"It's unfair. Why am I being lazy? It's not time for dinner. What's wrong, Mr. Hou, do you want to show off your cooking skills? Let me give you a try?"
After being kicked, the fat chef shouted at Xiao Han that he was wronged. However, when he saw the Marquis leading Xue Pan, the Fat Chef probably guessed something, and started to encourage his Marquis in the second half of the sentence. As the saying goes: A man who doesn’t want to be a cook can’t catch a good girl~
"Ahem, um, I didn't eat enough this morning. Let's see if there's anything to eat..."
"Master Hou, there is..." in the kitchen.
The young apprentice who had just reported the purchase to his master heard Xiao Han's question and was about to raise his head to answer. Unfortunately, before he could finish his sentence, his master kicked him away!
This colorless thing, with the beauty in front, the Marquis would not leave her to eat even if he starved to death, let alone being hungry! What a pig brain!
"Ah, um, there are ingredients in the kitchen. What do you want to eat, Mr. Marquis? I'll help you. To be honest, I haven't eaten the food cooked by Mr. Marquis for a long time. I almost feel like I'm having fun with my mouth. I'm such a learner. I’m not good at it, I always feel that the taste is too different from Mr. Hou~”
"Be a beggar chicken~"
As soon as the fat chef finished speaking, he heard a clear voice. Both the fat chef and Xiao Han turned their heads to look, only to find Xiao Ai hiding behind Xue Pan with a blushing face.
As for Xiao Ai, he is an out-and-out foodie. When we were hiking up the mountain yesterday, I heard Xiao Min and the others boasting about the deliciousness of beggar's chicken. Unfortunately, I was too hungry at noon, and the prepared beggar's chicken turned into a big pot of soup. Although it was extremely delicious, I still couldn't forget it in my heart. When I heard the fat chef asked what to eat, my head twitched, and I said it smoothly.
"It's so embarrassing..." Xiao Ai wanted to let her get in through the cracks in an orderly manner. How could such a good girl be so greedy? The key is that now being seen by outsiders makes me even more embarrassed.
Although the fat chef was wide and fat, he could be said to have a delicate heart. Seeing that the little girl was so embarrassed, he quickly stretched out his thumb and comforted her: "Oh, this beautiful lady said it right, this is called a flower chicken, but my family The Marquis’ undisclosed secrets should never be seen! The origin of this beggar chicken is quite interesting!"
"Interesting? Why is it interesting?" Xue Pan became interested when he heard this, glanced at Xiao Han, and then asked the fat chef.
The fat chef was also unambiguous. He even gestured and said to the master and servant Xue Pan: "Oh, you don't know something. When my Marquis was inspecting the territory, he was hungry and accidentally shot a It’s just a fat chicken, but it’s a pity that it didn’t bring a pot. This is very difficult to deal with. I can’t eat it while guarding the delicious food. Isn’t this urgent?”
"Yeah, what happened next?"
I like listeners like Xue Pan, who can always ask the right questions. The fat chef continued with an air of dignity: "Then? All those idiot followers sighed. Only my Marquis was ingenious and used yellow mud to paste the fat chicken inside. Bury it in the ground, light a fire above, and lock all the aroma of the fat chicken in the mud shell. When it's ripe, crack the mud shell open, and well, it's a fragrant smell!
Later, after returning home, Mr. Marquis and I discussed improving the recipe, and finally came up with this dish. The taste is absolutely delicious! "
The fat chef boasted endlessly, and Xue Pan and Xiao Ai were stunned for a while. Especially Xiao Ai, who had long forgotten his shyness, and his mouth was almost drooling. He wished he could have a big meal right now. .
"Our Lord Marquis is..."
"Okay, okay, don't be too lazy!" Xiao Han, who had been standing there for a long time, saw that the fat chef was still bragging, so he quickly pulled him aside: "Do you have any chickens at home? Hurry up and make one. I'm so greedy after hearing this. …”
Seeing that several members of the audience were successfully aroused by him, Fat Chef Le almost lost his sight and grinned: "Okay, I can handle this little thing myself without you, Lord Marquis!" Just watch it!" After saying that, he rushed into the kitchen excitedly and shouted to his apprentice to quickly kill the chicken and scald the feathers.
Watching the fat chef work is also a kind of enjoyment. Even though he is obese, everyone in the family knows that the fat chef is actually an extremely serious person, especially after he changed his job and became a cook! Put down the horizontal knife and replace it with a kitchen knife, but your knife skills are even better.
Bring the steaming chicken over, wrap the prepared spices in a small cloth, stuff it into the belly of the chicken, then start to smear the chicken body with various sauces and oil, and finally wrap it firmly with lotus leaves. It was buried in a special pile of loess and put on top with fruit trees. The process was so rigorous that Xiao Han was amazed. No wonder the beggar's chicken tastes better and better.
The fat chef was cooking, and Xiao Han and Xue Pan were watching, especially Xue Pan, who was a rich lady at home. Yesterday we had a picnic, and today we were squatting in the kitchen watching people cook. All of this was like never before. It made her feel fresh, and she would interject a few questions from time to time. She was not like Xiao Ai at all, saying nothing. In just a short while, she ate three cucumbers, two small eggplants, and a stir-fried soybean. Oh, now I have disappeared again. I don’t know where I went to search for good things...
When the fire rose, the smoke in the room also rose, and the air began to become a little choking. Xiao Han and Xue Pan hurriedly escaped from the door, breathing in the fresh air.
Xiao Han ran to the middle of the small courtyard in one breath and took two deep breaths. Only then did he have time to say: "Oh my God, I'm choking to death. This fat guy didn't know how to add a chimney. It seems like he's choking less!"
Xue Pan followed Xiao Han and nodded in agreement: "That's right, it almost made me cry..."
"Oh? Hahahaha...then wipe it quickly, I won't peek~"
"I'm not afraid of you peeking!" Xue Pan replied with a smile, looking at Xiao Han's back in front of him, and suddenly said: "Xiao Han, you are so free here..."
After Xiao Han heard this, he looked back at Xue Pan strangely: "Eh? Why did you say that suddenly?"
"Nothing..." Xue Pan blushed slightly and immediately lowered his head: "By the way, my brother said you once wrote a poem while drinking. He heard it very well and always wanted to complete the poem. It’s a pity that in the end, there is still no sentence that is worthy of these two sentences. Can you tell me the other ones?”
"What poem? Why don't I remember it?" Xiao Han asked strangely.
"Don't laugh, Lord, lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times! This is the song."
After Xue Pan finished reading, Xiao Han felt even more confused. Why didn't he have any impression at all? Could it be that the original owner of the poem had jumped out? It’s impossible, Wang Han hasn’t been born yet!
Xiao Han was thinking about it with his eyebrows, and fell into Xue Pan's eyes, but mistakenly thought that he was composing poetry, and he couldn't help but look forward to it even more.
A gust of cold wind blew by, lifting the corner of Xiao Han's clothes. Xue Pan looked at it from this angle. Xiao Han's frowning and thinking look seemed completely different from his usual cheerful and joking look, and it had a different flavor.
However, Xiao Han frowned not just because he was thinking, but... He is really a little cold now. For the sake of grace, I can't bear it. I just compose poems. I compose. I will quickly find a place to warm myself up. There was a cold just now. The sun, why is the sun gone now?
Thinking of this, Xiao Han gritted his teeth, suppressed the thought of trembling, stretched out his hand and slowly made a gesture of holding the wine, and then said loudly: "Grape wine luminous cup, if you want to drink, Pipa will remind you immediately." Don’t laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times!”
"Glow-in-the-dark cup of grape wine..." Seeing Xiao Han composing a poem seriously, Xue Pan was a little distracted for a moment. When he saw Xiao Han looking over, he quickly lowered his head and silently recited these two sentences in his heart. I read it a few times, and the more I read, the easier it became. The image of a free and extraordinary warrior came to my mind, but the face of this warrior was a little blurry. Maybe, he looked like Xiao Han?
Time always flies by, especially when he is in a good mood. Xiao Han feels that it is always the autumn rain that just fell yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, it is winter.
I originally thought that Xue Pan would come back after staying for two days, but I didn't expect that this stay would only last for half a month. When the snowflakes started to fall, Xue Pan still had no idea of going back. Xiao Han didn't care, and even felt a little worried. Faintly happy, but Zhang Qiang was a little resentful. He kept asking Xiao Han all day long to ask when Xue Pan would come home. This inspection must have taken too long...
Seeing Zhang Qiang's expression of resentment towards his wife, Xiao Han nodded to Zhang Qiang with deep sympathy, "I understand!"
You are newly married, but you want to sleep with a man for half a month!
It snowed today for the first time in winter. Snowflakes scattered all over the sky and fell from the sky. On the avenue in front of the door, many children were cheering and cheering, hoping that the snow would fall harder. There were even children who were walking with their mouths wide open. Catching the falling snowflakes, like an Ah Fu, so naive.
Xiao Han, wearing thick fur, stood with Zhang Qiang at the door enjoying the snow with his hands folded. Not far from them, Xue Pan and Xiao Min looked out furtively at the door of Zhang Qiang's house.
The snow didn't actually fall very much, and the temperature wasn't low enough, so the snowflakes turned into water droplets when they fell on the ground. This disappointed the children who were preparing for a snowball fight. If the snowball fight couldn't happen, what's the point of snowing?
But he is a child after all, and sadness comes and goes quickly. When he saw his companion swallowing a few snowflakes with a satisfied look on his face, he quickly followed suit and opened his mouth to face the sky, ready to feel the sweetness. cold.
A group of children stood on the street, looking up and opening their mouths. It was pretty cool to see. Among them, there was a smaller child who looked up too seriously and fell directly to the ground. Fortunately, he wore enough clothes in the winter, otherwise he would have been like this. It was so solid that I had to dig out a big bag.
Looking at the strange looks of this group of children, Xiao Han and Zhang Qiang laughed. Winter is the season of laziness, which is especially suitable for lazy people like Xiao Han. A snow scene like this can be seen for a whole day without getting bored.
"This snow is so clean..." Xiao Han stretched out his hand to catch two snowflakes. To be more precise, he caught two drops of water, crystal clear.
"Snow is made of rootless water. If it's not clean, how can it be clean?" Zhang Qiang was very dissatisfied with Xiao Han's speech, especially the old-fashioned way he spoke.
