House Dad’s Literary Life Chapter 514: The story with flaws and the flowing quail eggs

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Not only Xi Xi, Murphy looked at Yang Yi curiously.

"Do you know how rice-flour noodles came from?" Yang Yi asked.

"I know." Murphy chuckled, "I know what story you are going to tell!"

Yang Yi raised her eyebrows and said deliberately, "Is it? You all know? Then I won't say it."

"But, but I don't know!" Xi Xi shook her head and twisted her little buttocks on the chair, shouting anxiously, "Baba I want to hear!"

Yang Yi said with tears and laughs: "Okay, my mother does not allow spoilers, I will tell Xi Xi."

Murphy waved a small fist at him in protest, but his eyes were all smiles.

"A long time ago, there was a scholar who was studying on an island in the center of Dianchi Lake we just went to in order to prepare for the exam." Yang Yi said with a little modification. "There is nothing to eat on the island, there is no restaurant, only he is alone, so when lunch comes, his wife will come to give him lunch. However, because the road is a bit far, when she arrived on the island, The food is cold. "

"It's cold and not tasty!" Xi Xi has been immersed in the story by his father's vivid description, and the little girl kindly reminded.

"Yes!" Yang Yi clapped her hands, giving thumbs up to Xixi, and said, "Xixi, you are too smart, yes, if the food is cold, it won't taste good!"

Xi Xi was exaggerated, twisted her fingers, and smiled happily.

"But there is no way. At that time, was it so convenient now, and there was no insulation box, it would definitely be cold when taken over, what should I do?" Yang Yi said, he deliberately sold the pass.

Murphy looked at Yang Yi brightly, and she heard the flaws in the story that Yang Yi told, but she just didn't say, sitting there with a smile on her face.

"What should I do?" Xi Xi thought about it for a while, tilting her small head, and then condensed her smile, and asked with some worry.

"The little lady thought of a very good way, is to get the rice-flour noodles we eat, other dishes are cooked hot, and then put it in a plate and put it in the basket. And the most important This is the soup! "Yang Yi pointed to the big sea bowl and said with a smile," After the soup is cooked, it is covered with a layer of fat from the fat chicken. "

The little girl opened her mouth slightly and listened.

"This layer of oil is crucial, because the oil is covered in the soup noodles, which can block the heat in the soup, making it difficult for it to contact the air and the heat disappears." Yang Yi gestured with his fingers, and he walked with the Xixi Enter "science".

It ’s amazing! Xixi's big eyes are full of surprises.

"So, the little lady took this bowl of hot soup to the island, and then put in the dishes and rice noodles that were cooked before, just like ours now, all the dishes and rice noodles were hot. The soup is hot, and the scholars can also have a hot and fragrant lunch, and finally can continue to work hard to prepare for the exam! "

"This is the origin of rice-flour noodles!" Yang Yi finished, ready to greet her daughter's praise.

However, at this time, Murphy couldn't help it, she chuckled and said, "Wait, the rice noodles are there, what about crossing the bridge?"

Yang Yi froze for a moment, he quickly thought of the key, and explained with a cry of laughter: "If the little lady went to the island, she walked through a bridge, so this dish is called rice-flour noodles."

As he said, Yang Yi could n’t help but glared at Murphy. He seemed to complain, saying: “Actually demolishing the platform!”

Murphy succeeded in conspiracy, smiling secretly, and glared at Yang Yi: "Huh, why, not convinced?"

Xi Xi didn't think there was anything. She thought the story was very interesting, and she also learned a lot. She smiled there happily and watched her father and mother frown.

Because the soup is still a little hot, Yang Yi asked for a small bowl, took out some, and while blowing it, fed it to the little girl.

Yang Yi picked up a rice noodle and watched the little girl **** it into her mouth babblingly. Let ’s eat it, and asked with concern: "How is it? Do you think it is delicious?"

"No taste." Xi Xi shook her head.

"No taste? Then you drink some soup, this is to eat with the soup, a chopsticks noodles, a spoonful of soup." Yang Yi scooped the soup in a small bowl, and let Xi Xi taste it.

Finally, the little girl ’s eyes lit up: "Delicious!"

Xi Xi followed her dad, her mouth was very dangling, she knew everything was delicious and common. Is this thick soup stewed by old duck, old chicken and pork bones still bad?

Try something else, the chicken is okay, the greens are not good, the parsley is not like, and the thin slices of meat are also delicious, but Xi Xi ’s favorite is the small quail egg!

But each person has only one quail egg in the bowl, Xi Xi wants to eat after eating his own bowl, and looks at his father with a dim eye.

Yang Yi wants to clip her to her.

"Don't do this, don't do this!" Xi Xi grabbed her father's hand anxiously and said, "Spicy."

Xixi really doesn't like spicy food. She smells the spicy taste in the soup.

"Not very spicy!" Yang Yi has tasted it. The fried chili here is not spicy at all compared with Sichuan and Xiangnan. He said, "I don't believe you try it."

"Don't, I don't want it!" The little girl shook her head resistingly.

"Shall I brush you with water," Yang Yi said.

Xi Xi ’s little head shook like a rattle.

Murphy clipped the quail eggs in his bowl and smiled and said, "That Xixi eats mom's."

Xi Xi agreed this time, she opened her small mouth happily, raised her small head, pointed at herself, and said with joy, "Mama, here, give me food!"

"Little lazy worm!" Murphy stuffed into Xi Xi's mouth and watched her eating with a frown, and could not help laughing and screaming, "No more!"

"I'm full too." Xi Xi patted her belly with pride. She also drank two small bowls of thick soup just now, ate a lot of meat, and her belly was already bulging.

After serving his daughter, Yang Yicai settled down, waved chopsticks, and pulled a big mouthful of rice noodles. He was also a little hungry.

However, while eating, Yang Yi pinned the quail eggs in her bowl to Murphy. Murphy ate slowly and she still had a large bowl.

"Hey, don't give it to me!" Murphy saw a little chili oil floating on his clear soup. Although he felt warm in Yang Yi's concern, he couldn't help but sneeze.

"You eat two servings alone, eat more quickly." Yang Yi said with a smile, "And it's really not spicy, I don't lie to you, try it, if it's spicy, you beat me?"

"I can't touch you again!" Murphy patted Yang Yi's shoulder gently.

Yang Yi smiled and continued to pin her the most delicious duck meat in her bowl: "Be good, eat more."

"I don't want it, I don't want to become a fat pregnant woman when I'm pregnant!" Murphy murmured angrily, "Come back, you don't have any food!"

"Xi Xi's rest is mine, I'm afraid." Yang Yi laughed, "And I don't like to eat duck meat."

Of course, this is nonsense with open eyes. Murphy has eaten ducks with Yang Yi at home.

Murphy is not Yang Yi, so she has to think about it. She puts the pork with flowers and chicken with some fat from her bowl to Yang Yi: "Then help me eat this, it's too greasy!"

In fact, it is not particularly greasy, such pork and chicken are delicious!

Yang Yi and Murphy are like that. You pushed me to let me eat a rice-flour noodles for a long time.