Chapter 445

"Hello." This can frighten Xia Xiaoran. How can the child send everything to his mouth and snatch the water chestnut from the corner of Wang Zhiwen's mouth? "This thing can't be eaten raw, it's not clean."

"Oh." Wang Zhiwen nodded obediently. Looking at Wang Zhiwen like a good child, Xia Xiaoran is powerless. If this guy lives now, he will eat himself to death.

Turning his head to ignore Wang Zhiwen, Xia Xiaoran peeled off the water chestnut one by one and put it in the clear water.

Xia Xiaoran ignores Wang Zhiwen, which doesn't mean Wang Zhiwen will go. He pokes Xia Xiaoran's back with a finger. Xia Xiaoran gritted his teeth, "is there anything you can't say directly?" For Wang Zhiwen this little man's posture, Xia Xiaoran is also enough.

Listen to Xia Xiaoran talk to himself, Wang Zhiwen will know that she was not angry just now. The corners of his mouth turned and his eyes were smiling. "Didn't you promise me to write two poems? Now let's make one with water chestnut."

Xia Xiaoran turns his back on Wang Zhiwen and turns his mouth. He really thinks he is a literary giant. Spring flowers and Autumn Moon are all poems.

After taking a few deep breaths, Xia Xiaoran looks at the water caltrop in his hand and reads the poem dully, "why is the water caltrop slender and the water caltrop leaf Tiantian. Yuanyang and Yuanyu are floating in Qingchuan. Pick Ling Bai Xilang, paddle back before. When I met my sister, I came to pick lotus next to Pu. Jiao Rong into the flower chaos, Su wrist with not lead. To live in the language of preparation, wind skirt partial. When picking, forget to pick the angle, but pick the leaves on the boat. Give me a pair of lotus seeds. I'll give them back. "

Because Xia Xiaoran is not very familiar with this poem, he recites it very slowly, almost sentence by sentence. However, this poem is the kind of lingering and euphemistic, which is said by Xia Xiaoran biting words, but with a touch of tact.

In a daze, Wang Zhiwen subconsciously attached a song: "picking lotus in the evening, sunshine in the sky.". Picking lotus for the evening light. It is difficult for the wind to blow up the lake. The lotus is not rare. The lotus is falling. The boat moves and the egret flies. Lotus is around her wrist. The water chestnut leads the clothes far away

This poem is written by Xiao Gang, the Jianwen emperor of the Liang Dynasty. It echoes with Xia Xiaoran's Cailing poem. One is a beautiful girl who is afraid of rowing on the water and smiling because she is afraid of touching her clothes. The other is a young man who is walking on the river bank and has a long body and beautiful eyes.

It's a beautiful couple, Wang Zhiwen sighed, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became deeper and deeper.

It's a pity that Xia Xiaoran is merciless. He was tired of reciting a poem that he had seen 800 years ago and didn't know its age and author. He had to listen to Wang Zhiwen reciting it in his ear. If Xia Xiaoran didn't have water chestnut to deal with, she would beat Wang Zhiwen.

In fact, Xia Xiaoran did not dare to offend Wang Zhiwen. Raise a smiling face, Xia Xiaoran special dogleg to Wang Zhiwen said: "young master, you first room rest for a while, a meal is good."

Wang Zhiwen, who is pushed out of the kitchen by Xia Xiaoran, stares. Although he has never been with a woman, he knows how unreasonable it is to say love poems one moment ago and drive people out of the room the next.

After Wang Zhiwen makes such a fuss, Xia Xiaoran has no mind to make water chestnut. After a look at the white and tender water chestnut in the water, I thought that the left and right water chestnut would not be bad in this weather, so I would soak it first.

Before long, the smell of lotus root and spareribs came out of the soup pot. Xia Xiaoran took a spoon and tasted it. It was fresh and salty. He picked up his own ground pepper powder and added a little salt. Then Xia Xiaoran poured the lotus root and spareribs into the soup pot.

Hsia Xiaoran, who enters the room with a soup basin, sees Wang Zhiwen holding his usual posture and staring out of the window in a daze.

Young man, you can't pass the exam like this.

"Cough." Xia Xiaoran reminds Wang Zhiwen in his ear that he is in a good mood when he looks like a frightened cat.

Patted Wang Zhiwen's shoulder, Xia Xiaoran very "considerate" to say: "young master, first eat rice and then in a daze."

It has to be said that Xia Xiaoran's lotus root and spare ribs soup is very successful this time. The clear and bright spare ribs soup emits the fragrance of lotus root. Xia Xiaoran scoops a bowl for Wang Zhiwen first. Putting the bowl in front of Wang Zhiwen, Xia Xiaoran looked at Wang Zhiwen with burning eyes and asked eagerly, "do you have a good taste?"

The flavor of spareribs and lotus root mixed together, giving people an indescribable attractive feeling. Wang Zhiwen took a sip of soup spoon in Xia Xiaoran's warm eyes, and the taste was surprisingly good.

Nodding fiercely, Wang Zhiwen put down the spoon and asked Xia Xiaoran: "how is the spareribs soup made? There's no smell at all. "

Hearing this sincere praise, Xia Xiaoran breathed a sigh of relief and said: "mountain people have their own tricks."

Looking at Wang Zhiwen's wolfing down, Xia Xiaoran reminds Wang Zhiwen to eat slowly and cook another dish.

What Xia Xiaoran wants to cook is water chestnut roast meat, which is a typical Hubei dish. Shelled white water chestnut, with a special fragrance, fried with streaky pork, taste particularly good.

After soaking in the water for a long time, the water chestnut didn't move quickly. Xia Xiaoran cut the pork into pieces and blanched it in water. Cut onion and ginger, stir fry in boiling oil until fragrant, then put pork in, stir fry until oil comes out, and color soy sauce. At this time, add the water chestnut of Baisheng and continue to stir fry. Then reduce the fire a little and wait for the vegetables to be juiced.

In this era, few people eat water chestnut, even if they eat it, they cook it directly. But in fact, the taste of water chestnut roast meat is very good, water chestnut is not very oil-absorbing, but the aroma is very sufficient, it tastes refreshing. After eating, Wang Zhiwen was full of praise. Xia Xiaoran sits opposite Wang Zhiwen, looking at the way he is eating happily. Suddenly, he wants to turn the slightly thin young scholar into a fat man. Learn to cook every day, cook a few dishes, and then feed the young master to make him a fat man. It seems that such a day is not bad. Day by day, Xia Xiaoran's little life is very simple and leisurely. Every morning I get up and plunge into the kitchen to learn cooking skills from chef Wang Mingyuan. When it's time for dinner, I'll make some food to feed Wang Zhiwen. Xia Xiaoran knows that if he wants to develop Hubei cuisine, he must first upgrade his cooking skills. Beating iron also needs to be hard, which Xia Xiaoran still knows. So when I learned to cook, I also used 120 points of effort. There is Wang Mingyuan, a chef, who tries his best to teach, and Xia Xiaoran, as a passer-by, has a flexible mind, and has a lot of current recipes in his mind. The progress of cooking is rapid. This can be seen clearly from Wang Zhiwen, who has a growing appetite. It's a pity that Wang Zhiwen should not be fat. The meat is a few kilos longer, which is much stronger than the original appearance. But it's still a long way from the fat man. It seems that Xia Xiaoran's plan to develop a fat man has failed. With a plate of Ciba fish, Xia Xiaoran added a bowl to Wang Zhiwen and sighed. Wang Zhiwen held out his chopsticks and put a piece of fish into Xia Xiaoran's bowl“ It's OK. " Xia Xiaoran looks at the red Shaoyu in the bowl and answers in a stuffy voice. Looking up at Wang Zhiwen, he sighed again. There is a kind of person who has no conscience and never eats meat. Facing the thin Wang Zhiwen, he touches the swimming circle on his stomach. Xia Xiaoran wants to cry without tears.