Chapter 165： : There are flowers that can be folded and must be folded straight

Meat such as fish, beef, and mutton are cut into slices as thin as snow and neatly stacked in a large bowl filled with ice.

A variety of meatballs, vegetables, as well as vermicelli, dumplings, tofu, quail eggs, kelp, mushrooms, egg dumplings, etc., placed on plates and bowls, and placed around the soup pot.

Shen Yizhi made several more convenient cooked dishes, such as crispy pork, lotus root clips, fried chicken legs, etc.

Of course, ice cream is also indispensable.

Hot pot with ice cream is simply delicious.

The soup in the pot is boiling, bubbling and fragrant.

Shen Yizhi used serving chopsticks to put down some food and went in, "Everyone can pick up whatever they want to eat. You're welcome."

Everyone has a small plate in front of them, which contains the sauce prepared by Shen Yizhi according to their taste.

Shen Yizhi liked spicy food, so she put more chili peppers. When the mutton slices were cooked, she rolled them in the sauce plate and put them in her mouth. At that moment, she felt like she was going to ascend to heaven.

Qing Bao was busy scooping out the ice cream to eat, but seeing his mother eating it so temptingly, he suddenly felt that the ice cream became less attractive. He leaned over and opened his mouth: "Mother, I want it too."

Shen Yizhi scalded a piece of beef, dipped it in the sauce, blew on it, and brought it to his mouth, "It's a bit hot, eat it slowly."

He had short hands and the pot was placed in the middle of the table, so it was not convenient for him to eat. Shen Yizhi boiled a lot of things for him at once, put them in his bowl and let him eat slowly.

As soon as each dish is finished, a new one is served, and the plates on the table are both empty and full.

As a monk, Shen Yizhi has not yet reached the stage of fasting, so he has a great need for food.

Needless to say, Qing Bao, a small person, has an appetite as good as hers.

Qian Wu and Kun San are both martial arts practitioners, and Mo Feiyang is also a monk, and they both have huge appetites.

This table is full, so Han Baoluo and Cui Mi only have two appetites, which is the standard of ordinary people.

In the end, both the grandfather and grandson were so full that their intestines and stomachs were filled with food, while the others were still fighting. And it seemed that he could still fight for a long time, which made the two of them envious.

They also want to continue eating, but their stomachs no longer allow it.

With no eyes on sight and no appetite for food, we helped each other to the yard and went for a walk to eat.

The sky is dotted with stars, and bright lanterns are hung under the eaves. The lights inside are not candles, but luminous stones. It will automatically light up at night.

There are also floor lamps scattered in the yard, illuminating everything.

The night wind blows on me, gentle and cool.

The flowers and plants all over the courtyard are quietly exuding their fragrance, making people feel relaxed and peaceful.

At such a moment, the petals of the pot of epiphyllum under the eaves that Cui Mi coveted during the day slowly unfolded.

Han Baoluo was pleasantly surprised and hurriedly shouted inside: "Sister Zhizhi, come and see! The epiphyllum has bloomed!"

Shen Yizhi hurriedly carried Qing Bao out. The moment he saw the epiphyllum blooming, he was stunned by the beauty. After reacting, he quickly took out the photo stone to record the beautiful and dreamy scene in front of him.

It’s a pity that I only recorded half of it, which makes me feel a little regretful.

Soon, she thought that she could actually try to use the spiritual spring to ripen the epiphyllum, and artificially create the moment when the epiphyllum blooms. There are also many epiphyllums in the space. She will try it later!

The sight of thousands of epiphyllums vying to bloom will be absolutely beautiful!

Everyone held their breath and watched the epiphyllum blooming in front of them. How many people will never see such a beautiful scene in their entire lives? Since they are lucky enough to encounter it, why don’t they take a closer look at it?

However, at the most beautiful moment when the epiphyllum was fully blooming, Shen Yizhi suddenly destroyed the flower with his hands and plucked the entire epiphyllum on the branch, which was as big as a basin.

Cui Mi was so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe, "You, you..."

“Mr. Cui, the epiphyllum is so beautiful, can you bear to watch it wither and wither?”

Cui Mi fell silent, obviously unable to bear it.

“So, instead of waiting for it to wither, it is better to pick it when it is at its most beautiful and make it into delicious food! As the saying goes, the flowers must be cut off when they are in bloom, but the branches must be cut off when there are no flowers.”

Cui Mi: “…”

Is this sentence used in this way? Don't think that because he is older, it is easy to fool him.

However, the flowers have already been picked, what can he say.

Shen Yizhi immediately took the epiphyllum into the kitchen. Han Baoluo and Kun San wanted to come in to help, but she refused.

“It’s just a small snack, you don’t need it, just sit outside.”

What she is going to make this time is pancake jelly.

The method is very simple. Put the epiphyllum petals into a pot and cook over low heat. The petals melt little by little and become sticky. Then she pours in the syrup boiled in another pot little by little and stirs slowly.

Until the two are completely blended together, regardless of each other, becoming a beautiful bright red.

Shen Yizhi added the foamed egg white into it and continued to stir.

Then put the mixture in the pot into wine cups, put them into the ever-burning cauldron and freeze them.

Take it out in a few minutes and the pancake jelly is ready!

The color is a very beautiful and delicate light pink, and it smells of a light milky fragrance and the unique clear fragrance of epiphyllum.

Shen Yizhi put the jelly in the tray and took it out, "Here, the jelly is ready, one for each person."

There is a small spoon in the tray.

Qing Baodang took a cup first and handed it to Cui Mi, "Grandpa Cui, you eat." He then thoughtfully handed over a small spoon.

Cui Mi suddenly smiled, and the depression in his heart because the best night-bloom was destroyed in front of him and he was unable to save it also dissipated.

Qing Bao gave another drink to each of the others, and finally it was his turn.

Seeing him like this, Shen Yizhi was very pleased. He was worthy of being her cub, he was indeed sensible and considerate.

At this time, she selectively forgot about Qing Bao's naughty behavior.

Epiphyllum jelly tastes a bit like ice cream, but it is softer and smoother than ice cream. It is a bit like a combination of jelly and ice cream.

In short, it’s so delicious that you don’t want to leave it alone.

Before Cui Mi put down the spoon, he felt that it was a waste of natural resources, such a beautiful and exquisite epiphyllum.

Then after taking it into his mouth, he instantly threw the epiphyllum out of his mind.

Looking at the small cup in his hand, he felt that he could easily eat a hundred and eighty cups.

It’s a pity that there is only one cup.

No matter how slowly he ate and how cherished he was, the jelly in his hand soon ran out.

He scraped the cup with a spoon, not even missing the little scraps.

Finally, he licked the spoon, his movements and demeanor were the same as Qing Bao's.

Sensing something was wrong, Cui Mi looked up and found that everyone was staring at him, and his face suddenly turned red.

The scene of gluttony was seen by these juniors. It was really embarrassing and embarrassing.

Cui Mi forced his respect, and said with a pretended calm face: "Ahem, this epiphyllum jelly tastes very good. I'm full, so I'll go back to my room first, and you young people can eat slowly."

When his figure disappeared from sight, Shen Yizhi and Han Baoluo looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

This old gentleman is really cute.