Meng Qing nodded, indicating that he heard it, "It should be what Shopkeeper Li asked him to do. Unexpectedly, Shopkeeper Li moved very quickly. He is indeed a senior carpenter."
"Sister, you've been sleeping for such a long time. Are you hungry? I'll ask Madam Zhang to bring you food."
Zhang Weijun looked at Meng Qing's face and asked. He also stood up and poured a glass of water for Meng Qing.
Meng Qing felt it, but she didn't feel it even if she didn't say it. Now that Zhang Weijun mentioned it, she really felt hungry.
"Well, you can go ahead and give the order. It doesn't need to be too much. I'll just give you some extra. It's quite late so I don't want to mobilize the troops."
"Have you all eaten? What do you think of the skills of the two new cooks?" he asked while taking the water she handed over.
The water temperature is just right, just right for the entrance.
It can be seen that although she has been sleeping, they are always paying attention to her condition.
It shows your heart.
"Thank you for your hard work, you still have to take care of me, a drunkard." After thinking about his situation just now, he shook his head and smiled. He really didn't expect that he would act so eagerly just to drink. He was really not like his past self.
.
Wei Jun came back after giving instructions and answered: "Sister is very good. She is not drunk like other people. She lay down as soon as she came back and slept until now without causing any trouble."
Seeing her relaxed expression, Meng Qing knew that she was telling the truth, and even saw a bit of teasing in her expression.
This made Meng Qing somewhat embarrassed. She coughed twice, cleared her throat, and reminded: "Enough is enough."
Zhang Weijun knew that this was a reminder to her, so he said with a good temper: "Hey, remember it all, I promise there won't be a next time." In fact, his smile was not concealed at all.
Meng Qing lamented, being caught by these little guys, it seemed that he could no longer maintain his majesty as an adult.
Just at this time, a voice came from outside, "Miss, the food ordered by Miss Weijun has been delivered."
The voice sounded like that of the new lady Zhang.
The two people in the room hurriedly said seriously: "Thank you for your hard work, please bring it in."
At the same time, Weijun helped Meng Qing tidy up a little and put a cushion behind her to avoid discomfort.
This was what Madam Zhang saw when she came in. She stood for a while, waited for her adjustment, and then walked over with her things in her hands with a smile.
"Miss, Miss Weijun, this is the white porridge that has been cooked since the afternoon. Miss has just been drunk, so it is the cheapest to eat. Next to it is the radish pickles specially made by Mrs. Li. It tastes great when eaten with porridge."
Meng Qing took a closer look, and sure enough, a casserole of hot white porridge and rice oil had been boiled out. It could be seen that it had been boiling for a long time. In just a moment, the aroma of the rice was released, and Meng Qing couldn't bear the smell.
He yelled twice.
The radish kimchi on the small plate next to it is also very eye-catching. It may be because of the use of soy sauce. The sauce color is very obvious, but it does not cover up the sweetness of the radish itself.
When Zhang Weijun brought it over, Meng Qing started to do it herself. She was such an adult and she didn't need anyone else to feed her.
With one chopstick, he reached for the radish kimchi. When he took a bite, the juice of the radish and the flavor of the marinade exploded in his mouth.
Meng Qing's eyes widened in surprise. The taste was so many times better than what he had eaten before, and he hurriedly served himself a spoonful of white porridge.
The originally tasteless white porridge suddenly became rich and colorful mixed with the fragrance of radish.
After taking one bite after another, my stomach became warm, and even the headache caused by drunkenness was relieved a lot.
Because the food was so sweet, even Wei Jun couldn't help but swallow his saliva after eating. Both of them are simple things, so why did Sister Meng Qing taste so sweet?
Zhang Weijun thought with some doubts.
Madam Zhang was happy. She and Granny Li had cooked a table of dishes before, but Miss Meng, who was actually in charge, didn't eat a single bite. Even though the master next to her agreed, she was still worried. Now she saw Meng Qing eating so deliciously.
, and then I felt relieved.
At the same time, she still had the necessary discernment. Seeing Zhang Weijun's throat rolling slightly, he knew what she was thinking. In fact, Meng Qing's food tasted really delicious. She was also a little hungry, so she thought about making some for herself after returning to the kitchen.
Something to eat.
If a cook doesn't eat secretly, he's still a cook.
At this time, he diligently filled a bowl and brought it to Zhang Weijun, "Miss Weijun, this porridge has been cooked a lot. Come and have a bowl to taste the taste."
I was grateful to Mrs. Li in my heart. If she hadn't reminded her to bring an extra small bowl, I wouldn't have had anything to offer her even if I wanted to be courteous. I suddenly felt that there was still a lot to learn here.
Meng Qing just glanced at them and ignored them. Anyway, there was a lot of porridge in this casserole, and she couldn't finish it by herself.
Seeing that Meng Qing did not object, Zhang Weijun took the bowl.
Following Meng Qing's example, eating porridge and radish pickles is a new world.
No wonder Sister Meng Qing's food tastes so good. It's really delicious.
It is a completely different feeling from the previous hot pot and barbecue. In fact, not only Zhang Weijun, but others are also a little tired of eating. It is rich in oil and red sauce every day. I am small and my stomach can't stand it.
Suddenly a bowl of white porridge came, as if the rain came after a long drought, and my stomach was soothed all of a sudden.
Seeing Zhang Weijun unable to stop, Meng Qing thought for a moment and asked: "Weijun just wanted to eat, there is still more, don't be in a hurry."
Zhang Weijun paused, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and said: "The dinner tastes very good." He first addressed the worried Madam Zhang, and then said: "I wonder if it's because of eating too much meat, but I always feel that there is no such thing.
The white porridge was so sweet that I couldn't help but take a few more bites."
After saying that, my face was still a little red.
After all, Meng Qing had more knowledge than them. She looked at the white porridge in her hand, thoughtfully, and then told Madam Zhang: "Madam Zhang, cook more white porridge tomorrow to clear the stomachs of these boys and girls. They
The food was so good that I can’t stand it anymore.”
“It’s also good to cherish your blessings and maintain your health.”
"Hey, I have taken note of this." Madam Zhang responded hurriedly. When she saw both of them stopped, she knew they were done eating.
I quickly packed up my things and found that both the porridge and radish kimchi were empty.
I am happy in my heart.
Shi Shiran went back to the kitchen to tell Mrs. Li the good news.
Zhang Weijun, who was staying in the room, suddenly burped, and she panicked and covered her mouth.
Meng Qing smiled and said: "What are you doing when you cover your face? It stops hiccups. It's not like I haven't seen it before."
They had nothing before and had seen each other in various ways.
Zhang Weijun felt very embarrassed when he thought about the past, but hiccups are something that cannot be controlled.
Otherwise, she simply couldn't stop at this point.
I thought in despair, could this be the punishment for her gluttony?
"If you don't get up quickly and take a few steps, what will happen if you keep beating me like this?" Seeing that Zhang Weijun kept hiccupping, Meng Qing jumped out of bed and pulled Zhang Weijun to ask her to walk more.