Chapter 910

If you keep teasing me like this, I'm not sure how the boy will react.

Although Xia Xiaoran is still a little interested in this little Zhengtai, he brakes the car in time and turns to go out.

Before she had time to step out of the cell like room, she heard Du Junshu saying in a loud voice behind her: "Xia Xiaoran, do you remember to close the door of the courtyard, don't you have to call others..."

In the middle of what Du Junshu said, he stopped talking like he was choked by steamed bread. He was a little stunned.

He's afraid of being seen by others. It's a bit of male chauvinism.

Xia Xiaoran just said with a faint smile: "Cheng, I know, I know."

She went out and hit the gate. There's no one outside the door. At this time, but after dinner, who's all right? They're all in a mess.

The stove in Du Jun's calligraphy house is not as simple as it looks like, but just like a stove built up of several square stones. On it, there is an old pot with rusty bottom. Half of the shovel is missing, and even the handle of the kitchen knife is missing.

What bothers Xia Xiaoran most is that there is nothing decent about the food. It's the so-called "it's hard to cook without rice". There are no serious things. What kind of Shandong cuisine do you make!

Xia Xiaoran in the mess up the rotten ingredients, trying to find something to eat.

It's true that Xia Xiaoran has found a lot to eat.

She rolled up her sleeves, intending to do a big job.

As the sun moves towards the west, the afterglow gradually disappears, and the town is covered with a layer of darkness.

Xia Xiaoran didn't find any meat. Instead, he made three kinds of vegetable dishes: mashed garlic and agaric, eggplant and chrysanthemum. When he brought them in, Du Junshu was sitting on the square table, shaking his head and reading.

I read Zhu Xi's annotation the doctrine of the mean.

"Don't read, eat first, come on, mashed garlic, agaric, eggplant, chrysanthemum..." Xia Xiaoran lengthened the ending, a bit like a waiter, put three dishes in front of Du Junshu.

Du Junshu still does not dare to look at Xia Xiaoran, who is too exposed in his eyes. He only focuses on the three dishes.

Although all vegetables, but the color with uniform, dark purple eggplant with a green chrysanthemum, and black fungus is covered with a layer of white garlic, very beautiful.

"It's beautiful." Du Junshu stares at these three dishes and can't help saying it.

Xia Xiaoran saw that he was red in the face, and he couldn't help lying on the square table with his elbows. He leaned forward and said, "are you talking about beautiful food or me? Are you talking about me? "

Du Junshu listens to Xia Xiaoran's words, suddenly raises his head, and sees Xia Xiaoran roll up his sleeves, revealing the delicate skin on his arms, and the temperature and color on his cheeks can be even higher.

"All... All beautiful..." Du Junshu stammered.

Xia Xiaoran looks at this posture. If he continues to tease, he may have to attack his head with Qi and blood and pass out. When he takes it, he has to go to the doctor behind his back. It's not very troublesome.

By this time, the sun had disappeared completely, and it was a little cold.

Xia Xiaoran put on the coarse cloth coat again, and the color on Du Junshu's cheek also slightly returned to normal.

"How? How about my cooking? " Xia Xiaoran asked.

"Very good, very good. Mashed garlic and agaric are crisp and refreshing. The taste of eggplant mixed with vegetable is unique. The flavor of chrysanthemum mixed in my hometown is mellow and light. All of them are the best of the best. No wonder that fierce Zhang biaotau is full of praise for your Shandong cuisine today. " Du Junshu's face returned to normal, his thinking returned to normal, and his comments were reasonable.

It's always fun to be praised.

Xia Xiaoran sat down again, picked up the chopsticks and put half of the eggplant in his mouth.

Eggplant is soft and rotten, but it has a delicious taste, and it has the spicy taste of little red pepper. Coupled with the mild sour taste of vinegar and the sweet taste of white sugar, the ingredients and seasonings seem to play a symphony in the mouth.

"However, Xia Xiaoran, why do you suddenly make this kind of thing?" Du Junshu then frowned and asked.

"Cough, cough!" Xia Xiaoran chokes on eggplant.

Du Junshu nervously walked around the square table and patted Xia Xiaoran's back, nervously saying, "is it OK?"

Xia Xiaoran tears are about to cough out, waving his hand: "I'm ok, I'm ok."

Du Junshu was suspicious, but he didn't forget the topic just now. He said, "didn't you hate cooking before? Although you told chef Hao that you secretly learned arts, you spent most of your time with me after you left dingweilou every day. Where can you get the Kung Fu to learn Shandong cuisine? And it's a little suspicious to learn so well. "

Xia Xiaoran is beating ha ha, the head is spinning desperately, is about to exceed the frequency.

forget it. It's hard.

Xia Xiaoran swallowed saliva, way: "say out you may not believe, but this is a fact."

She said so with a serious face.

Du Junshu frowned and said, "what's the truth?"“ Well, that's right. One day when I was sleeping, I had a dream about an old man in ragged clothes. He told me that he was the God of food and that he wanted to pass on the secret of my cuisine. " Xia Xiaoran played his acting skills and said, "I asked him why he found me, but he laughed and said nothing." Du Junshu's face was surprised and said, "and then?"“ And then... And then I was in a daze and I didn't know why. However, when I woke up the next day, I had a lot more things in my mind. When I saw chef Hao cooking, those inexplicable things condensed together, and I realized that I could cook! " Xia Xiaoran awkwardly pulls the corner of the mouth, this reason steps on the horse also to make up too rotten. But it's better than saying that you are crossing over to complete the task“ Is it yiyintuomeng Seeing Du Junshu like this, I have no doubt about Xia Xiaoran's words. Yi Yin? Who is that? Forget it, whatever he thinks, as long as he doesn't doubt me! Xia Xiaoran thought in his heart, and hurriedly nodded: "yes, that's the man. In a word, it's called the secret that can't be revealed." Du Junshu has an expression that I completely believe, and admires Xia Xiaoran with almost divine eyes. Xia Xiaoran said, ha ha, thinking, sure enough, the ancient people are still superstitious. They believe that they can take their seats in the right place... The night is getting deeper and deeper“ It's too late. " Du Junshu looked at the sky and said, "please stay here tonight." Xia Xiaoran at first listen, also suspect that he heard wrong. Isn't that very conservative? Suddenly say let the girl stay, it is really surprised her. Did her body after entering the script have already been given to this poor scholar? Xia Xiaoran thought, subconsciously grasped the skirt, hit ha ha way: "no, this is going to be seen by the neighborhood, there will always be misunderstandings."“ It's not the first time. " Du Junshu looks familiar.