Song Tan Jishi

The honey is in a semi-solidified state, and the solid liquid of milk yellow and cream yellow is clearly layered. Lu Chuan holds the black iron cover, and then twists it hard——

On the tense arms, the burn scars felt a slight sting of ants biting lightly, but what followed was the unique fresh and sweet fragrance of honey.

Lu Chuan paused, then leaned closer and sniffed again.

It was an indescribably sweet feeling.

It's like the sweetness of picking out a flower on the green grass under the light rain and sucking it lightly.

It doesn't make people feel tired at all, but it seems that even the mood has been nourished and improved.

He held the bottle carefully, then walked to the kitchen without hesitation, took out a thin and translucent spoon with a thin handle, gently scooped out a ball of amber-like honey, and impatiently put it into his mouth.

The windy breath brushed over the tip of the tongue, and the sweet and moist feeling seemed to slip from the mouth to the stomach...

Just the taste of this mouthful of honey is worth his 2,000 words to describe!

He took note of this feeling and decided to write it into a chapter later. But at the same time, the tip of the tongue slides unwillingly over the spoon, always feeling that it is too wasteful to eat like this, and it needs to be treasured carefully and savored slowly.

Therefore, after he put down the honey, he turned around and went into the kitchen to dig out a can of black sesame seeds.

After the light wok is heated, a handful of sesame seeds are sprinkled in it. When the spatula is turned, the crispy and fragrant taste of the sesame is especially moving.

When the black sesame seeds are all fried, they are poured into the earthenware bowl on the side and slowly crushed and ground.

In the clay pot on one side, the hot water and rice crackers are rolling, and the thick glutinous rice porridge is almost cooked.

He skillfully turned down the flame, waited until all the black sesame seeds were ground into fine powder, and then turned off the porridge.

The delicate and round bone china bowl was filled with 80% porridge, and then a spoonful of minced black sesame seeds was sprinkled on it. Lu Chuan thought for a while, then fished out a piece of stewed beef from the refrigerator and cut it into cubes.

Taking this opportunity, he added some oil to the frying pan, and skillfully cracked an egg into it.

Seeing that the eggs were fried to a golden brown and swollen, and the aroma permeated the entire kitchen, he methodically rummaged through to find two pieces of leftover toast from yesterday and put them into the sandwich maker.

Fried eggs, stewed beef, and a few green vegetable leaves are stacked one after another, and the sandwich machine is pressed down——

In just one minute, the private version of the sandwich with a crispy shell and a soft, layered interior is ready.

Two round orioles are depicted on the bone china plate as white as the moon. Under the pointed beak, a green vegetable leaf in the sandwich sticks out.

Lu Chuan just sat down at the dining table, carefully scooped out a spoonful of honey with a spoon, and poured it into the minced black sesame seeds on top of the porridge.

Honey black sesame glutinous rice porridge, beef fried egg sandwich.

- the perfect lunch.

The sweet, fresh and overbearing honey easily overwhelmed the aroma of the protein. He really couldn't hold it back. He gently stirred the spoon in the porridge, and then took it into his mouth without hesitation.

The sweet taste is especially prominent against the backdrop of sesame and glutinous rice.

However, before he could taste it carefully, the doorbell rang again.

Opening the door, Lu Jing stood at the door sniffling, and then looked pleasantly surprised:

"It smells so good, Achuan, what did you do? Didn't I tell you not to cook first?"

She changed her shoes, and although she didn't get any feedback, she kept saying, "I sent a message to ask that little girl if her farm specialties were sold, and that's when I realized that you changed your address by sending a message to her."

"A Chuan, don't you want to communicate more with people? Sure enough, the food is so delicious, you couldn't help it."

Turning her head and looking at a bottle of simply packaged honey on the table, the sweet smell in the air was so tempting, she was sure in her heart: "This is what the little girl sent again, right? How many bottles? Let's share it .”

Lu Chuan frowned:

"In the hospital, I remember you said that if you take the liberty to ask the price, the other party will probably send more things for free."

Lu Jing also knew it was inappropriate.

but……

but……

"But her food is really delicious!"

Lu Chuan thought of the last ball of milk vetch that was carefully treasured in the refrigerator, even wrapped in beeswax paper and stored in the fresh-keeping room. At this moment, he lowered his eyebrows and fell silent.

Lu Jing didn't care if she didn't get a reply.

Her son didn't talk much in the first place, but now he just tightened the lid of the honey familiarly, and then stuffed it into his handbag.

The movements were so natural and skillful that Lu Chuan was still holding the spoon in his hand, staring at it for a while, always feeling that something was wrong.

Then he frowned:

"Mom, when I sent Zi Yunying last time, she said that it was almost gone—why did you ask again?"

Lu Jing was slightly embarrassed.

"Didn't you stay in the hospital for a month? Mom joined a patient group at the time, and you know that if you can live in Ren'ai, there are at least two dollars... We ate dumplings every day in those few days, and the patients in the surrounding wards were all Come to ask."

No matter how closed the door and ventilated, there must be no residue in the room.

Especially the man in the opposite ward, who is wearing a cane like a beggar every day, just staring at this place eagerly.

In the end, Lu Jing couldn't hold it back, and split up with her twice, but the other party didn't have any low-key thoughts, and the fragrance was so wafting that more and more people asked in the patient group.

Ten catties of shepherd's purse will soon be gone.

Then came zi vetch, just a little, and Lu Jing went home and fried it twice and ate it up. Isn't she hungry now?

The tea is really good. After she returned the gift, the other party sent a message early this morning to ask.

How good is it?

When she soaked the water, she counted the roots and threw them into it. She had never been so careful before drinking saffron.

In short, the more I drink, the more panic I feel, fearing that such good things will not be found in the future.

I sent a message to Lu Chuan and he didn't reply for half an hour, so he rushed over here in a car.

But when it comes to her son, a mother like her can't be so straightforward.

So Lu Jing pondered for a while: "I'm not... Isn't it said that it is not easy to sell things in the countryside now? If these can be sold, I know the price so I can publicize it to relatives and friends."

She divorced and came to the imperial capital with a big belly. Over the years, she had at most two or three friends. Where did her relatives come from?

But Lu Chuan's heart skipped a beat.

He couldn't remember the other person's face clearly, but he still vaguely remembered that when he dragged her out of the car, the girl was still holding a huge canvas bag that cost ten yuan a piece at the night market. Traces are skewed.

The clothes are cheap and plain.

Thinking of what Lu Jing just said, he nodded slightly:

"Then... I'll ask later."

The other party lives in a mountain village, and even thinking about it now, he is still living in a difficult life. But he still sent things with such sincerity, he...he couldn't bear it.