In the early Ming Dynasty, he claimed to have made great achievements and asked for credit in front of Wen Moqing.
Wen Moqing felt more and more disgusted when she saw Mingchu like this.
She often regretted why she had obeyed him. If she had married Dongling Luo with a perfect body, the child in her belly would not have been born. If it was a boy, he would be the heir apparent of the future palace.
Not only does he not have to suffer this sin, he can also be more valuable than his mother and his son, and his status has been improved to a higher level.
But now.
Wen Moqing had to hook up with Mingchu.
In case he leaked even a little bit of information.
When the time comes, she will die without a burial place.
then.
Wen Moqing endured the nausea in her heart.
Looking towards the beginning of Ming Dynasty affectionately.
"Brother Chu, fortunately you are here."
After saying that, he pressed himself into Mingchu's arms with a happy face.
However, when I looked up at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty.
Wen Moqing's eyes showed a fierce light, and murderous intent suddenly appeared.
kitchen.
There was a clanking sound from the chopping board.
When Hongxiu came in, she saw Xia Tan'er wearing an apron and chopping meat with a big knife in both hands.
That posture was quite cathartic, with a serious look on his face and a fierce light in his eyes, as if he was about to chop the person down.
Hongxiu paused at the door.
Still go forward.
"Miss, the Prime Minister and the Young Master have returned home."
"Boom."
As soon as he finished speaking, the big knife struck the chopping board hard.
Xia Tan'er lowered her hands, wiped them on her apron, picked up the ball of meat, and placed it in a porcelain bowl.
"Um."
She responded coldly.
He turned around and walked to the stove with the bowl of minced meat.
Hong Xiu looked at Xia Tan'er's back and felt heartbroken.
When they were in the hall earlier, she heard Xia Zhao's curse words without missing a word.
I never expected that there would be such a stupid father in this world.
No wonder Lu Yimo would reconcile with him, but he might not be able to bear it anymore.
The more she felt sorry for Xia Tan'er, the more Hongxiu wanted to take care of Xia Tan'er.
I saw Xia Tan'er boiling water in a pot.
Hong Xiu hurriedly walked up.
"Miss, I'll light the fire."
"Um."
This little girl actually has something in her eyes.
She can't handle it alone, so it won't hurt to find someone to help.
"I want both pots."
"Yes, miss."
A pot is used to boil water for cooking noodles later.
The other pot is naturally for frying the ingredients.
The food in Dongling is always bland, not even much oil or water, which makes people lose their appetite at all.
Even when he lived at Song Lingcheng's place, he was boiled every time, and he ate a diet meal as if it were a diet.
Xia Tan'er is not used to eating.
In modern times, calories are most needed for daily operations, let alone marching in the wild. You really need to eat whatever is needed to replenish energy.
What's more, she is pregnant with a child now.
My mouth has no taste, so I want to eat something with strong taste.
Not to mention all kinds of greasy and spicy ones, a bowl of noodle soup with some oil and water is also enough.
Therefore, she cooked today not only to let Uncle Nine Emperors appreciate her cooking skills, but most importantly, to satisfy her own appetite.
There was a crash.
The minced meat was poured into the big pot.
Oil sizzles.
Stir fry.
The fragrance immediately hits your nostrils.
Hongxiu, who was making a fire there, couldn't help but stand up when he smelled the fragrance.
"Miss, it smells so good."
The eyes that looked at her were filled with desire.
Xia Tan'er chuckled.
"Little glutton, make a good fire and prepare your share."
"Thank you, miss. Thank you, miss."
I really didn't expect that I could eat different and delicious food by Xia Tan'er's side.
Hong Xiu was extremely happy.
The minced meat is fried.
The dough I kneaded earlier is almost awake.
Xia Tan'er walked to the table.
Knead the dough just now one by one.
After kneading into a large series of long strips.
She cut several portions of dumplings with a knife.
Rub together again.
Not a moment.
The dough became a long strip.
I saw Xia Tan'er grabbing both ends, flicking them on the table, then bringing them together, and flicking them again.
Repeat comes and goes.
Suddenly, many, many more faces appeared out of thin air.
The noodles are as thin as hair.
Xia Tan'er plucked both ends, held the large pile of noodles, and dropped them into the boiling pot.
Use long chopsticks to stir it up a few times.
Xia Tan'er put in a few more vegetable leaves.
Then he lifted the lid of the pot and put it on/
Then I poured some oil into the pot where the meat had just been fried.
Grab three eggs.
I knocked it down one after another and sprinkled a little salt.
Wait until the poached eggs are formed.
Then scoop up the hot water for cooking noodles next to it and pour it into it.
The soup instantly turned white.
After a while, the noodles were cooked.
Xia Tan'er set up three large bowls, put salt, monosodium glutamate, and soy sauce in each, and mixed some lard in each.
Wait for the water to boil.
Take a big spoon and drink it.
The white soup was dyed with soy sauce and the lard was melted, making it instantly shiny.
Then put the ramen noodles inside, add the cooked vegetables, and put the poached eggs respectively.
The three bowls of noodles look like ink paintings.
Presented in front of Hong Xiu's eyes.
"This bowl is yours. I will take the remaining two bowls back to the room to eat."
"Yes, miss!"
Xia Tan'er looked at Hongxiu's impatient look.
Couldn't help but bring up a smile.
Maybe this is the meaning of cooking.
In the past, she only learned to cook various dishes to satisfy her appetite.
Now I look at someone who is extremely satisfied when they eat the food they cooked.
It was a lie to say that it was a lie, and Xia Tan'er's heart was filled with warmth at this moment.
She placed the two bowls of noodles together on the tray and took out two more spoons and chopsticks.
He picked it up and went back to his room.
Along the way.
Fragrant and fragrant.
The secret guards hiding in the corner couldn't help but twitch their index fingers.
I hate that I am on duty right now, otherwise I would have to go to Hong Xiu’s and have a taste of what this noodle tastes like.
The footsteps outside the room got closer and closer.
Dong Lingjiu's ears twitched.
Busy cleaning up everything that was messed up just now.
The moment Xia Tan'er entered the room, she immediately ran back to the bed.
Pretend that nothing has happened, continue to sit cross-legged, close your eyes and relax.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, put on your clothes and come out for lunch."
"Um."
To cover up his panic, Dong Lingjiu's voice returned to its usual cold tone.
He rustled a lot.
Wearing a pair of obscene clothes, he got off the bed.
Xia Tan'er turned around and saw this scene.
For a moment, it was as if the two were an ordinary couple.
The husband had just gotten up, and his wife had already brought breakfast. The two of them were eating together in this small room, chatting, and living happily.
Although she had no intention of washing her hands and making soup, once in a while, it was quite a couple's interest.
Dong Lingjiu looked at Xia Tan'er looking at him in a daze.
When he walked up to her, he couldn't help but flick her forehead.
But just after playing, Dong Lingjiu felt a little regretful.
Even he himself was a little surprised.
He would actually do something so intimate with Xia Tan'er as the Nine Emperors Uncle, completely forgetting the seriousness and nobility that comes with this identity.
