Episode 8 Extremely delicious

In the south of Nanjing, near the Confucius Temple, there are many restaurants and restaurants specializing in Qinhuai snacks, many of which are two to three hundred years old. In addition to the large characters on the plaques of these restaurants, each one also carries a small inscription: "Created by Wanli"

, "Founded in Taichang", "Founded in Chongzhen", "Founded in Changping", etc., are quite similar. It means that our restaurant is a time-honored restaurant from the Wanli Dynasty, or that our restaurant is a time-honored restaurant from the Wanli Dynasty.

It is a time-honored brand in Taichang.

On the banks of the Qinhuai River in later generations, Xiang Xiaoqiang has only seen old restaurants that were eighty or ninety years old, or more than a hundred years old at most. At best, they were "founded by Daoguang" or "founded by Guangxu". In history, Jiangnan has always been

The richest place in the world is also home to the most time-honored brands. In the last few hundred years of history, Shenzhou Luchen, Mongolian Yuan, and Manchu Qing invaded the south of the Yangtze River twice. All the rivers were red, ten houses were empty, and the Chinese culture and economy were completely destroyed. As a result,

Important carriers of the cultural economy, countless time-honored shops that have been around for centuries or even hundreds of years, were also wiped out in a bloody mass. Later generations said that Chinese civilization is profound and has a long history. In fact, after these two unprecedented catastrophes, it can be seen and passed down by future generations.

It's just a remnant part.

But in this world right now, although the Jiangnan land did not escape the first catastrophe, it was lucky enough to escape the second. In other words, the second invasion was quickly driven back. So thanks to it, now the two

This restaurant where people eat has a great reputation, the name is "Shunde Garden", and the small style is even more exaggerated, it is actually "Zhengde Founder".

A time-honored restaurant with more than 400 years of history is naturally a good one. This kind of restaurant does not sell Northern and Southern cuisine, but specializes in Confucius Temple snacks by the Qinhuai River. What about soup dumplings, scallion pancakes, tofu dumplings, soup noodle dumplings, butter sesame cakes, and chicken noodles?

Dried shredded noodles, beef soup, pressed noodles, crab roe noodles, beef pot stickers, braised dried jerky, braised tea eggs, sugar porridge lotus root, duck blood vermicelli soup...in the cage, in the drawer, in the cup, in the pot, in the can

Inside, the aromas of several kinds of snacks are cleverly blended together, and there is a vague and strange fragrance floating upstairs and downstairs in the entire restaurant.

Xiaolongbaozi is called Xiaolongbaozi in the north, while in the south, the word "baozi" is omitted and is simply called "Xiaolongbaozi".

Some people say that listening to Suzhou people quarrel is a kind of enjoyment. Xiang Xiaoqiang has never heard Suzhou people quarreling, so he doesn’t know if it is enjoyment. But it is a kind of enjoyment to listen to the little beauty in front of him speaking in authentic Nanjing dialect.

"Look, this is how you eat soup dumplings..." Qiu Qiu smiled and gestured with a small vinegar saucer, "Our Nanjing saying is 'move gently, lift slowly, open the window first, then drink the soup'

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To be honest, Xiang Xiaoqiang doesn't think Nanjing dialect is particularly good as a Jiangnan dialect, but whether a dialect is good or not depends on who speaks it. For example, Shandong dialect can only be so rough, but

If it were said from Li Qingzhao's cherry mouth soaked in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, his elegance would still not be inferior to Wu Nong's soft words, right?

Qiu Qiu smiled as brightly as a flower, lowered her head, and stared at the steamed buns tenderly, as if they were not steamed buns, but the happy life that a girl longed for.

When eating Xiao Long Bao, you pay attention to the soup. When making it, the soup stock is condensed into a transparent solid colloid, chopped into pieces and mixed in. When the heat steams, it turns into soup. The skin of the good Xiao Long Bao is as thin as paper.

Xiang Xiaoqiang followed Qiu Qiu's example and carefully took out a soup dumpling from the cage with chopsticks, put it into his own vinegar dish, and looked at Qiu Qiu with a smile.

, and then he imagined the steamed dumplings as Qiu Qiu in a very dirty way. He first used chopsticks to open a "small window" in the translucent skin, blew it twice, then put it to his mouth and sucked it deeply...

Sticky, thick, hot and delicious.

Oh, what a feast for the eyes!

Xiang Xiaoqiang put the whole bun into his mouth again, looked at Qiu Qiu again, closed his teeth and closed his eyes intoxicated. The balsamic vinegar and sweet juice blended together, and the acidity of the balsamic vinegar suppressed the greasy taste of the sweet juice.

, the umami flavor is brought to the extreme, immersed in every taste bud of the tongue, almost making people unable to bear to chew, and they want to hold this mouthful of delicious food until they die.

"laugh----"

The sticky juice shot out from the corner of Xiaoqiang's mouth and hit the cheek of the little beauty opposite.

Qiu Qiu was holding her fragrant cheeks, her cheeks were slightly red, and she was happily watching Xiaoqiang eating steamed buns, as if it was not Xiang Xiaoqiang but herself who was intoxicatedly tasting the supreme delicacy.

Suddenly being ejaculated on the face by Xiang Xiaoqiang, Qiu Qiu's expression suddenly looked a little shocked and innocent.

The translucent viscous liquid hangs between the eye sockets and the bridge of the nose, slowly sliding on the skin.

This situation immediately made an association in Xiang Xiaoqiang's imaginative brain. The buns in his mouth were almost spitting out, the corners of his eyes kept twitching, and his expression was extremely rich.

The "delicious beauty" in front of him greatly stimulated him, and he said to Xiao Qiang: Take action when it's time to take action. Xiao Nizi's heat is up, and it's time to take her in short, flat and quickly.

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Looking at her cheeks stuffed with food and looking at Xiaoqiang with a "sad" look on her face, Qiu Qiu regained her nymphomaniac smile with crooked eyebrows, just lowered her head and took out slowly.

There were no napkins at this time. What to get? Qiu Qiu took out a handkerchief.

Xiang Xiaoqiang swallowed the bun hard and quickly struck out to grab her hand.

Qiu Qiu was startled, lowered his head, and murmured:

"Well, you...what are you doing..."

"Haha," Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled slightly, looked into her eyes, and whispered in a magnetic voice, "Here, let me wipe it for you."

Qiu Qiu's face turned red, and she was ashamed to the root of her neck, but she still took the risk. Not only did she not avoid it, she closed her eyes, moved her cheek forward slightly, and said hesitantly:

"That...okay then."

…

The soft linen handkerchief was gently dipped on the pink cheeks, Xiang Xiaoqiang slowly moved his mouth to Qiu Qiu's ear, and said softly against her earlobe:

"Qiu Qiu..."

"Um……"

"do you know……"

"Um……"

A soft black hair tickled Xiang Xiaoqiang's nose, which was very itchy. He exhaled and blew the black hair aside.

Qiu Qiu twisted his neck and snarled like a mosquito:

"I hate it...it's really..."

Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled slightly, took a deep breath, and inspiration emerged:

"You know, coming to Ming Dynasty is the most correct decision in my life..."

"Um……"

"Yesterday was also the luckiest day in my life..."

"Um……"

"Do you know why?"

"Um……?"

"Because yesterday, I met you."

Qiu Qiu slowly opened his eyes and looked at him dimly.

Xiang Xiaoqiang also stared at Qiu Qiu, brewing his feelings and trying to make his eyes look "deeper".

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"You know," after looking at each other like this for a long time, Xiang Xiaoqiang sighed, "This is fate, we can't escape it... When I was in the Qing Dynasty... I once had a sincere relationship

It was in front of me, but I didn't cherish it... I regretted it only when I lost it... I often think that if God gives me another chance, I will say three words to that girl - I... love

……you……"

"oh……"

Qiu Qiu's eyes could no longer be hazy, and the fiery red on his cheeks faded away, replaced by an intoxicating crimson.

Xiang Xiaoqiang swallowed, licked his lips, and continued:

"When I was in the Qing Dynasty, I always felt that there was a force calling me in the dark, saying to me, what, Xiang Xiaoqiang, you have to go to the Ming Dynasty, because... because, well, there are more things there.

Something worth pursuing and cherishing..."

"Um……"

"So, I used all my wisdom and clever mind to hijack a plane and fly to the Ming Dynasty. Well, this, but in mid-air, the plane ran out of fuel, so I jumped out. In mid-air, I

I also greeted all the ancestors of God, holy shit, isn’t this tricking me..."

"Um……?"

"Ahem, I mean, well, if I had known I was going to fall to death, I might as well have stayed there and not come out! Who knew I would have fallen into the river!"

"oh……?"

"It was freezing cold, freezing cold! Just when I was exhausted and about to drown, I picked up a life-saving straw, a black iron pipe. Later I found out that it was the periscope of a submarine.

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"Gah?!" Qiu Qiu was stunned, "Ah! It turns out..."

He nodded to Xiaoqiang, stopped Qiu Qiu with his gentle eyes, and continued:

"Well... what about that, have you read "The Daughter of the Sea"? It's the one written by Andersen..."

"Uh-huh!"

"I think you are the daughter of the sea, and I, I am like that..." Xiang Xiaoqiang held back the goosebumps, without changing his expression, and said affectionately, "I am like the prince who fell into the water, and was held up by the mermaid in the water.

He got up, but he didn't realize it. He only selfishly shouted for help, not knowing the danger he brought to the mermaid underneath him. Alas, it's really unforgivable..."

"Oh, Xiaoqiang...Oh, Xiaoqiang...you...I...I...you..."

Tears flashed in Qiu Qiu's eyes, and she was so moved that she could no longer speak.

"At that time, you could have put away the periscope and dived away, but you didn't. I had a feeling at that time that the thing calling me from somewhere, something worthy of my cherishment, was right under me... even though it was separated by
To be continued...