Chapter seven hundred and eighty seventh taste of home(2/3)
"Girl, I went to pick peppers behind the yard for my brother."
"got it."
Young Master Liu walked out of the courtyard, and the beauty's clear and melodious voice suddenly sounded behind him.
"Daguoguo, have you gone far?"
"No, what's wrong?"
"Sister, I forgot to tell you just now. When you pick peppers, you can also feed the chickens, ducks and geese in the fence."
Young Master Liu sighed helplessly, waving the folding fan in his hand and hurried towards the hillside behind the yard.
"Okay, let's cook a good meal."
Stopping outside the fence where chickens, ducks and geese flocked, Young Master Liu stretched out his hand to wipe the fine sweat on his forehead, looked up at the gradually darkening sky, and let out a long breath.
"It seems that the rain will not be light tonight."
Muttering to himself, Mr. Liu picked up the bamboo basket next to him and poured the food inside into the troughs under the fence one by one.
I don’t know when it started, but the wind on the hillside became louder and louder.
The blowing made the flowers and plants nearby sway, and the smoke from the cooking pots down the hillside quickly dispersed.
Liu Mingzhi carried the freshly picked peppers with the hem of his clothes, looked at his surroundings, and walked slowly down the hillside.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, Mr. Liu smelled the rich fragrance that made people salivate.
"Girl, Brother Wei is back."
As soon as Young Master Liu finished speaking, the beauty's response came from the kitchen.
"Cough cough cough, Daguoguo, the wind outside is getting stronger and stronger.
The gust of wind that just blew blew all the smoke from the chimney back.
It seems you are right, there is a high probability that it will rain heavily tonight."
Liu Mingzhi walked into the kitchen and casually put the peppers on his clothes into the bamboo basket next to him.
"Girl, your craftsmanship is pretty good. Brother Wei could smell the aroma of the food as soon as he walked in."
"You have to do it. If you don't have any real skills, how dare I cook you dinner for you, sister?"
"How many dishes have you prepared?"
"I've already made four. Sister, I'll make two more dishes and one soup, and you're ready to eat."
Young Master Liu glanced at the beautiful woman who was putting firewood on the stove, reached out and picked up a piece of fried meat with celery, and threw it directly into his mouth.
"Hiss...hmm, delicious."
"Oh, Daguoguo, why are you acting like a child?
The roasted pork with celery has just come out of the pot, so you’re not afraid of burning your mouth.”
"It's okay, it's okay. Because my brother has thick skin, he's not afraid of getting burned."
"Smelly poor man, hurry up and fetch water from the spring.
After you fill up the water tank, we will be ready to eat."
"Okay, brother, let's go right away."
The sunset hanging in the sky finally set.
Ren Qingrui saw Young Master Liu put down the bucket and walked out of the main room with gentle steps.
"Da Guoguo, my sister has brought all the food to the main room just now. You can wash your hands and we can eat.
I have already led the horse to the shack next to the side house, so you don’t have to clean it up anymore."
"Okay, now that brother knows, you can go in and wait."
Ren Qingrui raised her hand to comb the hair on her shoulders that was blown to pieces by the oncoming strong wind, and nodded with a smile.
"Hey, sister, I'll wait for you when I get back."
After a while, Young Master Liu walked toward the beauty's boudoir with a towel in his hand.
"Rumble...Rumble..."
As soon as Mr. Liu entered the room, a deafening thunder suddenly sounded in the dark sky.
Putting the towel next to him, Mr. Liu turned around and glanced at the increasingly gloomy sky outside the room. He sighed and walked to the desk and sat down.
"Oh, it seems that what Brother Wei said is indeed correct.
The rain is about to come, and the wind is blowing all over the building!"
Ren Qingrui placed a pair of chopsticks in front of Young Master Liu, and patted the wine jar on the table with a smile.
"Daguoguo, are you still drinking today?"
Liu Mingzhi picked up the chopsticks and pushed the wine glass in front of the beautiful lady.
"The lightning dances and the thunder adds to the excitement.
The rain is about to come, but the beauty is by your side.
How can such a rare opportunity be given without wine?"
Ren Qingrui was overjoyed, nodded her head with a smile, and patted off the sealing mud on the wine jar without hesitation.
"Yes, yes, Da Guoguo, you are absolutely right.
How can such a rare occasion be without wine?"
Ren Qingrui put the wine jar in front of Young Master Liu with a smile on her face, and pushed his wine glass back with her backhand.
"Da Guoguo, it's too troublesome to stand up and sit down.
The two of us still follow the old rules, pour and drink by ourselves."
Liu Mingzhi held the wine jar with both hands and took a deep sip of the rich aroma of the wine, with an intoxicated look on his face.
"Okay, brother, I will listen to you."
Ren Qingrui sat down gracefully, reached out and pushed the food on the table in front of Young Master Liu.
"Da Guoguo, you eat some food first to satisfy your stomach. Let's eat, drink and chat."
Young Master Liu filled his glass with wine and picked up the bowls and chopsticks with a smile.
"Okay, then I'll give it a try, brother, and see how much your skills have improved, girl."
Ren Qingrui quickly picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of braised fish and put it on Young Master Liu's plate, her eyes flashing with anticipation.
"Daguoguo, please try it quickly."
As soon as the fish entered his mouth, Liu Dashao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately raised his head and looked at the beauty who was looking at him with a smile.
"This...this smell.
It is neither the taste of the capital nor the taste of Shu.
But, it’s the authentic taste of Jiangnan.”
Ren Qingrui looked at the surprised expression and raised her wine glass with a slight smile.
"Silly Guoguo, you said it wrong."
"Huh? Brother Wei, what did you say wrong? This braised fish recipe is obviously the taste of Jiangnan cuisine!"
Liu Mingzhi asked in question, picked up another chopstick of fish meat and put it into his mouth, chewing it slowly and savoring it carefully.
After a while, Mr. Liu gently swallowed the food in his mouth and picked up his wine glass with a complicated expression.
"Girl, I can say with certainty that the ingredients and techniques you used to make this dish are definitely from Jiangnan.
And...and..."
"And what?"
“The taste of this dish is very similar to what my mother makes.
Come, have a drink."
To be continued...