Chapter 1,149: Each mountain is higher than the other
The aroma in the kitchen became stronger. Ye Linglong leaned over and looked at the pot full of beef soup, and her saliva was about to flow out. Shen Zizhuo was really afraid that her saliva would drip into the pot.
"Stay away." Shen Zizhuo pulled her away and told her to stay out of the way.
Ye Linglong didn't want to go far, so she stood up straight without raising her head, watching him put the cooked and drained noodles into the stewed beef soup. The white noodles were boiled and stained immediately after being removed from the pot.
The layers are laid out, just like white cloth is spread into a dye vat, and the color becomes more beautiful instantly.
Seeing that it was ready to eat, Ye Linglong turned around and opened the cupboard. She glanced in the cupboard, and took out two soup basins without even stopping at the small bowl.
The corner of Shen Zizhuo's mouth twitched, no one in the girl's family used a basin to eat, even An Zhisu, who was so eclectic, never used a basin to eat.
"Just use this basin. The bowl is too small. It has to hold both soup and noodles. It can only hold a few noodles but only a few chopsticks." Ye Linglong insisted on using the basin. There is also a lot of noodles and soup.
It also has a lot of equipment, so it’s the most suitable.
Shen Zizhuo had no choice but to fill half a basin with soup, noodles and beef cubes for her. She held the basin and chopsticks and happily walked to the restaurant.
Shen Zizhuo didn't use the remaining bowl, so he took a new noodle bowl, filled it with soup noodles and walked out.
When he came out, Ye Linglong had already eaten. Shen Zizhuo glanced at the living room, and sure enough, he didn't see Xiaohua again.
Poor little flower.
Shen Zizhuo silently sympathized with Xiaohua in his heart, and then sat down to eat noodles.
He always eats elegantly, even eating noodles without making a sound. Ye Linglong is not like this, sucking the noodles so much that she sucks them. Not to mention the ladies, even Xiaojiabiyu is not as bold as her.
"Teacher Shen, how did you make the braised beef noodles so delicious?" Ye Linglong stuffed her mouth full of noodles, but couldn't stop her from talking.
"Cut the beef into cubes and put it in a pot under cold water. Add ginger and boil the bleeding water. Remove from the pot, wash and drain. Add rock sugar to the cold pot and boil the juice. Pour the beef into the sugar color. After coloring, add the minced onion, garlic, soy sauce, cooking wine, and stir-fry until the aroma is released.
Then add water, add peppercorns, star anise, bay leaves, dried chili peppers, and cook over low heat for an hour. In addition, cook the noodles in a pot, drain them and add the water to the cooked beef soup. It's very simple." Shen Zizhuo said steadily.
Taught steps and practices.
Ye Linglong forgot to eat noodles when she heard this. She opened her mouth slightly. People have been praising her for being smart since she was a child. She also considers herself smart. But what Shen Zizhuo said in this sentence, besides the words "very simple",
She didn't understand a word.
"Haha, pretend I didn't ask."
excuse me.
Ye Linglong buried her head and continued eating noodles, not feeling embarrassed at all.
Shen Zizhuo wanted to laugh a little. He hadn't seen such a thick-skinned girl in many years. He used to think that An Zhisu was shameless in front of him, but now it seems that compared with Ye Linglong, An Zhisu is nothing short of a big deal.
Ye Linglong ate half of the bowl of noodles very quickly, and after finishing the meal, she still stared at Shen Zizhuo's bowl eagerly.
"There is still something in the pot, I want to eat..."
"I think I'll fill it myself." Before Shen Zizhuo could finish speaking, Ye Linglong had already answered the question and ran to fill the second pot.
When she came back with another half bowl, Shen Zizhuo couldn't help but feel glad that he had an accurate estimate of her food intake, otherwise she wouldn't even be able to drink the second bowl of soup.
The name Ye Linglong has nothing to do with her appetite, and her name is Ye Fantong.
Ye Linglong ate more elegantly on the second bowl. There was no other reason than that she wanted to take the opportunity to talk to Shen Zizhuo.
"Teacher Shen, can I borrow some history books from you?" Ye Linglong looked for a topic that Shen Zizhuo would be interested in.
"Which dynasty is it from?" Shen Zizhuo asked.
Ye Linglong:......
How should she answer this? She just borrowed the book so that she could eat while waiting for the book to be returned. She had never thought about which dynasty she wanted to borrow. Besides, she didn't know how many dynasties there were in ancient China and what they were called.
"The Qing Dynasty." After all, she knew about the Qing Dynasty, so she answered the question easily.
Shen Zizhuo nodded: "I'll find it for you later."
Ye Linglong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She was still thinking about how she could beg if Shen Zizhuo didn't borrow it.
"I just turned a page of the book you put on the coffee table and found that I didn't recognize many of the words. What kind of book was it? I can't even see the title clearly. It seems to be quite old." Ye Linglong continued to chat with him.
"A translation of ancient travel notes has been around for several decades and is no longer available." Shen Zizhuo also bought it at a high price.
"Old Chinese, no wonder I can't understand it." Ye Linglong was relieved. It wasn't that she was stupid, but that she had never studied it at all.
Shen Zizhuo just hummed. There were too many people who couldn't understand ancient Chinese. Ye Linglong's inability to understand was really not new. He only started studying it in the past few years and couldn't understand it before.
"Where are the travel notes written? Is it good to read?" Ye Linglong is quite new to this kind of ancient travel notes. She doesn't know how the ancients wrote travel notes.
"I wrote about a paradise. As for where, I'm still researching it," Shen Zizhuo said.
Ye Linglong was confused: "Didn't the author write the place name?"
"I wrote it, but the ancient place names and the current place names have long been inconsistent. If you want to determine the location, you can only piece together clues from the text." Shen Zizhuo explained to her.
Ye Linglong understood and drew inferences from one example: "Maybe so much time has passed and the places described in the travel notes have long since disappeared."
"Well, this is very likely." Shen Zizhuo agreed. For example, "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring" has long been lost in the long river of history no matter where you look for it now.
"Then why are you wasting time and energy looking for it?" Ye Linglong was confused after hearing that he agreed with her statement.
"Probably because I don't lack time and energy." Shen Zizhuo's answer was also very Buddhist.
Ye Linglong:......
This makes it impossible to answer the call.
Forget it, let's stop chatting for now, let's eat some noodles first and fight again when we're full.
After successfully blocking Ye Linglong's mouth, Shen Zizhuo felt secretly happy that he had managed to win the game.
After the meal, Ye Linglong still washes the dishes. Although she has never done this kind of thing before, as long as she is not an idiot, it is impossible for her not to know how to wash the dishes. Even if she is given a dishwasher, she can follow the Baidu steps to study it.
How to use it when it comes out.
When she went to wash the dishes, Shen Zizhuo went to the study to find a history book of the Qing Dynasty for her. The official history of the Qing Dynasty was as thick as a dictionary. Ye Linglong was stunned. She had never seen anything like this except the Oxford Dictionary.
It’s a thick book, so I have to wait until the Year of the Monkey to return it?
Ye Linglong even wondered if Shen Zizhuo deliberately found such a thick book to send her away.
After taking the book, she asked weakly: "Is it Simplified Chinese?"
When asked, she hoped that Shen Zizhuo would answer that it was Traditional Chinese, so that she could justifiably switch to a thin version.
"You can understand the vernacular." But Shen Zizhuo was not good at it.
Ye Linglong had no excuse to exchange books, so she could only walk away dejectedly holding a book weighing two to three kilograms.
Shen Zizhuo looked at her back and smiled, thinking that she would be clean for ten days and a half now.