Hu Yan took a step back, shook his head and said, "Where are you embarrassed to let you be busy alone, I don't make any effort, and I don't open my mouth to chat with you to relieve your boredom, I'm really sorry for you." ”

Bai Ziqi stared at Hu Yan and said, "You can eat with your mouth." ”

Hu Yan smiled and said, "Isn't there nothing to eat?" Make the best use of everything, let's chat with you first. ”

Bai Ziqi pulled out a pair of scissors from the shelf.

Hu Yan exaggeratedly shouted: "Hey! You're not going to stab me because I'm talking, are you? ”

Bai Ziqi ignored Hu Yan, picked up a radish, brushed the skin a few times, then picked up the knife flower, and after a few rotations, a flower carved from a radish quietly bloomed in front of Hu Yan's eyes.

Hu Yan's eyes lit up, and he took a bite of it, and said vaguely while chewing: "This radish really has to be carved into a flower before it can be delicious." ”

If other women get such a crystal clear radish flower, they will definitely be shy and timid, and they will be very happy, holding it in their hands and playing with it, where can they bite off a third of it with a single bite? However, Hu Yan's behavior of chewing peonies was very useful in Bai Ziqi's eyes. He carved out radish flowers for Hu Yan, naturally not for her to see. Eating is the right thing.

Bai Ziqi's eyes were smiling, and the corners of his lips were raised.

Hu Yan squinted at Bai Ziqi and said, "Why are you smiling gloomily?" Isn't it possessed by some resentful spirit? ”

Bai Ziqi's smile condensed on his face again, and then slapped it on the ground with a snap.

Hu Yan stretched out his hand and patted Bai Ziqi's face, squinted and smiled: "Teasing you." Let's cook, I'm so hungry. As he spoke, he bit the radish flower in his hand with a rattle.

Bai Ziqi lowered his head and continued to be busy.

After he had cut the slices of meat and washed the vegetables, he took out a small stove for decocting the medicine, put it on the stone table in the courtyard, then burned the red charcoal, and sat a small iron pot on the stove. He poured water into a small iron pot, threw in a crushed pork leg bone, and various ingredients, then covered it and let it boil until it boiled.

Bai Ziqi returned to the kitchen, prepared two bowls of thick ingredients, and took out the washed vegetables and cut meat, and placed them on the stone table, and then said to Hu Yan: "Ah Yan, it's time to eat." ”

Hu Yan leaned over and took a deep breath, lured by the fragrance and drooled uncontrollably. She sat down on the mat with a big grin, but her face suddenly changed, and she didn't move for a long time.

Bai Ziqi noticed that something was wrong, and hurriedly reached out to check her pulse and asked, "What's wrong?" But where does it hurt? ”

Hu Yan's face was pale, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and it took a long time for him to sigh softly and say, "It's okay." ”

Bai Ziqi frowned and said, "Your internal organs have been shocked. Then he was puzzled, "It's obviously ......" raised his eyes to look at Hu Yan, but he didn't continue.

Hu Yan withdrew his hand, picked up his chopsticks, and continued indifferently: "It's obviously the pulse of death, but I'm alive here to eat." He knocked the lid of the iron pot with his chopsticks, "Open it, I can smell the fragrance." ”

Bai Ziqi glanced at Hu Yan deeply, padded it with a cloth, and opened the lid of the iron pot.

Suddenly, a rich fragrance came to my face.

Hu Yan sniffed hard twice, his face showed a look of extreme enjoyment, and suddenly turned his head and coughed.

Bai Ziqi handed a handkerchief to Hu Yan.

Hu Yan pulled the veil, covered his mouth, and coughed a few times in succession, before finally stopping.

The snow-white veil was removed, and a pink flower from the other side quietly bloomed on it.

Hu Yan frowned and said, "It's terrible, how did you cough up blood?" Then he didn't bother too much, put away the handkerchief, grabbed the chopsticks again, and asked Bai Ziqi, "What is the name of this thing and how do you eat it?" ”

Bai Ziqi's eyes sank, picked up a piece of meat, and soaked it twice in the boiling water: "This thing, I call it a miscellaneous pot." When I used to be a beggar on the street, I watched others put the begged things into the pot and boil them one by one, and I only felt that the fragrance was the most tempting. If you can eat a bite, you are willing to die. "Scoop out the meat and dip it in the small ingredients on the plate," I later got started, and I remembered the smell I smelled at the beginning, and I tried to make it, but I couldn't make the original smell anyway. "Pick up the meat and send it to Hu Yan's plate," I didn't give up, so I figured out such a thing, although it was not the original taste, but I still think it is good, you can try it. ”

Hu Yan picked up the meat and put it in his mouth, so fragrant that he almost swallowed his tongue. She nodded again and again: "Not bad, not to mention that it is still able to eat, it is simply a delicacy in the world." ”

Bai Ziqi hooked his lips and smiled, and scalded a piece of meat for Hu Yan: "If you like to eat, I will kill a cow for you tomorrow." The taste of beef is much stronger than that of pork. ”

Hu Yan's eyes lit up: "That's it, please." Instead, he said, "If you want to find a cow that can be killed, I'm afraid it's not easy." "One ox is worth five strong laborers. If you want to kill a cow, first of all, the cow must die of old age; Second, the owner of the cow must report to the government, and the government will send someone to check the cause of the cow's death before killing it and eating meat.

Bai Ziqi's eyes were faint, and he said lightly: "With Master Qu here, can you still stop Ah Yan from eating beef?" ”

Hu Yanwan smiled: "If he stops me, he will eat his flesh." The chopsticks flew over, sandwiched the meat in the mouth, squinted his eyes fragrantly, and said with emotion, "Eating fragrant and sweaty, this is called pleasure." Come on, and taste it. This miscellaneous pot is lively when there are many people eating it. ”

Bai Ziqi saw that Hu Yan broke the essence of his words, and he was happy in his heart, and said: "The fish meat is mashed, beaten, mixed with small ingredients and flour, and soaked into this pot, it tastes extremely beautiful." ”

Hu Yan nodded: "Okay, well, prepare more tomorrow, and then eat." ”

Bai Ziqi stopped his chopsticks and looked at Hu Yan: "Do you want to stay?" ”

Hu Yan tapped the edge of the iron pot with chopsticks and said with a smile: "You are so well prepared, don't you plan to keep me for a long time?" ”

The corners of Bai Ziqi's lips rose, and he wanted to laugh, but he forced him back.

Hu Yan gave Bai Ziqi a piece of meat, put it in his small plate, and said, "If you want to laugh, laugh." You're smiling pretty well. ”

As soon as Hu Yan said this, Bai Ziqi didn't want to laugh even more. He picked up the meat in the small plate, put it in his mouth, chewed and swallowed it slowly, and then said: "Qu Nanyi owes me seven thousand three hundred taels, and promised to lend you to me temporarily." If you agree, you can stay here. ”

Hu Yan's chopsticks paused slightly, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What if you don't agree?" ”

Bai Ziqi replied: "If you don't agree, I'll send you back." ”

Hu Yan asked, "Don't want the silver?" ”

Bai Ziqi poured wine and pushed it to Hu Yan: "If you go back, I will also move over and ask for silver." ”

Hu Yan snorted out laughing, and slammed Shi Jidao: "Bai Ziqi, Bai Ziqi, I really like you a little." ”

Bai Ziqi glanced at Hu Yan, his eyes were a little weird.

Hu Yan asked, "What is your expression?" ”

Bai Ziqi replied: "Happy...... Right? ”

The corners of Hu Yan's mouth twitched twice, and he said sarcastically: "You might as well give me an angry expression directly and make my heart flutter." ”

Bai Ziqi drank a glass of water and said lightly: "You don't want to see my angry expression." ”

Hu Yan stabbed Bai Ziqi's waist with his hand and said jokingly: "I'm not even afraid of your laughter, but I'm afraid of your anger?" Come, angry one I'll see. ”

Bai Ziqi turned his head and didn't look at Hu Yan. But his chest was shaking, and he was clearly smiling happily.