Be Modest, My Master of Imperial Guards

Qiling, Donglai Station

Qing'er returned to the hall boredly and sat down at the table.

"Is it dusty again?"

The third gear, Zao Wou-ki turned his head, his contemptuous eyes swept across the doorway with a cross-face, and asked Qinger in a low voice.

With a displeased face (color), she said sharply:

"Who said no! What kind of rules are we, we have entered the post, it is difficult to get out, we have to listen to the arrangements of the prefect here. I just want our girl, I can't accompany her in the past!"

Xiao Xiaoshen picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, raised her eyebrows and smiled at Qinger:

"Is they still using you to accompany you? Just stay at the station, don't think about dangling in front of them like a candle."

"I'm!" Qinger shook her head and cursed: "You are the candle, and your family is all candles!"

Xiao Xiaoshen smiled suddenly, looked at the door of the station and asked Zao Wou-ki:

"Uncle San, don't you think that this trip to Qiling is not peaceful?"

While peeling the melon seeds, Zao Wou-ki looked around the post station vigilantly, his voice low to the limit:

"Someone deliberately wants to cut off our contact with the governor. We have to figure out a way. We can't just sit still."

There was a lot of noise at the door, and the arguing and noise of several people attracted the attention of Zao Wou-ki.

In the past, it looked like a beggar in ragged clothes was stopped outside the post by the servants. The beggar held a wooden stick in his right hand, begging in a haggard voice:

"Master, you can do it well, I really can't walk anymore. Seeing that it is dark, you let me go into the inn to ask for a bowl of hot water, and I can keep warm so that I can continue on the road."

"No way, no way, the post is contracted by the prefectural palace, you can go beg somewhere else!"

The Ya Ya domineering shook his hand and unceremoniously drove people away.

Seeing Zao Wou-ki standing at the door, the beggar's drooping left hand quickly compared gestures that only the people of Dongchang could understand.

Zao Wou-ki understood, strode out immediately, and said to the arrogant government:

"This eldest brother, it's convenient to go outside. This uncle is very old. Seeing the wind is rushing in the evening, you can let him go in and rest your feet without delay."

Yajie lowered his eyes and thought, nodding his head one by one and waving his hand, it was agreed.

"Come on, uncle, please inside." Zao Wou-ki greeted the beggar with a smile.

"Thank you, thank you."

The beggar muttered, walking towards the post with a stick, his eyes were a little complicated, and he quietly faced Zao Wou-ki.

When the station owner saw a beggar entering the hall, he looked contemptuous and disgusted.

"Hey, I said, Lord, why did you bring in a beggar."

Zao Wou-ki stared, and reprimanded:

"How about the beggar? The beggar is no longer a person? Make a pot of hot tea and bring a plate of steamed buns. I will pay for the meal!"

After speaking, he placed the beggar at an empty table and sat firmly.

The shopkeeper didn't dare to speak any more, returned to the cabinet angrily, and ordered the young man to serve tea to the beggar, and put two big white steamed buns and a plate of side dishes.

The beggar ate with big mouth and teeth. Holding the steamed bun in one hand and gnawing at himself, the index finger of the other hand was dipped in the tea bowl, and he drew a few symbols on the smooth table.

Zao Wou-ki at the table next to them was always paying attention to every movement of the beggar. When they saw the symbols he drew on the table, all the faces except Qinger showed extreme astonishment and shock.

Not long after, the beggar slowly left his seat, and his dirty palms stroked the table at will, erasing several contact symbols.

Then, he took the remaining white steamed buns into his arms, bowed and thanked Zao Wou-ki, and left the post building with a wooden stick.

The beggar left, Zao Wou-ki

The others hurried up to the second floor and gathered in Yuan Qian's room at Shi Dangtou for discussion.

...

Prefectural government

Gu Yunxi pours a scoop of glutinous rice noodles into the basin, mixes it with white water and sprinkles it with yeast, and makes a noodle lump.

"What are you doing?" The yaman stalking at the door asked her when he saw it.

Gu Yunxi did not look up, and answered while busy:

"Make'three white cakes'. Your family only has glutinous rice noodles, sugar and yam. You can mix them together to steam the cake. Because the three ingredients are all (color) white things, I named the steamed dessert It's'Three White Cakes'."

Waiting for the glutinous rice noodles to ferment, Gu Yunxi was busy cutting yam and washing cabbage.

"What kind of food are you planning to do?" The yavier felt curious, walked a few steps into the kitchen and asked again.

"Stewed preserved fish, cabbage, pickled radish, it doesn't cost you too much ingredients, right?"

Gu Yunxi rolled his eyes in boredom.

Xin said that there are not many valuable and decent things in the Taishou Mansion kitchen. It is difficult for them to find someone to stare at me for cooking, for fear of using more Feng's stuff!

After that, no matter what Huang Yunxi started to do, and whether she was willing to open her mouth or not, the troublesome government officer would always follow her to ask questions, vigilance (sexual xing) was quite high.

A few faint sounds came from the side of the stove, "ding ding dong dong dong" sounded irregularly, and the movement was very strange.

Gu Yunxi stopped what he was doing and bent over to search carefully.

Ya Ya's face (color) was slightly pale, and a little cramped: "That's just a mouse!"

Gu Yunxi ignored him, pretending to be indifferent, and continued to do things, but in his heart he knew that the yavier was clearly accusing her.

The location where the faint movement spread was close to the hearth. Animals are used to protecting themselves. How can mice sit in their nests near the hearth? Are they going to kill themselves and be willing to be burned to death by firewood?

The more Gu Yunxi thought about it, the more he realized something was wrong. Unusual movement, the nervous and unidentified expressions of the bureaucrats, every kind of cryptic anomaly indicates that this shabby-looking kitchen must be hiding something invisible.

Must find it out!

Looking around, she glanced at the plate of lamb liver on the wooden table.

With an idea, Gu Yunxi had a clever plan.

The water in the firewood pot was boiling lively, and Gu Yunxi threw the lamb liver directly into the water to stew.

Upon seeing this, the yavier exclaimed in surprise: "Hey! The sheep liver itself is cooked!"

"You don't understand, my governor likes five-spice braised lamb liver and never eats boiled!"

Gu Yunxi glanced at him coldly, before taking advantage of it, sprinkled a handful of red beans into the pot, and then added the sauce, rice wine and other condiments.

After finishing her work, she went to mash the yam, help the cabbage, and shred the leaves.

Yeast yeast rises quickly.

In just a moment, the glutinous rice noodles are half open in the basin.

Gu Yunxi sprinkled all the yam mud and appropriate amount of sugar into the noodles, continued to knead them, put them on the wooden table into square strips, put them on a drawer and steamed them.

Next, she added sugar and vinegar to the shredded cabbage, then added sesame paste and mustard powder to stir.

The unique mellow aroma of sesame sauce aroused the interest of the yamen. After lifting my nose several times, I couldn't help but bleed out body fluid in my mouth.

"Little brother, what do you cook?"

Ya Ya stared at the big bowl in Gu Yunxi's hand, with good eyes and extremely greedy appearance.

Gu Yunxi chuckled lightly, proudly, unconsciously speeding up the action of mixing vegetables. The leaves of sesame sauce dipped in sesame sauce rolled rhythmically under the drive of a pair of chopsticks, bringing out a fresh and sweet aroma , Continuously poured into the nasal passages of the Ya Ya.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, kept his eyes open at the contents of the big bowl, and praised again and again:

"Goodbye, it's just an ordinary Chinese cabbage

, You actually made such a trick! "

"Although the ingredients of this cold dish are plain and unremarkable, the taste is fresh and tasty, so I named it ‘Chinese cabbage’. Big brother, try it!"

Gu Yunxi set aside a small dish of the mixed cabbage, and gave it to the servant with a smile.

"This... OK, I'll try it."

Ya Ya didn't refuse at this moment, took the food plate and chopsticks, and provoked the entrance of shredded cabbage. Just chewed, his eyes widened in surprise.

This dish is called Chinese cabbage, which perfectly combines the spicyness of mustard and the sweetness of sesame sauce. It is really sweet, spicy and sour, and it is very crispy!

Ya Ya ate all the cold dishes in the food dish, wiped his mouth, and he was still full of meaning.

At this time, Gu Yunxi fished the soft stewed lamb liver with a strainer and sliced ​​it into a plate.

"Brother, you can try my braised lamb liver again, how does it taste compared to yours cooked in white?"

After tasting Gu Yunxi's craftsmanship, the yavier's vigilance towards her has been relaxed for the most part.

Seeing her warm greetings, he took a piece of lamb liver with chopsticks and took a bite.

Not to mention, this braised lamb liver is indeed more flavorful than boiled, and the thick **** and fennel in the braised taste completely cover the fishy mutton of the organ itself, and it will not feel any other unpleasant odors.

The lamb liver is stewed until the heat is just right, the blade is thin, soft and delicate, and the entrance has a feeling of melting.

"Well, delicious, so delicious!"

After eating one piece, the Ya Ya couldn't restrain the second piece and chewed hard. This thing, the more you chew, the more fragrant you are,

"Come on, brother, eat more! Braised lamb liver with hot rice wine is the most beautiful treat in the cold weather!"

Gu Yunxi said, pretending to pick up the (gan gan) net small plate, moved a few slices of lamb liver into it, and left most of the rest to the servant:

"Brother, eat more! My superintendent cannot drink alcohol when he is on official business. I can't eat one full one. I'll take a few slices. You can enjoy the rest."

Ya Ya's eyes lit up, and he feasted like a raging cloud, without noticing his side at all. Gu Yunxi was silently (color) squinting over, staying in the faint smile on his delicate little face, seeping (Exposure) There is a bit of cruel (color).

The lamb’s liver was too late to swallow, so the yaman opened his mouth and said non-stop:

"Oh, who is not on official business! We can't drink alcohol at will, but this braised lamb liver is delicious to eat with white mouth..."

More than half of the lamb liver was eaten so that only two pieces remained. Suddenly, his face (color) changed drastically, covering his lower abdomen with one hand, and shouting in pain:

"Oh, my stomach hurts so much!"

"Yeah, what's the matter?"

Seeing the Ya Ya throwing the plate, holding his stomach with both hands, his face turned pale, Gu Yunxi was amused secretly.

Lamb liver with red beans is a poison that pierces the intestines! Although the toxicity (sexual xing) is not as good as arsenic to cream, it can also make the user have high fever, vomiting and diarrhea, repeatedly tossing for several days and nights.

"Big brother, don't you drink the wind outside, now you are too eager to eat, and your stomach is cold?"

Gu Yunxi gloated as he watched the Ya Ya squatting and twitching with pain, and sweating profusely. (强qiang) smiled and pretended to care about him:

"Or, I'll pour you a bowl of hot water, you can drink it and let it cool down!"

The ya ya bent his body and waved hard to her, clenched teeth kept clucking, cold sweat passed through his clothes, making him look like he was beaten and weakened.

"I, I have to go...convenient and convenient..."

He was breathing heavily, a muffled voice rolled from his Adam's apple, and then he got up with difficulty, and the house rushed to the outside of the courtyard.

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