The fragrance of medicine fills the countryside in 1990

Chapter 157: Chunri Miaoyu's Appreciation Banquet, Miss Hua's Positive Identification

The morning light of spring quietly drew aside the veil of night and gently brushed across the sky. Miao Yu gently pushed open the window lattice, letting the first ray of warm sunshine become the poetic prelude to her day.

With her delicate mind, she wove a string of whispers, like catkins floating in the morning breeze, gently brushing across the hearts of every student at yesterday's farm gathering, gently calling them to join today's carefully prepared feast.

Even Doc Ken, who usually acts smoothly and low-key, was touched by the spring atmosphere and came involuntarily with the breeze, as if even the wind was intoxicated by it.

Only Miss Hua failed to show up as promised for some reason, leaving a slight regret.

Facing this scene, Doc Ken just shrugged his shoulders lightly, with a faint but tolerant smile on his lips, which seemed to contain all the tenderness and understanding of spring: "Miao Yu, there are always unexpected beauties and regrets that have to be let go. If Miss Hua is really busy, why should we force it? Understanding and waiting are also a different kind of scenery."

Not long after, Yao Lao walked into the embrace of Jiangda with steady and calm steps, as if carrying the tranquility and wisdom of the years, adding a bit of extraordinary atmosphere to this institution of learning.

With her unique delicacy and warmth, Miao Yu quietly spread out a feast of heart in the quiet and elegant first floor of Jiangda Flavor Restaurant.

She tied on an apron herself and stood in front of the stove. Every spoonful of food she scooped up and every shovel of food she shoveled over expressed her deep gratitude and respect for the classmates who had worked hard for her yesterday.

The news spread quickly, and the students, filled with joy and anticipation, stepped into the restaurant that was lovingly decorated by Chunri Miaoyu.

They walked quickly into the kitchen, some stood around the stove, discussing ingredients, while others used spatulas to stir-fry. Under the light of the fire, everyone's face was filled with youthful vitality and innocent smiles.

The kitchen is no longer just a place for cooking, but has turned into another warm and touching scene. The air is filled with the fragrance of friendship and laughter, interweaving into a warm melody about spring, food and friendship.

Su Chenjin, with her unique gentle demeanor, adds a touch of elegance to her surroundings. She slowly walks into the hustle and bustle, her steps neither hurried nor slow, just like a spring breeze, gentle and calm.

Seeing this, Chunri Miaoyu smiled brightly, her voice soft and delicate, like the first ray of warm sunshine in spring: "Hey, Xiaojin, why is your lively and smart nephew Xiaotianyi not with you today? Could it be that he followed in your brother's footsteps and went after the fairy tales that were lost in autumn?"

Su Chenjin opened her red lips slightly, and waved the folding fan in her hand, bringing up a breeze. Her voice was mixed with a hint of apology and full of warmth: "That's right, little Tianyi and brother are immersed in the embrace of autumn, enjoying the unique tranquility and fun. However, I have already accepted sister Miaoyu's kindness with joy."

Chunri Miaoyu's eyes brightened when she heard this. She smiled and said, "Why should we thank each other? Today's banquet is to thank all the relatives and friends for their company and love. As an indispensable member of Mr. Tang Bin's laboratory, you should naturally share this joy. Later, I will definitely invite you and your family to attend this party to make this joy more complete."

Su Chenjin smiled gently and said in a soft but firm voice, "It would be disrespectful to refuse such a generous offer, so I will follow my sister's arrangement and join in this joyous feast."

After saying this, the two smiled at each other, as if the warmest scene in spring was frozen at this moment.

After a while, snacks and delicacies were served on the table one by one.

Tengchong Erkuai, this glutinous rice treasure in a small space, is like the gentle strokes gently drawn by Mother Earth with her most delicate fingers. It lies quietly on the bamboo strips, waiting for the favor of the right person.

When the students opened their red lips, the first bite of the soft and glutinous rice was like a spring breeze and rain. What instantly flowed on the tip of the tongue was the sweetness given by nature, interweaving with the fragrance of rice to form a melodious poem, making people feel as if they were in a golden rice field, feeling the pulse of the earth and the joy of the harvest.

It is not satisfied with ordinary taste buds experience, but dares to break the routine, dancing with the delicate and lingering taste of tofu, the mellow and deep lingering taste of shredded pork, and the fresh and refined taste of vegetables, adding a bit of vitality and vigor to this taste picture.

Every bite is a perfect fusion of tradition and innovation, becoming the most gentle breakfast poem in the morning light, which warms not only the stomach but also the heart while tasting it.

The Lijiang Baba, with its unique charm, has become an unforgettable mark in the hearts of every student.

This is not just a sweet encounter between glutinous rice flour and sweet potatoes, but also a fierce collision of ancient traditional wisdom and modern creative sparks.

The sweetness of sweet potatoes is like the whisper of first love, flowing slowly between lips and teeth; the crispness of peanuts is like the brightest stars in the night sky, and every chew is accompanied by light music.

This small body hides the Kasuga family's infinite love and unremitting pursuit of life. Every bite is a profound interpretation of a happy life.

The reputation of small pot rice noodles has long been known throughout the world.

What is bubbling in the pot is not only the delicious symphony of rice noodles and chicken soup, but also the Kasuga family's ultimate adherence to and ode to the pure beauty of ingredients.

The crispness of bean sprouts is like mountain streams, the freshness of vegetables is like the air after rain, and the mellowness of meat is like the wisdom accumulated over the years. They slowly blend together while simmering over low heat, complementing each other, and finally turning into spoonfuls of soup that is endlessly memorable.

This soup contains the unique style and charm of Yunnan, which instantly brings people to that distant and mysterious land, making people intoxicated.

As for the next dish, pea flour, this golden and dazzling delicacy is the most dazzling flower of art under the sun.

The delicate pea flour is as smooth as silk, and paired with colorful ingredients, it is like a carefully arranged painting, giving people the ultimate enjoyment in both vision and taste.

The warm and unrestrained flavor of the chili oil adds a bit of passion and vitality to this delicacy; the smoothness and tenderness of the pea flour is like the gentle touch of first love, which makes people fall in love with it.

The sweet and sour taste interwoven between the two is just like the ups and downs in life, allowing people to feel the true meaning and beauty of life while tasting it.

This bowl of pea flour is not only unforgettable, but also makes people unable to stop eating.

Jianshui braised tofu has another unique flavor.

The tofu is like the first bloom of solidified fat, so tender and smooth that it seems to be dripping with water. When it is gently placed on the hot charcoal, it begins its gorgeous transformation.

The minced meat is carefully selected from the best pork in the countryside, which is finely chopped into minced meat. It is delicious and juicy. Under the gentle caress of the charcoal fire, it interweaves with the freshness of tofu to create a symphony of taste. The aroma that permeates the air is like an invisible bait, hooking the heartstrings of every passerby. Every bite is the ultimate teasing and conquest of the taste buds, which makes people admire it and add a deep love for the small town.

This is not just a dish, it is a proud display of Jianshui culture and the brightest star in the food map, shining with irresistible light.

However, Weishan Braised Pork Rice Noodles is a different story. The rice noodles are as delicate as silk, soft and glutinous with a bit of elasticity, as if they can gently wrap up all the flavors; and the pork, after careful selection and processing, is so tender that it seems like water can be squeezed out of it. The two meet in the pot, are simmered over a slow fire, penetrate each other, and blend into one, creating an indescribable wonderful taste.

Add to that the carefully prepared ingredients, colorful and fragrant, and every spoonful is an ultimate indulgence for the taste buds, making people feel as if they are in Weishan’s unique gourmet dream and don’t want to wake up.

Another Dali dish is the Milk Fan, which is fan-shaped, light and elegant. It is a delicate expression of the Dali people's endless emotion for milk.

The meeting of glutinous rice flour and milk is the purest and most wonderful encounter in nature. They dance hand in hand, giving milk fan a unique flavor that is delicate, dense, sweet and delicious.

Slightly open your red lips, and the milk fan slowly melts between your teeth. At that moment, your mouth is full of happiness and sweetness that seem to overflow, making you deeply feel the unique tenderness and sweetness of the land of Dali.

The last dish, Yangbi walnut roll rice noodle, showcases the gift of nature in its own unique way.

Walnut paste is mellow and rich, with the freshness and wildness unique to the mountains and forests; the rolled rice noodles are soft, glutinous and smooth, as delicate as a girl's skin.

The two, one hard and one soft, complement each other. Every bite is a profound experience and aftertaste of Yangbi's unique style.

This is a kind of enjoyment for the taste buds, which makes people feel the warmth and hope from the bottom of their hearts while tasting it.

In the spring, Miao Yu walked out slowly from the kitchen filled with a warm atmosphere with light steps, with an elegant and bright smile on her lips, like the gentlest morning light in spring, warm but not dazzling.

She opened her red lips, her voice clear as a stream, with a bit of joy and gratitude: "Yesterday everyone enthusiastically extended a helping hand, just like the spring breeze and rain, which inadvertently nourished the laughter and joy at today's feast. It is really a great pleasure in life!"

After she finished speaking, her eyes seemed to be caressed by the delicate spring sunshine, flashing a soft and deep light, gently passing over the faces of every guest present.

In the room, laughter and joy interweave into an invisible melody, and everyone's face is filled with smiles of happiness and satisfaction. This is not just a banquet, but also a warm gathering from the bottom of the soul.

Yao Lao's lips were drawn up with a gentle and elegant smile, which contained some subtle deep meaning. His eyes gently swept across the empty seats. Then, he slowly asked Tang Bin in a low and magnetic voice: "Mr. Tang Bin, I noticed that the graceful Miss Hua seemed to be missing from the table. I don't know why she couldn't come here?"

As he finished speaking, a subtle and delicate emotion quietly surged in the air, adding a more intriguing atmosphere to the whole scene.

Tang Bin was about to speak, but Doc Ken at the side interrupted him with a faint but confident smile. There was a hint of casual ease and certainty in his voice: "Don't worry, I have successfully established contact with her, and she will be here later."

As soon as these words were spoken, it was as if a spring breeze quietly passed by, gently blowing through everyone's heart, making the surrounding atmosphere soft and peaceful.

Inside the restaurant, the lights are bright, and between the interweaving of light and shadow, silver cups and jade bowls gently clink against each other, creating a pleasant melody, just like drizzle brushing across a tranquil lake.

Laughter and joy, like the gentlest breeze in spring, shuttle through every corner, adding a touch of warmth and comfort to this rare gathering time.

However, in this bustle and harmony, a subtle feeling quietly arose in Chunri Miaoyu's heart.

She gently lifted the hem of her skirt, the movement was elegant and decisive, as if she was saying goodbye to some subtle emotion in her heart.

Before the banquet was over, she apologized to the guests around her with a gentle smile. Then, she slowly stood up and exchanged a tacit look with Tang Bin. The two walked side by side, quietly passed through the wooden door inlaid with intricate patterns, and stepped into a quiet world that belonged only to them.

Outside the door, the sunlight was shining brightly, warm but not dazzling. It sprinkled gently on them, giving the pair of figures walking side by side a faint golden glow.

The spring breeze, carrying the fragrance of flowers and grass, gently blows across your cheeks, and even the air becomes soft and sweet.

Just like that, they stepped into the boundless autumn colors, leaving the hustle and bustle of the restaurant behind for the time being, leaving only the two hearts, slowly approaching each other in this quiet time.

At this moment, a soft and light sound of footsteps sounded quietly, spreading leisurely from afar to nearby, like a spring breeze blowing across the quiet lake.

Miss Hua's figure slowly and inadvertently stepped into their world, like an elegant ink painting, quietly adding the most lively touch.

There was a gentle apology on her face, and stars twinkled in her bright eyes. She gently opened her scarlet eyes and spoke in a soft and slightly apologetic voice: "Haruhi, the end of this feast always seems to have an indissoluble bond with me. I am one step late in the end."

In his words, there was a slight regret for not being able to witness the whole event, but also a tenacity and self-comfort that would not give up easily, as if even if he missed it, he would still leave his mark in the lingering aftertaste in the most beautiful way.

When Miao Yu heard the familiar voice in spring, a hint of imperceptible worry flashed across her brows, but then it disappeared without a trace like spring breeze and rain, and she returned to her former gentleness and tranquility.

At this moment, Doc Ken came over with light steps, holding a plate of carefully carved walnut rolls in his hands. The color was attractive and the fragrance was fragrant, like the most delicate and gentle touch of spring. "Xiaohua, you are finally here. I saved this walnut roll specially for you. You may miss all the beautiful things in the world, but you must not let this kindness down."

A faint smile bloomed on Miss Hua's lips, and in that smile there was a hint of helplessness and cunning, just like the spring breeze blowing across peach petals, gentle and yet a little playful.

"Just for this taste on the tip of my tongue, if I am really delayed because of something, wouldn't I be wasting this table full of delicious food with all its colors, aromas and flavors? With this in mind, even if I am late, I have to be as light as the wind. How can I miss every moment of this feast?"

Seeing this, Doc's eyes flashed with warmth, and he naturally led the topic to a more delicate point, saying softly: "Xiaohua, the misunderstanding between you and Haruhi that was once as solid as ice and snow has quietly melted and turned into spring water, right? Why not take advantage of this good time to let the past, like clouds drifting in the sky, gently dissipate with the wind, leaving only the purest blue sky and warm sunshine in your heart?"

Miss Hua heard this, her eyes gently moved, and finally gently fixed on Chunri Miaoyu's gentle figure. Her voice was like a breeze in spring, soft but powerful, with an unquestionable determination: "Helping her find the lost gloves is both a responsibility and a heartfelt wish for me. However, when it comes to Chunri, I already have my own assessment in my heart, and this understanding is as solid as a rock and cannot be easily shaken."