegant movements here in Mu Xingzhi.

It is no exaggeration to say that even chewing food, a word full of physiological movements, is very elegant in Mu Xingzhi. I wonder if this guy will be so elegant when he sits on the Gong bucket......

Of course, it was impossible for Su Qingluan to ask the last sentence if she was killed, otherwise she suspected that she would be killed by Songbo who was separated by a wall outside.

"How?" Seeing that Mu Xingzhi finally stretched out his chopsticks to the salted meat brown, Su Qingluan's eyes lit up, "How does this zongzi taste?" ”

Mu Xingzhi glanced at Su Qingluan's overly expectant expression, and said honestly: "Salty and delicious, the taste is oily but not greasy, glutinous rice is elastic, it is worthy of Qingluan, which is also the top grade among the zongzi I have eaten." ”

This is not a flattering word, after all, it is still the same sentence, it takes time, and the heat of the ingredients is naturally different. What's more, the salted meat brown made by Su Qingluan has been tested by the taste buds of the majority of people in the future.

Since it can fight its way out of the encirclement and occupy a place in the classic taste of zongzi, it naturally has its reason.

When Su Qingluan heard this, she finally asked the question she wanted to ask the most: "So which one do you like compared to these red dates and honey bean dumplings with this salted meat brown?" "Are you a sweet party or a salty party?

Mu Xingzhi thought for a moment when he heard this: "Although this zongzi is salty and delicious, I finally feel that it is a little too fragrant, and it would be better if there was that kind of salty but not greasy zongzi filling." ”

Su Qingluan's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Then I'll try other ingredients next year!" "The salty party! Su Qingluan clenched his fists: The Xian Party has won!

Even if the salted meat brown didn't win, it didn't matter, the salty party won!

Although he didn't know Su Qingluan's subtle desire to win or lose in terms of taste, Mu Xingzhi could still see that Su Qingluan was very happy—even if he didn't understand why the girl opposite was suddenly in a good mood.

Both of them ate zongzi very slowly. Su Qingluan ate two zongzi in the morning, and was afraid that he would eat too much and eat fast and not digest it, so he ate very slowly; And Mu Xingzhi ...... Su Qingluan felt that he ate everything so slowly and methodically, as if nothing could be changed.

During this time, because Su Qingluan also agreed to consider the matter of two people getting married, according to Su Qingluan's temperament, it was equivalent to half of the agreement - unless she suddenly met a person who was going to die or live or not marry him, basically this deal in the name of "marriage" was finalized.

So the two of them happily finalized the general process and the time for Su Qingluan to finally give a definite reply.

"Three days later." Su Qingluan looked at the person opposite, "Although I think this business is a win-win situation, the specific cooperation method needs to be discussed carefully." ”

Mu Xingzhi nodded, he didn't have any opinions, he didn't plan to accept it all at the beginning.

After eating about the same and talking about the same, Su Qingluan was about to say goodbye and go back.

Just when he was sending her out, Songbo came over cautiously and asked, "That...... Su Niangzi, do you have any extra salted meat brown? ”

Su Qingluan hooked her lips and smiled: Oh! The Xian Party has added another general!