Guozijian little cook

Chapter 122 Let yourself go and enjoy the food

Looking at the colorful glutinous rice balls pushed in front of her, Guo Sixue smiled a little embarrassedly: "...This, this is so embarrassing."

The words were said like this, but the hand stretched out very honestly.

Forgive the child, I haven't eaten anything good!

Therefore, when I see delicious food, I can't move my feet and my hands can't move.

The other party is about the same age as him, and he is just a child in modern times.

At this time, Xiao Nianzhi couldn't help but smile with this childish and cute look: "Let's go, together."

While talking, Xiao Nianzhi found a plate and divided up the small glutinous rice balls. There were two bowls and one plate, she held one plate, and Guo Sixue held the other plate.

At this moment, the dining hall was already open, and many pilgrims came to eat the vegetarian meal.

Xiao Nianzhi glanced at it quietly, and then secretly rejoiced that they brought the ingredients over.

Although it can't touch meat, but in comparison, there are still some tastes that can be eaten.

The vegetarian rice in the temple is steamed multigrain steamed bread, steamed eggplant, and cold cucumber.

However, there is only salt in the cold cucumber.

After all, Buddhist disciples do not eat the five spices, and ginger that can be seasoned is not suitable for cold dishes.

The four found seats and sat down. After all, Guo Yinghui was young, and when he saw the little glutinous rice balls before, he was already scratching his heart and liver curiously.

Sitting down now, I said first: "I'm sorry."

Then I took a spoonful of small glutinous rice balls and put them in my mouth.

Drenched in brown sugar juice and dipped in sweet-scented osmanthus honey, the small glutinous rice balls are not only soft and soft, but also soft and sweet.

The sweetness of brown sugar and the sweetness of osmanthus honey are two different experiences. When they collide, they are just the right sweetness.

It doesn't make people feel that it is too sweet and sultry, but it is like various fruits in the autumn harvest, layered on top of each other, advancing and achieving each other, and finally accumulates a thick and attractive fragrance.

The sweetness of brown sugar goes straight to the soul, overbearing and unreasonable.

The fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, soaked slowly, brings the softness of moistening things silently.

The small glutinous rice balls are made so small that you can scoop several in one spoonful.

Cute little fat people, roll into the mouth, take a bite, soft and smooth, with an excellent taste, and slowly blend with the sweet and fragrant taste, and together with the cool breath of the smoothie, it is like a cool evening breeze in summer , The cool well water at night dances gently on the tongue dust.

This liveliness and playfulness, coolness and refreshment, like an elf coming from the snow, slowly swept away the light and heat of summer, leaving only a refreshing and comfortable place, which makes people unable to bear the aftertaste.

Guo Yinghui grew up to be 12 years old, the first time he ate such an astonishing delicacy, the whole person was shocked!
To be honest, even if he entered the palace and got the reward, the ice fruits and the like he ate were not as amazing as this bowl of small glutinous rice balls.

Not too sweet, but with a hint of soft emblic, always wandering and lingering between the lips and teeth, people can't ignore it, but it won't emphasize its own sense of existence and steal the limelight of the main ingredient.

The crushed mountain slag meat brings a sour and refreshing taste, which is just right with the aroma of brown sugar and osmanthus honey, and the impact is neutralized. The sweet and sour taste is matched with a mouthful of soft red beans...

Guo Yinghui couldn't help but sighed, "Oh, oh, oh!"

He was fast, and he showed off first, while Guo Sixue looked at it, also impatiently.

The younger brother's eyes widened, and when he uttered a sound, Guo Sixue also widened, and his lychee eyes, which were similar to Xiao Nianzhi's, burst out with an astonishing light: "This... so many times!"

What was in her mouth was not swallowed, so Guo Ruxue's words were somewhat vague.

However, Xiao Nianzhi could hear clearly. Looking at the almost synchronized expressions of the siblings, she pursed her lips and smiled, and lifted the spoon to enjoy her share.

Aunt Yu has quietly dropped a spoon, even though she started later than Guo Yinghui, she is faster than him!
In front of food, don't pay attention to these.

Xiao Nianzhi hadn't eaten the first spoon yet, but when she looked up, she found something unexpectedly.

That is, although Guo Sixue and Guo Yinghui look similar, their eye shapes are different.

Guo Sixue has lychee eyes similar to her, round and lovely.

On the other hand, Guo Yinghui has long and narrow red phoenix eyes, very similar to Lu Jingyuan's. When he is not smiling, he has a fierce and sharp feeling.

When Xiao Nianzhi saw that the Eighth Prince's eyes were similar to his own, Xiao Nianzhi had a slight thought.

After all, the whereabouts of Xiao's mother is unknown, if it is from the capital, it is also possible.

At that time, she also guessed that maybe it was related to the Eighth Prince?
However, seeing so many people with similar eye shapes to her now, Xiao Nianzhi felt that she couldn't find anything based on this alone.

In this world, there are many people with similar eye types, and there are also many people with similar looks.

Based on these alone, it is estimated that no one can be found.

In addition, Xiao Nianzhi didn't have the obsession to find someone.

Therefore, after seeing Guo Sixue, the desire to find someone at first became weaker.

Looking at it now, the eye shapes of the siblings may be different, let alone other people?

So, the origin of Mother Xiao...

Harder to find.

Xiao Nianzhi decided to let herself go and enjoy the food.

For things like looking for relatives, it's okay to find them, and don't force them if you can't find them.

The old man is no longer there, and even if they are found, the younger generations will get along as ordinary relatives.

It's okay if you are easy to get along with, but if you are not easy to get along with, aren't you making trouble for yourself?
The four of them enjoyed the delicious ice-cold glutinous rice balls, especially Guo Yinghui, who ate with satisfaction, making some satisfied noises from time to time.

This attracted the attention of other pilgrims.

Some people dare not make mistakes when they come to the temple, but some people can't stand the temptation of delicious food, so they finally had to muster up the courage to ask the little novice monk.

The little novice who is helping to take care of her here is a straight talker who can't turn corners.

The pilgrim asked, and he answered very straightforwardly: "The benefactors prepared it in the kitchen themselves. If the benefactors need it, they can also go to the kitchen."

The pilgrim who asked the question: ...

I don't know why, but I just feel choked up inexplicably.

It has nothing to do with the temple, and it is useless for them to embarrass the little novice.

Moreover, they dare not offend the monks in a place where Buddhism is pure and precious.

What if the Buddha feels that they are not sincere?
only……

That little boy, you eat as soon as you eat, can you not make an expression!
Although he was very polite, only occasionally a small voice came.

But his expression is really greedy!

The ice-cold glutinous rice balls only have a refreshing sweet fragrance that wafts out, and the smell is not strong, it wafts in the air very lightly, and the tip of the nose can smell it.

The slightly less sensitive ones can't actually smell anything.

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