Crossing the Homeland

Chapter 17

Brother Zhuangshi still had nothing to say when he first met him. When he saw Xia Junyan coming, he just raised his head for a slight look, and then concentrated on chopping firewood again.

Xia Junyan came with a basket of dogwood on her back, smiled at the strong man and asked, "Brother strong man, do you like spicy food?"

The strong man thanked him and continued chopping firewood.

Xia Junyan stood for a while, seeing that the strong man had nothing to add, she went to the kitchen by herself.

She found no red peppers in town and had dogwood instead.There were very few seasonings in ancient times, and it was hard to find that pepper was not sold by others.Fortunately, there are soy sauce, vinegar and wine. After all, the three brothers belong to the same mother.

Cornus officinalis is a kind of ancient chili, which enhances the taste very much.Xia Junyan used it to cook for the first time, but she couldn't control the heat well, so she burst into tears.After finally cooking a plate of cornel fried meat, the strong man appeared outside the door with a cold face.

"Cough, cough, cough... It's smoky here, you should go far away to avoid choking." Xia Junyan fanned the wind with one hand and touched her tears with the other, looking very embarrassed.

The strong man still watched coldly.

Xia Junyan hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I will definitely not set the kitchen on fire!!"

Sure enough, after saying this, the strong man turned around and left.

Hey, people's hearts are cold and warm, Xia Junyan was a little sad, the emotionally strong brother was worried about the safety of the kitchen.

Lunch will be ready soon.A plate of fried eggplant, a plate of pickled radish, a plate of fried meat, and a large bowl of fragrant winter melon sliced ​​meat soup.For the first time, Xia Junyan tried to use cornel instead of chili. She secretly tasted a piece in the kitchen before the dish was served, and the taste was not bad.

Brother Zhuangshi walked over with a cold face, casually glanced at today's dishes, then added the first bowl of rice with a cold face, then added the second bowl of rice with a cold face, and then the third bowl...

"Is it very spicy?" Xia Junyan, who ate hot pot in Sichuan for a month and lost all the money to buy the return train ticket, has always felt that the spicy taste of cornel is not authentic enough.But looking at the strong man who was sweating profusely and desperately stuffing himself with food, Xia Junyan suddenly felt a little guilty.

The strong man raised his head and saw Xia Junyan who was calmly feeding dogwood into his mouth, and there was a storm in his cold eyes, as if he saw a scourge!
She caught another one! !

She didn't use chopsticks anymore, she used a spoon instead, scooped up a whole spoon, and the red hairs were all spiky! !
Xia Junyan directly scooped a spoonful of cornel into her mouth, chewed it, her eyes lit up, and her face was intoxicated...

The strong man carefully pushed the plate of cornel fried meat in front of Xia Junyan.His previous worries were really unnecessary, Miss Xia wouldn't be frightened in the kitchen.

"Does it taste bad?" Seeing that the strong man suddenly stopped moving his chopsticks, Xia Junyan asked with concern.

"Okay." It's just too spicy!

"Then eat more." Satisfied, Xia Junyan scooped up another spoonful of cornel for herself.

The back muscles of the strong man couldn't help but tense even more, as if he was facing an enemy.

Xia Junyan was intoxicated by the spicy taste, and recalled what happened in the town today, and couldn't help saying: "I should have bought the jar of pepper if I knew it."

"Pepper?" The strong man was a little surprised.

"Yes, pepper can also improve the taste, and it doesn't have to be so spicy." Xia Junyan remembered the black pepper series of dishes in her previous life, and her saliva began to flood again.

The strong man struggled for a while, and finally couldn't help asking: "Is pepper edible?" Isn't that a spice? !
That's right, pepper existed as a spice in ancient times, equivalent to agarwood, and in a sense more precious than agarwood.Noble ladies and literati don't put pepper in their sachets, so they are ashamed to call themselves upper-class figures.

Unexpectedly, Xia Junyan on the opposite side looked at him with an unbelievable gaze: "Huh? Brother Zhuangshi has never eaten pepper?!"

(End of this chapter)