After Mu Xingzhi made it clear that "although he sits in a wheelchair all day, it's okay to eat a rice dumpling", the rice dumplings were served.
"These two are from jujube and wolfberry, these two are from honey beans, and these two," Su Qingluan looked at the other two people present, "are from bacon and egg yolk."
"Bacon and egg yolk? Zongzi?" Song Bo immediately said, "I don't understand but I'm shocked": "Why do zongzi have bacon and egg yolk?"
Su Qingluan was unconvinced: "Why can't we have bacon and egg yolks? Which law stipulates that it's not allowed?"
Of course not, there is no law that would be so insane to dictate what kind of fillings should be used in rice dumplings, but the bacon rice dumplings probably shocked the public as much as the "leek mooncakes" did back then.
Facing Su Qingluan's accusatory look, Songbo wisely swallowed what he wanted to say and began to peel the rice dumplings silently.
Naturally, Su Qingluan would not wait for Songbo to take action - although Songbo would not eat at the same table as Mu Xingzhi, in Su Qingluan's eyes, there was no class difference between the two in her mind.
"I'll just eat a honey bean rice dumpling," Su Qingluan pointed to the rice dumpling she peeled off. "The honey beans are pickled with sugar and honey. They are still sweet enough even if they are not drizzled with honey or dipped in sugar. "Although she also likes sweets, she is not addicted to sweets, so even if she eats them in vain, the honey bean rice dumplings are still very sweet.
After Songbo peeled off the rice dumplings and made a pot of tea for the two of them, he left with two rice dumplings.
In fact, he was a little uneasy about the dark soy sauce meat rice dumplings, but after Su Qingluan strongly recommended it - or rather forced -, Song Bo still brought a red date and wolfberry rice dumpling with him. A bacon egg yolk brown went out.
But when he looked at the egg yolk rice dumpling, he frowned like a Tianjin person seeing chicken tenders added to pancakes or an Italian frowning when seeing pineapple on pizza.
Maybe this is the scene where die-hards see a cult. Su Qingluan said that he was very happy to watch the excitement.
What's more, this kind of glutinous rice dumplings, which have been cooked carefully for a long time and then stimulated by cold water, taste really good! Su Qingluan picked up a corner of the rice dumpling with chopsticks, took out a piece of glutinous rice dumpling and put it in his mouth: "Sure enough, compared to the hot soft glutinous rice dumplings, the chewy texture is more addictive!"
Because there was a rice dumpling in her mouth, Su Qingluan's words were vague and unclear, making it difficult for people to understand what she said. But seeing the way she narrowed her eyes in enjoyment, Mu Xingzhi across from her almost knew what she meant.
The glutinous rice dumplings are in the shape of lumps, but the texture is very soft and requires the back molars to chew slowly, so Su Qingluan's cheeks bulged like a little hamster.
Mu Xingzhi sat across from him, stretched out his slender fingers, and gently poked Su Qingluan on the cheek. Then he was stunned without any trace, and then quickly returned to his usual calm demeanor.
"You...why are you poking me suddenly?" Su Qingluan was stunned by the other party's sudden action.
"Qingluan eats like a squirrel." Mu Xingzhi took back his hand with a smile - in fact, at that moment, he didn't know why he did such an... inappropriate thing.
Two people were eating rice dumplings. Although it was not the first time for Su Qingluan to dine with Mu Xingzhi, every time she would sigh: Why can some people behave so elegantly while eating?
Especially for things like zongzi, it is easy for the rice grains to stick to your teeth if you are not careful. However, in Su Qingluan's impression, Mu Xingzhi seemed to have never experienced any similar embarrassment.
It's not just rice dumplings. In Su Qingluan's impression, whether it's soup dumplings that need to be carefully prevented from splashing, pastries that are crumbled all over the floor, or other embarrassing things that are easy to eat, Mu Xingzhi has them all. All can be done with very elegant movements.
It is no exaggeration to say that even chewing food, a word full of physiological actions, is done very elegantly by Mu Xingzhi. I don’t know if this guy would be so elegant sitting on Gong’s barrel...
Of course, it was impossible for Su Qingluan to ask the last words even if she was beaten to death, otherwise she suspected that she would be silenced by Song Bo who was separated by a wall outside.
"How's it going?" Su Qingluan's eyes lit up when she saw Mu Xingzhi finally stretched out his chopsticks to the bacon brown rice dumplings, "How do these rice dumplings taste?"
Mu Xingzhi glanced at Su Qingluan's overly expectant expression and said honestly: "The salty aroma is delicious, the texture is oily but not greasy, and the glutinous rice is elastic to the teeth. It is worthy of Qingluan, and it is also among the rice dumplings I have eaten. Top quality."
This is not a compliment. After all, it is still the same sentence. It takes time and the heat of the ingredients is naturally different. What's more, the bacon brown rice made by Su Qingluan will be tested by the taste buds of the majority of people in the future.
Since it can break out of the encirclement and occupy a place in the classic taste of rice dumplings, it certainly makes sense.
Su Qingluan heard this and finally asked the question she wanted to ask the most: "Comparing this bacon brown rice dumpling with those red date, honey and bean rice dumplings, which one do you like?" Are you a sweet person or a salty person?
Mu Xingzhi thought for a moment after hearing the words: "Although these rice dumplings are salty and delicious, they are a bit too fragrant and greasy in the end. It would be better if there was a salty but not greasy rice dumpling filling."
Su Qingluan's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Then I'll try other ingredients next year!" Su Qingluan clenched his fists: The Xian Party won!
Even if the bacon brown didn't win, it doesn't matter, the salty party won!
Although he didn't know Su Qingluan's subtle desire for victory in taste, Mu Xingzhi could still see that Su Qingluan was very happy - even if he didn't understand why the girl opposite was suddenly in a good mood.
Both of them ate rice dumplings very slowly. Su Qingluan ate two rice dumplings in the morning and was afraid that he would eat too much and not be digested, so he ate very slowly; and Mu Xingzhi... Su Qingluan felt that he ate everything so slowly, as if there was nothing wrong with it. Able to change.
During this period of time, because Su Qingluan also agreed to consider the matter of getting married between the two of them, according to Su Qingluan's temperament, it was equivalent to half of the agreement - unless she suddenly met someone who would not marry him unless she wanted to live or die. Object, basically this deal in the name of "marriage" is finalized.
So the two people happily finalized the general process and the time when Su Qingluan would finally give a final answer.
"In three days." Su Qingluan looked at the person opposite, "Although I think this business is a win-win situation, the specific cooperation method needs to be discussed in detail."
Mu Xingzhi nodded and had no objection. He did not intend to accept Su Qingluan's entire opinion from the beginning.
After almost eating and talking, Su Qingluan was about to say goodbye and go back.
But when he was sending her out, Song Bo cautiously came over and asked: "Um...Ms. Su, do you have any extra bacon brown?"
Su Qingluan curled her lips and smiled: Oh! The Salty Party has added another general!
