Chapter 444: Blood Sausage and Steamed Blood Cake

"Don't worry, my brother will definitely not kick me out of the house. Besides, I don't do nothing. I was very diligent when it was hot. But now it's too cold and I don't want to move, so I can only work hard." My brother."

Wang Jiajia thought about it after hearing Shi Qinghuan's words, otherwise Shi Qinghuan's family would not have been dealt with so neatly.

Suddenly she was a little envious that Shi Qinghuan had a brother who doted on her, who was much better than the demon king in her family.

Hey~ She really wants to have a brother too!

"What's wrong with you?" Shi Qinghuan saw Wang Jiajia's yearning look and asked Wang Jiajia.

"It's okay, I have something good for you."

"What good stuff?"

"Blood sausage and blood cake." After Wang Jiajia finished speaking, she took out two oil paper bags from her bag and handed them to Shi Qinghuan.

Shi Qinghuan took the oil paper bag Wang Jiajia handed her and did not open it. Because it was not appropriate for her to open it during working hours, she just put them in the drawer.

Then he said to Wang Jiajia: "I know what blood sausage is, but what is that blood cake? Why have I never heard of it?"

"Blood cake is a kind of food made from pig blood. It tastes very good when it is steamed, but it is okay if it is cold. It tastes very good after frying it in some oil. You can try it when you go home at noon."

"Okay, but where did you get the blood cake and blood sausage?"

"My grandma gave it to me. Their village started to hand over pigs for missions, so my grandma killed the remaining pig that was handed over to my family."

"OK, thank you."

"You're welcome, remember to eat quickly, that thing can't stop you."

"good."

When Shi Qinghuan returned home at around eleven o'clock at noon, she saw that Mu Fusheng was not at home, so she took off the bag she was carrying and put it on the sofa.

Then she took off all the hats, gloves, scarves, etc. she was wearing and put them on the sofa. Then she took the blood sausage and blood cakes given by Wang Jiajia to the kitchen to make lunch.

More than half an hour later, Shi Qinghuan came out of the kitchen with fried blood cake. Then she saw Mu Fusheng pushing the door open and entering the living room, so she said to Mu Fusheng, "The meal is ready. Go wash your hands and eat."

After hearing Shi Qinghuan's words, Mu Fusheng said hello, then he put his briefcase on the sofa and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

After he washed his hands and came out of the bathroom, he saw two dishes on the table. She knew one of them, stewed blood sausage with pickled cabbage, but he had never seen the other dark dish.

So he asked his attendant Qinghuan, "What is that?"

"Jianxue Cake, this is my first time making this dish. I don't know if it tastes good."

"It turns out this is steamed blood cake."

"You know this?"

"I heard my grandfather talk about it when I was a child, but I have never seen it or eaten it."

"Then come over here and taste it."

"Okay." After Mu Fusheng said what he wanted to say, he sat down at the dining table, then picked up a piece of steamed blood cake with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

"How's it going? Is it delicious?"

"It's okay, I can eat it."

After hearing Mu Fusheng's words, Shi Qinghuan also picked up a piece of steamed blood cake with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. Well, how should I put it, it's just like Mu Fusheng said, it's okay and edible, but it doesn't suit her taste. taste.

So after she finished eating a piece of blood cake, she never extended her chopsticks to the blood cake again.

Mu Fusheng, like her, didn't really like steamed blood cakes, so the plate of blood cakes she fried was eaten except for two pieces at the beginning.

(End of chapter)