213, yearning [14] Where is my Manchu and Han banquet?
Mo Shangyun soon fell asleep on the sofa.
The autumn wind was getting cooler, and Yan Tianxing covered her with a blanket.
She rolled the blanket around her body in confusion, wrapping her whole body in it. Her eye-catching long legs were bent and she lay on her side, revealing half of her face. Her eyelashes were slender and thick, and her hair was spread out softly. The sun was shining outside, and the room was full of light.
Her skin is white and tender, her lines are soft, and her aggressiveness is much softer than before.
The childishness fades away little by little with the years, but the temperament slowly settles over time.
After standing quietly next to the sofa for a moment, Yan Tianxing turned his head and looked at the bright sunshine outside. Outside several buildings were the rolling mountains. The scenery was just right at that time.
Yan Tianxing returned to his desk and dealt with the work accumulated over the past few days.
In the past, Ji Zhou and Bu Yirong had to handle all matters, but now many matters will have to be taken over by him personally.
There are piles of folders on the desk, but this is normal for Yan Tianxing.
After not sleeping much for two days, even though it was just a sofa, Mo Shangyun had a good sleep.
The doors and windows are open indoors, and the air is slightly cool, blowing in the dream, making it comfortable and comfortable.
It is inevitable that there will be some noise. The sounds coming from the training ground in the distance are not harsh due to the distance, but are full of vitality. There are occasional pages turning and writing in the direction of the desk, accompanied by a few faint sounds of autumn.
The cicadas were chirping, but the intertwining of these sounds made them seem more peaceful. Not only did they not affect Mo Shangjun's sleep at all, but they actually had a sleep-promoting effect.
However, in just two or three hours, when Mo Shangjun opened his eyes again, he felt as refreshed as if he had slept comfortably at night.
Sitting up with his legs crossed, Mo Shangyun stretched.
Yan Tianxing, who was still working, raised his eyes when he heard the sound. Mo Shangjun's eyes were half-squinted, with an expression as sleepy as when she had just woken up. She stretched out her hands. Wearing only a half-sleeved T-shirt, her two slender arms were fully exposed.
From the fingertips to the arms, the lines are smooth and the curvature is just right.
"woke up?"
"Um."
Mo Shangyun tilted his head to the side, his head resting on the sofa, and he looked at her with his eyes half-opened lazily.
In the autumn afternoon, she was as lazy as a cat after basking in the sun. All the bones in her body had been taken away, but her energy and energy were still there, and they blended together without appearing to conflict.
After closing the folder, Yan Tianxing said, "Let's go eat."
Blinking his eyes, Mo Shangyun looked at him thoughtfully.
"how?"
When he stood up, Yan Tianxing noticed something slightly strange.
"My Manchu banquet..." Mo Shangjun said in a long and lazy tone.
"Don't beat around the bush, eat whatever you want."
Yan Tianxing is straightforward.
Mo Shangjun immediately sat upright and said, "Perhaps you have heard of Chestnut Chicken?"
At this time, it is chestnut harvest season.
She quite likes eating chestnuts.
Chestnuts can be eaten raw, but they taste better when boiled in boiling water. They can be roasted, fried, or boiled to create a delicious dish.
Yan Tianxing didn't think about her request. He nodded and said, "We have to see if the cooking class has any ingredients."
Mo Shangyun then smiled, his smile was particularly bright, his eyes were shining brightly, "There are wild chestnut trees in the back mountain..."
Those of them who have been training all over the mountains and have professionally learned wilderness knowledge, naturally have a clear idea of what plants can be used around them.
As early as half a year ago, when Mo Shangjun was still an assessment student, he was looking at the blooming flowers of the chestnut tree and thinking about how to eat mature chestnuts...
In the past few days, Ding Jing, who is restless, brought a bunch of chestnuts from the mountain and roasted them in the campfire.
This reminded her.
Just as I was dreaming, in the vague picture, there were ripe and plump chestnuts, exploding in sparks one by one, and the flesh was full of fragrance.
In short, I'm hungry.
"Now?"
Yan Tianxing asked in surprise.
Mo Shangyun paused slightly and said slowly, "If you are busy..."
This tone sounded a little reluctant.
Who can say no to a sleepy and adorable girlfriend?
If you are a fool...just be a fool.
Yan Tianxing said "Together."
"OK."
Mo Shangjun smiled and stretched again.
The weather is so nice.
The blue sky and white clouds make the flower closer look soft and soft, like cotton candy.
Mo Shangyun leaned under the tree, straightened her left leg, put her ankle on the dead wood in front of her, bent her right leg on the ground, folded her hands behind her, and rested her head on it.
The wind blew, bringing with it a strong autumn feeling, and the comfort and laziness of the afternoon made Mo Shangyun unconsciously want to close his eyes and take a nap.
"Come with me. I will be responsible for splashing chestnuts, and you will be responsible for supervising?"
Yan Tianxing stood in front of Mo Shangyun, holding a basket in one hand and a bamboo stick in the other.
"I just want to help, but I can't help but you are too capable!" Mo Shangjun said shamelessly.
The sunlight fell through the gaps in the leaves and shone on his figure. The light and shadow swayed with the wind, leaving mottled and floating light spots.
At home, he is an elegant and noble son of a wealthy family, and at work, he is a vigorous and resolute captain of the special forces. But at this moment, such a handsome and noble man is standing in front of him in an extremely down-to-earth way, which shortens the sense of distance.
Like a good-looking local villager.
Yan Tianxing lowered his eyebrows and glanced at the basket in his hand, then asked with a smile, "Is it enough?"
"enough."
Mo Shangyun stretched out his hand to him naturally.
Yan Tianxing freed his hand holding the bamboo stick, grabbed her slender and cool fingers, and "lifted" her up from the ground.
"On the right path!" Mo Shangyun praised.
"Take it."
Yan Tianxing threw the bamboo stick to her.
Mo Shangyun smiled and held it in his hand, using it as a crutch to support himself on the ground, but he could take a long step forward.
She has a light body and moves on such a mountain like a feather in the wind. She is as light as a feather. Her leaping body seems to be able to float away in the wind, and she seems to have no weight at all.
Like an elf who has grown up in the mountains since childhood.
Such opportunities to get along harmoniously and calmly are rare in my memory, so no matter what I do, my mood is relaxed and joyful, like floating in the clouds, unable to find a place, but involuntarily enjoying it.
Carrying a basket and following behind Mo Shangjun, Yan Tianxing felt like a young boy. Mo Shangjun's every move fell into his eyes. Every picture was dazzling. Silence was beautiful, movement was vitality. He couldn't get tired of it.
not enough.
…
When I returned to the cooking class, it was already past lunch break.
Yan Tianxing asked the cooking team to leave the ingredients in advance. Now the cooking team's operation room is empty, but the ingredients are all ready.
Mo Shangyun was extremely familiar with the cooking room of the men's team and the women's team. After entering the door, he turned left, took out a vegetable basin from the cupboard under the sink, then kicked the small stool to Yan Tianxing's feet and bent down by himself.
Picked up another small stool and walked over.
The two stools are separated by a certain distance, and the vegetable basin is placed in the middle.
Yan Tianxing put down the basket, turned around and got two pairs of rubber gloves, and threw one pair to Mo Shangyun when he came back.
There are thorns on the outside of the chestnut, just like a hedgehog. Once you grab it, the thin thorns will break into the surface skin, making it difficult to pick them out.
Although the pricking thing has little effect, it still hurts slightly if it is pricked all the time. It is quite uncomfortable to be reminded of it all the time.
Mo Shangjun put on his gloves and went with Yan Tianxing to break the chestnut shell and take out the fruit inside.
Yan Tianxing selected all ripe chestnuts, the outer shells of which have almost exploded. Just break them open with two fingers. If they haven't exploded, just hit them with a stone.
The two men moved quickly, and in less than a quarter of an hour, all the chestnuts picked up in the basket were peeled.
Mo Shangjun made a visual inspection and found that it was about one or two kilograms. He would use one kilogram to make the chestnut chicken and the rest could be roasted and eaten at night.
But next, I have to peel the chestnut skin...
Mo Shangyun sighed.
"Regret it?"
Teasing her, Yan Tianxing picked up the vegetable basin and stood up.
Mo Shangjun gritted his teeth and said, "Repent."
With these tedious steps, after finishing the chestnut chicken made by Yan Tianxing, it’s time to have dinner...
That's okay.
The key is, I'm hungry.
Taking out the chopping board and kitchen knife, Yan Tianxing was not in a hurry for the next steps, but asked Mo Shangjun, "Eat a rice ball first?"
"Can you still make rice balls?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyes in surprise.
"..."
This kind of doubt does not sound like a good thing.
Knowing Mo Shangyun's temper, Yan Tianxing didn't care. After saying "hmm", he asked, "What kind of stuffing do you want to eat?"
"Eat whatever you have."
Mo Shangyun has no demands anymore.
Yan Tianxing smiled, his brows moistened with softness, and he looked a bit indulgent.
In the army, rice balls are not so particular. Yan Tianxing picked a fried dough stick and cut it into sections, added a piece of ham sausage, then dug out sesame seeds, pickles, and spicy sticks. He combined them casually and wrapped the fried dough stick and ham sausage in it.
The rice balls are ready.
The whole journey takes less than five minutes.
"Come and eat."
Yan Tianxing waved to Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangjun, who had just washed his hands, came over immediately, but when he saw that his hands were still wet with water, he almost subconsciously... wiped them on Yan Tianxing's shoulders.