Pizza Crust (3) No. 27

  Gradually, I saw the lights and heard the barking of dogs, and the village of Jiangshuiquan was just ahead.

  He squatted down, put me on the ground, raised his hand and chopped down a branch with one swift motion, trimmed it in three to five quick cuts, made it into a crutch, and handed it to me.

  Let me go myself?

  He didn't explain anything. I obediently took the cane and limped along with him, slowly moving forward, but my heart was quite uneasy.

  Is he afraid that others will see him carrying me on his back? Then, who is he afraid of seeing? Is it Mei Lan? Has something already happened between them?

  At this thought, I suddenly had a feeling of being pricked by needles in my heart.

  I'm late again, am I?

  Looking back on the months since I arrived in Tang Dynasty, except for when my father passed away unexpectedly at first, Qiu had comforted me gently, and after that, there was no slightly close contact with me, especially in public. However, it's comforting to see that he didn't have any close contact with Mei Lan either.

  Is there an unspeakable secret, or is it just because of a thin face?

  My mind was in disarray until I caught a whiff of food.

  The house we live in has actually floated out the smell of food! Now Meilan is running a high fever and is very weak, she can't even get out of bed. Who on earth is cooking dinner?

  The door opened and Da Chun's face was smeared with a few handfuls of dry flour, his hands were also wet. When he saw me, a look of surprise and complexity appeared on his face.

  "Is there really such a thing as a curse in this world? Liǔ Yuè, how are you feeling? Don't die on me!"

  Curse? What is going on here?

  Nie Qiuyuan's breathing beside her seemed to stagnate for a moment, as if he was trying his best to endure something.

  "Aren't you going to die from being cursed? Isn't the antidote written on your desk? I've been thinking for an entire afternoon, and I'm sure I've figured out what this 'pizza' thing is!"

  Huh? Who told him that kind of thing? And isn't it obvious that this is nonsense when you hear it? Lu Da Chun is a clever person, how could he believe such talk and even decipher "pizza"?

  I was struck by the thunder and became crispy outside and tender inside. Perhaps even intelligent people have some blind spots in their brains, positions without thinking ability, even if it's heavenly thunder, they will still believe it unconditionally.

  Luo Da Chun said seriously: "Liu Yue, don't be afraid. I've figured it out. 'Pī' means to open or spread; 'Sà' refers to a witch. So, I think the antidote should be like this!"

  He brought out a large bowl of strangely colored noodles, topped with various vegetable dices and cubes of cheese, sprinkled with the tomato sauce I had made earlier.

  The noodles made from fermented dough still retained their shape after being cooked, which is quite impressive. This bowl of noodles is indeed the epitome of dark cuisine.

  It's me, I simply wrote the two words "pizza", if I had written "pizza pie" it would have been more reliable. This reminds me of a Japanese food show where everyone can only imagine and infer what the dish looks like based on its name, introduction, and ingredients. The result is that the dishes are all over the place, making people laugh out loud.

  Reasoning is an interesting thing, reasoning is everywhere!

  But if Luo Da Chun knew that the word "pizza" was just a transliteration, would he go crazy?

  "Dachun, it's a misunderstanding. I made an incorrect judgment. Liuyue is fine, she just went out to pick mushrooms and got injured." Nie Qiuyuan said calmly, with a normal expression.

  What's going on? Was it his misjudgment? Did he let Luo Dachun "break the curse" that was supposedly on me?

  In an instant, I had a new understanding of Qiu. Because when he rescued me, his thinking was so clear and straightforward that I knew exactly what I wanted to do - make a special dish with the mushrooms I picked myself!

  Is he secretly playing with the big spring?

  There is a subtle evil smell in the air, quietly circulating.

  After being with him for several months, I feel that Luo Da Chun is a person who has a bad mouth but not a bad heart. Moreover, he is quite intelligent and his temperament can be described as free-spirited. However, such a person inexplicably has an unconditional faith in Nie Qiu Yuan, and it's unclear what kind of past connection they have between them.

  No rush, one day I will figure it out.

  "Thank you, Lu Da Ge. Liu Yue is fine now." I used a lot of effort to forcefully suppress the burst of laughter in my body. However, Lu Da Chun's actions actually made me feel a little moved, really, it was quite moving.

  It's as if, in this unfamiliar world, I've gradually begun to acquire some warm things, the bonds between people.

  Half an hour later, I brought up a real pizza.

  The round pancake is baked to a perfect crisp, with evenly arranged cured meat particles, green and red pepper rings, and of course the colorful mushrooms I collected with great effort. All the ingredients are covered with a layer of cheese, which has melted and baked into golden brown spots, exactly the flavor I wanted.

  It's so delicious!

  Just this fragrance made Lu Da Chun surrender under my apron, and even Qiu's mouth corners revealed a hint of a smile.

  "Wow, you're really something, Liuyue! You're so capable and it smells so good!" Ruo Dachun exclaimed in admiration. "Where did you learn this from?"

  "I'll make a lot more!" I smiled sweetly, "When I was young, I met a foreign master who taught me how to make many delicious foreign dishes. There will be plenty of opportunities later, and Flowing Firefly will slowly cook them for you to eat."

  I was chatting idly while praying to God that they weren't childhood friends who grew up with me.

  Unfortunately, I focused on sesame seeds but forgot about watermelon.

  "Didn't you lose your memory?" asked Detective Luo sharply.

  "Cough... I..."

  I was choked, a mouthful of blood almost spurted out. But Qiu suddenly changed the subject.

  "How should I eat this pizza?"

  "You guys handle it! I'm going to go see if Meilan's mushroom porridge is done." I took the opportunity to make a hasty retreat.

  When I came back, two handsome men were cutting pizza into half-inch square pieces with a small knife, picking them up with chopsticks, dipping them in the tomato sauce in a small plate like vinegar, and sending them to their mouths one by one.

  I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  "Delicious!" Da Chun exclaimed sincerely, "Liu Yueh, come and eat quickly!"

  I agreed and joined the ranks of those who eat pizza in the manner of eating scallion oil pancake.

  I don't know why, but suddenly I had this feeling that there was a faint warmth in my heart, and a slight sourness in the corners of my eyes, and I felt like crying just a little bit.

  There's just a hint of home in it.

  That night, as usual, he was poked awake from his sleep at the third watch.

  "Looking for me?" The Young Master of the Night sat on the edge of the bed.

  It's really amazing. When I was busy alone by the stove, I said to Ye, "Are you coming tonight? If you come, I'll also bake a pizza for you!"

  However, even on a journey, will you exist? So, where are you usually hiding?

  Where there is autumn, there is night, it seems, really isn't false!

  "Just you wait." I went back to the kitchen, lit a fire and re-baked the pizza that I had secretly left for him until it was crispy again.

  "I saw it then and wanted to try it out." Ye's lips curled up with a charming smile, "I have my share, great."

  I slapped tomato sauce all over the pizza dough.

  "Come on. I want to know, what's the real way to eat this thing in your heart." The night's pair of good-looking eyes looked at me through the mask, with a deep and meaningful gaze.

  I couldn't help but burst out laughing again. I took out the knife he gave me and neatly cut a pancake into eight triangles, then reached out to grab one piece. The hot cheese pulled out long strings, the filling rolled down with a plop, and I held the pancake in my hand and stuffed it directly into my mouth.

  "So barbaric?" He was shocked.

  "Try it, this is the real flavor!" I pushed the pancake in front of him.

  He suddenly laughed happily at night. Next to him, the air is always so relaxed and soft. Because this person is such a strange existence, it seems that in his heart, there is nothing weird that cannot be accepted.

  I sat face-to-face with the ancient handsome guy, tearing pizza crusts with my hands, chatting about nothing in particular, and spent a relaxing long night.

  It would be even better if there was a can of beer.