There were eight pieces of pastry on the small white plate, which were beautifully arranged. Shen Xingqi picked up one and thought it was delicious. The only man tasted it once and stopped touching it.
When Cheng Xi saw this, she remembered that she had never made such sweets for the two of them, and she had never noticed it before.
However, it is extremely rare even in modern times for men to like sweet things.
The four signature dishes were served quickly, but... Shen Xingqi found each dish boring after taking one bite.
“My sister-in-law’s cooking is still delicious.”
Cheng Xi commented sincerely, "Your craftsmanship is better than that of a restaurant chef."
The dishes on the table tend to be steamed, and there are not many seasonings for stir-frying. Naturally, the taste is not very good, but the texture of the ingredients itself is also highlighted, and the taste is very unique.
None of them have the habit of wasting food. Fortunately, the restaurant's dishes are exquisite. The four dishes are small in quantity, which is not a problem for a few big eaters.
Chen Xingluo didn't frown during the whole process. Cheng Xi repeatedly lamented his superb expression management. It is important to know that it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, and it is not that difficult to go from luxury to frugality.
Look, the little girl next to me has been heading towards the cakes.
"So that Zhao An always dislikes you?"
Cheng Xi drags his chin and observes Shen Xingluo. The more he looks at it, the more reasonable he becomes. He already has a face full of hatred, not to mention he has top-notch intelligence.
"You are mediocre if you are not envied by others. My husband has worked hard these years."
"My wife must have had a hard time in those years."
Chen Xingluo glanced at her. He still remembered how many certificates and trophies there were in the villa. Everyone must be divided.
"Then the Zhao family..."
"It's just a clown, Madam, don't pay attention to it."
"..." Can the second richest businessman in Fucheng really be described as a clown?
Cheng Xi was speechless for a long time, and finally chose to give the Zhao family some wax silently.
She has been with Shen Xingluo for so long, so she knows very well what he is like. Since she dares to say this, she must have made a plan in her heart. If she really encounters the unlucky ones, it will definitely be the Zhao family.
The carriage gradually stopped, and Wang Shu's voice came from outside, "Master, madam, we've arrived."
When the two got out of the car, they saw an angry old man standing at the door of Shen's courtyard. The beard on his chin was rising and falling with his breathing.
"Unfilial disciple, unfilial disciple! It's unjust. She took her husband and sister to the city to enjoy the scenery and eat delicious food. She actually left her master alone at home and starved to death without anyone knowing!"
"Master, did you meet Mrs. Shen Zhang during the free clinic today?"
She was familiar with this tone of voice. Shen Ziqing's mother was the only one in the entire Shen Village who sounded like this.
Mr. Xu was startled, "So the woman who likes to lie on the ground and roll around is Shen Zhang?"
"..." You don't know who the other person is and you still imitate others? Where is the face!
"Master, didn't I tell you this morning? My aunt cooks every day in the ancestral hall. You can just eat with the patrol team."
You promised well when you left, why did you regret it after a long time? Let me also explain that the one who invited you to enjoy the flowers together was your refusal because you always dislike the beauty and beauty.
Mr. Xu snorted, with a disgusting expression.
"Can we eat the food in the ancestral hall? Apart from stewed game, it's steamed buns and rice, and there's no wine!"
But that is already something that ordinary people can't afford.
Cheng Xi was dumbfounded and opened the door and walked to the kitchen, "I'm going to make something to eat. It'll be ready later."
If it weren't for the fact that her little girl didn't eat much at the restaurant... she wouldn't be used to it!
Mr. Xu immediately smiled happily, hummed a tune and walked around with his hands behind his back.
The sun above his head has gradually shifted to the west, which means that after noon, it is impossible to cook a serious meal at this time, so Cheng Xi simply makes some simple food to satisfy his stomach.
She drove Shen Xingqi and Wang Shu out of the kitchen, who were coming to help, and ducked into the space.
However, this operation could not stop Shen Xingluo. After she took out the refrigerated steak from the storage compartment where time stopped, he had already washed his hands and stood in front of the cooking table.
"What are you going to do?"
"Keep it simple, fry the steak, heat up the ready-made puff pastry, and make a few Chinese burgers."
Chen Xingluo took over the steak and took over almost all the work. Cheng Xi just went to the yard to pick two fist-sized tomatoes and a few lettuce leaves to help.
After a while, six generous burgers were completed.
The puff pastry that was fried to golden brown on both sides is crispy when you take a bite, and the black pepper steak and sliced tomatoes wrapped in lettuce leaves instantly explode in your mouth.
Mr. Xu ate so hard that he narrowed his eyes, "This is what people eat. My mouth has been spoiled by you and your wife."
"..." It turns out that you also know that you have a bad taste now.
The old man ate two hamburgers in one go and divided the remaining hamburgers equally between each person. His stomach instantly felt full.
After eating the snack, Mr. Xu didn't know where he went for a walk. Cheng Xi followed Shen Xingluo to the ten acres of land used by the clan to grow potatoes.
More than a month has passed since germination, and the growth is quite gratifying after fertilizing once.
"Look at this posture, it will bloom."
"Well, it will be fine in a few days."
Flowering means that the plant begins to bear fruit underground, and after a while it will be harvested.
The growth cycle of potatoes is about 60-100 days. Lin'an Prefecture is located in the central and northern parts of the country with four distinct seasons and a suitable climate. It can be grown twice a year. In the early stage, they shortened the time by raising seedlings at home.
"If you calculate it this way, if you plant it in mid-April, you can harvest it in late June or early July."
Can catch up with autumn planting in August.
Chen Xingluo was silent for a moment and looked at her sideways, "Xiaoxi."
"Um?"
"How about we leave for the capital after the first potato harvest?"
ha?
Cheng Xi was stunned, "Isn't the additional test after autumn at the end of August?"
No matter how slow this crop of potatoes grows, they will be harvested in early July at the latest, and it only takes 10 days to travel from Lin'an Prefecture to Beijing.
"Do you have anything to do?"
Chen Xingluo nodded invisibly, "These are all trivial matters, just leave them to Su Zhan and Fuguang. I heard you talking about many scenic spots in the mountains and rivers a few days ago, why don't you go and visit them all?"
Cheng Xi suddenly remembered the travel diary that she had torn through... and her heart moved violently.
"But potato planting and promotion is such a big thing..."
"It doesn't matter. Mr. Xie is a good official. There is still Uncle Mantun in Shenjia Village, so don't worry."
If he has to do everything, what's the use of keeping others?
Shen Xingluo didn't take it seriously. He couldn't stay in Shenjia Village all the time. After Qiu went to Beijing, he would probably not come back for a few years. Then Shenjia Village could only rely on themselves.
"I remember that you had been talking to Uncle Mantun a few days ago. At that time, I thought you were discussing potato planting with him. Turns out you were arranging things later?"
"My lady is smart."
"..."
"So, madam, do you want to accompany your husband to see half of Dayan's country?"
Chen Xingluo stretched out his hand towards her and stared at her with his dark eyes to invite.
Cheng Xi smiled sweetly without thinking, and put her hand on the warm hand in front of her.
"my pleasure."
