To Hold One’s Joy

  Chapter 46 Arriving in Beijing

  Xiuyue is kneading noodles, and Luo Sheng is frying saozi.

  Kneading noodles is very particular, but people who only know how to eat can't tell it. What attracts them is the aroma of fried saozi.

A large iron pot is placed on the fire, and the fat and thin pork belly is fried out of the oil, then the onion, red pepper and other condiments are added to continue to stir fry, and the chili noodles are mixed with the spicy smell The aroma is more intense.

   Seeing that each piece of pork belly was covered with a layer of bright red chili powder, Sheng Sanlang couldn't help swallowing: "Cousin, it looks quite spicy."

  Luo Sheng poured vinegar into the pot and continued to stir-fry, saying, "It's delicious."

  Such a solid answer left Sheng Sanlang speechless, but he was reluctant to move, so he squatted beside the pot and watched eagerly.

  Seeing that Luo Sheng added water and covered the pot, and could no longer see the pot of red and oily pork belly slices, Sheng Sanlang couldn't help asking: "Cousin, how long will it take to eat?"

   Luo Sheng was very patient when cooking, and Wen Sheng explained: "At least two quarters of an hour."

The aroma came out from the cracks in the pot lid, and it was more and more able to arouse the gluttons in people's stomachs. When Luo Sheng put the boiled glutinous rice seeds into a deep pottery pot and started to make the sour soup, Xiuyue's side had already started to cook the sour soup. Cut the noodles.

  Sheng Saburo became curious again: "Cousin, why do you need to make another soup?"

  Luo Sheng kept moving his hands, and asked back: "Cousin, do you know what is so important for the noodles to be delicious?"

   Sheng Saburo shook his head.

  How could he know, he knew that as long as it was made by his cousin, it must be delicious.

  Luo Sheng smiled: "If you want to make the noodles delicious, the noodles need to be thick, the noodle soup needs to be watery, and the noodles need to be hot. This noodle soup can't be the noodle soup for cooking noodles, it needs to be re-boiled sour soup."

  Sheng Saburo clicked his tongue: "So there are so many particulars."

  Luo Sheng lowered his eyes and poured the simmered seed oil into the soup, and said lightly: "If you want to do anything well, you must pay extra attention."

   Wei Han, who had been silent all this time, glanced at Luo Sheng when he heard the words, then moved his gaze down quietly, and landed on the pot of sour soup that was just boiled.

   It looks like it will be delicious.

  At this time, Xiuyue had already cooked the noodles. She scooped them up and put them into celadon sea bowls, topped them with saozi, poured in the sour soup, and bowls of hot, sour and delicious saozi noodles were ready.

   "Dinner is ready." Hongdou shouted cheerfully.

   Wei Han stared blankly at several sea bowls, counting silently in his heart: one, two, three...

   If he counted correctly, two bowls were missing.

  Seeing Sheng Sanlang and others swarming up, grabbing a bowl of saozi noodles and gobbling it up, Wei Han became more silent.

  Shi Yan couldn't help but said: "Miss Luo, why don't you have me and the prince?"

   "Really?" Luo Sheng looked at Hong Dou innocently.

  Hongdou held the sea bowl and stared wide-eyed: "Didn't the prince **** our girl to Beijing in exchange for our girl's gem-studded dagger, and it wasn't hired by our girl, so why bother?"

  Shi Yan was choked speechless, and couldn't help looking at Wei Han.

   Wei Han lowered his eyes and looked indifferent.

  This idiot, do you want him to come out and argue, just to rub a bowl of Xaozi noodles?

   But noodles are still needed. If you can’t eat them today, send Shi Yan to clean the Gong bucket when you return to the capital, and then go out to replace Shi Yan’s brother.

  Shi Yan shivered secretly.

No, today's bowl of glutinous rice noodles must be eaten by the master, otherwise the master will send him to wash the Gong bucket later, and when the time comes to go out with the master, his eldest brother Shi Huo, second brother Shi Yan, and fourth brother Shi Yi will be killed. one of them on top.

  The strong sense of crisis made the little guard have a flash of inspiration, and blurted out: "We will give money!"

   "Give me money?" Hong Dou pointed to the big bowl in his hand, "Look, the noodles are white and smooth, and the oil is hot and sour. Can money buy such good noodles?"

  Shi Yan glanced subconsciously, drooling again, and said with a flattering smile, "We'll give you more money."

  Hong Dou stuffed her mouth full. Seeing that her daughter had no intention of objecting, she swallowed the noodles and curled her lips: "Then how much do you pay for a bowl?"

  Shi Yan made quick calculations.

  Generally speaking, a bowl of saozi noodles is fifteen yuan, and the saozi noodles made by Miss Luo are worth a lot of money.

  Shi Yan stretched out a finger.

   "One hundred taels?" Hongdou frowned, turned her head to ask Luo Sheng what she meant, "Girl, look—"

  Luo Sheng smiled: "Yes. Xiugu, cook two more bowls of noodles."

  Shi Yan's heart trembled.

  One hundred taels of silver for a bowl of saozi noodles? Is this noodles? What I eat is silver curd!

  Will the master cut him?

  Shi Yan looked at Wei Han tearfully.

   Wei Han still looked indifferent.

   Distress is distressed, and it is impossible to show it.

  He has two hundred taels of silver, how can it be exchanged for two bowls of noodles and a fool? That's all, I have learned that Miss Luo has a dark heart, so I will prepare some dry food in the future.

  Shi Yan roughly understood what his master meant, and reluctantly handed out two bank notes.

  Hongdou collected the money with one hand and handed the bowl with the other, with a look of reluctance: "It's for the sake of the prince, otherwise a bowl of one hundred taels of silver can't be sold, after all, our girls are not short of money."

  Shi Yan flicked his wrist, and secretly inhaled.

  If I didn’t buy a bowl of Xaozi noodles for one hundred taels, and I was still hungry, I really wanted to put the Dahai bowl on this girl’s forehead.

   It's so irritating!

  The little guard, who was so angry that his lungs hurt, started to eat with a sea bowl.

  It smells so good!

   Wei Han, who eats elegantly but never moves slowly, quickly finishes a bowl of saozi noodles and casts a sideways glance at Shi Yan.

  Shi Yan is licking the empty bowl.

  Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo It was so delicious! He thought that such a big bowl of noodles would fill him half full, but who knew it was only stuffed between his teeth.

   Wei Han coughed lightly.

   "Master?"

   Wei Han's tone was indifferent: "Go and buy another bowl."

  The final situation is like this, Sheng Sanlang ate six bowls, Wei Han ate five bowls, and Shi Yan ate three bowls.

   Wei Han wiped the corners of his mouth with a snow-white handkerchief, feeling a little regretful.

  He can still eat two more bowls, but it is already on credit...

   Blame Shi Yan for eating three bowls!

  The aloof King Kaiyang glanced at the little guard.

  Shi Yan was full of grievances.

  He could still eat five more bowls, but when the master wanted to eat the fourth bowl, his face seemed to be frozen, and he had to be hungry.

   Hongdou, who also ate three large bowls of noodles, glanced at the three of them with disdain, and hummed coldly in his heart: What three rice buckets! Fortunately, I don't have to worry about food when I arrive in the capital.

  Perhaps the party chasing and killing Miss Luo has not yet discovered that the person sent has missed, and it is more likely that the joining of Kaiyang King deterred the villains in the dark. After a few days of calm, the group arrived in the capital smoothly.

  The city gate was far away, Wei Han reined in the reins and faced the blue-curtained carriageway: "Miss Luo, the capital has arrived, let's say goodbye here."

  The curtains of the car shook slightly, revealing the girl's quiet eyes.

   "Okay." Luo Sheng spoke concisely and only said one word.

  Hong Dou squeezed her head out of the window, holding a ledger in her hand: "My lord, you owe a total of 3,500 taels for food expenses these days, please send it to the Governor's Mansion as soon as possible."

  (end of this chapter)