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Bai Lian had obviously never seen a businessman who treated Fa so warmly, and he smiled happily and said, "Thank you, uncle.

The stall man's nose was bleeding, and he had a free and easy expression on his face that said, "This life is worth it." He was about to ascend to bliss. I was too lazy to pay attention to him, so I just stopped by and took a bowl and walked away.

Bai Lian looked at the large bowl of vermicelli soup in front of her, but she couldn't place her chopsticks in her mouth.

"How do you want to eat this?"

"Really or not, you don't even know how to do this?" I glanced at Bai Lian with disdain, picked up a piece of duck blood with my chopsticks, mixed it with the hot soup, and delivered it to my mouth. The bun was a little stagnant just now. My bloated stomach began to relax a little. Drinking some soup after making steamed buns can improve digestion (children who have never practiced, please do not learn).

Bai Lian looked at me, imitating the others and picking up a pair of duck-red chopsticks. It was cooked just right, and the smooth and delicious duck blood was very tempting with its heat wafting in the cold wind. But Bai Lian's cherry mouth seemed unable to open. She was very reserved and just showed her teeth slightly. She took a small bite on the edge and chewed it carefully like a chicken pecking at rice. She ate it slightly while eating. Nodding.

"Does it taste good to you?"

Bai Lian ignored me and turned her back to eat her own food. I leaned over and looked at her again, and she rolled her eyes at me: "There are no rules. Don't talk while eating. Don't you know?"

I just remembered Manager Bai’s quirks. She was not only strict with others but also extremely strict with herself. No wonder I remember that when we were in Wuhua County, she never made a sound while eating, and she even refused to answer my words. I was I thought it was because she was in a bad mood, but it turned out that she was used to eating silent meals since she was a child?

But when I saw her chewing her food slowly, as if she was eating bird's nests and shark's fins, I looked at the boss impatiently and said, "You're just wasting it by eating it this way. Just look at it."

Under her surprised eyes, he grabbed her spoon and filled it with a spoon full of soup mixed with duck blood. Ignoring her protest, he smiled and said: "Answer me first, what is the opposite of small?

"big?

Then I handed a spoonful of soup straight into Manager Bai's slightly open mouth. She quickly knitted her eyebrows and tried to stop me, but I had no choice but to stop my hand immediately after stretching out the spoon - a big mouthful of duck blood soup had already entered my stomach.

"W-what are you doing!" Bai Lian glared at me slightly angrily, "You almost choked me to death."

"How about it? Doesn't it taste better this way?"

"Who cares if it tastes good or not? It's not safe at all!" After saying this, he blew the hot air on the soup bowl angrily and took a small sip, but when he compared the taste, he started to frown. She thought about it for a moment and simply said: "It seems to be more delicious the way it was just now, why?

"This is the essence of street food. It is cooked and eaten now, stir-fried and sold now, and you need to eat it in big mouths and chew it boldly. This is not a palace banquet. It is something that ordinary people eat, and they use ordinary things. Ingredients. If you follow the palace etiquette and eat it slowly, what kind of taste can you taste?"

Bai Lian looked at me doubtfully, not knowing whether what I said was true or false, or whether I was blowing in small mouths and eating slowly. Occasionally, when I wasn't paying attention, the thin-skinned manager Bai still took a big mouthful. He couldn't help but cover his mouth. He felt that the taste was incredible, and he felt that what I said was not entirely wrong. He gave me a charming look, and seemed to Said: You kid can say some nice things occasionally. It’s just that she insisted not to talk while eating, so she tried not to say R:x-

I smiled and ate the vermicelli soup in my bowl, and said: "As long as you change the way you eat it, your perception of the same food will be very different. This is the food rule of the old glutton. But you are in the palace. What you eat is delicacies. Naturally, you don’t think the food of ordinary people tastes good.

Bai Lian was startled for a moment, and then with her pretty snow-white face, she smiled like the melting ice and snow: "I think so." Her tone was very soft, and she had a dreamy and fragile feeling in the noisy street market.

This time I was stunned. I blinked and said, "Do you really think duck blood vermicelli soup is more delicious than Kowloon anchovy shrimps and red plum cold fish belly?" I don't think so myself! If I have the chance, If so, I would also ask the chef master to show me his skills!

Bai Lian held the sea bowl, looked at the clear soup in the bowl, nodded seriously, and said with a sweet smile: "I really think so."

Her tone was very serious, but I didn't understand what kind of past was behind this determination.

Seeing me stunned, Bai Lian thought I didn't believe it, so he smiled and said: "Since you took me to eat the king of snacks, I will also take you to eat my favorite food."

"Then you don't want the food in the bowl?"

Don't give it to me! I winked and hoped that Bai Lian would understand my good intentions.

But Bai Lian looked at the big bowl, pursed his strong lips and said, "Don't waste food." Then - gritting his teeth, he raised his head and drank like a bullock.

This move was really beyond the expectations of the three aunts, four aunts and five daughters-in-law who were watching the theater next to me. Seeing this cute girl Lu Zhishen gulping down vermicelli soup like her upper body, they all sneered at me. People say that what a manly man I am, I definitely don’t let my wife have enough to eat, she is so hungry.

But Bai Lian's face turned a little blue after drinking, and he actually wiped his lips and said boldly: "Let's go." He took my hand and rushed into the wave of pedestrians...

As a result, I passed through three crowds of people and took me to a place that I didn't expect. It turned out to be a shaobing stall.

Bai Lian smiled. Bai Lian is in a very good mood today. Her smile today is better than I have known her for several months.

Both must be numerous, both must be true, and must be made to make people feel precious.

Bai Lian said to the vendor uncle: "Fortunately, there is one here. Uncle, please give him a sesame seed cake."

The uncle was very cheerful. He made a sesame seed cake and handed it to me: "Young man, you have a sesame seed cake."

Go, go, go! You are just one Shaobing, and your whole family is making Shaobing!

Mr. Bai, if you really want to give it, just give Liu Yuan a sesame seed cake. I think he is the most suitable among the six doors.

I called out to Qu Lai: "Where are the delicacies we promised? Y!"

"A bowl of tofu soup, a plate of green beans, and a bowl of white rice." She looked at me with doubtful eyes and smiled: "This is my last meal before leaving the palace. I don't usually eat delicacies. I don’t go out of the palace very often, but I guess my food is similar to that of ordinary people.”

The difference... is quite a lot! In your eyes, do ordinary people just live on eating beans? Who are the ordinary people who are so stingy? Even the pork sold in the vegetable market is a three-pound pig that cries and gnaws. Now Fatter than the pigs he raised!!

"The life of the chief internal officer is really hard." I said sadly: "Now the food in the palace has become so stingy.

"It's not stingy." There was a hint of loneliness in Bai Lian's tone, and some complicated emotions that I couldn't hear, "It's saving. -Introduce a meal, remember that it is hard-earned. -Needle and thread, constant thoughts We are in dire straits, this is what the empress told me." She said this proverb as if reciting a creed of life, and then told me.

"The meals at the general manager level are actually very rich. Each meal has five or six dishes. If you are not satisfied, you can ask the imperial kitchen to change it. I took the initiative to ask for a reduction.

"Then why?"

Bai Lian didn't answer me directly. She gently tore off the sesame seed cakes in my hand, put them in her mouth and chewed them carefully. Different from the ceremonial chewing just now, this time she seemed to remember every chewing deeply in her heart. It can be seen that Manager Bai's childhood must have an ulterior connection with Shaobing... I mean, I mean an indissoluble bond.

"Let me tell you a story. When I was promoted to manager, even though the people below me were afraid of me, they still held a banquet for me. I was invited to go, and everything was fine at first, but in the end I lost my temper. , still broke up unhappy."

It's actually quite common for Mr. Bai to lose his temper. He has done so no less than ten times today. Of course, this is not only due to her unique traits of being fair and impartial, adhering to palace rules, and being strict with others and self-discipline, but also because she is very thin-skinned, and she will get into trouble if she is not careful. I guess I don’t know which unlucky eunuch committed the crime that day. Not alive anymore

Bai Lian shook his head and shattered my speculation: "No one broke the rules. They were all very well-behaved. But in the end, I saw most of the food at the banquet was left, and then I became angry."

I really didn't expect this reason, so I couldn't help but ask: "Why is this?"

Bai Lian touched his nose in embarrassment and said with a wry smile: "It's nothing special... I just can't bear to throw it away. I feel it's a pity. When I saw those dishes, some of them were almost untouched by the chopsticks, and some were just... I ate a little bit, but I threw it all there. If these were used to help the refugees, I don’t know how many people would survive.

I calmed down and listened quietly to what she said.

"I don't know when I got into the habit, but I just can't see waste. Before I was promoted to general manager, when I was the deputy general manager, I actually had too many meals to eat. At that time, I asked them to give out less food every day. Gradually, my food became what it is now, but I think it is enough."

Bai Lian pursed her lips, but her charming profile showed a unique strength. Like bamboo in the forest, the wind wants to destroy it, but it thrives

She said with a hint of bitterness: "I used to live in a refugee camp when I was a child. Before, I only had one meal for ten days. That meal could only be obtained by stealing, robbing, and abducting. If it hadn't been for Empress Huang to take her in I, I am no longer alive. I remember that she gave me a sesame seed cake to eat. That was the first time someone cared about me since I lost my loved one. It was also the time she told me, rice grains, Every piece of needle and thread has its origin, its place, and it is the sweat and hard work of a person. Therefore, my current life often does not feel bitter. On the contrary, I feel that I have not done enough and failed to repay my concubine and master. "

"No wonder you can let Mr. Zi call you "Sister Pity" and still have such a good relationship with him. It turns out that you are equal to...Huang...Huang Fei's half-adopted daughter, er, adopted son.

This passage is too difficult to pronounce! It’s a trap question!

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