Chapter 213: Endless Aftertaste
Ling Yun and the others listened to him talk about the past, and they were quite curious. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info I don't know what the meaning of this bowl of fish soup is for the two of them. But since the old woman would not speak, he was not in a position to ask.
The old woman saw Ling Yun hesitantly looking at the fish soup, so she said, "Taste it, is this fish soup fresh?" Although this old woman is already in her last years, judging from her demeanor and shy appearance, she must have been a pitiful beauty back then. As for why she married this old man, it must have something to do with this fish soup.
The more the couple was reluctant to mention the events, the more curious he became. What is the beauty of this fish soup that can make this old man marry this old man willingly. At that moment, according to the words, he poured a small half bowl of fish soup into his own bowl.
The fish soup had just been poured out of the pot, and when Ling Yun poured it, the fish soup was hot in his face. He had smelled the fish aroma in the fish soup before, but at this time, the heat hit, and he felt that the fish fragrance was a little stronger.
And this fish soup looks like a bowl of milky white water, on which float these few pieces of boiled radish. However, judging from the aroma, there seems to be other aromas mixed in with the aroma of fish and the sweetness of radish.
Lingyun and the others have been wandering around since they were children, where is there such a blessing to be able to drink hot soup. I smelled other aromas in the soup, but I didn't know what it was.
He didn't know what the soup was for, but he attracted the old woman to marry the poor old man, and he wanted to taste the taste of the fish soup. He brought his mouth to the edge of the bowl and took a small sip.
Although he didn't drink much, this fish soup had a slippery feeling in his mouth. Then the smell of fish filled the mouth, and the whole person's spirit couldn't help but be lifted.
When the tip of the tongue meets this hot soup, you can only feel a fresh and sweet taste lingering on it. Ling Yun closed his eyes and savored the taste carefully.
Of course, the delicious taste of fish accounts for most of them, but the sweetness of radish seems to be not far behind. Then there was only a numb feeling on the four walls of his mouth, although it was not very strong, but it was also extremely prominent. Later, there is a faint fragrance, which seems to be the fragrance of peony flowers. But when I savored it, I felt that it was the gas of osmanthus.
Ling Yun had never drunk soup before, so he didn't know what was in this soup. But it was the first time he had tasted something so delicious.
This mouthful of soup turned in his mouth for a long time, and he was reluctant to swallow it. The couple also stared at him at this time, wanting to know from him what the fish soup tasted like.
Others only know that this fish soup is delicious, but they don't know how this fish soup is stewed. Although the old woman hadn't drunk fish soup for a long time, she just looked expectant, hoping that this fish soup would suit Lingyun's taste.
But the old man was different, since Ling Yun's lips were next to the bowl, his eyes fell on Ling Yun. I was worried that I hadn't cooked this dish for a long time and had lost my previous level. looked at Ling Yun with a worried look, wanting to know from Ling Yun whether the fish soup was ready.
He had a surprise visit from Lingyun and the others, which ruined the Yaxing of his husband and wife, which was quite a bit of a problem for the two. Seeing that his wife was very happy to see the two of them, if he drove them out of the door, he would inevitably make his wife unhappy. Only then did they gradually put away their hostility and let the two stay to eat.
Later, when he heard that his wife wanted to take out the fish soup he had made from him and let them drink, he reluctantly brought it out.
And this fish soup has been busy since early in the morning, and it is not until this moment that it is boiled. The ingredients in the fish soup are unknown to others, but he knows them very well.
He caught the fish from the river early in the morning, and it was impossible for a non-live fish to make such a delicious fish soup. And because of the season, turnips are not very fresh. It was only after the entrance that Ling Yun felt a little numb.
There are many other spices that cannot be seen, and tangerine peel bay leaves are aged and are very easy to obtain. But the fragrance of the flowers was collected by him for three days before he collected the petals such as peonies, osmanthus, and peach blossoms.
He just saw Ling Yun take a sip, and then closed his eyes. Ling Yun looked nervous before, but after drinking the fish soup, he relaxed, and then he realized that his fish soup had been made.
It's just that Ling Yun still closed his eyes, savoring the wonderful taste of this fish soup. The other three all looked expectant, and they all wanted to know what this fish soup tasted like from Ling Yun's mouth.
The old man couldn't help it first, although he knew that his fish soup had been made, but he had never tasted it. He asked, "What's the matter, is there anything missing?"
Ling Yun listened to his question, and then opened his eyes. Seeing that the three of them were looking at themselves with puzzled expressions, they were stunned for a moment, and almost didn't get off the bench.
Seeing that the three of them looked at him with a puzzled face, he shouted, "Okay, great." "It was the first time he had drunk soup, and he knew that it was delicious and memorable. But if he had to tell him what was so good about the soup, he couldn't say. The phrase 'wonderful' was the best word he could think of.
The old woman smiled and nodded when he praised the fish soup for its appetizingness. After all, the two of them came from afar, and they were from a mountain and wild family, so it was a great relief to have a dish praised by others.
But the old man looked much more depressed. It took him a few days to work, but he only heard Ling Yun say 'Wonderful'. Although he still praised him for his good fish soup, Ling Yun couldn't give him more and better opinions after all. When I was disappointed, I felt that my efforts in the past few days had been in vain.
Qi Feng grew up with Ling Yun, knowing that he was arrogant and arrogant, he rarely praised the food made by others. He can praise this fish soup for being very good, and naturally this fish soup is indeed outstanding.
At that moment, he poured half a bowl and drank it. I felt that this fish soup entered my throat, and the slippery and greasy ones were about to jump down. When I really drank the fish soup and felt that my mouth was fragrant, my mouth was empty.
It feels like taking a cold shower on a hot day, a basin of cold water is splashed down, and the heat of the whole body is suddenly reduced. When the water flows over him, the feeling of heat strikes again. I just want to be immersed in cold water forever and never come out.
Qi Feng drank half a bowl of hot soup in one gulp, and without waiting to swallow the soup, he went to get the bowl of fish soup again.
Seeing that the palm of his hand was about to touch the edge of the bowl, at this moment, the bowl containing the fish soup disappeared. In its place, an arm dressed in coarse cloth. And the owner of this arm is naturally the old man.
Qi Feng didn't know what he was going to do, so he was stunned for a moment, and then retracted his outstretched hand. He wanted to taste the fish soup again, but at this time, the old man protected the fish soup, how could he take it. He just looked at the old man dryly, and his eyes were full of supplication.
The old woman watched clearly from the sidelines, snatched the fish soup from the old man's hand, and sent it to Ling Yun and Qi Feng. said: "It's a shame that these two children like to drink your soup, but you don't let people drink it, look at your little family." ”
After speaking, he said to Ling Yun: "You like to drink fish soup, although drink more." I have no children under the knees of the old man, and my heart rejoices when you two come. If you two don't like it, you can stay here for a while. I'll ask the old man to make you fish soup every day, do you think it's okay?" )