Husband, Have Dinner

It is said that one drop of the leaked water falls on the receiving kettle, and the accumulation becomes large. When another drop is dropped, the weight of the kettle changes, and the third shift arrives. It is time to go out and call the shift.

Dagengren looked tremblingly at the other big bald man, he disapproved, took his clapper, and walked away, leaving him tied to a stool, whining.

The sound started from near the county government and spread across the streets and alleys.

The paper window shone with a dim yellow halo, and there were figures walking around, and the noise was even louder, and the people in the room also blew out the lights.

The prosperous and lively day of Nanxun County finally fell silent at this time, and only the rhythmic "Boom!-Boom! Boom!" clappers reverberated in the streets.

Wang Mazi in the south of the city was drunk every night, and the owner of the restaurant closed at the sound of the newspaper. He listened to the sound of clappers and walked in the alley.

In the moonlight, another light appeared in the lane, and he opened his confused eyes vigorously. Someone came through the darkness and the familiar watchman.

He greeted him happily, and found that today's shift was widened. Unlike in the past, his head illuminates the road, and he smiled and stretched out his hand, "Zhang Da, when did you shave... shaved your head?"

"Go away!"

Before he could react, the wind brushed his ears, he was pushed to the wall, and hit the wall with his back. I'll tell you if you want to change the watch!"

A fierce and horrible face suddenly leaned in front of him, followed by a heavy heart, Wang Mazi later realized that he had been punched, as if a huge weight fell in his heart, he couldn't help but snorted and pressed against the wall. Sit down, and quickly shrank like a shrimp, clutching his chest.

"Tian Shehan." The man disdainfully said, he knocked the clapper and walked away.

Wang Mazi was left lying on the ground in pain, foaming at the mouth, and gradually stopped moving.

The clapper's sound echoed in the streets, but it did not reach the Pei Mansion Courtyard.

There is a family member in the other courtyard who takes on the role of the guard.

A round of huge discs hung on the sky, the moonlight was quiet, shining into the room through the elephant eye pane, and there was a whisper in the Babu bed.

"why?"

A Yao's voice came from the room. Shengxiang was on duty thinking that she had something to order. She opened the bamboo curtain with plum pattern and entered the inner room on the babu bed, but she was curled up at the corner of the bed, her eyes closed slightly and her feet were slightly closed. But she slept on a bed with more than two people, she only occupies less than a quarter, like Ji Shengxiang once saw a little kitten licked alone under a rock.

"Miss Jiang? Girl?" Shengxiang whispered, but A Yao didn't respond.

Get closer, no matter where there is something to be ordered, it is a dream talk!

She has been humming, crying and laughing, and can't tuck the quilt for her. After waiting for a while, to see that her breathing was long and not like a nightmare, she retreated, leaving a room of brilliance.

A Yao is indeed dreaming.

She returned to the compound where she lived when she was a child, and played with her friends on the patio, while her mother called her to serve food in the kitchen.

"Hey~" she replied, running over like a butterfly.

When she stepped into the kitchen, the scene suddenly changed, and she didn't realize it was wrong, so she accepted it with kindness.

As if suddenly enlightened, the sky was bright and beautiful, and willows were weeping by the lake. She walked forward. There was a stove in one corner of the courtyard, and there was a high table next to it, and a large oiled paper umbrella. These things were very abrupt in the courtyard. , But there is a woman behind the stove, Yuanshan Meidai, who feels peaceful and comfortable. Because of her existence, the stove is a little higher and merges into the courtyard, becoming a part of it.

The stove was burning a crock, and the soup boiled with a lot of white smoke, wafting out the scent of fish soup.

Ayao walked in, and the woman stopped her work and said, "Here you are, do you like fish slices or pine nuts, or something else?"

"I can do it..."

"Then I will make you fish meatballs."

She took A Yao's hand and showed her the knife she was carrying. At the end, she copied a live fish, cut a knife in the jaw and tail, and put it in a wooden basin of the high table. The carp was frightened and went back and forth in the water. Swimming.

Taking advantage of the bloodletting time, she began to make the seasoning. Shred the **** and shallots and set aside, boil a pot of oil, and put a small handful of mung bean vermicelli in the hot oil. The vermicelli squeaked in the hot oil. Everyone can be fried, and the snow-white swollen fried vermicelli appears, pick it up and put it on the lotus leaf to drain, and turn back to make fish.

The congestion is cleared, the scales and gills are quickly removed, and the fish skin is taken out for use. The subcutaneous red meat is removed, the whole fish is boned, and the bones and flesh of the fish are removed.

The fish skin can be made into cold dishes, and the fish bones can be used for soup.

She cut the fish into slices like cicada wings with a sharp knife. Ayao kept her eyes on her eyes. She was impressed by the woman's knives. Every piece of fish was the same size. She curiously picked up the fish on the side. The sun was really good at this time, and the fish was also translucent. , So thin that you can still see the woman's sword and shadow through it.

She already had a small wooden basin on her hand, inside it was a large block of ice, hewn like an iceberg, with cold smoke, each slice is good, she puts it on the iceberg, the fish sticks to the iceberg, as if blending together.

"It hasn't been possible yet, don't worry, you turn your back." The woman smiled, holding A Yao's shoulder to make her turn around.

It was actually excessive. It was a little chilled. She took off the fish and placed it on the lacquer plate. Ayao turned her head and saw a chrysanthemum in full bloom on the lacquer plate, which seemed to be carved out of a whole piece of ice. It was white and translucent. Vaguely blue, very beautiful.

The fish slice disc is also accompanied by a dozen porcelain plates, shrimp soy sauce, Sydney lotus root shreds, **** shreds, green onion shreds, fried vermicelli, sesame oil, orange peel, and even a pot of rice wine!

"Wow." A Yao kept her eyes open, and the woman handed over a pair of chopsticks and motioned for her to taste it.

Ayao raised her chopsticks, hesitated, the plate was so beautiful, she was reluctant to start!

"Do you want to learn from me?" The woman said with a smile.

"Okay, okay." A Yao nodded hurriedly.

"I will teach you how to make pufferfish."

"Not good!" She was startled and refused repeatedly, even if the woman repeatedly assured her that there would be no problem, she still shook her head like a rattle.

The attitude of resisting learning finally annoyed the cook, she cut the kitchen knife in her hand to the chopping board, and said with her arms akimbo, "Will you learn?"

The threat is quite strong.

"..." A Yao wanted to run away.

Who knows what the cook said, scared her into a cold sweat!

The cook said, "It's so hard to teach you how to cook? You owe me two lives, and you have earned my status."

"What are you talking about...I don't understand..." A Yao pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"I am Liuya."

Said the cook.

Boom!

The sky was thundered, and A Yao woke up. She sat up in shock. The white light suddenly appeared outside the window, lighting up the room like day and day. After a while, there was another "Boom!"

It was ticking outside the window and it was raining.

A Yao is holding Qingsha with two pillows, her nose is filled with the fragrance of Tumi, Muxi and Ruixiang, and her mood gradually calms down.

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