Mo Ronyan sneered: "Ha, he is not worthy of my son dirtying his hands."
Su Ruotang raised his hand and threw a piece of silver to Ah Fu, pointing to the oven-roasted tea stall across the lake, "I want oven-roasted tea."
Ah Fu caught the money and rolled his eyes, "Go and buy it yourself."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and planned to throw the money back to Su Ruotang.
At this moment, Su Ruotang turned around and looked at him quietly, "You don't want to get an acupuncture?"
Ah Fu paused in throwing the silver.
His young master's brain is still in her hands.
People under the eaves have to bow their heads.
He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth to squeeze out a few words, "I don't sell ovens."
Su Ruotang was disgusted: "Are you brainless?"
Afu: "???"
Su Ruotang: "Money can make things work, but if it doesn't work, it means the money is not enough."
Afu: "????"
Su Ruotang: "You have to pay for the oven yourself. By the way, remember to buy some fresh milk. It's not good to just make tea with it."
Under Su Ruotang's coercion, Ah Fu accepted his fate and went to buy an oven.
People around: ╮(╯_╰)╭
Sure enough, beautiful people have brain problems.
Boil tea and milk together?
Are you sure you won't get food poisoning after eating it?
Enthusiastic people immediately ran to the medicine shop, always ready to save someone's life.
Mo Ronyan slowly typed a question mark: "Xiao Haitang, milk is used to make tea. Do you want to poison him?"
He raised his chin at Xing Nanye.
Not that he doubted it.
It was the third prince's concubine's cooking skills that amazed him.
When the Emperor of Heaven opens a door, he will surely close a window.
The door he opened to the third prince's concubine was a poison-healing poison.
The closed window is cooking.
In the third prince's mansion, the third prince's concubine felt that it was hard for him to handle official duties in court, so she cooked the dishes herself.
The chefs and cooks experienced unforgettable moments.
Deer hooves stewed with reed flowers.
The color is black and shiny, comparable to freshly dug coal.
The flowers and hooves are really hard to see.
Stir-fried pig brains with fresh river prawns.
Darker than the previous dish.
The pig brains were fried like mud from the bottom of a lake that hadn't been cleaned for a century.
As for the fresh river shrimp...
Have fun swimming in the water tank.
Forgot to put it.
Not long after, Ah Fu came with a few people, carrying an oven, a teapot, milk, and various fruits and pastries.
Su Ruotang glanced at it: "Where is Bingtang?"
"Here." Ah Fu pointed to the plate in the woman's hand.
"Roast the tea leaves until fragrant, then pour water in and boil. When the tea leaves are simmered, add milk, rock sugar, and rose petals."
Su Ruotang pointed to the longan and oranges on the plate: "Put these on and bake them."
Ah Fu's hands shook and he almost threw away the fruit he was holding.
His forehead twitched hard: "Mrs. Rong, fruits cannot be baked."
Su Ruotang disliked his long hair and short knowledge, "You deserve it, you don't deserve to taste delicious food."
She was too lazy to pay attention to Ah Fu and directed people to put things away, "Ayan, help me bake it. Once it's soft, you can eat it."
In her previous life, she would go to a quiet courtyard after work.
Order some fruits, a pot of tea, and roast tea by the fire.
Mo Ronyan looked at the longans and oranges hesitantly and then picked them, still with dew on them, "Little Begonia, why don't you let these fruits go."
Su Ruotang looked at him sideways and crossed his arms, "Toast or not?"
No baking, sleep on the street tonight.
After understanding the threat in the clear black and white eyes of the third prince, the third prince Dongqi fell silent.
He silently took the longans and oranges and placed them on the oven where the charcoal fire had been lit.
Afu roasted tea is ready to be brewed.
Xing Nanye bit her spoon, looked at the crooked bird on the drawing board, and curled her lips in frustration.
Phoenix is so difficult.
He turned around and looked at Daddy in aggrieved manner.
He happened to meet Su Ruotang's eyes.
His teeth loosened and the spoon fell to the drawing board with a clatter.
He quickly picked up the spoon and began to draw the turtle.
The phoenix and the turtle are both animals.
Daddy must like turtles.
I don't like hairy chickens.
When the elderly doctor was brought by the warm-hearted people——
The imagined poisoning incident did not happen.
In the air, in addition to the sweetness of the sugar paintings, there is also a fragrance of fruit and milk.
Su Ruotang held a longan in her mouth and blew the hot air: "It's so hot, so hot..."
Mo Ronyan fed the peeled longan to her lips and took the longan from her palm, "I didn't expect that the fruit would have a special flavor after being roasted."
Su Ruotang raised her eyebrows proudly: "Next time I cook, I will make you new dishes."
Mo Rongyan shook his hands: "Goodbye, kitchen fumes are harmful to fairies' skin."
Su Ruotang turned over the orange: "It's not a big problem if I cook once in a while."
Mo Ronyan: "..." You don't have a big problem, the big problem is us.
Ah Fu was boiling the roasted milk and looked at Su Ruotang in surprise, "I didn't expect Mrs. Rong to be so good at cooking due to her high status."
Su Ruotang raised her chin proudly: "That's natural. There's nothing a fairy can't learn."
The people on the side imitated her roasting tea around the stove and couldn't wait to peel a longan.
Ignore the heat and put it in your mouth.
The next moment, his eyes lit up and he continued to peel off one, "It's delicious!"
The people who were with him tasted one without belief.
Then he joined the longan grabbing army.
Xing Nanye smelled the aroma of roasted fruit, took a sip, and looked at Mo Ronyan expectantly, "Daddy, Ye Ye wants to eat it too."
Mo Ronyan's thin and clean fingers were peeling roasted oranges for the third prince's concubine.
Hearing this, he said without raising his eyes, "Peel it yourself."
Xing Nanye looked at the red fingertips, and his soft fox eyes turned aqua.
Just one glance makes people feel distressed.
He bit the corner of his lip and sobbed softly, "Daddy, my fingers hurt."
Mo Rongyan placed the peeled oranges on the porcelain plate in front of the third princess, and looked at Xing Nanye, "What do you want to eat?"
Xing Nanye's eyes suddenly lit up.
He pointed to the longan and roasted milk: "Eat the longan and drink grandma."
A faint smile appeared on the corners of Mo Ronyan's lips, and his voice was clear and clear, "Promise me one thing, and I'll give it to you."