Qi Zhiying will never forget this scene.

The setting sun shines in the evening, the snow melts, the snow water seeps into the soil, the new green breaks out of the soil, the plum blossoms fall colorfully, and the peach branches quietly grow a few buds. The gentle and elegant boy extends a helping hand to her, and his naughty black hair slides down from his shoulders, his handsome face is smiling, and his hands are unparalleled, just like white jade in mutton fat.

It is so beautiful that it makes people suffocate and so beautiful that she really likes Pei Xingzhi.

"Ying Niang?" Pei Xingzhi called out, and Ying Niang blushed and bleeding. Oh my God, how long has she seen Pei Xingzhi? Will he think that she is unruly? "Ha~"

Pei Xingzhi chuckled and escaped, which made Yingniang feel ashamed and dared not look up again.

"Ying Niang, there are classmates nearby who are watching. If you don't get up, they will think I'm bullying you. Maybe there will be rumors the next day..." Pei Xingzhi joked unintentionally.

"I'll just get up." Hearing this, Ying Niang hurriedly looked up, but there was someone around, and she realized that it was Pei Xingzhi who teased her and her face was blushing.

When he stretched out his hand, she did not refuse. She suppressed her shyness and put her slender fingers on Pei Xingzhi's wrist and got up from the ground.

Yingniang said: "Today, many people are talking about what happened in Huxinting class yesterday. Do you know where it came from? It's so vicious. How can it destroy the reputation of a girl!" She was filled with righteous indignation, with a little anxiety and fear in her tone.

"I don't know either." Pei Xingzhi comforted her warmly, "The rumors stop at the wise. I believe that all my classmates slowly think of it. Those who are pure will be clear, and forced explanation will have the opposite effect."

“I hope so.”

Pei Xingzhi smiled.

A Yao returned home, washed her hands, and walked into the kitchen with a familiar way. Wangyue and the bird's nest were both there. The spoon reached into the pottery pot and scooped up a little to taste the taste. Wangyue asked the bird's nest: "How do you think it tastes?"

"The chicken is not good, with lots of fat but no tasteless, and the chicken soup is not as delicious as it is. Next time you tell me or Yaozhu to buy it, so that the aunt can keep the door well." Bird's nest was quite angry: "Look, this soup has been boiled for almost an afternoon, and it is too late to hang a pot of broth. Fortunately, I didn't put the cloud legs in, otherwise the good ingredients would be wasted."

She criticized Tang so much that she was worthless, and A Yao was curious to go over and ask, "What are you talking about?"

"Thinking about the plum blossom soup cakes tonight, Yaozhu came over to try the chicken soup." Wangyue greeted.

But seeing a layer of golden chicken oil floating in the small and exquisite porcelain bowl, A Yao tasted it, then and then drank the chicken soup for Gululu, and finally licked her mouth: "It tastes good."

Bird's nest gave her a blank look: "You will be satisfied if you have food, and you must have high requirements."

A Yao was not angry at all. When it was cold, she gave a bowl of hot chicken soup and the warmth of her body suddenly became warm. She was very satisfied.

The soup was prepared, soaked in water in white plums, and made into a skin with sandalwood powder. The gentle and timeless sandalwood fragrance mixed with the faint fragrance of plum blossoms, and the smell was elegant. I didn't use the plum blossom mold to look at the moon. I grabbed a small ball and pinched it in my hand a few times. A white plum blossom seemed to be blown down on her hand by the wind.

A Yao learned the gesture of looking at the moon and looked up from time to time to see the moon.

Wangyue made five white plums, and A Yao made one, and the appearance was so different that she didn't dare to put the white plum next to Wangyue for comparison.

"Take it slowly, don't worry, look at the petals and become thicker." Wangyue gave instructions. After she did it for more than ten years, she focused on teaching A Yao and Bird's Nest.

The bird's nest has many petals, and it will disperse as soon as you pinch it. A Yao made it strong and a little ugly, and even the mud that the children squeezed. They laughed and joked with each other.

There was laughter in the kitchen.

"Miss Wangyue." A loud shout came from outside the kitchen, strangling their laughter, and stopped moving and looked out the door. It turned out to be an aunt guarding the door. She said, "A maid who claimed to be Miss Yan came outside. She said Miss Yan had a message to bring to you."

"I'll go out and you two are doing it well. I'll check it out when I come back. If I don't do it well, just watch us eat plum blossom soup cakes."

Wangyue left with the aunt who was guarding the gate.

OK, why did Yingniang’s mother suddenly find Master Wangyue?

A Yao looked at the bird's nest. Could it be for her business? A Yao couldn't help but think too much, her right eyelid was beating according to the situation. She lamented that it was not really her business.

While she was thinking about it, the bird's nest was ready: "I'm ready. If you get lost again, you can only watch us eat plum blossom soup cakes tonight."

"No!" The sky and earth are the biggest to eat, and even if the sky falls, it cannot stop her from eating.

She concentrates on dealing with the face in her hands. If something really happens, then the soldiers will block the water and the soil.

"Yaozhu, what do you want to eat tonight? I plan to make winter bamboo shoots and pickles, so that I can eat." Bird's nest picked up the winter bamboo shoots piled in the corner and weighed them. The curved winter bamboo shoots were pointed at both ends, with yellow and bright colors, and from a distance they looked like golden ingots.

She picked a few strong shells and weighed them very much. She cut them into pieces and easily peeled off the layers of bamboo shoots, cut them into pieces, and put them in water to cook them thoroughly.

A Yao licked her mouth, "I want to eat shepherd's purse dumpling!"

When she left the Caotang and looked back at Yue Mansion, a street vendor was selling it. The fragrance made her stomach gulp and she couldn't bear to buy one. She got silver slots from Mrs. Meng during the Chinese New Year and saved them up for emergencies.

Going back speeds up a lot.

After counting the dishes tonight, I picked up the bamboo shoots from the pot to see how they cooked: "It's done, it's decided. The bamboo shoots need to be cooked for a while. I'll go to pull the noodles first. After you make the plum blossoms, make shepherd's purse dumplings."

Remove the old leaves of shepherd's purse, wash and drain them in clean water and cut them into fine pieces. Slowly add the fine noodles and mix them well. The green shepherd's purse leaves are covered with flour and turn green. A little salt and alkaline noodles are taken. Take the lattice of the food box and apply clean oil, pour in the mixed shepherd's purse leaves and steam it in a basket.

When Wangyue came back, she saw A Yao making sauce, cut the fresh garlic into a dish, pour in soy sauce, minced garlic, and sprinkle a small pinch of salt and then make it.

"Girl, you're back. I'm going to eat winter bamboo shoots, pickles and shepherd's purse dumplings tonight. I might not think enough. I put a small bowl of chicken noodle soup, and then drink plum blossom soup cakes to clean my mouth." I took out the winter bamboo shoots in bird's nest, patted the rice dumplings and sealed them with mud, and hooked the pickled snow.

Squeeze out the pickle marinade, cut it into small pieces and stir-fry it, and then stir-fry it with shredded bamboo shoots. Bird's nest and Wangyue both like the strong flavor, so you can quickly put the pot and pour the pickle marinade into the pickle marinade seasoning.

"It's great. When Yaozhu grows a little longer, you can take turns cooking."

A Yao cooked the pinched "Plum Blossoms" and gently put it into the chicken soup. The white plums floated in the golden chicken soup.

In that case, the shepherd's purse was also steamed. A Yao opened the steamer and waited for the steam to disappear. The green green was like the freshly picked one by one, and the pepper oil and the sauce were poured on.

A Yao couldn't wait to pick up a piece and try it. She blew it a few times, took a small bite to taste it. She was full of the fragrance of shepherd's purse, the spicy minced garlic, which was particularly savory, and soy sauce. This soy sauce was a little sweeter, the more you ate it, the more you hungry you became, the more you wanted to eat it.

"It's delicious! Master Wangyue, bird's nest, try it." I was satisfied. After not waiting for dinner, she brought it to Wangyue and bird's nest to invite them to eat.

"Yes, except for seasonal vegetables such as shepherd's purse, locust flowers, alfalfa, celery leaves, etc., you can make dumplings. Yaozhu, do you know what the effects of shepherd's purse dumplings have?"

A Yao shook her head.

After eating two shepherd's purse dumplings, he said: "Shepherd's purse improves eyesight and is good for the stomach. You can eat more."

"You know the pharmacology of bird's nest. You can ask more questions in your daily life, but you can't just focus on cooking. The medicine has the monarch and ministers, and the ingredients are complementary and mutually restrained. If you are not careful, it will harm others and yourself. When you recognize a few more words in the future, I will teach you how to make medicinal food."

After being taught, she turned her eyes to the plate and found that half of the shepherd's purse dumplings had been eaten up and fell into someone's mouth...

When Wangyue saw that she had not eaten the shepherd's purse dumplings had already been put into a small plate. "How can you eat bird's nest without waiting for me?"
Chapter completed!