roccoschili Chapter 375 Listening Snow Tower
Chapter 375 Listening Snow Tower
The soup is rich, spicy and fragrant. Just one sniff will make everyone's stomach growl, and even those who are not hungry will have their appetite aroused.
"This is too delicious!"
"Help me! This is much more delicious than what the auntie in the kitchen makes!"
"I've never eaten hot pot before. It's probably a delicacy from Junior Master's hometown."
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The fried potatoes were golden and crispy, coated with the sweet and sour taste of ketchup and sprinkled with the spicy flavor of chili powder. The disciples almost scrambled to eat them.
Even the most elegant ones don't care about their image anymore and perform tricks with chopsticks.
Xie Ling hadn't eaten hotpot for a long time. When she smelled the aroma of the hotpot base, her mouth started to feel craving for it.
After the hot pot base is fried, it is finished by adding the boiled bone broth. When it starts to bubble, An Xuetao brings it to the table.
Xie Ling followed and served the dishes.
Red and green, varied, both meat and vegetarian.
Vegetarian dishes include cabbage, lettuce, potato chips, mushrooms, tofu, lotus root slices, kelp…
The meat dishes include mutton slices, beef rolls, beef balls, fish balls, fish fillets, duck blood, braised chicken feet...
"This dish needs to be cooked in a pot before eating. The red one is spicier, similar to the taste of dogwood, while the clear soup is not spicy. Let's eat!"
After Xie Ling finished speaking, the disciples observed for a while and then carefully put their favorite dishes into the pot.
The soup base began to bubble up, and various ingredients rolled around. The small room was filled with white mist, and everyone stared at the pot with wide eyes.
The red soup is rich in spicy flavor, with a layer of bright red oil floating on the surface. The numbing smell rushes straight to the nose, instantly awakening the taste buds and removing all the coldness in the body.
The white soup is rich and the bone soup is sweet. Someone scooped a spoonful to drink, sipped it twice, and his eyes lit up, "It's so sweet!"
The process of waiting for the ingredients to be cooked was very difficult. Everyone held their chopsticks with their eyes fixed.
Until all the ingredients floated up, everyone started to eat.
The mutton was a thin piece, so tender that it almost made your tongue drop. It had no smell of mutton and had a numbing taste with a hint of spiciness. You could swallow it straight away without even chewing it, and it rolled all the way down to your stomach.
The ordinary cabbage, after being cooked in bone broth, becomes so sweet, with fresh and crisp stems and tender leaves.
The most amazing thing is potatoes!
I thought fried potatoes were delicious, but I didn’t expect them to be even better when boiled!
Some people like to eat crispy food, so they put it in the pot and boil it until it’s cooked.
Some people like to eat it soft, so they mash it in a bowl and add a spoonful of soup. The potatoes are all turned into puree and intertwined with the rice, making it thick and fragrant.
"Hey, who ate my meatballs?"
"It's not cooked yet, don't grab it!"
"This piece of potato is mine. I like to eat it cooked. Please don't take it away..."
Everyone's face turned red after eating.
In the cold winter, a spicy hot pot will whet your appetite that has been suppressed for a long time, warm up your whole body, and free you from boredom and worries.
There is only one word left—cool!
After eating, An Xuetao cooked another big pot of milk tea.
Fry the black tea until fragrant and caramel-colored, add milk and sugar and boil. Your simple original milk tea is ready.
It has a rich milky flavor and a seductive sweet fragrance. After taking a sip, the heat on the tip of your tongue is completely suppressed, leaving only a sweet aftertaste in your mouth.
The disciples were almost crying.
Everyone surrounded An Xuetao and flattered her.
What a delicious delicacy this is! What a miserable life they had lived before!
I am so jealous of my junior uncle. Can I have a mother like this?
Who hasn't eaten yet?
An Xuetao smiled softly and covered her lips with her hands, thinking that she hadn't made the pearl taro balls yet, otherwise these children would cry even more.
"If you like to eat, then study hard. If you can ace the exam in the future, you can come to my place for dinner."
The disciples' eyes lit up.
Learn! Learn till you die!
A disciple suggested, "How about Madam An open a stall in the dining room?"
As soon as these words were spoken, all the disciples rushed to agree.
"Yes, yes, open a stall in the dining room. I really want to drink milk tea."
"The food in the cafeteria is really terrible, who knows."
An Xuetao was stunned for a moment. She really wanted to find something to do.
Now she has nothing to do every day except taking care of Wei Xiuchu.
I can only take care of the flowers and plants and plant some vegetables. I am almost dying of idleness.
But will this steal the business from the kitchen?
She considered and said, "I'll think about it. It's getting late. Go back now."
The disciples shook their heads and helped wash the dishes, wipe the table, and even the old clay pot at the door that had never been used and was covered with dust was scrubbed clean by them until it looked as bright as new.
An Xuetao laughed, "These kids..."
Xie Ling asked: "Mom, do you want to open a shop?"
She just noticed her mother's expression, which was clearly one of longing.
An Xuetao nodded. "Your father's condition has stabilized, but he hasn't woken up yet. I also want to find something to do, otherwise I won't feel relaxed."
Xie Ling nodded, and went to ask the elder who was in charge of logistics the next day.
The elder said it was okay, but the portion size needed to be limited, after all, the disciples still had to rely on the kitchen for food.
Xie Ling had originally had this idea, but she was afraid that An Xuetao would be tired if there were too many.
At the beginning of the new year, An Xuetao opened a hot pot and milk tea shop, serving fifty cups of milk tea and thirty tables of hot pot a day.
The disciples were so eager to get the tickets that a scalper industry was even developed, where people would reserve seats for hotpots and buy milk tea for others... the prices were extremely high.
An Xuetao had no choice but to teach the people in the kitchen how to make hot pot and concentrate on selling milk tea, trying to make more every day.
As for the secret recipe of milk tea, she still planned to keep it hidden.
After all, Xie Ling is planning to open a chain of milk tea shops in seven countries in the future.
Later, when this group of disciples walked out of Mingyue Island and came to the secular world, they were still sighing after drinking the world-famous Lingwei tea.
The taste is surprisingly the same as the milk tea that the junior master uncle’s mother used to make, bringing back many people’s memories of their youth.
Of course, this is a follow-up.
With more and more people living in Sinan, the New Year's Eve is naturally lively, with the streets deserted and fireworks everywhere.
The streets are bustling with people, red couplets flying, lanterns hanging high, and the atmosphere of the New Year is everywhere.
The county magistrate's mansion was a little deserted.
Because Xie Ling was not there, everyone was a little distracted during the meal.
After Gu Wei finished his meal with his family, he lay on the bed bored. He put on his coat and returned to his study to continue dealing with official documents.
Only when he was immersed in busyness would he forget that Xie Ling was not by his side.
The location of Mingyue Island was unknown to the world, so he couldn't even write a letter to Xie Ling.
Gu Wei sighed and stared at the bright moonlight in a daze.
After the New Year, he would go back to Tingxue Tower.
I haven't contacted my master for a long time and I don't know how he is doing.
Gu Wei didn't expect that before he decided on a day to go to Tingxue Tower, people from Tingxue Tower came to his door first.
The one who came was Su Qu, still in a nonchalant manner, with his arms folded, looking at Sinan's construction, "Okay, senior brother, why don't you ask the brothers in the building to come and play?"
Gu Wei was puzzled, "Master sent you here?"
Su Qu nodded, "Yes, the old man missed you so much and asked why you didn't go to see him. If you don't go back, he will cross your name off the list."
Gu Wei held his forehead with his hand, "From childhood to adulthood, I don't know how many times I have used this threat. Okay, I will go back with you tomorrow."
Su Qu blinked and said, "Wait for me to play for a few days."
When he said playing for a few days, he meant trying all the delicious food in Sinan.
Hot pot, cake, milk tea, various novel snacks...
He doesn't even want to leave.
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People all say that Tingxue Tower is on the Fuyao Mountain in the east.
But no one has ever seen what it looks like.
Gu Wei and Su Qu traveled day and night, riding horses all the way, and arrived at Tingxue Tower in less than half a month.
Tingxue Tower is called a building, but it is actually on a mountain.
It is surrounded by water on three sides and has many mountains.
Looking up at the foot of the mountain, you will see fairy mist, the forest waves are as surging as the sea, and the wind leaves traces.
Amid the chirping of insects and birds, there are occasionally a few crane cries. In the fleeting light, white cranes fly sideways, leaving a white shadow among the green mountains.
The gentle stone steps extended upwards, with formations on each step. When they arrived at the main gate, even Gu Wei found it a bit strenuous, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
Su Qu stayed close to Gu Wei, not moving away from him for fear that if he moved too far away, he would be hit by some hidden weapon such as a sword or a dart.
Gu Wei asked: "Master, have you strengthened the formation again?"
Su Qu nodded, "Master has been strengthening the formation every day. I was exhausted some time ago."
Gu Wei's eyes were deep.
Master has a calm personality and doesn't like trouble, so why did he suddenly act abnormally and strengthen the mountain formation in Listening Snow Tower that had not been changed for a hundred years?
He climbed the stairs, the mountain breeze lifted his wide sleeves, and his thoughts were hidden in his deep eyes.
Walking into the mountains, breathing the fresh air, which seems to contain an indescribable aura of natural beauty, makes one feel better.
At the mountain gate, an undecorated stone tablet stands proudly, on which are written the three large characters "Tingxue Tower" in a flamboyant style, with an air of unparalleled arrogance.
From afar, Gu Wei saw a tall and straight figure with an immortal look, with white hair blown by the wind, as tall and straight as a white crane.
He bowed and saluted: "Master."
Zang Qing nodded, "Yeah."
Zang Qing is not only a master of mechanisms, but also a master of divination. He must have already calculated the time of Gu Wei's arrival.
When the disciples in the mountains saw Gu Wei, they all greeted him excitedly.
"The young master is back!"
"Senior Brother Jingxuan!"
Gu Wei nodded one by one, asked Su Qu to distribute the gifts he brought for his fellow disciples, and followed Zang Qing to the main building.
Listening Snow Tower, as the name suggests, is composed of hundreds of intricate and exquisite buildings.
Standing on the top of the mountain and looking down, they are intertwined and winding, as if there are tens of millions of them.
Every building hides a complex formation.
Disciples of Tingxue Tower must complete all the towers before they can graduate.
Gu Wei and Zang Qing are standing on the top of the mountain at this moment.
Both the master and the disciple had aloof personalities, and their conversations were bland.
Zang Qing: "I predicted that you would have a disaster not long ago."
Gu Wei nodded, "Yes, my family suffered a disaster and my legs are disabled."
Zang Qing raised an eyebrow and continued, "I figured that your heart was moved and your marriage star was connected. Are you married?"
Gu Wei was a little embarrassed, and his ears turned red, "Yeah."
Zang Qing said calmly: "Don't mind. Although Tingxue Tower does not accept female disciples, there is no rule that prohibits marriage. It's just that—"
Zang Qing's indifferent eyes suddenly turned stern and his brows furrowed.
"I figured out that the girl's identity was a little strange."
Gu Wei's heart was lifted, "What's going on? Master, please tell me."
Zang Qing turned around, his eyes sharp, as if he could see through Gu Wei.
"Her star track is different from that of everyone else in the Seven Kingdoms. She doesn't belong here. Jingxuan, you have always been very smart. You should have known this a long time ago."
Gu Qiwei's throat tightened.
Sometimes he was really afraid of his master.
He has a keen eye and knows everything in advance, as if nothing in the world can escape his control.
He always looks carefree, but the sharp edge that he occasionally reveals, even just a little bit, is enough to make people breathless.
Gu Wei raised his eyes, "Yes, I know, but I still love her."
Zang Qing sighed.
"Do you know that if you go against the will of heaven, you will be punished? She does not belong to this world, and one day, she will suffer a great disaster."
Gu Wei's body swayed slightly, his handsome face pale, "I don't believe in fate. My martial arts are unparalleled in the world, and I command an army of 200,000. How could I not be able to protect one person?"
Zang Qing shook his head, “I knew you were like this, I was just telling you, you can choose not to believe it.
Jingxuan, I taught you three subjects: mechanisms, martial arts, and divination. You learned the first two very well, but you just couldn't learn the last one.
Because you never learned, right? "
Gu Wei's eyes were cold, "Master said that humans cannot fight against the will of heaven. So, even if I figure it out, what does it matter? It won't change anything, so why should I worry about it?"
Zang Qing was helpless. "Okay, are you here to ask me something? I see that you have a suspicious look on your face."
Gu Wei’s wandering thoughts were brought back to reality.
"I went to Nanzhao not long ago. Why did their high priest also know the mechanical arts of Tingxue Tower? Master, what's going on?"
Zang Qing's eyes became complicated, and his indifferent expression paused for a moment.