Not only Xi Xi, but also Murphy looked at Yang Yi curiously.
"Do you know where the Crossing Bridge Rice Noodles came from?" Yang Yi asked.
"I know." Murphy chuckled. "I know what story you're going to tell!"
Yang Yi raised his eyebrows and said deliberately, "Really? You know all about it? Then I won't tell you. "
"But, but I don't know!" Xi Xi shook her head, twisted her little buttocks on the chair, and cried anxiously, "PaPa, I want to hear it!"
Yang Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry and said, "Okay, mom, don't spoil it. I'll tell Xi Xi."
Murphy waved her small fist at him, but her eyes were full of smiles.
"Long, long ago, there was a scholar. In order to concentrate on preparing for the exam, he studied on an island in the center of Dianchi Lake that we just went to." Yang Yi said with a little modification, "There was no food on the island, no restaurant, and he was alone. So, at lunchtime, his wife would come to bring him lunch. But, because the journey was a little long, when she arrived at the island, the food was cold. "
"It doesn't taste good when it's cold!" Xi Xi had been immersed in her father's vivid story, and the little girl kindly reminded him.
"Yes!" Yang Yi clapped his hands, gave Xi Xi a thumbs up, and said, "Xi Xi, you're so smart. Yes, the food doesn't taste good when it's cold!"
Xi Xi was praised. She twisted her fingers and smiled happily.
"But there was no other way. At that time, it was not as convenient as it is now. There was no insulated box, and it would definitely be cold. What could I do?" Yang Yi said, deliberately keeping her guessing.
Murphy's eyes sparkled as she looked at Yang Yi. She could hear the flaws in Yang Yi's story, but she didn't say anything. She just sat there holding back her laughter.
"What should we do?" Xi Xi tilted her head and thought for a while. Then, she stopped smiling and asked worriedly.
"That young lady thought of a very good idea, which is to make the Crossing the Bridge Rice Noodles that we eat. The other dishes are all boiled and then placed on a plate and placed in a basket. And the most important thing is the soup! " Yang Yi pointed to the big bowl and said with a smile, "After the soup is cooked, it is covered with a layer of fat chicken oil."
The little girl's mouth was slightly open as she listened attentively.
"This layer of oil is the key. Because the oil cap is on the broth, it can block the heat in the broth and make it difficult for the broth to come into contact with the air and lose its heat." Yang Yi gestured with his fingers as he led Xi Xi into Science.
How miraculous! Xi Xi's big eyes were filled with amazement.
"So, that young lady brought this bowl of hot broth to the island and then put in the cooked dishes and rice noodles. Just like what we have now, all the dishes and rice noodles were boiled by the hot broth, and the scholar could eat a hot and fragrant lunch. Finally, he could continue to work hard to prepare for the exam!"
"This is the origin of the Crossing the Bridge Rice Noodles!" Yang Yi finished and was ready to receive his daughter's praise.
However, at this time, Murphy couldn't help it. She laughed and said, "Wait, we have the rice noodles, but what about the Crossing the Bridge Rice Noodles?"
Yang Yi was stunned for a moment. He quickly thought of the key point and didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he explained, "That young lady went to the island through a bridge, so this dish is called Crossing the Bridge Rice Noodles."
As he spoke, Yang Yi couldn't help but stare at Murphy, as if complaining, "You're actually undermining me!"
Murphy's plot succeeded, and she secretly smiled. She also stared at Yang Yi and said, "Humph, what's wrong? You're not convinced?"
Xi Xi didn't think much of it. She felt that this story was very interesting, and she also learned something new. She smiled happily and watched her parents make eyes at each other.
Because the broth was still a little hot, Yang Yi asked for a small bowl, scooped out some, and blew on it while feeding it to the little girl.
Yang Yi picked up a strand of rice noodle and watched as the little girl slurped it into her mouth and munched on it. He asked with concern, "Are you okay? Do you think it's delicious? "
"It's tasteless." Xi Xi shook her head.
"It's tasteless? Then drink some broth. Eat this with the broth, a chopstick of rice noodles, and a spoon of broth. "Yang Yi scooped some broth into a small bowl and then let Xi Xi taste it.
Finally, the little girl's eyes lit up and she said, "It's delicious!"
Xi Xi followed her father, and she was very picky. She knew what tasted good and what tasted good. This broth was stewed with duck, chicken, and pig bones. How could it not taste good?
She tried other dishes. The chicken was okay, the vegetables were not good, the coriander was not good, and the thin slices of meat were also delicious. However, Xi Xi's favorite was still the small quail egg!
However, there was only one quail egg in each bowl. After Xi Xi finished the one in her bowl, she still wanted more and looked at her father eagerly.
Yang Yi was about to give his to her.
"Don't want this, don't want this!" Xi Xi anxiously grabbed her father's hand and said, "It's spicy."
Xi Xi really didn't like spicy food. She could smell the spicy smell coming from the broth.
"It's not very spicy!" Yang Yi had already tasted it. The stir-fried chilies here were not spicy at all compared to those in Sichuan and Xiangnan. He said, "Try it if you don't believe me."
"No, I don't want it!" The little girl shook her little head in resistance.
"How about I brush it with water for you?" Yang Yi said.
Xi Xi's little head shook like a rattle drum.
Murphy took the quail egg from her bowl and said with a smile, "Then Xi Xi will eat Mommy's."
Xi Xi agreed this time. She even opened her little mouth happily, raised her little head, pointed at herself, and said happily, "Mom, here, let me eat!"
"Little lazy bum!" Murphy stuffed the egg into Xi Xi's mouth and watched her eat with joy. She couldn't help but laugh and say, "There's no more!"
"I'm full too." Xi Xi patted her little belly and said proudly. She just drank two small bowls of thick soup and ate a lot of meat. Her little belly was already bulging.
After serving his daughter, Yang Yi was relieved. He waved his chopsticks and slurped a big mouthful of rice noodles. He was also a little hungry.
However, while Yang Yi was eating, he also gave the quail egg from his bowl to Murphy. Murphy ate slowly. She still had a big bowl.
"Hey, don't give it to me!" Murphy saw a little chili oil floating on her clear soup. Although she felt warm in her heart for Yang Yi's caring behavior, she couldn't help but complain.
"You're eating enough for two people. Hurry up and eat more." Yang Yi said with a smile, "And it's really not spicy. I'm not lying to you. Try it. If it's spicy, you can beat me, okay?"
"I can't beat you!" Murphy patted Yang Yi's shoulder gently.
Yang Yi smiled and continued to give her the best duck meat in his bowl. "Good girl, eat more."
"I don't want to. I don't want to become a fat pregnant woman when I'm pregnant!" Murphy said angrily. "Take it back. You don't have any dishes left!"
"Xi Xi, the rest is mine. What's there to be afraid of?" Yang Yi smiled. "And I don't like duck meat."
Of course, this was a blatant lie. Murphy had eaten duck with Yang Yi at home.
Murphy couldn't persuade Yang Yi. She could only think about it. She took the fancy pork and chicken from her bowl and gave them to Yang Yi. "Then help me eat this. It's too greasy!"
In fact, it wasn't particularly greasy. This kind of pork and chicken was delicious!
Yang Yi and Murphy were like this. They pushed each other and ate for a long time.
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