“Sir, it smells so good!”
Luo Qingzhou first served a bowl to Xiaodie. Xiaodie immediately took the spoon and blew on it while eagerly eating it. She narrowed her eyes in happiness.
Luo Qingzhou took the lunch box and was loading it when he suddenly felt the light behind him dim.
Turning around, he saw that the door was blocked.
Miss Zuo Er and Nangong Meijiao stood at the door, looking inside with puzzled faces.
Qiu'er and Zhu'er stood behind them, swallowing their saliva.
"Brother Qingzhou, what is so fragrant?"
Miss Kanouji entered the kitchen.
Luo Qingzhou closed the lunch box and said, "Xia Chan hasn't eaten well these days, so I made some porridge for her."
Miss Qin Er and Nangong Meijiao both walked to the stove and looked into the pot
"Second Miss and the Princess, do you want to eat? There is still some left. Let Xiaodie serve it to you. I will go and deliver food to Xia Chan."
After Luo Qingzhou finished speaking, he hurriedly left with his lunch box.
When passing by Qiu'er and Zhu'er, Zhu'er quickly swallowed her saliva and said, "Uncle, are there any slaves?"
Luo Qingzhou glanced at the two of them and said, "It should be there. Go in and see for yourself."
Upon hearing this, Zhuer hurriedly entered the kitchen.
Xiaodie had already stood up, went to get a bowl and spoon, and filled a bowl for Miss Qin Er and Nangong Meijiao.
There is still a little left in the pot.
Pearl quickly said: "Xiaodie, mine, my uncle said I have a share too!"
Xiaodie had no choice but to get another bowl, put the last bit in it, and handed it to her.
Pearl immediately took it with a smile on her face and thanked her profusely.
Qiu'er also walked in, sniffed, and looked into the empty pot.
"So hot..."
Zhu'er took a bite and immediately opened her eyes: "Miss, it's so delicious! Is this really made by my uncle?"
Qin Weimo was blowing on it and didn't dare to eat.
Nangong Meijiao frowned, and after taking a bite carefully, her eyes suddenly lit up. She looked down at the porridge of various colors mixed in the bowl, with a touch of surprise and suspicion on her face.
"Sister Qiu'er, let's eat together."
Xiaodie decided to share the bowl of porridge with Qiu'er.
The sound of everyone blowing suddenly sounded in the kitchen.
The aroma and heat immediately spread throughout the kitchen.
Lingchan Moon Palace.
Luo Qingzhou carried the porridge and entered the room to ask.
Xia Chan was lying on the bed with her eyes closed and thinking wildly.
Luo Qingzhou opened the lunch box, took out the bowl and spoon, filled a bowl, walked to the bed and said: "Chanchan, get up and eat."
Xia Chan opened her eyes, looked at him blankly, suddenly moved her nose, and looked at the bowl in his hand.
"Preserved egg, pork and vegetable porridge, it's very fragrant. My uncle cooked it for you personally."
Luo Qingzhou stretched out his hand to help her up, then took a spoonful, blew on it, handed it to her mouth, and said, "Taste it."
Xia Chan glanced at him, then opened her mouth and carefully took a small bite.
The porridge is sticky and melts in your mouth, and a sweet taste immediately fills your mouth.
Xia Chan was stunned for a moment, swallowed it, and looked at his bowl again.
Luo Qingzhou quickly scooped up a second spoonful, blew it for a while, and then handed it to her mouth.
This time, Xia Chan took all the porridge in the spoon in one mouthful.
Luo Qingzhou dug out the third spoonful, blew it, and said: "Chanchan, how is your craftsmanship? Is it delicious?"
Xia Chan glanced at him, swallowed the porridge in her mouth, and whispered: "Yeah."
"If it tastes good, eat more."
Seeing that she liked it, Luo Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief and continued to feed her.
Soon, half a bowl of porridge was gone.
While Luo Qingzhou was feeding, Xia Chan suddenly looked at the door.
Luo Qingzhou turned around and looked.
The door was empty, nothing.
"Bailing shouldn't come back so soon. There's no need to wait for her. She's not a patient, so she's not qualified to eat the porridge cooked by my uncle.
Luo Qingzhou complained and continued to feed her.
Xia Chan stopped eating and whispered: "Here, give it to Miss, a bowl."
Luo Qingzhou was slightly startled when he heard this and said, "Can the eldest lady eat it? She shouldn't eat the porridge I cooked, right?"
Xia Chan felt her brows, and her tone seemed to be pleading: "Go."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and without any further hesitation, he immediately handed the bowl into her hand, stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go over there."
He went to get the bowl and spoon, poured the last portion into the bowl, then left the room and took it to the back garden.
In the pavilion in the back garden.
Miss Qin, dressed in a snow-white dress, was sitting there, reading a book quietly.
Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, then walked over with the porridge, entered the pavilion, and said: "Miss, do you want to take a few bites of the porridge I just made?"
Qin Jianjia raised her head, glanced at him, then looked at the porridge in his hand, but said nothing.
Luo Qingzhou waited for a while, and when he was about to leave, she said calmly: "Put it down."
Luo Qingzhou quickly put the porridge on the stone table in front of her, then said goodbye and left.
The tempting smell of swallowing quickly spread throughout the pavilion
Qin Jianjia stared at the porridge in the bowl for a while, then lowered his head and continued reading.
In the front hall.
The sun has set and night has fallen,
The maids lit oil lamps and candles, and blew lanterns on the walkers.
Song Ruyue, Qin Wenzheng, and Qin Chuan waited and waited. The food they were waiting for was almost cold, but no one came.
Song Ruyue immediately said angrily: "Mei'er, didn't you say that the second lady went to call them? Where are they?"
Mei'er lowered her head and said with a grimace, "My slave... I don't know."
Zuo Wenzheng frowned and said, "Go and have a look."
Just as Meier was about to leave, Song Ruyue immediately said angrily: "I'll go by myself!"
After saying that, he walked out angrily.
She spent half a day, enduring the oil stains, cooking the food herself, but no one came to eat it. How disgusting!
She took several maids with her and quickly arrived at Meixiang Garden
The courtyard door is closed.
It was empty, no one was there.
She quickly brought people with her to the Banished Immortal Residence.
"Um?"
As soon as I walked to the door of Banished Immortal Residence, I suddenly smelled an alluring fragrance.
At the same time, the lights were on inside,
She was stunned for a moment, and immediately walked in aggressively. When she saw the lights on in the kitchen and someone talking, she quickly walked into the kitchen.
"What are you doing here? The food is almost cold, you..."
The words in her mouth suddenly stopped and she looked at the bowl in her daughter's hand and the bowls in the hands of everyone in the kitchen.
When she broke in, Nangong Meijiao also said: "Go call that guy back and make another pot. I'm not full yet."
"You guys--what do you want to eat?"
She was stunned for a moment, then walked over, only to find that everyone's bowls were empty, and the pots were also empty.
But there was an alluring smell floating throughout the kitchen.
There was still some left in Miss Qin's bowl and she hadn't finished eating yet. When she saw her rushing in with an angry look on her face, she immediately realized and apologized weakly: "Mother, I'm sorry, I forgot that you are still waiting in front. With..."
"What's in your bowl?"
Although Song Ruyue was angry, her curiosity was aroused by the fragrance floating in the air and the unfinished expressions on several people's faces.
Miss Qin Er said: "Porridge, the porridge cooked by my brother-in-law is very fragrant. Would you like to try it, mother?"
After saying that, he quickly took another spoonful
Song Ruyue was stunned when she heard this: "Luo Qingzhou cooked it? He knows how to cook porridge?"
Then his face darkened: "Who allowed him to cook? His hand is for reading and writing, the hand for taking the first prize? Who allowed him to cook and do such low-level things?"
The kitchen was completely silent, and no one dared to speak anymore.
Song Ruyue took the bowl angrily, glanced down, picked up a spoon, took a spoonful, and sneered: "He is just a scholar who is not diligent about his body and grain, but I don't believe that the porridge he cooks can be delicious. Where to go!"
After that, I took a bite.
Lingchan Moon Palace.
Luo Qingzhou finished feeding Xia Chan the porridge, and seeing her unfinished expression as if she still wanted to eat, he said softly: "You can't eat too much at one time. I'll make it for you tomorrow. I'll wait for Bai Ling to get the medicine and come back later." I’ll make you some medicine and go to bed early tonight. You should be fine tomorrow.”
Xia Chan lowered her head and said "Oh".
Luo Qingzhou went over to put down the bowl and spoon, walked to the bed and sat down, holding her little hand. Just when he was about to talk to her for a while, Mei'er and Zhu'er suddenly shouted loudly from outside: "Uncle! Uncle! Come out quickly. !"
When Luo Qingzhou heard this, his expression changed, and he stood up quickly and said, "Chanchan, you have a good rest. I'll go out and see what's going on."
He immediately took the lunch box and left the house.
Mei'er and Zhu'er stood at the door of the small courtyard. They didn't dare to come in without permission. They just shouted anxiously outside.
Luo Qingzhou immediately walked down the corridor quickly and asked quickly: "What's wrong? The second lady fainted again?"
Meier said quickly: "No, it's madam! Uncle, madam asked you to go back and make porridge for the princess, who is not full yet."
Zhu'er also said: "Uncle, my slaves are not full, and everyone is not full."
Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment after hearing this, slowed down, and asked doubtfully: "Is there no cooking in the kitchen tonight? Didn't I see Madam cooking?"
Neither of them said anything more, and hurriedly urged: "Uncle, hurry up, the madam and the princess are still waiting."
Luo Qingzhou had no choice but to carry the food and follow them back to Qingxianju.
Not long after.
Smoke was rising from the kitchen chimney again.
Front lobby.
Zuo Wenzheng and Qin Chuan sat in front of a table full of food, smelling the aroma of the food and feeling the food change from hot to cold, and their hungry stomachs growled.
Qin Chuan couldn't help complaining: "Why aren't you here? Dad, why don't we eat first? I have to go back to practice martial arts.
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Zuo Wenzheng immediately glared at him and reprimanded: "There are no rules! Your mother is cooking tonight to thank Meijiao. Meijiao didn't come, why don't you give it a try?"
Qin Chuan frowned and said weakly: "The child just talked and didn't move."
After a while.
Qin Chuan couldn't help it anymore and said, "Dad, just wait, I'll go take a look behind you."
After that, leave quickly.
Qin Wenzheng was so hungry that he had to drink tea continuously.
As a result, after waiting for another long time, not to mention that no one else came, even Qin Chuan was gone forever.
"The traitor!"
He shouted angrily, stood up, and went to the backyard angrily.
While Luo Qingzhou was counting the porridge, Song Ruyue took a group of people to Lingchan Moon Palace to visit the sick Xia Chan.
In the back garden.
The porcelain bowl on the stone table is already empty.
Bailu came back after grabbing the medicine and saw everyone gathered in Ludanmu Palace. He was stunned for a moment and quickly went to take the medicine.
After everyone watched Xia Chan finish the medicine, Fang suddenly remembered that the porridge should be ready.
So, everyone hugged Song Ruyue and rushed to the banished immortal residence again.
When they came to Banxianju and walked quickly into the studio, Fang was shocked to see Tai Wenzheng squatting on the ground next to the stove, sweating profusely, wolfing down porridge in the "chiwenchiliu".
Most of the porridge I taught you in the pot has gone.
