Cooking

44.

As the only person at the banquet who did not aim at food, Bruni had plenty of time to observe others. In all fairness, the guests tonight were elegant and respectful to food, which made him very pleased.

A person's character can be seen from his attitude towards food. People who show greed and greed absolutely do not have good self-control ability.

Food is supposed to make people happy, and the chef's happiness lies in the true feelings of the diners.

Mr. Wang was chewing a mushroom, his brows were stretched, and the corners of his eyes were slightly closed; Professor Du was sipping a spoonful of clear soup with his mouth moving and smiling; Dr. Lin was biting a fresh bamboo shoot with a solemn expression and reddish nose. Everyone ate this "Dinghu Shangsu" in silence, their expressions almost pious.

Buroni lowered his head slightly, his thick forehead hair blocked his eyes, those eyes, like the cold sea, were undulating at this moment, containing emotions that even he himself didn't know, he couldn't stop the corners of his lips from turning up, full of heart It's all bliss.

Many, many good memories swirled and flashed in his memory, like the sweetness of butter, the aroma of roses, the sunshine under the plane tree, and the embrace of his mother when he was young, mixed with a sweet tone, mixed with a little depression and anxiety , For example, the unhappiness of high school life, or the recent worries about the family, and in the end, a blank white mist evaporated in such an environment, which made him feel happy or sad, but never sad.

Buroni suddenly felt very satisfied. Although his father was absent today, he was still a bit brave to take the lead alone, but now look at the expressions of the diners. He is qualified as a master, and he has a strong enough dominance to motivate employees to contribute. Give out all the spirit, even if this kind of rule is actually quite fragile.

Chen Zhiqing was eating ginkgo and lotus seeds with a smile like a big hamster. She secretly described such a teacher who was a few years older than herself as offensive, but Buroni couldn't hold back her smile. Looking at people's bulging cheeks and thick lips, I am happy.

Chen Zhiqing was embarrassed by the look, he smiled a little embarrassedly, a pair of tadpole-like lines were drawn in the corners of his shy eyes, and his wrinkled nose was a little red, making him look childish and cute.

Le Zhengchun noticed the embarrassing attention, coughed softly, "Lonnie?"

Buroni chuckled, of course he didn't dare to say nonsense like hamsters, and said sanctimoniously, "I just remembered that I also took Mr. Chen's class? It seemed to be about the comparison of human and mouse genes once." Lecture..."

When Chen Zhiqing heard this, her eyes widened, and she said happily, "That's right, I said that 99.9% of the genes of humans and mice are the same. It was an open class on biogenetics!"

Le Zhengchun smiled helplessly, "A good student who loves to study, you are like a glutton when you listen to lectures, you will swallow everything you can, right?"

Seeing the curious gazes of several professors, Buroni also said cheerfully, "I'm still young, although I can't chew too much, but I can always absorb some nutrition after eating."

Mr. Wang clapped his hands and said, "Good things are good things. Young people like to study and don't ask for deep understanding. It's better than being sleepy. Xiaobu, come and have a drink!"

How can a scholar be negligent in toasting, Buroni hastily turned sideways and drank the fine wine in his glass.

Elder Wang watched with satisfaction as he took the jug to pour wine, and asked, "I heard that your Bu family moved from the capital to the southwest, and it has been settled in a corner for decades. Why don't you return to the capital and take over the country now?"

Buroni bowed his head modestly and said, "Food is in China and taste is in Tianfu. This land is rich in produce and the living atmosphere is too comfortable. My family has grown up here for generations. This is already the hometown of the Bu family."

Dr. Meng echoed, "You don't want to go to Sichuan! I'm an old man now, and the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine here is asking me to do a project, and I'm still thinking about staying here."

Others raised their glasses when they heard the words, "This is a happy event, let's have a drink, let's have a drink."

Bu Langni's heart moved, "Old Meng, then you will come to my house often in the future. My family's medicinal food is also very good. Please give me more advice."

Dr. Meng nodded again and again, "Since ancient times, medicine and food have the same source, and there are many rare birds and animals in the fairy medicine in Baopuzi, such as long live toads, thousand-year-old tortoises, etc., they must not be eaten."

If this is said in some places, the shop owner will definitely pat his chest and say that as long as you want to eat, I can’t get it. However, Buroni is not that kind of person, he consciously ignores it. Seeing the light in the other party's eyes, he said with a faint smile, "Recently, we have also launched some vegetarian dishes, which are better for health."

Chen Zhiqing immediately said, "Hey, why are you serving this vegetarian dish tonight?"

Le Zhengchun poked his arm lightly and smiled wryly.

Chen Zhiqing looked around, lowered her head embarrassingly, and drank the soup sullenly.

Dr. Meng squinted at him and said with a puckered mouth, "Didn't you see you at the awards ceremony just now? You teach biology?"

Chen Zhiqing blushed, and muttered, "I, I'm just a teaching assistant..."

Doctor Meng let out a long sigh, and said disdainfully, "Since you have a seat, you should eat more."

What I said was a little yin and yang, basically everyone here is over the age to care about with the juniors, and Dr. Meng's mind is really a little small.

Le Zhengchun had no choice but to help his family stay with him carefully, pouring wine and soup for the old man and kept busy.

Buroni saw that Dr. Meng was an old gourmet, and he liked the vigorous and heavy-tasting dishes, but he was not interested in this vegetarian dish, so he thought about it and said, "Old Meng, the snake meat we make is not bad..."

Chen Zhiqing exclaimed again in a low voice, "You still eat snakes?"

Le Zhengchun pinched him with a stern face, and the young assistant's face quickly flushed with blood. Chen Zhiqing bit her mouth and wrinkled her nose, wanting to speak but not daring to let Lonnie think of the wronged little animal again. It's a pity that this kind of state of mind will not be understood by the old men. Doctor Meng sneered, "Why, eating snakes is against the law?"

Chen Zhiqing babbled out a few words, but her eyes were full of disrespect.

Le Zhengchun probably also felt that the other party was a little too pedantic, so he said with a tense mouth, "Meng Lao, let's not eat wild animals."

Buroni was about to explain that the snakes he bought were bred by farmers, but seeing his gloomy face, he couldn't open his mouth, so he cursed himself for being talkative, and bought a cup of chrysanthemum tea for Mr. Meng.

Dr. Meng wanted to say something else, but seeing Mr. Wang and the others shook their heads slightly, they turned their faces away, holding a small bowl and drinking the soup tastelessly.

In front of Buroni, there were only wine glasses but no chopsticks and bowls. He had only drank a few glasses of wine. He really didn't know how the dishes tasted tonight. He just decided the atmosphere by observing other people's reactions.

Although the dishes are rich, the quantity is just enough to make people eat enough to eat. At this time, there is only half a bowl of Dinghu Shangsu left. According to common sense, there must be some leftover dishes at the end of the feast, but Buroni still wondered if the vegetarian dish was not good enough and was rejected by others.

He stood up again and poured wine to the guests one by one with the wine jug. While greeting in a low voice, he inspected everyone's dishes. Although Dinghu Shangsu is vegetarian, it is rich in ingredients and full of taste. It should be liked by everyone. Bar……

Walking up to Le Zhengchun, Bulangni asked directly in a low voice, "Is this dish delicious?"

Le Zhengchun raised his eyebrows and said, "It's delicious, better than that shark's fin."

Buroni was relieved a little, and Chen Zhiqing, with sharp ears, interjected softly, "I think this is the best dish, really."

Buroni laughed and said, "This dish is not as valuable as shark's fin and bird's nest."

Chen Zhiqing said seriously, "But this dish is what makes people happy physically and mentally."

During the conversation, the last Nama rice cake and apricot fruit cheese cake were delivered. Nama rice cake is the pronunciation of "fa cake" in Manchu. Pattern, cut into small diamond-shaped pieces, sprinkle some honey and shredded preserved fruit on top.In the Qing Dynasty, it was a home-cooked dim sum that was widely spread from the court to the folk. The operation is simple and the ingredients are ordinary, but the recipe has been handed down by Xu Ji, the imperial chef of the Qing Dynasty. The taste is naturally extraordinary.

Dr. Meng was satisfied with the meal, and took a few bites of the snacks in front of him. He praised repeatedly, "This is delicious, is there any one that sells by the catty?"

Dr. Lin joked, "I still want to buy a few catties for dry food, and bring them to Tibetan areas to exchange for yak meat!"

Dr. Meng licked his lips, his eyes turned blue, "Yak meat is delicious, especially freshly slaughtered raw meat, it's hot and bloody, absolutely delicious!"

Dr. Lin was embarrassed for a moment, then smiled dryly, "Ah, if you have a chance, try it."

Le Zhengchun interrupted lightly, "Eating raw meat is probably not clean, bacteria and viruses..."

Dr. Lin snorted, "Just to say it, I really don't dare."

Dr. Meng wanted to say something excitedly, but Mr. Wang laughed and said, "It's too uncivilized to drink blood like a hair."

Professor Du raised his voice, "This has nothing to do with civilization, it's just personal taste. Once you get used to the taste of raw meat, it's really good."

Le Zhengchun saw that they were almost forming cliques and discussing the truth, and said with a smile, "Oh, it's a pity that Mr. Zhong Cheng is not here today. Once his great talents are mixed in, tomorrow's newspaper will be more in-depth."

Mr. Wang shook his head and said, "Those reporters don't care about academic awards at all, they just want to know what we eat and play? Superficial."

"Gourmet food and celebrities complement each other," Le Zhengchun said nonchalantly, "Eat and drink enough, even if your body doesn't enter heaven, heaven is already in your heart."

The author has something to say: "Eat and drink enough, even if your body does not enter heaven, heaven is already in your heart." The words are published in Shen Hongfei's "Eclipse Report" in 2003.

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The prequel is coming to an end soon, the slow pace and the meekness of the characters may make many relatives impatient...

Indeed, I have to admit my lack of layout ability and incompetence in constructing plots. In fact, I want to write a radiant God of Cookery—well, Ah Rong will become a God of Cookery, but he must grow little by little, both psychologically and physically. , both spiritually and technically.

When he suddenly lost his father and entered Manshuyuan, he was at a loss;

Being possessed by a soul is like a miracle, he is also confused

After meeting Bu Langni and entering Bu's house, he was still confused;

It is not until he really finds his direction and struggles steadily that his career has a starting point and his relationship can have a starting point.

As for Buroni, he has been known for food since he was a child. It can be said that he has long been tired of eating food, and it is difficult to feel exciting in terms of taste and soul. The education he has received is nothing more than how to inherit and develop. There are not many, so when he toasts, he looks at the way others eat, and he always has a superior mentality, thinking that the other party's joy is the sense of accomplishment that can be influenced by himself, and the touch he can experience in his young life is too little. , he doesn't care much about gains and losses, and he also needs to grow up slowly.

Wait until they experience some more things before they can get enlightened.

The so-called mind-to-heart connection is even more difficult.

I will prepare enough length, please be more patient if you read the text.

Thank you!

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47, 45...

45.

The night was getting darker, and the moonlight outside was getting brighter and clearer. Mr. Wang suggested that everyone go to the courtyard to enjoy the moon. Buroni hurriedly arranged it, put tables, chairs and fruits on the Liuyue platform, and then sent Shaoxing Huadiao, which was sweet and nourishing for the stomach. Everyone was stupefied with drunken eyes, admiring the remnants of the lotus, smelling the sweet-scented osmanthus, looking at the sky, looking at the water in the pool, reciting two crooked poems, and making a few wine orders, which was very interesting.

Buroni didn't dare to relax at the edge of the pond, for fear of a safety accident at this time, the clever service lady hurriedly called a few security personnel to watch from afar. Buroni was slightly relieved and sat on the long wood Dry on the stool.

It was a very tiring night, taking advantage of the darkness, he squeezed his face and sighed, it was really difficult for these scholars and literati, it was rare to enjoy it with the money he earned, and it was not easy to be bold and unrestrained once.

The remaining half of the pot of "Dinghu Shangsu" was finally wrapped up by Le Zhengchun and Chen Zhiqing, and he finally got rid of his grievances. People are like this. It's okay for a strong place to be ugly, and it's okay for a weak one to hide. The deeper the better, Li Xiangrong is the weak one tonight, so he can't make any mistakes.

His spirit was tense, but his stomach was empty. Before the dinner, Bronnie ate some snacks to fill his stomach, and he had already digested it all. He looked forward to these elegant-looking guests with a bitter face. Will be able to go back to the kitchen and have a supper with the chefs who have worked hard for a long time.

"The autumn wind rises and the clouds fly, the grass and trees fall yellow and the geese return to the south." Someone even danced with his old waist twisted while clinging to the flagon, singing "The orchids are beautiful, the chrysanthemums are fragrant, and the beauties are unforgettable... "While frivolously staring at the beautiful woman who was still playing the piano by the stone platform, drunkenly trying to get close to him, the other two service ladies hurried over to help him sit on the stone bench, serving tea and handing towels, waiting closely. airtight.

The man was still wriggling around in a very unruly way, and even his companions laughed contemptuously, Le Zhengchun quickly went over and held him down to avoid making a fool of himself.

Buroni was hesitant to go over and do something, when he was suddenly patted on the shoulder.

Chen Zhiqing's shy smile zoomed in close, revealing eight shining white teeth.

Buroni laughed in surprise, "Mr. Chen, did you eat well tonight?"

Chen Zhiqing was a little shorter than him, and raised her eyes slightly, "Well, it's good, of course Le Zheng can't go wrong with the choice."

Buroni pulled him to sit down together, and asked casually, "Mr. Chen and Professor Lezheng have a good relationship?"

Chen Zhiqing blushed immediately, and said embarrassedly, "It's okay, so-so."

Bu Langni saw the clue, and thoughtfully changed the subject, "You can comment on these dishes, I'm afraid you won't be satisfied."

Chen Zhiqing laughed a few times, "Those people are big heads, I'm just a foodie, not to mention delicacies from mountains and seas, even a steamed bun is delicious."

After breaking away from the timidity brought about by her low status at the dinner table, Chen Zhiqing is now a bright and happy young man. He put his hands on Lonnie's neck and made a very literary and sad look, "Actually, I am a vegetarian. Activists."

Buroni frowned, and said in a low voice, "That's great, I have a vegetarian cook who was dug from Manshuyuan."

Chen Zhiqing said, "I just want to ask you, as Dinghu Shangsu's master, can I meet you?"

Bruni looked at him and said strangely, "Of course, but according to the rules, only the chef can come out to meet guests, and we can only meet in private."

Chen Zhiqing sighed, "You guys have so many rules, no matter who the chef is, I just like this dish, if you find it convenient, just recommend it, if it's inconvenient, let it be."

"Convenient, of course convenient!" Buroni stood up and pulled him excitedly, "Let's go, I'll take you to the kitchen."

Chen Zhiqing called Le Zhengchun to say hello, patted her buttocks and followed Buroni to the kitchen.

Before he had walked a few steps, he saw Li Xiangrong standing in an empty space looking at the bustling courtyard. He was alone in a long shadow drawn by the moon, and he was dressed in a white robe.

Bu Langni was about to introduce each other for them, when Ah Rong stared at Chen Zhiqing with straight eyes, and said in a strange tone, "You're here."

Chen Zhiqing was taken aback. She looked up and down at the baby, she didn't look crazy, why did she speak so out of tune, so she just nodded her head and said, "Hello, hello."

Bu Langni stood sideways in the middle, stretched out his hand to introduce Chen Zhiqing, emphatically emphasized the teacher-student relationship with him, and wondered if Li Xiangrong was too nervous to speak.

Li Xiangrong slowly pulled out his right hand from behind, and shook a kitchen knife with Ming Huang. The moonlight was like water, and the blade was like snow. Bu Langni's face changed, and he quickly reached out to block it. Chen Zhiqing yelled in fright, turned around and ran away.

Li Xiangrong's eyes were empty and his voice was hoarse. Even though Buroni grabbed the kitchen knife and threw it far away, his wrist was tightly grabbed.

"Why are you crazy?" Buroni clamped his hand fiercely, startled, angry, angry and anxious, just wanting to slap this psychopath to death.

Li Xiangrong suddenly trembled violently all over his body, calmed down after a few seconds, his eyes were clear and his expression was calm, and he said calmly, "Lonnie, I lost my composure just now, I was a little nervous."

Buroni pushed him angrily, "You're not nervous, you're a ghost!"

Li Xiangrong scratched his hair with a wry smile, "Well, that's sort of it."

Buroni bared his teeth at him, "I'll go see Mr. Chen, you go in quickly, don't play tricks, and I'll settle accounts with you later!" After speaking, he strode away.

Li Xiangrong walked over slowly and squatted down to pick up the kitchen knife, the blade reflected the tears in his eyes against the moonlight.

—Master, is that him?

——No, no, Xu Ji's voice was full of exhaustion and sadness.

——Don't mess with me in the future.Ah Rong growled angrily.

——Never again, Ah Rong, Xu Ji said lightly, if you don’t want to see me again, I will disappear immediately...

--That was not what I meant!Arong fell down in the grass, staring fiercely at the reflection on the blade.

——Arong, I am not a good teacher, you...

——Then you will be a good teacher!

——Even if I use you like this, are you still willing to be my apprentice?

——Wanting to meet an old friend... This is not called taking advantage of.

He is no longer my old friend, I am just a ghost.

--master.

--Um?

——Even if there is only a little hope, we must persevere

work hard, right?

--right.

So even if there is only an insignificant throbbing, I still want to see you again, even if it is through someone else's eyes.

Knowing the sun and rain, past and present.

These are not the best of times, nor are they the worst of times.

——Master, how do you know that is what you are looking for...

--superpower.

cut!

Li Xiangrong grabbed the handle of the knife and stood up, very disdainful of the master's distorted face that could not conceal his insignificant nature.

Looking up, the hustle and bustle and the silence coexist in the night, Li Xiangrong sighed softly, "Am I going to leave Bu's house tomorrow?"

Xu Ji had no way to answer this question. In order to arouse the memory of the old man, he forced Arong to cook "Dinghu Shangsu". contact, real people.

Everything in this world is empty in essence, and even the soul is just a gradually dissipating illusion. He is not a Buddha, nor a practitioner. He is just a dust that has been missed by the wind and sand of history.

The years of pouring blood have long gone, and the unforgettable feelings are gone with the wind, and their origins and extinctions are like a dream.

Do you want to wake up?Do you want to leave?

--master!Stay and help me.

- Help me become a really good cook.

Li Xiangrong seemed to be aware of Xu Ji's turmoil and depression, and said firmly.

——Why are you so progressive all of a sudden?Xu Ji laughed lightly.

——Because I've been dazed for too long, and I didn't see the direction of life until this feast.

--oh?what do you seeBig food, full of fat?

——No, I just saw what a chef can do. Li Xiangrong gently stroked the meat knife with his fingers, and I thought of my father. The ability of a chef is to make many people happy.

——It can also make many people suffer more, Xu Ji said indifferently.

——I think it is better to make others happy.

Li Xiangrong smiled and lowered his head, kissing the cold blade.

Looking up at the night sky from the eaves of the promenade, a few wisps of clouds are floating, the quiet full moon is crystal clear, and you can see it at a glance. The night dew falls on the flowers, reflecting the moonlight and flashing faint light spots, like stars.

He Zhishan leaned his back on the porch pillar, the hem of his white chef's robe was rolled up casually, one foot was raised up, holding a light green glass cup in his hand, the rich aroma of wine wafted in the night air.

The red wine was sweet and mellow, flowing down his throat and penetrating his lungs. He raised his neck contentedly and put his tongue over his lips.

"Zhishan, are you that sure?" An old male voice sounded, and Lu Yong stood beside him with his hands behind his back.

"The moonlight is beautiful, just a little bit drunk." He Zhishan curled his lips, "Will Master worry about me?"

"No, you know what you are doing and how far you can do it. What else should I worry about?" Lu Yong sneered, "You can do it yourself."

"Master!" He Zhishan jumped down and bowed deeply to the old man's back, "I'm not a person who doesn't know what to do, and I will never leave Bu's house!"

Lu Yong shook his hand and walked away slowly.

"Zhiqing, why are you so weird?" Le Zhengchun put his arms around Chen Zhiqing's waist, pretended to be a little drunk and tilted his head against his neck, his warm breathing was slightly short of breath.

"Let me tell you, there is a chef in the Bu family who is crazy!" Chen Zhiqing complained angrily while dragging Le Zhengchun with great effort, puffing her face.

"Did he molested you?" Le Zhengchun obviously didn't believe it, and only cared about fidgeting about.

"Don't make trouble!" Chen Zhiqing bit her thick lips, "However, maybe geniuses are a bit strange, that vegetarian dish is really delicious."

"I'm also a genius, I'm not surprised at all!" Le Zhengchun sneakily kissed Zhiqing's neck, closed his eyes contentedly and pretended to be dead.

"Yes, yes, I just got off the plane!" Zhong Cheng was sitting in the car and talking on the phone, "Tomorrow night's game, of course! I know the place, don't worry!"

"What? There is a chef from the Bu family?!"

"That's going to be fun!"

----Prequel end--------

The author has something to say: Wipe away sweat, the prequel is finally over, and the following is the more vigorous bird of life!

Arong and Lonnie, come on!

I also want to work hard!

On the list, stick to the daily update!

Flowers and bricks, come on!

Uncle Xu Ji's Story

For Chen Zhiqing's past life, please refer to "Eating Punishment"

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48. No Responsibility Extra Story - Gluttonous...

The author has something to say: This is a random essay, the characters are floating clouds...

The key is, the key is that my Baidu ID is kenko99

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The aroma of freshly grilled herring wafted into the night air.

I can't say how mouth-watering it is, but in such a desolate moonlit night, it exudes a warm feeling.

Ordinary river seafood has been processed simply, presumably the people who are enjoying a light meal are also happy with the situation, and they are used to it.

A herring was strung on each of several branches, and thick grains of salt were randomly sprinkled on it.

Le Zhengchun was sitting by the fire, twirling the grilled fish while drinking, poking the body of the fish with a twig that was used as chopsticks, watching the white air come out in bursts.

The clouds floating in the sky moved quickly, sometimes covering the bright full moon, leaving only darkness in the desolate wilderness.

The creek not far away was rushing, and although the night wind was very cool, it was not so cold.

Le Zhengchun was wearing a dark golden robe, with long barbarian-style leather boots on his legs.

He squinted his eyes and swallowed the dark red wine in small sips, and the exquisite glass cup shone with a faint green light in his hand.

It was almost done, Le Zhengchun picked up a skewer of fish, gently tore off the tail fin of the fish, and brought it close to his mouth to eat.

Probably some places were slightly over-roasted, showing a black rust color, but some places still exuded a strong fishy smell. Le Zhengchun frowned, chewed a few mouthfuls, threw the fish aside in disgust, and went back to the rack again Fish skewers on the fire.

Subtle water vapor permeates the atmosphere, the burning fire, the smell of herring, the faint sound of running water, the flickering moonlight, and the aroma of red wine, blending into a peaceful and comfortable atmosphere.

"Excuse me? Are you grilling fish, sir?"

A clear man's voice suddenly sounded, as if appearing out of nowhere, a handsome young man walked up to Le Zhengchun with a smile.

The body tightly wrapped in a dark blue gown is tall and straight, the smiling face of the young man is charming, the lines of the eyes are amazingly perfect, and the neat lips under the bridge of the nose are kindly joking , "Sir, if you don't mind, can you come down and grill the rest of the fish?"

The slender fingers picked up the squeaking grilled fish. The young man looked at it and said regretfully, "It's a pity, it seems to be burnt..." He couldn't help but grab the remaining fish skewer, and flipped it skillfully with both hands .

Le Zhengchun raised his eyebrows, holding a wine glass to watch the inexplicable young man concentrating on grilling fish, and asked casually, "It seems that you are really a master of cooking, the same fish will be different in your hands."

Only then did the young man turn his head, and said in a little panic, "Ah, I smelled fish... I didn't mean to disturb Mr.... Next..."

"Hahaha, it's okay," Le Zhengchun laughed heartily, "Thanks to you, I'm really not good at handling fish... Come, let's have a drink together!"

The young man shyly took the wine glass from Le Zhengchun's hand, "My name is Zhiyu, what should I call you sir?"

"I dare not, I'm Le Zhengchun, a Taoist priest traveling in the wild." Le Zhengchun grinned.

"Mr. Xu," he called with his head down, and drank the full red wine in one gulp.

Zhiyu is a master of cooking,

48. No Responsibility Extra Story - Gluttonous...

No matter what wild animal is in his hands, it can quickly become the most luxurious delicacy.

After eating the grilled fish cooked by Zhiyu, Le Zhengchun actually proposed to ask Zhiyu a lot about how to cook, and it would be best if they could get along for a while.

When making this request, Le Zhengchun tilted his head, his deep black eyes stared earnestly at Zhiyu, his pink lips were bitten by his white front teeth, waiting for the surprised young man's reaction.

Zhiyu's face slowly turned red uncontrollably, he suddenly turned away from the eyes that had been looking at Le Zhengchun, and said hesitantly as long as the husband doesn't think the place is shabby.

Le Zhengchun chuckled, saying that it would be good to just call him by name, it was really lucky to meet such an expert as Zhiyu, and followed the young man to a shady cave.

Zhiyu looks very thin, but his strength is amazing. Although he said that he is tired of poetry and books living alone in the mountains, it is obvious that he cannot do without a certain force foundation.

Holding a sharpened long stick, he pierced the neck of the beast that fell into the trap, grabbed the head of the prey with one hand and twisted it suddenly, and assisted in turning the dead beast over with the other hand, with all fours facing upwards with ease. Tow away.

Hanging the prey head-down on a wooden frame one person high, Zhiyu nimbly held the short knife and made a deep inverted triangle cut. Dark red and bright red blood rushed out at the same time, pouring into the ground. In a pot.

Meticulously cut the skin on the four legs, Zhiyu licked his lips and laid the wild thing on the ground, humming happily, the blade cut along the middle of the abdomen, stretched his fingers in and peeled the skin, carefully Peel off the entire hide.

Opening up the meat was even easier. While chatting and laughing with Le Zhengchun, the chunks of meat had been neatly stacked.

He looked a bit sinister when he was not talking, but as soon as he looked at Le Zhengchun, Zhiyu's young face showed a humble yet warm expression.

In Le Zhengchun's career, he has never met anyone who is so obsessed with food.

No matter how insignificant the material is, as long as it passes through Zhiyu's hands, it will definitely become a delicacy that makes people want to swallow their tongues.

Zhiyu didn't seem to care that there was another diner around him who was eating and drinking, and regarded Le Zhengchun as a heart-to-heart friend.

Compared to Zhiyu's own food intake, what Le Zhengchun took up was really insignificant.

Whole dried bison legs, specially roasted half-cooked pig shoulders, piles of wild birds dressed and thrown on the fire, meat cut into large pieces and boiled into thick soup, all Zhiyu's energy seemed to be exhausted. Focus on how to fill your stomach.

Le Zhengchun looked thoughtfully at Zhiyu, intoxicated by the aroma of the food, and slowly drank the wine.

two

The faint blue moon hangs in the sky.

The night air is infused with the sweet scent of sweet-scented osmanthus.

There was a small fire burning by his legs, and he was sitting on the ground covered with thick animal skins, leaning against a dead tree with his back, holding a wine glass leisurely in his hand.

Half a glass of dark red wine swayed, reflecting the hazy moonlight.

A few skewers of meat were placed on the fire, and the fat occasionally dripped on the firewood, and the ashes smoked, and the flames suddenly rose.

Zhiyu was busy and brought a few pottery pots full of washed vegetables. The sweet potatoes were going to be wrapped in leaves and buried in the ashes of the fire. After they were cooked, they were eaten with salt and pepper. The radish should be put into the bone soup that has been boiled. Wild tea leaves are put in the dark white thick soup, which smells very fragrant.

The last ones brought up were a few red peaches.

Le Zhengchun was a little surprised, peaches belong to the early summer fruit, and now it is almost mid-autumn.

Under the light of the fire, one side of the peach is more rosy and bright.

"Zhiyu, are you a master of cultivating immortals? How can you get such a juicy fairy peach?" Le Zhengchun sighed with emotion, while taking the peach in his hand and peeling off the overripe skin, the sticky juice overflowed and radiated With rich sweetness.

Le Zhengchun leaned close to his lips, gnawing on the light red peach flesh with his healthy white teeth, Le Zhengchun seemed to be eating very sweetly.

Zhiyu stared blankly at Le Zhengchun spitting out the peach pit, licking his wet red lips with his soft tongue, he suddenly took a few short breaths, and hurriedly turned to look at the dinner on the fire.

No amount of delicious food seems to be able to satisfy the fully stimulated appetite. The urge to swallow everything, to make the teeth chew hard, to tighten the throat to swallow and suck did not subside with the reduction of food, but became more Inflated violently.

Neither of them spoke, only the sound of bones being chewed, pieces of meat being torn, and soup being swallowed echoed in the silent night.

His stomach was already distended, his throat was full of food, but he couldn't stop, his tongue and teeth couldn't stop, Le Zhengchun went to grab the last skewer like a demon, but Zhiyu snatched it away.

"You can't eat anymore," Zhiyu said calmly, "You are already full, and eating any more will be bad for your health."

"I think it's weird," Le Zhengchun's misty eyes flashed with water vapor, as if he was aggrieved, "I also think I should be full, but I still want to eat," his eyes fell lingeringly on the snatched food. On the meat skewers, "It's all because you cook so delicious food..."

"Hehehe," Zhiyu looked at him and smiled, the laughter was full of complacency, temptation, and a little bit of inexplicable cunning, it seemed to be malicious, and it seemed to be just a cryptic joke between friends, "Are you still I have never eaten the best food in the world..."

"what is that?"

"As long as you have eaten it, you will never forget the taste..."

"Will Zhiyu know how to do it?" Le Zhengchun stuck out his tongue and licked his mouth unconsciously, "I really want to eat..."

"As long as I have the ingredients, I can make it," Zhiyu promised gently, "I will definitely make you never forget...the ultimate delicacy..."

The black pearl-like hair hangs somewhat curvingly on the handsome face, without any concealment, the pure masculine appearance that can be described as Peugeot is flawless, the lips show a dark purple color under the dim firelight, making him feel Zhiyu looks unexpectedly coquettish.

He curled his well-shaped lips, and his eyes turned to the slightly dizzy Taoist priest.

"you're so beautiful……"

Le Zhengchun drank the wine in his hand in another gulp in a daze.

The mellow red wine with a slight bloody smell, the more you drink it, the more you feel like you are in a dream, full of comfortable dizziness.

The scorching eyes that seemed to be seductive scanned his body straight, and Le Zhengchun looked at the face of Zhiyu above with his fascinated eyes, and laughed grinningly.

"Zhiyu...do you like me?"

Le Zhengchun reached out and grabbed the young man's sleeve, dragged him down drowsily, and greeted the expected kiss.

"Is this good?" The lips touching the skin sighed, "Let me meet such a delicious you..."

"Such a delicate mouth..." Le Zhengchun's slender fingers were inserted into Le Zhengchun's mouth, extending his teeth