When Yang Yuan walked into Song's snack shop, there were not many customers in the shop.
It's not the time to welcome customers yet. It's not until the lights are brightly lit at night that this snack street will be filled with customers.
There are only five or six tables in the front hall of Song's snack shop, and now there are only two tables of customers.
Yang Yuan did not say hello to the guests, but quietly passed through the hall and went to the kitchen.
I saw a petite and exquisite figure carefully making a fish breast in front of the chopping board.
As soon as he saw this figure, Yang Yuan's face showed a touch of tenderness.
He breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the door frame, and looked at the little cook who was carefully making fish dumplings with a smile.
The little cook's name is Lu Xi, and she is the only daughter of Mr. Song.
More than a year ago, when Yang Yuan came to this world unexpectedly and wandered into Qingshi Lane, it was the kind-hearted girl from Luxi who made him a steaming bowl of green onion noodles.
It was Lu Xi who also found out that he might have some relationship with Yang Che, the marriage officer of the Imperial City Department, so he kept him in the store until Yang Che came back from duty.
Yang Yuan was a crisis public relations officer in his previous life, specializing in helping people deal with various crisis incidents. His thinking reaction and adaptability were so powerful. Therefore, in one afternoon, he had quietly extracted from Lu Xi what she knew about Yang. The situation of Che and his long lost brother.
At that time, he decided that Yang Che was his big brother!
In the Song Dynasty, where he had no relatives, he had to have someone to rely on and a place to stay.
Of course, as a marriage officer of the Imperial City Department, Yang Che is not an ordinary person.
The reason why he could easily believe that Yang Yuan was his long-lost brother was not only that Yang Yuan could tell some information that only their brothers knew, but also because he was only nine years old when the two brothers were separated while fleeing south. He was only six and a half years old, so it was impossible for him to remember many things.
Under this situation, Yang Yuan was able to cope with Yang Che's cross-examination by relying on some information he had obtained from Lu Xi in advance.
Yang Che's lost brother in the north was originally named Yang Ze, but now he changed his name from "Yang Ze" to Yang Yuan, and he also gave a reasonable explanation.
When he was separated from his family, he was just over six years old and had no ability to survive. Of course, someone would adopt him.
It is already very rare for him to insist on not changing his ancestral surname but only changing his name. What more can be asked of him?
From then on, Yang Yuan became Yang Che's brother, and became a tenant of the Song family snack shop together with his eldest brother.
Yang Yuan is not as serious and upright as Yang Che, so he quickly gets involved with the innocent little cook Lu Xi, and a secret love develops.
It's just that Lu Xi's father, Father Song, always looked down on him with black eyes and white eyes, so he never dared to pierce the window paper between the two of them and let people know about it.
Lu Xi didn't notice that Yang Yuan was back and was still concentrating on making delicious food.
She likes to cook food, and also likes to research and invent some new dishes. Whenever she makes a delicious meal, she is particularly satisfied and happy.
Lu Xi is sixteen years old, with a petite figure, a round face, a little baby fat, and a pair of silkworm eyes.
Her bun was tied with a bow with a red ribbon, a bamboo hairpin was inserted on it, and there was an apricot flower in the hair.
At this time, she was wearing a short shirt with a straight collar and double breasts, and had looped arms. The looped arms went around her shoulders and hugged her sleeves tightly, making it easier for her to use the knife.
But because of this, the soft and youthful curves of her chest were clearly revealed.
Lu Xi, with a section of his white arm exposed, was making "fish maw with two colors".
Her knife skills were very good. She sliced the fish as thin as cicada wings, and the pieces fell onto the celadon plate. With just a little arrangement, it turned out to be a very exquisite meal.
Lu Xi, who didn't know that someone was staring at her at the door, exuded a focused and simple aura.
That kind of concentration and simplicity makes her have the sweetness and purity of the girl next door.
After placing the dishes, Lu Xi picked up a touch of scallion foam and sprinkled it on carefully.
For fish and clams, use green onions in spring and mustard in autumn.
The weather is now May, and many people in Jiangnan have light tastes, so she only used some green onion to remove the fishiness and enhance the flavor.
Lu Xi picked up the plate, and as soon as she turned around, she found Yang Yuan leaning on the door frame and looking at her with a smile.
"Ah, you're back!" Lu Xi jumped for joy and handed the plate over: "Here, it's for the table with the two guests."
Yang Yuan didn't answer, and immediately lost his temper: "Oh, I just came back from Banjing Pavilion, and my legs were broken..."
Lu Xi wrinkled his nose at him, changed the blade of his knife, cut a piece of braised sausage on the chopping board with a "du" sound, held it between his fingers, and pouted at him: "Open your mouth!"
"Ah~~~"
Luxi's feeding was successful. Yang Yuan narrowed his eyes with satisfaction. While chewing the fragrant braised sausage, he raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.
A fragrant jasmine flower suddenly appeared in his hand.
Yang Yuan learned this from an illusion master from Zhongwazi. He couldn't help but teach him, but he only taught him this trick.
Every time he went out to deliver a call, Yang Yuan would always fold some seasonal flowers and bring them back as gifts, making the little girl from Luxi smile.
Lu Xi was indeed very happy, with a pair of silkworm eyes and a sweet smile.
She did not take the flowers, but came closer, raised her face, and looked up at Yang Yuan with a smile.
Yang Yuan took off the slightly wilted apricot flower from her hair and carefully inserted the fresh jasmine flower between her blue hair.
Lu Xi tilted his head and asked with a smile: "Does it look good?"
Yang Yuan nodded vigorously: "Yeah! You're right! This girl is so charming and attractive, so exciting!"
Lu Xi elbowed him and said coquettishly: "You are poor, you bad second brother."
Father Song came in from the backyard dragging a lame leg with a clay pot filled with condiments.
He looked down into the kitchen and saw Yang Yuan standing facing his daughter. The petite Lu Xi looked up at him, smiling like a spring flower.
Father Song suddenly became very angry, as if a pot of flowers that he had cared for carefully was about to be taken away with the flower and the pot.
He slowed down, quietly passed by the kitchen door, stood in the aisle, and then shouted: "The guests' food! Why haven't you brought it out yet?"
The two people in the kitchen were looking at each other lovingly, like a pair of wild mandarin ducks being beaten with a stick, and they immediately distanced themselves.
Lu Xi hurriedly handed the plate to Yang Yuan and signaled to the outside. Yang Yuan took the fish and turned around and left.
Father Song put the condiment jar on the guest table with an apologetic smile. He turned around and saw Yang Yuan, and his face suddenly darkened.
Yang Yuan just pretended not to see it, walked quickly to the table where the two guests were, and put down the fish breasts.
Father Song snorted coldly, but sighed helplessly in his heart.
The eldest son of the Yang family is such a good young man. He is mature and stable, and he is a public servant. He is so respectable to say the least.
But that kid from Luxi had been with him for many years, so why didn’t he like him?
It happened that this Erlang of the Yang family was smooth-tongued and an idle man without a serious job, so he managed to coax his daughter into submission.
Father Song is worried, can this kind of man be a good match? No, I can't let him trick my daughter.
Didn’t the eldest son of the Yang family ask me to be a matchmaker for his younger brother? I have to get this done for him quickly!
