Chapter 48 Spring Eclipse Spring Vegetables

Others went out to look at the lamps and brought back all kinds of lamps, and my grandson went out to look at the lamps and brought back a pack of glutinous rice balls.

Facing her grandmother's joking gaze, Lin Yan pursed her lips, lowered her eyes and smiled and said, "I went out for a while and was hungry, so I went to Shen Ji to make up for something to eat. The owner Shen was very polite and asked me to bring some for my grandmother. Come back and try it."

Mrs. Jiang Tai lifted the lid of the box and looked a little curious: "Sweet?"

Seeing her grandmother's childlike expression, Lin Yan laughed: "Sweet, sesame stuffing." Then he beckoned the maid to cook some for grandmother, "Just try it at night. I'm afraid it's not easy to digest."

After a short time, the maid brought a small bowl of Yuanxiao on a tray, and there were only four Yuanxiao in it. The cook put a little sweet-scented osmanthus honey into the soup, which smelled sweet.

Mrs. Tai scooped out one with a spoon, blew it gently, bit it, and a thick black filling came out.

After eating slowly, Mrs. Jiang Tai nodded, "Sweet, glutinous and fragrant, only a beautiful woman with ingenuity like Shen Xiaoniang can make it."

Beauty... Lin Yan coughed lightly, smiled and nodded: "Yes."

"I don't know that the bride you marry in the future will not be able to reconcile with this cauldron. If you can have 50% of the craftsmanship of this little lady Shen, you will be blessed."

Lin Yan smiled and lowered his eyes.

Mrs. Jiang Tai thought for a while and then said, "But you don't have a smart tongue, and you eat almost anything every day. If you marry a bride who is good at cutting and cooking, and someone brings a bowl of carefully cooked shark fin soup, you But eating it like a fan, asking you about the taste, you only say the word 'good'... It would be too wronged."

Lin Yan raised his eyes and looked at his grandmother with disgust and embarrassment. He couldn't help but pursed his lips, but smiled helplessly.

Mrs. Jiang Tai also laughed, as did the servants who were serving.

The servant girl, A Su, has been with Mrs. Jiang Tai for many years, and she has a good face in front of her master. She immediately smiled and said, "How can Mrs. Tai tease Lang Jun like this? Lang Jun is just not as slick as some children."

Mrs. Jiang Tai smiled and nodded: "He is at a disadvantage, like a gourd. Fortunately, he has a good face, and he can deceive a little lady to come back with this."

The servants smiled and persuaded Mrs.

More drums were heard outside, and Lin Yan stood up, "It's getting late, grandma should rest earlier."

Mrs. Jiang Tai nodded, "You also go to bed earlier."

Lin Yan saluted again and left.

There was a faint voice behind him: "Mrs. Tai is worried too much. Our lord is a handsome man for a while. If you have talent and looks, you don't have to worry about marrying a bride."

"...If you can marry someone with a more lively personality, it would be better if the two complement each other's temperament..."

Lively temperament... Lin Yan paused.

"Lang, walk slowly." The servant girl who was vigilant under the porch saluted.

Lin Yan nodded, followed the porch and walked out of his grandmother's yard.

When he came to the study, Lin Yan sat in front of the desk, picked up a travel journal in the box, flipped through two pages, put it back, and pulled out a few more calligraphy booklets below.

Tong Zhi's small script is written in the "Book of Songs": "How can you say that there is no clothing? The same robe with the son... Jing Nv Qi Shu, when I am in the corner of the city..." The words "clothing", "robe" and "shu" are among the words. Well written, was circled.

Take another look at the different written comments on the back: "The character of "A 堠" is like lying down like sitting" "Like lying down like sitting, straight and straight"... Lin Yan raised the corners of his mouth, put the calligraphy booklet back in the box, and thought about it. , stuffed the booklet back into the middle, and shouted to the attendants outside, "Send this book box to Shen Ji's little lady tomorrow."

The attendant agreed.

Not long after breakfast, Shen Shaoguang received these books.

Liu Chang saluted: "This is what A Lang asked someone to bring to the little lady."

Shen Shaoguang smiled and thanked him.

Liu Chang crossed his hands again and withdrew.

Yu San came out of the kitchen and took a look at the book box. Are the little gentlemen now so open and aboveboard when they send things to the little lady? But——Yu San looked at the ordinary wooden box, this is too insignificant, isn't it?

Shen Shaoguang lifted the lid, took out the top book and turned it over.

Is it an old book? Yu San knew that it must be some isolated booklet, and he deliberately packed it in such a simple wooden box, it looked different from those extravagant and exaggerated, this Lin Shaoyin... good plan!

Seeing Shen Shaoguang's focused expression, Yu San pouted, little ladies, hehe... he went straight to the backyard.

This is a collection of poems from the Six Dynasties. Most of them are landscape sketches. The words on the side are a bit familiar, but more are unfamiliar. After all, he failed to realize his wish to resign from office at the age of fifty, how impermanent life is.

Shen Shaoguang picked up the book box, A Yuan wanted to help her, Shen Shaoguang shook his head: "You are busy."

Yu San came in with a piece of bacon, and pouted when he heard the words, once the little ladies became emotional, they became so hypocritical...

Shen Shaoguang returned to the back house and slowly flipped through the books in the box. The "father" in the book gradually overlapped with the memories in his memory. The gentle and humorous husband and Aye, the literati who loved Shanquan Garden, and the elegant and graceful children of aristocratic families. There are many ministers of the Ministry of Rites who have suggested the imperial examination system, and there is also the person in Li Xianggong's words who wept blood before the Emperor Dan.

Shen Shaoguang also turned to the calligraphy booklet of "myself".

In fact, I still inherited the painting and calligraphy skills of the original body, but the more I practiced later, the lighter the shadow of the original body, and now it looks like it was written by two people.

Shen Shaoguang also saw the comments in the booklet, especially the two sentences "like lying like sitting", and couldn't help but smile.

If it wasn't for an accident, with such a father and mother, and a lovely brother in memory, how would "Shen Shaoguang" live?

Appreciating snow in winter, flowers in spring, writing and painting, feasting and games, she was raised in a clump of flowers, and then she was screened by her father and brother. Maybe also a very good "talented fairy"...

Shen Shaoguang felt a little distressed for "himself", and this fate came to an abrupt end on the winter night when he was ten years old.

Shen Shaoguang spent several days flipping through these booklets. Because it was too emotional, after drying, they were repackaged and sealed, and then continued to manage the current life of "Shen Shaoguang".

As soon as February entered, the weather warmed up immediately. The Qujiang River was thawed, and the water waved one after another. The fish that had been stagnant for the winter came out to breathe, the willow trees on both sides of the river were budding, and the wind softened.

Coincidentally, there was another spring rain, and within a few days, there will be a little bit of new greenery along the Qujiang River, Leyouyuan, arbitrary hillsides and trees outside the city, and even the gardens and barren houses in the city. Didn't turn green, wild vegetables came out first to join in the fun.

The young man and the pretty ladies hurriedly changed into their spring shirts and went out for a spring outing in the wild. There are also many women and children carrying small bamboo baskets to the field to "pick wild vegetables", either eating them at home or selling them in the city to supplement their households.

Shen Shaoguang was fortunate enough to buy a lot of such wild vegetables.

Shen Shaoguang didn't recognize a few wild vegetables in her last life, and she still doesn't recognize it in this life. It was A Yuan who taught her that this is a green fern, this is a green cabbage, that is a green ox dish... The biggest one, Shen Shaoguang recognized, was shepherd's purse.

"How do you eat these?" Shen Shaoguang asked A Yuan for advice.

"Originally, the ladies of the Xu family were all blanched in boiling water, mixed with a little salt and eaten."

Shen Shaoguang: "..."

Asked Yu San, he had only cooked one or two of them, so Shen Shaoguang had to explore slowly by himself.

Boiled in boiling water, add crushed sesame seeds, mashed garlic, vinegar and eat; add rice flour and steam until cooked, dipped in hoisin sauce, ginger juice, and sesame oil triple juice; squeeze the juice to make glutinous rice balls; mince to make chicken and wild vegetables Soup; scramble eggs with tender sprouts, or stir-fry mixed vegetables with shredded pork belly, shredded tofu, and vermicelli, sandwiched in spring cakes...

Sure enough, as Shen Shaoguang originally imagined, with the blending of wild vegetables, the spring dish has become a real spring dish, and as she imagined, this real spring dish is very popular. There are a lot of big houses that have been ordered and sent to their homes, such as that Li Xianggong, the servants of the Li family will come to order a copy after a while.

There are even people who wrote a poem specially, "The white jade plate is tender with green silk, and the meat in the jade pot is fragrant."

Shen Shaoguang made the best use of the wall outside his store, prepared pen and ink, and asked the poet who wrote the poem to inscribe the poem on the wall. At this time, writing poems on the wall is an elegant and frequent thing. The scholar who was slightly drunk readily agreed, splashing ink, and it was completed in an instant. It turned out to be an extremely fluent and free cursive.

Shen Shaoguang clapped his hands and greatly appreciated it, and decided to give the creative director of advertising a free order today.

With the praise of the beautiful lady, the scholar smiled proudly, and wanted to write another hundred and eighty poems.

In addition to these ways of eating, even if the wild vegetables reach their descendants, the most classic is to make stuffing. Shen Ji's Yujian noodles have several kinds of wild vegetable fillings, and there are excellent thin-skinned wild vegetable wontons with large fillings.

Shen Shaoguang's favorite is shepherd's purse stuffing, followed by green beef. Shepherd's purse has a good taste and taste, and it has a umami taste. It is best with pork belly dumplings and wontons. After it is cooked, it is dipped in balsamic vinegar and garlic with sesame oil. .

The green beef dish has a spicy taste, and it is mixed with mutton to make meatball dumplings with less meat and more meat, and it is also very fragrant.

When Lin Yan came, he had ordered side dishes, and Shen Shaoguang recommended to him the two seasonal staples that he thought were the best, "This shepherd's purse has the freshness of spring, and the green beef can stimulate the aroma of the mutton itself. all good."

Looking at Shen Shaoguang's eyes that seemed to be full of bright spring, Lin Yan closed his eyes: "It's the former."

Shen Shaoguang said with a smile: "Okay, Lord Lang wait a moment." He turned around, suddenly stopped, and looked at Lin Yan with a half-smile, "The former..." This is a bit embarrassed, and he deliberately avoids "荠" "Lin Langjun shouldn't have read Er's calligraphy booklet, right?"

Lin Yan only felt that his face was a little hot, how could this kind of thing be talked about face to face? Taking a look at Lady Shen's generous smile, Lin Yan pursed her lips, "Little lady's words are Xiuya when she was young, but now she's thin, just don't be too unruly."

"'Heaven and earth, the inverse journey of all things, the person of time, the passer-by of a hundred generations'①, what's the point of being unruly in these short decades?" Shen Shaoguang turned his eyes and smiled, with a beautiful jade color.

Lin Yan held back her breath, and when she saw her complacent look, the corners of her mouth curved into a smile.

The author has something to say: (1) Li Bai's "Spring Night Banquet Peach and Plum Garden Preface".