The environment in which he grew up was different, so he couldn't afford to pick things.
Nowadays, these bad habits are not all acquired through habit.
Rong Chu raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Do you think I will eat food that has been reheated?"
"Then..." she asked cautiously, with a sweet smile on her lips.
At this moment, in order to get Chonghua's letter, she could only please Rong Chu.
"There is no need to trouble the cook at this time. You will cook for me personally."
It was so surprising that the word trouble came out of Rong Chu's mouth.
As long as he thinks about it, it will be a big trouble, and he can't think about others.
Even if he asked the chef to cook ten or twenty times a day, he would not feel like it would bother others at all.
After all, isn't it just to let her cook?
Mu Yanxi nodded without much thought. If she could get Chonghua's letter, what would it matter if she cooked for Rong Chu once?
"What would you like to eat, Your Highness?"
There is a small kitchen in Yuliu Garden.
As for ingredients, if you need anything, just go to the kitchen and pick it up immediately.
Rong Chu raised his eyelids and tapped his fingers lightly on the table, "Don't be too greasy. As for the dishes, you can just decide what to do. You should know a thing or two about my taste."
There was a time when she cooked for Rong Chu.
So she still somewhat understands Rong Chu's taste.
He prefers lighter food.
But, it makes the taste very strange.
Not only does the food list need to be fresh and delicious, but he won't like it if the taste is too bland.
Therefore, how to match the seasonings well is the most difficult point.
Mu Yanxi thought for a while, and several dishes quickly came to mind.
A vegetable roll, a shredded lettuce with shrimp oil, a braised hericium with magnolia slices, chunks of seabass with chestnut rice, and finally a seaweed, lotus leaf and bamboo shoot soup.
He also asked someone to cut fresh bamboo to make a bamboo tube stewed rice.
Four dishes and one soup, all delicious and delicious.
The freshly cooked bamboo tube rice exudes an attractive fragrance.
On the dinner table.
Rong Chu silently enjoyed the results of her hard work for half an hour.
Mu Yanxi sat aside quietly until the old man took the last sip of the soup, put down the bowl and chopsticks with satisfaction, took out the brocade handkerchief in his arms and wiped the corners of his lips elegantly, then she asked tentatively, "Your Highness,
Are you...satisfied?"
In fact, she didn't even need to ask.
Rong Chu's appetite has never been big.
It’s already good to have a bowl of rice every time.
He finished one bowl of the bamboo rice she had stewed just now and added half a bowl.
As for the other dishes on the table, each portion was one-third less.
This is a good situation for the extremely picky Rong Chu.
Mu Yanxi cooked this meal very carefully.
Although it is not a big meal, it is still taken extremely seriously.
Rong Chu nodded and said lightly, "It's acceptable."
It's acceptable again...
You are still tall!!
Will saying two more words kill someone?
I obviously like it very much, but I always say something arrogant and arrogant about how it's okay.
Mu Yanxi held back her anger and carefully apologized with a smile, "Then...Ciyue's letter?"
"Ciyue?"
Rong Chu laughed angrily, "It's really affectionate to scream."
Er...
Mu Yanxi silently wiped away the black lines on her forehead.
Whatever she calls Chonghua and how affectionate she calls her, it has nothing to do with him, right?
As long as she didn't shout so affectionately in front of other people, wouldn't it be enough to cooperate with him in acting to the outside world? The environment where she grew up was different, so there was no way she could help him pick things out.
Nowadays, these bad habits are not all acquired through habit.
Rong Chu raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Do you think I will eat food that has been reheated?"
"Then..." she asked cautiously, with a sweet smile on her lips.
At this moment, in order to get Chonghua's letter, she could only please Rong Chu.
"There is no need to trouble the cook at this time. You will cook for me personally."
It was so surprising that the word trouble came out of Rong Chu's mouth.
As long as he thinks about it, it will be a big trouble, and he can't think about others.
Even if he asked the chef to cook ten or twenty times a day, he would not feel like it would bother others at all.
After all, isn't it just to let her cook?
Mu Yanxi nodded without much thought. If she could get Chonghua's letter, what would it matter if she cooked for Rong Chu once?
"What would you like to eat, Your Highness?"
There is a small kitchen in Yuliu Garden.
As for ingredients, if you need anything, just go to the kitchen and pick it up immediately.
Rong Chu raised his eyelids and tapped his fingers lightly on the table, "Don't be too greasy. As for the dishes, you can just decide what to do. You should know a thing or two about my taste."
There was a time when she cooked for Rong Chu.
So she still somewhat understands Rong Chu's taste.
He prefers lighter food.
But, it makes the taste very strange.
Not only does the food list need to be fresh and delicious, but he won't like it if the taste is too bland.
Therefore, how to match the seasonings well is the most difficult point.
Mu Yanxi thought for a while, and several dishes quickly came to mind.
A vegetable roll, a shredded lettuce with shrimp oil, a braised hericium with magnolia slices, chunks of seabass with chestnut rice, and finally a seaweed, lotus leaf and bamboo shoot soup.
He also asked someone to cut fresh bamboo to make a bamboo tube stewed rice.
Four dishes and one soup, all delicious and delicious.
The freshly cooked bamboo tube rice exudes an attractive fragrance.
On the dinner table.
Rong Chu silently enjoyed the results of her hard work for half an hour.
Mu Yanxi sat aside quietly until the old man took the last sip of the soup, put down the bowl and chopsticks with satisfaction, took out the brocade handkerchief in his arms and wiped the corners of his lips elegantly, then she asked tentatively, "Your Highness,
Are you...satisfied?"
In fact, she didn't even need to ask.
Rong Chu's appetite has never been big.
It’s already good to have a bowl of rice every time.
He finished one bowl of the bamboo rice she had stewed just now and added half a bowl.
As for the other dishes on the table, each portion was one-third less.
This is a good situation for the extremely picky Rong Chu.
Mu Yanxi cooked this meal very carefully.
Although it is not a big meal, it is still taken extremely seriously.
Rong Chu nodded and said lightly, "It's acceptable."
It's acceptable again...
You are still tall!!
Will saying two more words kill someone?
I obviously like it very much, but I always say something arrogant and arrogant about how it's okay.
Mu Yanxi held back her anger and carefully apologized with a smile, "Then...Ciyue's letter?"
"Ciyue?"
Rong Chu laughed angrily, "It's really affectionate to scream."
Er...
Mu Yanxi silently wiped away the black lines on her forehead.
Whatever she calls Chonghua and how affectionate she calls her, it has nothing to do with him, right?
As long as she doesn't shout so affectionately in front of other people, isn't it okay to cooperate with him in acting to the outside world?