Dali Temple Small Dining Room

  Chapter 201 Bean Paste Mariko (1)

   In the afternoon, the public chef of Dali Temple, the aroma of boiled red beans diffused from the large stewed casserole in the middle.

  Wen Mingtang, A Bing, and Tangyuan sat in front of the steaming casserole, chatting, and from time to time glanced at the few people sitting opposite each other.

  Xun Zhou looked up at the people in front of him, smiled dryly twice, and said, "I'm afraid such a heavy responsibility..."

  Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Liu Yuan, who only heard Liu Yuan say: "You can do it! Mr. Xun's son is a good-looking talent, which daughter doesn't like it? Isn't it, Bai Zhu?"

Facing Liu Yuan's constantly winking eyes at him, Bai Zhu nodded, looked at Xun Zhou on the opposite side, coughed lightly, and echoed: "Mr. The person at the food table, I saw you at a glance."

   Facing Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu's compliments, Xun Zhou's face did not show any joy, but his face became more and more rigid: he sat in the same case with the teachers, and he was the only one who was young, so he saw it at a glance.

   As for a good-looking talent or something...

  Xun Zhou looked at Lin Fei who was sitting on the opposite side peeling sugar and frying chestnuts, and said dryly: "In terms of appearance, who can compare to Lin Shaoqing..."

  Since it’s a good thing for everyone to talk to him, why don’t their own people go for such a good thing? Xun Zhou looked at the people opposite him with a bad expression: He Xun Zhou is not a fool!

  Proficiently crushing, shelling, and peeling chestnuts, Lin Fei, who put a brown chestnut into his mouth, raised his head and looked at Xunzhou: "There are too many people who know me, it's impossible!"

   Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu on the side followed Lin Fei closely, and spoke in unison.

   "There are many people who know us, no way!"

   It turned out that I was looking for him because I was afraid of being recognized! I thought they really thought he was a good-looking talent or something! Xun Zhou's face turned cold. He smelled the aroma of sugar-fried chestnuts coming from Lin Fei's hand, touched his nose, and said, "Xun is a decent person, how could he go to meet some woman on his own initiative?"

  Lin Fei glanced at the amulet hanging around Xunzhou's neck, and said, "The Buddha said, 'If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell', since I know that doing a favor can save people from fire and water, why don't you help?"

   Xunzhou said: "I'm afraid it's not good to take the initiative to meet women. If the teacher finds out..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Fei peeled another chestnut and threw it into his mouth, his eyes swept over him: "I heard that recently, Huang Shizhong often invites his master and Mr. Xun to visit his mansion, and he also invites Mr. Xun as a guest at home. The three daughters narrated the "Tea Classic"?"

  As soon as these words came out, Xunzhou's face changed slightly, and Wen Mingtang and others who were making red bean paste soup also turned their heads to look this way, with subtle eyes: Huang Shizhong! In my spare time, I heard those servants mention this Huang Shizhong. He is quite famous among the dignitaries all over the capital.

  However, this "famous head" is not someone who has outstanding political achievements, well-written poems, or any other specialties.

  The reason why Huang Shizhong stood out from the crowd of dignitaries was because of his three pretty-looking daughters.

   It is said that since he was born in the Huang family and looks good, there should be no shortage of people to ask for marriage, but the reality is the opposite. This Huang Shizhong is getting involved in the marriage of his three daughters.

  The eldest daughter, Miss Huang, has a straightforward personality, but...she prefers women, and everyone in Chang'an City knows that she hates men.

  The second daughter, Miss Huang Er, is long-sleeved and good at dancing, and has an exquisite face, but she raises her face in a grandiose way. She also said that men can have three wives and four concubines, but why can't women?

  The third daughter, Ms. Huang San, does not have the preference of the eldest sister, nor does the second sister have the habit of raising noodles, but she has other preferences! She likes to go with others to capture and **** for her ex-wife, and she also likes to drive those caught and raped men and women who have not had time to wear clothes to the street to attract crowds to watch. Such things are naturally easy to "make famous", so it has already been spread in the powerful circle.

  Three daughters who were all good-looking were thrown into the hands like this! Huang Shizhong was very troubled: Under such circumstances, most of those who are willing to marry the three daughters have other motives. It can be said that these people are not marrying his three daughters, but him, a bad old man! Huang Shizhong naturally looked down on these people in his bones, but the ones he liked were unwilling to marry his three daughters.

  That's it... Huang Shizhong then set his mind on those poor but decent children from humble backgrounds. After searching around for a long time, I heard that Huang Shizhong actually fell in love with Xunzhou.

  Xun Zhou is having a headache for this matter these days!

   Lin Shaoqing from Dali Temple really doesn't want to talk, but once he does, it's always hard to refuse. Glancing at Xun Zhou who was beginning to hesitate, Wen Mingtang got up and opened the lid of the casserole. The red beans that had been soaked in advance and frozen in the ice cellar could easily produce sand. Seeing that the cooking was almost done, Wen Mingtang and the others set up another pot and boiled the small **** made of glutinous rice.

   After scooping out the red bean paste, the glutinous rice **** also floated up.

  While Xunzhou was still hesitating, Wen Mingtang and others had already made the bean paste dumplings, and then served them to the few people sitting in the public kitchen.

  The red beans have been boiled to produce sand. In the pure white porcelain bowl, the dark red bean paste sweet soup is the base, and a spoonful of white glutinous rice **** is covered in the middle. White and red, one bright and one dark, the eyes of people who look at it suddenly light up, but the most wonderful thing is the golden osmanthus dotted in the red and white.

  The strong feeling of late autumn is also blown by the embellishment of this pinch of golden osmanthus.

  The rich aroma of red beans and sweet-scented osmanthus burst into the nostrils along with the sweet soup in front of you.

Ignoring Xun Zhou who was still hesitating, Lin Fei picked up a spoon and scooped it down. The scooped up spoonful of sweet soup bean paste was used as the base, with two small glutinous rice **** dotted on top, and the floating surface of the **** and bean paste was sprinkled A few golden osmanthus flowers.

   After blowing on the spoonful of bean paste balls, Lin Fei put the bean paste **** into his mouth.

  Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu also put it into their mouths one after another: the taste of red bean salsa is mixed with the sweetness of beans. Master Wen thinks that he has added milk in it, and the rich frankincense can be tasted carefully. The boiled soft glutinous **** are mixed with the sweet red bean soup, which adds a different taste to the pure sweet red bean soup. Mixed with the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, it is really a mouthful, as if swallowing So-so throughout the fall.

   After eating a bowl of bean paste dumplings, the coolness of autumn was successfully driven away. The spoon in his hand scraped clean the sweet bean paste soup in the bowl. Liu Yuan put down the spoon until he could no longer scrape any more bean paste. When he looked up, he saw Xunzhou who was still hesitating on the opposite side. And him... the bowl of untouched bean paste dumplings in front of him.

  How can this be done? Liu Yuan quickly picked up the spoon he had just put down, and stretched it out: "Mr. Xun won't eat it? Give it to me! I can't stand waste!"

  How can the food cooked by Master Wen be wasted? no! He can't allow such a thing to happen!

But before the spoon could reach into Xunzhou's bowl, Xunzhou moved the bowl away from him and looked at Liu Yuan who "offered to help" in front of him. , there is no need to bother Liu Sicheng with this!"

  (end of this chapter)