Just smelling the fragrance makes me have an appetite.
"You can't eat greasy meat these days. You can only eat light food. Porridge is most suitable for your current physical condition. Come on, try it." Duan Zhaoan can go along with Gu Chen in other matters, but it concerns Gu Chen's health, so
He would never go along with what she wanted. After mixing it, he handed it over and said, "Take a few bites first to warm your stomach."
The pumpkin is golden in color, the rice grains are boiled until they are broken into pieces, and it is glutinous white and thick golden. It really makes you appetite when you look at it.
He has already served him well enough, and it would be hypocritical for her to refuse him again.
If you can't avoid something, don't hide it. Eat some porridge... Just because you don't like it doesn't mean you can't eat it.
After Gu Chen took the thermos cup and took a sip, his slender eyes suddenly lit up, and his eyes were so bright that they could reflect the moon on the horizon. "This is Aunt Ren's craftsmanship? You...where did you find it?"
An expert?"
Aunt Ren was taking care of Ni Qianling and her son in Beijing. No matter how he thought about it, Gu Chen would never have thought that this would be the porridge cooked by Aunt Ren.
Before he could answer, Gu Chen had already eaten a few mouthfuls. The temperature was right, the texture was soft and glutinous, and it tasted just like the porridge he drank at Duan's house.
"It's delicious?" Duan Zhaoan was sitting casually, with his slender legs slightly raised, looking casually and lazily at Gu Chen, whose head was almost buried in the thermos cup, and his thin and sexy lips were raised.
A deep smile burst out.
Gu Chenshao said he took five spoonfuls in a row, took out a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth, nodded and said: "It's really delicious. It tastes similar to the one made by Aunt Ren. But..."
Duan Zhaoan looked up and down in a casual manner, "But what?"
"But there are still some differences. It tastes similar to Aunt Ren's, but the dough is not as soft and glutinous as Aunt Ren's craftsmanship. It is very good for experts among the people to be able to do this."
Her serious comments made Duan Zhaoan laugh inexplicably. Well, such a high comment is indeed a surprise.
Tender pampering flashed through the depths of his dark, cold eyes. Seeing that she was dabbing a thin line of Nansi porridge on the corner of her mouth, he took out a tissue and wiped the corner of her mouth naturally. He looked at her with eyes like
He became softer and softer, "It's good that I didn't disappoint you."
A very indifferent sentence, but Gu Chen suddenly looked up at him, not suspicious, but asked in surprise, "...you...you did it?"
"Is it weird?" Her expression undoubtedly pleased him even more, and his slender fingers pinched her nose unconsciously, "I can do a lot of things, including cooking, but I don't have much use for my skills.
"
Just now, I thought it was not as soft and glutinous as Aunt Ren's. Now, Gu Chen's mouth moved slightly, savoring the fragrance of the porridge lingering between his lips and teeth, "It's amazing, it's amazing! The problem is, where do you have time to cook it? In the kitchen.
Woolen cloth?"
"While you're taking your confession, let me use the kitchen of the hotel next door." She was satisfied, and it was worth it for him to keep busy.
He finished the explanation in an understatement, but he didn't know that in order to make her appetite better, when she was recording her confession, he rushed outside and asked three restaurants in a row. Which one he finally borrowed happened to be a family from Beijing.
The locals were very generous and lent him a stove during the breakfast rush.
So, with the addition of a man like him, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall and had an extraordinary bearing, the originally small kitchen became so cramped that not even the two cooks dared to show off.
What I bought was rice specially grown by the boss in your province, as well as his own old pumpkins. I called back to Beijing and asked Aunt Ren for advice while washing the rice, washing the pumpkins..., peeling them and dicing them finely.
