Lunch consists of strawberry pie, sandwiches and milk. European countries particularly like milk. Relatively speaking, other beverages are rarely consumed, but in fact there are many types. Beverage products from Asian countries such as China and India can also be seen in supermarkets.
Pie can be thought of as a special kind of bread.
Process the fruit once and use it as filling, then cut the dough into strips, weave it back and forth on the fruit, and finally send it to the oven. The final product will look browned and slightly expanded than before being sent to the oven.
This is pie, it sounds simple.
But the way to handle fruits is a secret kept by housewives.
Some like to cut the fruit into puree, and some like to cut it into large pieces.
Anyway, there are many ways to do it.
The strawberry pie Han Qi ate at Malcolm's house was made of lumpy strawberries. You could tell it had been deep-fried and it was definitely butter.
Very good indeed.
The sweet taste of strawberries is not completely filtered out by frying, but adds a unique taste. It breaks into pieces as soon as you take a sip, and the fragrance instantly fills your entire mouth.
Han Qi closed his eyes slightly.
You have to write down the taste of such delicious food. If you have the chance, you must ask yourself how it is made.
Squint your eyes, then open them again.
The strawberry pie on Little Riva's plate was almost finished. Her mother was telling her to be a lady with her eyes, but the little girl's attention was obviously on the plate, and there was a lot of sauce left in the corner of her mouth. Han Qi really wanted to give this scene a
Photograph it.
Sure enough, it would be better to have a girl, who is so cute even if she is naughty.
"That's just the way Riva is. She can't calm down when eating."
"It's okay, it's very cute." Han Qi said.
Malcolm asked Han Qi about his experience in learning painting. Although he did not have it himself, he had a complete set of mental journeys from beginner to professional level in his mind, so he talked about the problems that many painters would encounter. Han Qi
can still be encountered.
"The portrait I painted in Kangtao was quite difficult. I thought about it for a long time and didn't have a clue."
"How did you solve it later?"
"I had a flash of inspiration. I first understood my own personality and hobbies, and then used this understanding to observe others. It has indeed opened up a lot of new horizons than before. The works I drew were quite liked by Sir Contao.
He even paid my taxes and gave me a lot of wine."
"The boss of Chateau Contao? Isn't it rumored that he is stingy and difficult to get along with?"
Han Qi recalled it and said:
"Others have told me, but I think the rumors are not very credible. At least for me personally and for his love for his granddaughter, this is a very kind old gentleman. As for others, I can't
That’s right, I’ve only been in contact with him for a few days.”
At that time, after Han Qi lived in Kangtao Manor, some friends did ask Han Qi about old Kangtao's character. The outside world said that he had a perverse personality.
Definitely not found.
"Don't keep talking about me. I'm also very curious about your work. This is the first time I've heard of folklorists."
Malcolm said that he is an expert on Icelandic folklore, and he also makes a living from it and has published books.
Once you have published a book, you have officially entered the field of writers. In Europe, writers, painters, sculptors, poets, etc. are all in the same circle, so it is not surprising that Malcolm would know Ms. Dale, but Han Qi is not very good at it.
Understand what a folklorist's job is.
Collecting folktales?
There are many such people in China, but the reason why they collect stories is to create their own stories.
This is to absorb folklore stories.
He has never seen it purely from a collection.
"Actually, many countries have folklore experts, including you in China. I have a friend named Zhou Xintong, who is your Chinese folklore expert. But other countries can only regard this as their hobby, but we in Iceland can make a living from it.
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"What's the reason?" Han Qi continued to ask.
Malcolm put down his fork and explained attentively: "This is because of the environment in Iceland. Iceland has never restricted any legends from being spread in the country. With thousands of years of history, it has the most complete record of folk tales in the world. This kind of story can be found every time.
Each one has its own charm, do you remember the Elf House you just saw?"
"Remember, it's a very exquisite house."
"Well, you can see houses like this in many places in Iceland. People respect the elves in nature and build them themselves. They are often placed by rivers and forests, but sometimes they are also in cities."
Han Qi nodded and said: "I know about elves. I have heard many people say it when I came to Iceland. The little nurses in small town hospitals always like to tell me such stories."
"What did she say?"
"Let's just say that elves are generally girls. They like to go shopping and shopping in the human world, and then they also like to do seemingly meaningless things, such as watching the river and listening to the singing of birds all day long... Actually, I have
When I think about it, I was like this when I was a kid. I could squat on the sand and watch the ants busy all day long."
Malcolm responded in the affirmative.
"Yes, the elves have a very simple character. They have a long life and have no shortage of living materials. So for them, the meaning of life is not to live, but to enjoy. They are good at discovering the beauty of nature.
Beautiful things, and I share them."
Seeing the extremely certain expressions on his and Xiao Liva's faces, Han Qi felt so guilty if he didn't believe it anymore.
"Actually, I have been studying elves in the past few years after Riva was born. Everything is animistic. They are actually the divine fire beside us, but we can't find it." After finishing speaking, Malcolm sighed and shook his head.
Han Qi said with a smile: "What's the regret about not finding the elf? I think Liva is like an angel and an elf."
Riva was full, and the sauce on her mouth was wiped off by her mother. Now she has regained her appearance as a good child. When she heard Han Qi praising her, her baby-fat face smiled in an exaggerated way. Han Qi saw it.
She had been hiding the missing front tooth. Han Qi was stunned for a moment, and then started to smile.
What a lovely child.
After lunch, Riva's mother cleared the table, and Han Qi was taken to the study by Malcolm. He introduced some books about Icelandic folk customs and gave Han Qi two books.
Of course, the one he sent was published by himself.
One is "Walking with the Elves" and the other is "The Fantasy Legend of Kedar"
Just looking at the name, Han Qi prefers the second one.
He likes to read books with stronger stories, and is also curious about what the fantasy legends of Iceland are like. Things like elves, no matter how powerful the settings are, can't compare to the three major myths. They are probably similar to Chinese monster legends.
As if he knew what Han Qi was thinking, Malcolm said: "It's different from the legends in other countries. It's quite interesting. If you have free time, you can take a look at it. I believe you won't be disappointed."
