Du Xiaoqin had no choice but to say to Yun Qiao: "Then take more care of Miss Jiang. It's cold outside, come back early."
Yun Qiao: "I know, Mom."
Xi Wenzhan, who was studying the piano, glanced here and snorted coldly; Lin Xie had already sensed something was wrong and did not dare to say a word.
On this day, Xi Wenqing, who had to wander outside for a long time after school, came back early.
As soon as he came back, he asked: "Where is Teacher Lin?"
The servant said that Lin Xie came today in the morning and had already left. During the spring break, Teacher Lin would come to make up lessons for Xi Wenzhan in the morning, not after school.
Xi Wenqing was very disappointed.
Suddenly he also wanted to learn piano.
The servant felt that Xi Wenqing had unusual enthusiasm for Teacher Lin, who was six years older than him, and was frightened. If the fourth wife found out about this, she would definitely lose her temper.
Yun Qiao and Jiang Yanyu went out and had a sumptuous lunch. In the afternoon, Jiang Yanyu wanted to go to the bookstore.
Yun Qiao also wants to go shopping for some new books.
"If you want to buy English books, you have to go to the bookstore in front of Yancheng University. You can buy them there." Jiang Yanyu said with a very experienced look, "There are big bookstores over there. Let's go, maybe we can meet them.
My brother."
Yun Qiao had no objection.
The two of them spent most of the day shopping in the bookstore, each buying a few books. When they came out, they met Jiang Yanjin, who also wanted to buy a book.
"...Why are you here?" Jiang Yanjin was surprised, "You came to see me?"
"No, let's buy books." Yun Qiao said.
They happened to meet each other. They waited for Mr. Jiang for a while, waited for him to choose a book, and left together.
Mr. Jiang wants to treat a guest to dinner: "What do you two want to eat? Let's eat and then go back."
"I want to have a bowl of fish noodle soup." Yun Qiao said.
Mr. Jiang and Ms. Jiang are from the north and are used to beef and mutton noodles. They have never eaten fish soup noodles. They were surprised: "Is there any place that sells this kind of noodles?"
"There are many." Yun Qiao said, "Drive around the streets and look for them."
Soon, Young Master Jiang found a place.
This fish soup noodle restaurant is relatively old, and the curtains are faded. But it is clean inside, and there are many customers, making it warm and comfortable.
Yun Qiao and the other three found a corner to sit down, and all ordered a bowl of fish soup noodles and a few snacks.
"Try something delicious." Miss Jiang was looking forward to it and very excited.
Jiang Yanjin didn't care: "The noodles are just like that."
As a result, the young master slapped himself in the face.
The fish noodle soup is milky white, the noodles are chewy, and there is a layer of delicious and tender fish on top.
"...This fish meat is black fish." Miss Jiang said, "This fish soup seems to have a taste of crucian carp."
Mr. Jiang didn't say anything. He ate a bowl in one go and asked the boy to get another bowl.
While waiting, he answered: "I can taste the broth. Although it is very delicious, the fish soup is not so thick."
While eating the noodles slowly, Yun Qiao commented on their brother and sister's speculation: "You don't open a restaurant, so why do you know so much about it? As long as it's delicious."
Neither Miss Jiang nor Young Master Jiang agreed with this.
The two brothers and sisters think it is important to know why it tastes good.
Yun Qiao doesn't agree with their ideas and won't get involved.
She finished her bowl of noodles and was seventy percent full. She would definitely not be able to finish another portion, so she picked up a spoon and drank the soup.
The soup is so delicious that every taste bud on the tongue is soothed.
Yun Qiao was also curious at this moment: "This is definitely not a soup made from fish."
The boy brought the second bowl of noodles to Mr. Jiang. Mr. Jiang grabbed him, chatted with him for a few words, took out a handful of money and gave it to him, and asked him: "Is this soup crucian carp soup?"