In spring, grass sprouts grow on the island and poplars fly on the spring bank.

    When puffer fish are, you don''t count fish and shrimp.

    The puffer fish tastes delicious, and the world flocks to them. They fight to eat the puffer fish.

    In order to taste the delicacy of the puffer fish, perhaps the people who have done countless experiments say that cooking the grass bud with the puffer fish can reduce its toxicity.

    Rao is so. There are still a lot of toxins in the blood and liver of the puffer fish. The cook was a little careless and handled improperly. The eater whined and went to huangquan to drink Mengpo soup.

    Mei Yaochen persuaded his good friend Fan Zhongyan not to eat puffer fish. He specially wrote a persuasive poem. The first two sentences describe the beauty of puffer fish, which made his poem famous all over the world.

    A Yao is a man who cherishes his life.

    She has seen the moon watching fish once or twice. Prepare a puffer fish, look at the moon, prepare in advance, raise enough spirit, pay money to buy puffer fish and practice at home.

    On the day of the banquet, she ate Fugu for an interview and served it only when she proved that there was no problem.

    Her cooking skills are as good as looking at the moon. Ah Yao asks herself that she can''t do it. She''s afraid that her poor skills will kill others.

    After entering the capital, she didn''t take the initiative to do it, and no one would ask her to do it - until someone from the fourth division and the sixth bureau came to the door and said that an employer named her to invite her to a banquet for six to eight people, and asked her if she would be a fugu.

    "Sorry, I don''t make fugu“ Ah Yao said.

    No, no, No.

    I don''t know why she wanted to be a puffer fish. She felt strong fear, fear and guilt at the bottom of her heart.

    There is no list for the fourth division and the sixth Bureau, and the business in the store will continue.

    In spring, everything grows. Before it rises from the soil, the spring bamboo shoots are pried by an experienced old farmer with a hoe. They are dried and made into a small dish with tea, or fried with incense. The fat and lean meat salted in advance is steamed on the spring bamboo shoots. The oil is crystal clear and penetrates into the spring bamboo shoots at the bottom. The thin meat and fat meat are greasy. Of course, the spring bamboo shoots are the most popular dish.

    At this time, mulberry leaves, Lycium barbarum and Sophora japonica leaves are tender and pinch buds. Toona sinensis has to be knocked down from the tree to make soup and seasonal vegetables.

    The combination of pig liver and Lycium barbarum leaves, sprinkled with several Lycium barbarum, can be eaten as vegetables or soup.

    Mulberry leaves are mostly eaten by silkworm babies. Its leaf buds are tender compared with summer leaves, but the taste is still rough and granular.

    Steamed rice with locust leaves and scrambled eggs with Chinese toon are not much to say.

    After the rain, the mushrooms grow into a large cluster. Wash and slice the mushrooms. Make chicken stew with mushrooms. There are meat and vegetables. It''s best to eat.

    "Do whatever you want."

    "Yes, whatever. Anyway, the dishes made by the yaozhu girl are delicious."

    "I''m different from you. I don''t care. I''ll have chicken stewed with mushrooms, steamed salted meat with spring bamboo shoots, and vegetables."

    Li Gang scratched his head, so casually, he went to the kitchen to report dishes to a Yao. At first, a Yao was serious about preparing dishes, but later, she "made dishes casually" many times, mixed with ordering dishes. She turned her head and didn''t remember how to prepare dishes last time. It was easy to tangle. He felt that this and that combination affected the taste, and the hodgepodge seemed not very good.

    Tangled and more serious, and then listen to Li Gang say two casually, a Yao picked up the pot and ran out: "call casually not to cook again!"

    "Oh, you can''t do that." The diners pretended to cry.

    "No objection, hem." A Yao took the pot back to the kitchen.

    My roommate sat at a table in the corner chewing smoked green beans and observed secretly: "this little cook is very interesting."

    "I think her cooking is comparable to that of the cook in Huixian restaurant." Another person commented.

    "That''s her?"

    "The price is very good. We can use the extra money to make some good wine."

    "Do you want Fugu then? She said no, shall we invite one more person? "

    "Don''t use it. Change to another dish."

    ……

    "Here we are, girl."

    The carriage stopped at a house and knocked on the door. The coachman knocked on the door panel beside the carriage. Ah Yao opened the curtain, put the knife in a convenient place and jumped down to the ground.

    Take the knife you brought with you and knock on the side door.

    A decade ago, someone found her and said she wanted to celebrate their classmate''s promotion. Ah Yao saw that their time was just for her to rest. She didn''t need to ask sun Niang for leave, so she should come down.

    Li gang saw them go and left her yesterday. These people told her about being brothers with Pei Xingzhi.

    Only then did she know that those people were Pei Shuo''s classmates.

    Pei Shuo was the host of this promotion banquet.

    Counting the time, it has been half a month since they returned to the capital, but they haven''t seen him come back to sun Niang''s foot shop.

    May really see your mind, so draw a clear line.

    A Yao lowered her eyes and the shadow of her thick eyelashes covered her. At present, she didn''t know that the corners of her mouth were drooping quietly.

    The door opened a crack. The child opened the door and asked for someone. She handed in the invitation and was invited in.

    "Originally, the kitchen is here. You don''t have to go far, but because they have special requirements and entertain people in the courtyard facing the river, you have to go far."

    The child led her through the alley, through the side hall, through the winding path and small garden planted with bamboo, and explained to her.

    The owner''s house is beautiful. When will she have such a big house.

    "Walk through this winding corridor and we''ll be there."

    Wisteria was planted in the curved corridor. Wisteria climbed up along the corridor column and hung down from the air. Now it is also the flowering season of Wisteria.

    The branches are dotted with many small purple flowers, and the color is gradually brilliant. The green leaves set off the wisteria, and the light shines from the slant, as if you could pick it with your hand.

    A Yao exclaimed slightly.

    Turning around the corridor, the light and shadow are bright and the scenery is familiar.

    A Yao''s pace slowed down and finally stopped.

    Dreams and reality coincide strangely.

    The scene is as like as two peas in the nightmare of the other days.

    Wild ducks by the river, laughing guests, and... Bloody and tearful cooks!

    A Yao was in a cold sweat.

    At this time, if you receive the agreed signal, open the gate and rush into your mind like the tide of memory.

    The static picture in front of me is like a memory, walking backwards like a lantern.

    The cook Qian Qian opened the curtain and cooked fish under the river umbrella. She suddenly panicked. She looked down at her hands and was at a loss for a piece of fish on the chopping board. Urged by people, she picked up the knife. To her surprise, she mechanically and skillfully turned the glittering and translucent fish slices into fish slices, and made fish dishes for a long time, which had already formed body movements, Finally, he carved flowers out of radish to make a plate.

    The crystal fish was brought to the table. When the people invited the handsome guest to use it first, he picked up one. Before he invited others to eat, he suddenly foamed at his mouth, convulsed and fell down.

    The people around him became confused, including those who filled the soup, those who called the doctor, and others rushed angrily and twisted her backhand.

    She gave a cry of pain, got a slap in the face, and turned her face to one side. She didn''t feel it and looked at the fallen young man in panic.

    Until the doctor shook his head to the surrounding guests and asked them to mourn, the memory ended when she was stuffed with a plate of fish fillets and died in tears.

    It turned out that it was not a nightmare. It really happened. It was her short... Previous life.