The Daily Life of the Daughter of a Minor Official

Chapter 393 Cold Face

The carriage sped along and soon arrived at the lower mansion. Zhao Lin and Xie Qingyu returned to the inner bedroom with a gloomy face.

The girl and mother-in-law wanted to come over to wait on her, but Zhao Lin turned her away with a look. The mother-in-law who finally left closed the door tremblingly.

As soon as the door closed, Zhao Lin stretched out his hand and clamped Xie Qingyu's chin, "Don't rely on me, I won't dare to touch you."

"Then move!" Xie Qingyu looked provocative, "I'm waiting!"

One is red and can eat people, and the other has eyes that breathe fire.

The two looked at each other, neither one giving in, both wanting to tear the other into pieces.

After a long time, Zhao Lin shook off Xie Qingyu's chin, turned around, opened the door and left the bedroom.

At the door, the girls and women stood in silence under the porch, not daring to move.

"Everyone is dead, why don't you get in here."

Suddenly, there was an angry shout, and the girls and women came in to wait on her like dumplings.

Half an hour later, there was a girl at the door waiting for something to happen. Xie Qingyu saw it and said, "Say, what's the matter?"

"Go back to my husband... madam, the county prince, he... he... will go back to the study in the outer courtyard... just..."

The little girl was so frightened that she knelt down in front of the hostess. The rest of the words she didn't say were understood by everyone. Xie Qingyu picked up the tea and tasted it slowly, as if there had never been a little girl reporting things back and forth just a moment ago.

The weather was hot and she was covered in sweat all the way home. Su Ruojin quickly washed up and put on cool clothes.

Zhao Lan also washed up and came out in the small yard left for him by the Su family.

The hottest part of the day has finally passed. The sun is setting over the mountains and the sky is full of sunset. The scenery at dusk is particularly beautiful.

Zhao Lan asked his young wife, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"What do you want to eat?"

The weather was so hot. On the way home, Su Ruojin thought of a later Liaodong delicacy—cold noodles. On a hot summer day, eating a bowl of cool and refreshing cold noodles is a great way to relieve the heat.

There are different ways of making cold noodles in different places. In later generations, the cold noodles of a certain tribe in Liaodong were the most famous.

First soak the cold noodles in cold water for about ten minutes to make them soft. Meanwhile, prepare the required ingredients such as cucumber, coriander, and eggs.

Secondly, prepare the soul soup of the cold noodles. This can be spicy, sour or heavy according to everyone's taste. Anyway, the taste is in this bowl of soul soup.

Then cook the cold noodles, cook the soaked cold noodles in boiling water, then remove and rinse with cold water 3-4 times to remove excess starch and make the cold noodles more chewy.

After cooking, put the cold noodles into the clear soup chilled with ice, and then add ingredients such as chopped cucumbers, fungus shreds, eggs, and coriander.

Finally, sprinkle an appropriate amount of sesame seeds on the cold noodles and pour the prepared soup on top. In this way, a bowl of delicious cold noodles is ready.

Shu Tong called a boy and together they moved a large round table and placed it in the drafty corridor. It was filled with cold noodles.

Su Sanlang was as happy as a seven or eight-year-old boy when he saw the cold noodles that chilled his heart. He wished he could reach out and grab a bowl and eat it first.

He shouted, "Dad, brother-in-law, if you don't eat the dough, it will become doughy and it won't taste good."

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Su Yanli raised his head and smiled at his son-in-law, "I'll save this game of chess for you later."

Zhao Lan stood up and saluted, "Yes, father."

The last ray of light from the sky fell into the horizon, and twilight was closing in. Mao Ya asked someone to light the lantern, and in a blink of an eye, the area around the dining table suddenly became bright.

Su Sanlang didn't have enough in one bowl, so he went to get another bowl, "Sister, this is a bit like cold Tao, but it's more filling than Tao."

Su Ruojin smiled and said, "Brother, I will make you a bowl every night from now on."

Su Ganzhi: ...Sister, if you agree, my brother-in-law won’t agree either, right?