"Ah, that's a coincidence. Someone just gave me a free-range chicken at home, and it's already been stewed."
Feng Chuyue didn't pick up anything, but looked at Mrs. Wang apologetically.
"Grandma Wang, thank you, but we have already made chicken soup tonight. You should take this back and give it to your family."
The smile on Mrs. Wang's face couldn't be maintained for an instant.
Why is there already chicken stew?
She poked her head inside, wanting to find out something, but unfortunately, Manshu had no intention of letting her in.
"I've brought it here, aren't there guests at your house?
It’s also good to have an extra bowl of soup.”
"Moreover, I also stewed tonic into this soup, which can nourish the body."
Mrs. Wang didn't want to give up just like that.
This courtyard looks very beautiful from the outside, so wouldn't it be very spacious where you live?
Thinking about it, my grandson can have fun in the yard in the future. Compared with the dilapidated old house of my son-in-law's house, I don't know how much better it is.
"Ah, then I can't even take it. My body is in a hospital, but the doctor said I can't take supplements randomly."
Mrs. Wang said to herself that this little girl is too ignorant.
Why are you so stubborn? You don't know how to adapt at all.
"Then give it to your grandpa. Your grandpa is old and needs to replenish his body."
Manshu almost couldn't hold back her laughter.
Anyway, this bowl of soup must be left at her house today, right?
"Thank you, Grandma Wang, for your kindness. If I delay it any longer, it will be my fault."
"Don't leave in a hurry. My chef grandma's cooking is delicious. I'll go to the kitchen and bring you some of her cooking."
Mrs. Wang didn't care whether the chef's food was delicious or not. Her eyes lit up and she thought it was just right. This is courtesy!
Manshu went to the kitchen to find Grandma Liu and said that someone gave her a bowl of chicken soup as a gift, so she would give her something in return.
Grandma Liu brought her the freshly made pancakes.
It's a bit like Indian flying pancakes, with fried fish.
"This kind of small fish is actually the most delicious. It is spicy and crispy. It is very popular. I fry it as an appetizer."
"You taste it first."
Grandma Liu asked Manshu to take one and try it first.
Man Shuzhen took one, took a bite, and immediately nodded: "Well, it tastes very good."
It was really good. She gave Grandma Liu a thumbs up.
"There is also this pancake with bananas in it. I want to make two snacks. The small fish is spicy, and this one is sweet."
Grandma Liu is very happy that her craftsmanship has been recognized.
Of course, she is also very confident.
Over the years, her cooking skills have always been praised.
Manshu nodded and took away some of both.
There was a big pot of fried small fish, but it was insignificant to take away such a bowl.
Not to mention pancakes.
As soon as Manshu came out with the bowl, Mrs. Wang could already smell the fragrance.
Her expression changed slightly.
The homemade chicken soup is just ordinary.
Maybe because of the use of native chicken, the soup will be more fragrant.
But this is not a taste that can only be made with ingredients.
I don’t know, I thought it was made by some chef.
"Why is this so embarrassing?
I originally came to visit you as a patient and bring you a bowl of soup, but instead I had to carry it home."
Mrs. Wang was a little embarrassed because her hands were stuffed, but her words were beautiful.
That's right, how can it be that the old lady guarding the canteen can't speak?
"What's this?"
Manshu smiled and said, "You can think of me even if you stew chicken, so why shouldn't I reciprocate the favor?"