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Feng Shuo looked at her carefully and said, "You are not worried about me taking advantage of others after drinking, but you are worried about going back."

His delicate eyebrows and eyes seemed to be traced with an ink brush, and his usually cold eyes were full of enthusiasm. Because he had just drunk a glass of wine, his well-shaped lips were stained with water, and behind him was a blooming plum blossom. , Very gorgeous.

Jiang Yanyi said: "You are really drunk, but I am not in danger."

Only Jiu Zhuang is cowardly, really drunk, but can't mess with sex.

This time it was Feng Shuo's turn to be stunned: "You are a daughter, who taught you how to speak."

Jiang Yan said without changing his face, "I read it in the book."

Feng Shuo couldn't help but reflect, the travel notes he found for her, did they really talk about something?

Jiang Yanyi pursed his lips, and poured a glass of fruit wine into the earthenware bowl that the old man brought up to drink. The fruit wine was sweet, with a hint of sourness, and did not have a heavy alcohol taste. The strength might be similar to that of rice wine. From the mouth to the stomach, it feels inexplicably refreshing.

She didn't taste what kind of fruit it was, but the taste was very refreshing, which surprised her.

"What kind of fruit is it made of? It's delicious." Jiang Yanyi praised.

Feng Shuo very naturally took the wine bowl she drank from, brought it to his lips to taste, frowned and pondered for a while and said: "I haven't tasted it yet."

He regained his sense of taste not long ago. Although he had drunk a lot of wine before, he couldn't taste it.

Jiang Yan complained that he drank from his own pottery bowl. He wanted to say something, but he swallowed it again.

I've already kissed you, so I'm more concerned about it now, isn't it too hypocritical?

She changed the subject and said, "Do you come here often?"

Feng Shuo looked at Mei Lin outside the window and said, "I don't come here often, I can only visit when it snows."

While talking, the old man brought out a brazier to keep them warm.

Jiang Yanyi followed the trend and asked, "Old man, what fruit do you use to make your fruit wine?"

The old man replied: "It is made from wild pears on the mountain. It tastes good, right?"

Although he was old, his eyes were transparent and clear, not cloudy at all.

Jiang Yanyi only felt that he was being watched by the old man, and he seemed to see through his whole being. What kind of eyes does an old man who sells wine in a mountain wine house have?

She nodded: "It's delicious. If the old man has a lot of wine, I'd like to buy more."

The old man made a sound, and looked at Feng Shuo: "It's rare that you brought someone to take care of me and ruin the old man's business."

Feng Shuo said to Jiang Yanyi: "The old man is very sloppy, if you want to buy some wine sold in the store, don't buy from him."

The old man changed into an angry expression in an instant: "Go, go, you bastard with no conscience, you still want to disturb the old man's business!"

When he looked at Jiang Yanyi, he changed his loving face again: "The girl was born with such a sign, and has a good temper. Why did she fall in love with Hunzi?"

Feng Shuo put down the wine bowl: "If you talk nonsense, old man, don't even think about paying for the drink today."

The old man just gave up, and said to Jiang Yanyi: "There are still plenty of good wines in the wine cellar, and the old man has all kinds of wine like a girl."

Jiang Yanyi said to the old man, "I'll make ten jars each of fruit wine and plum blossom wine."

The old man was so happy that all the creases on his face unfolded: "It's a big deal, girl, sit down for a while, the old man will get you some food to eat."

When the old man entered the inner room, Jiang Yanyi asked Feng Shuo, "Are you familiar with the old man?"

Feng Shuo drank his wine, his gaze became distant: "It's an old friend."

Jiang Yan thought it's no wonder, the old man's demeanor is not like ordinary people.

It was freezing cold, and Jiang Yan couldn't bear an old man working in the kitchen, so she went into the kitchen to help.

The old man was humming a tune and was processing a piece of bacon. Seeing Jiang Yanyi coming in, he glanced at her and continued to work: "The girl is just sitting outside and warming herself by the fire."

Jiang Yanyi said: "The younger generation knows some cooking skills. It's freezing cold, so the younger generation should do some cooking."

Seeing that she was neatly dressed and her hands were white and delicate, the old man was clearly a rich lady, so he thought she was kind and said, "Don't dirty your good clothes."

Jiang Yanyi insisted: "No."

She took the bacon that was half processed by the old man. After cutting the bacon, the lean meat was reddish brown, while the fat was light yellow like amber. She praised: "You smoked the bacon well."

The old man saw that Jiang Yanyi cut meat neatly, not like a flower shelf, and he could tell whether the meat was good or bad just by the color of the meat. He was obviously a good cook, so he started talking: "The old man uses wild sorbet wood for bacon. It took a lot of effort to smoke the burned fruit with charcoal."

Jiang Yanyi cut the cleaned bacon into large cubes, put it in a pot to cook, and peeled the winter bamboo shoots aside: "I saw a lot of good things in your place today, and winter bamboo shoots are hard to find in the market. "

The old man stroked his gray beard quite complacently: "The girl knows what to buy, and the city is full of delicacies that can't be bought with money, and the old man eats it as a daily meal."

Most likely because of a good conversation, the old man went out for a while, and when he came in again, he held a basket in his hand: "There are some bamboo fungus here, it's cold, kill a chicken and make soup for you."

Jiang Yanyi only glanced at it, and asked in surprise, "Zhijin bamboo fungus?"

Dictyophora is also known as "Bamboo Ginseng". As one of the "Eight Treasures of the Mountain", it can be seen that it is precious. Zhijin Dictyophora is called "Queen of Fungi" in later generations. Compared with ordinary Dictyophora, it is more precious than ordinary Dictyophora. times.

Seeing that Jiang Yanyi could call out his name, the old man became more and more complacent: "The girl is very knowledgeable."

There are more than a dozen chickens raised in his yard, and they don't lay much eggs in winter.

Catching chickens on a snowy day will naturally make chickens fly. He is old and has bad legs, so the job of catching chickens, killing chickens and plucking their feathers falls to Feng Shuo, which is not good for Feng Shuo. It doesn't cost anything.

This kind of top-grade bamboo fungus cannot be wasted. Jiang Yanyi plans to make "bamboo fungus hibiscus". Speaking of bamboo fungus hibiscus, it was one of the famous banquet dishes in her original world, and the foreign president ate it when he visited. They are all full of praise.

Jiang Yanyi cut off the breast meat from the Fengshuo-processed chicken and kept it for later use, and cut the remaining whole chicken into pieces to stew in chicken soup.

The "Furong" in "Bamboo Sun Furong" refers to chicken meat. Jiang Yanyi chops the chicken breast into a fine meat paste with the back of a knife, beats in two egg whites, adds a small amount of water and fine salt, mixes well, and steams over water until cooked.

The first step is to pay attention to the word "tender" in the processing of ingredients. A good "Furong" is more tender than tofu after steaming. It is instant in the mouth and has a strong chicken fragrance.

The old man's kitchen was narrow, and it was crowded when there were too many people. He saw that Jiang Yanyi seemed to have two brushes in cooking, and after explaining to Jiang Yanyi where to put the seasonings, he went out to have a drink with Feng Shuo by the brazier  wine.

Jiang Yan thought that the chicken soup in the pot would not be boiled for a while, so he planned to stir-fry bacon and winter bamboo shoots first.

The winter bamboo shoots are fragrant and tender, and the bacon tastes mellow and firm, and the combination of the two is really wonderful!

The cooked bacon can be pierced with a slight poke of chopsticks.

Jiang Yanyi scooped up the bacon, let it cool and cut it into thin slices for later use.Boil water in a pot, and blanch the winter bamboo shoots to remove the astringency.

When the water in the pot is dry and the sesame oil is heated to [-]% heat, put the bacon slices and winter bamboo shoots into the pan and stir-fry together. The fat in the bacon is stimulated into large oil, and when mixed with vegetable oil, the fried winter bamboo shoots taste more fragrant.

Because the bacon itself is relatively salty, Jiang Yanyi only put a pinch of salt, added bean drums, cooking wine, and chopped garlic, and then poured a spoonful of fresh soup made from old hens, and the aroma wafted out of the whole hut. .

The old man who was drinking with Feng Shuo outside sucked his nose and stretched his neck and shouted towards the kitchen: "What kind of food does the girl cook, it smells so delicious!"

Jiang Yanyi's voice came from the house: "Stir-fried bacon with bamboo shoots, you can eat right away!"

The old man turned his head to Feng Shuo and said, "You have a lot of good fortune!"

Feng Shuo dropped a piece on the chessboard, with a faint smile on his lips, he said, "You lost."

The old man poked his head around and saw that he was really exhausted in the last game. He waved his hand: "No, I won't come. I could beat you a few games in the early years, but now I keep losing. It's boring!"

Feng Shuo said: "Learn to sail against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat."

The old man drank some wine, looked at Mei Lin in front of the house and said: "I'm old, I don't want to bother."

Feng Shuo's gaze followed him to Mei Lin: "Back then, Mu's family was ransacked, and you were willing to die in the Jinluan Hall, but today the situation is under separatism, why don't you want to go out?"

There was a look of sadness in the eyes of the old man: "Wen died to remonstrate, Wu died to fight, Chen Zhongbo died in the Golden Temple five years ago, and the one who lives in this world today is just a wine seller."

Feng Shuo asked him: "Where's Chi Qing? You don't want to take care of him anymore?"

The old man said: "I have taught him everything I can. How far he can go and where he can go depends entirely on his making. If it is really a matter of life and death, I hope you can save his life."

Feng Shuo said, "Naturally."

The old man said: "You have protected the two brothers for me for so many years, old man, I owe you a favor. If there is a suitable seedling, you can send it to me. I can't teach another Mu Xuanqing. But it’s not enough to teach you a dead set.”

Feng Shuo didn't use the wine bowl anymore, he directly picked up the wine jar and took a sip, looked out the window, wiped the wine stains from his lips with his hand and said, "Let's talk."

"dinner's ready!"

Jiang Yanyi yelled in the kitchen, and the two stopped talking.

The winter bamboo shoots and bacon are fried, and the chicken soup is ready.

The remaining steps of "Bamboo Sun Furong" are very simple. Pour the boiled chicken soup into the pot, cut the soaked Zhijin bamboo fungus into slices, put it in the pot and roll it in the chicken soup, and use a spoon to scoop the steamed "Fu Rong" into thin slices , Put it into the soup, and then serve it out of the pot.

Dictyophora hibiscus soup pays attention to a thick but not greasy, light but not thin, clear and fragrant.

Jiang Yanyi took out the dishes, while the old man went to get a bowl for the rice.

In the severe cold of winter, Jiang Yanyi first served everyone a bowl of soup. The old man's bowls were all made of rough pottery, but a little soup didn't affect the aroma of the soup.

After drinking it in one sip, the whole stomach warmed up. The soup had the fresh aroma of chicken and bamboo fungus, and half of the oil beads disappeared.

The old man sighed straight away: "The soup is delicious!"

He picked up a piece of bacon with a good amount of fat in his chopsticks, wrapped it in a big mouthful of rice, and ate it, nodding his head repeatedly: "The fried meat is well done!"

The fat part of the bacon is boiled soft, but the lean part is still quite chewy. The flavors of garlic sprouts, bean drums, and winter bamboo shoots are all mixed in the noodles, which is really fragrant.

Compared with the old man who eats while boasting, Feng Shuo probably pays attention to eating without saying a word, without saying a word, and the movement of eating is very elegant, but the speed of the chopsticks is faster than anyone else, and occasionally he gets caught. A thin piece of bacon, he put it in Jiang Yanyi's bowl without compromising.

After a meal, the winter bamboo shoots and bacon were eaten clean, and the bamboo fungus and hibiscus soup was drank to the point where there was only a pot of chicken soup left in the kitchen. The old man said that he would save it for rice at night.

Jiang Yanyi was a little frustrated, Feng Shuo took her to Meilin for a stroll to digest food.

The old man looked at the backs of the two of them, sitting by the stove, drinking some wine, with a little bit of drunkenness on his face, and sang the song he used to listen to in time: "Meng Hui Ying Zhuan , "Chaos" is all over the years, and people stand in the courtyard. The smoke is exhausted, and the embroidery thread is thrown away, so this spring is as good as last year?" 1

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Xu was just full because Jiang Yanyi went outside to admire the plums again, but he didn't feel cold.

She walked briskly in front, Feng Shuo followed behind her wearing a cloak.

Jiang Yanyi ran to a crooked-necked plum tree and looked up for a while, then ran to the trunk of the tree, turned her head and called Feng Shuo loudly: "Come here!"

Behind her is Baixuehongmei, but her eyebrows and eyes seem to be a little brighter than that of Xueshanghanmei.

"What's wrong?" Feng Shuo looked at her with softer eyes than ever before, and walked over at a leisurely pace.

Seeing that he was almost under the tree, Jiang Yanyi suddenly shook the trunk with his hand, the snow on the plum branches covered Feng Shuo's body, and some even fell into his neck, which made him shiver.

The prank succeeded, and Jiang Yan couldn't help but flinch.

Feng Shuo glanced at her: "You've gone against the sky today, haven't you?"

He raised his feet to chase, but Jiang Yanyi let go of his feet and ran away.

It's just that due to the disparity in leg length and body size, she was caught by Feng Shuo within a few steps.

Jiang Yanyi clutched the collar of the cloak tightly with both hands. Because of running just now, her porcelain-like skin flushed. She said fiercely, "Don't throw snowballs under my collar."

Feng Shuo leaned over and kissed her cold lips.

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A baby mentioned the issue of the heroine changing her surname, because Jiang was the heroine’s surname before time travel, and there are so many chapters, the heroine suddenly changed her surname, fearing that some babies would not adapt, so the heroine didn’t change her surname, only her younger brother change surname~

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