Li Qi has been cooking for several years. Even when he first learned to cook, his father did not comment on his cooking so straightforwardly. Moreover, even in the Northern Song Dynasty, his cooking still received rave reviews.
This situation is really the first time in history.
This---what the hell is going on?
Li Qi stood up suddenly and looked at Master Li with surprise on his face, like a two-foot monk, scratching his head. He had tried this soup before coming here, and it would never taste like what Master Li said. It was so unpleasant that he couldn't eat it. This was simply
It's incredible.
Master Li frowned slightly, took the silk scarf handed over by the maid, wiped his mouth, looked at Li Qi and said: "I'm sorry, Master Li, I---."
She hesitated to speak, which made Li Qi feel even more uncomfortable. He was slightly startled, came to his senses, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Miss Shishi, is this soup really so bad?"
Master Li had a look of embarrassment on his face and said: "Master Li, don't be offended. Maybe it's because I'm a vegetarian and haven't had this chicken soup for a long time, so I think this chicken soup doesn't taste good."
"Impossible, this is absolutely possible." Li Qi shook his head like a rattle.
Master Li was surprised and said: "Why is Master Li so sure?"
Li Qi explained: "Miss Shishi, you don't know something. I know you don't like to eat meat, so I put about 30% more ingredients in the soup than ordinary chicken soup to cover up the taste of chicken, so I will never
That’s the reason.”
"I see."
Master Li nodded, looked at Li Qi with a blank expression, and said, "If this is the case, then why is this?"
Li Qi squinted his eyes and thought to himself, could there be some accident that I didn't know about during the delivery? He said: "Miss Shishi, can you let me try this soup?"
Master Li nodded and said, "Master Li, please excuse me."
Li Qi picked up the spoon, scooped out a spoonful from the stew pot, put it into his mouth and tasted it. The taste was still the same as before. He glanced at Master Li with a little doubt. He thought to himself, strange, the taste is not bad, why?
It tasted so bad in her mouth. Could it be that the bowl she used was not washed properly? Then she said, "Um, Miss Shishi, do you mind if I try the soup in your bowl?"
"ah?"
Li Shishi opened his mouth slightly, a faint blush appeared on his pale face, but he saw that Li Qi's expression was extremely serious. He didn't mean anything frivolous. After hesitating for a while, he finally nodded and said: "That---okay."
"excuse me."
Li Qi immediately picked up her bowl and took a sip. The taste was the same as the one in the stew pot. She couldn't help frowning. This is really weird. Could it be that my soup didn't suit her appetite, or was she sick?
The sense of taste has changed.
After thinking for a long time, Li Qi couldn't think of a reason, but since Master Li didn't like to drink this soup, he could only make it again. He said: "Miss Master, I'm really sorry. It was my lack of preparation that made you suffer."
"Let's do this. If you give me another chance, I'll go back and cook it again immediately." He is not a man who dares not take responsibility, especially in the area of cooking. Since the dishes he cooks are unacceptable to the guests, there are a thousand things to say.
Ten thousand, it's all my fault, there is no excuse.
"This---I can't blame you entirely. I'll just eat some pastries to fill my stomach after a while. Don't take it too seriously." Master Li said with a hint of apology.
"No. Miss Shishi is ill now and needs nourishment. How can we be so hasty? Don't worry, I will be able to do it soon." Li Qi said solemnly. He was never ambiguous in this regard.
.
Seeing the determined look on his face, Master Li nodded slightly and said, "Then I'll bother you, Master Li."
"Easy to say, easy to say."
Li Qi nodded and said, "Then I'll take my leave first."
Master Li nodded, and then said to the maid: "Zhuxin, please send Master Li off for me."
"Do not bother."
Li Qi said as he picked up the stew pot and hurried out.
Zuixianju.
"Gulu gulu."
"Wow! This soup is so delicious. It's too little for me to eat by myself."
Wu Xiaoliu, an unyielding foodie, gave each of the Zhuzhu brothers a small bowl, then he held the stew pot alone, holding a half-bitten chicken drumstick in his left hand, wiped his mouth, and shouted happily.
Li Qi folded his arms and leaned against the stove with his back. His face was serious. He glanced at Wu Xiaoliu and said, "Liuzi, drink less. This soup is very tonic. You are not ill. Drinking too much will lead to bleeding."
nosebleed."
Wu Xiaoliu is a dead pig and is not afraid of boiling water. He took a bite of the chicken leg and said with a smile: "I have a lot of blood. It's okay to shed a little. Besides, it's really worth it to drink such delicious soup. I really don't know."
What did that customer think? He even said that the soup tasted bad. Brother Li, do you think he was deliberately making things difficult for you? When Master Zhou was here, those customers also said the same thing."
Japan. If you compare me with Master Zhou, can anyone say that the dishes cooked by Master Zhou are delicious? But---what on earth is going on?
Li Qi shook his head in distress.
Chen Dazhu suddenly said: "Brother Li, what if the guests don't like the dishes you cook this time?"
"Probably not. The soup I made this time has a very light taste. Even if it doesn't suit her taste, it won't be difficult to eat." Li Qi frowned, but he still felt very guilty.
What he made this time was angelica mutton soup. In order to avoid the smell of mutton and not increase the amount of ingredients, he specially used a piece of seed leaf to hold the mutton and stew it. But even so, he was not completely sure. He pondered for a moment.
, nodded and said: "You have reminded me that we have to make two preparations. It is getting late now. If she doesn't like this soup, it will be impossible to make it again even if she wants to."
"Be prepared with both hands? Be prepared on the ground?" Wu Xiaoliu asked curiously.
Li Qi thought for a while and said: "Let's do this. I'm going to make another pot of hawthorn, red dates and egg porridge right now. I'll send the soup over first. When the porridge is ready, you will send it over right away. Do you understand?"
"Okay, I get it now."
Wu Xiaoliu nodded and said, "Brother Li, who is that guest? Why are you so nervous?"
Can I not be nervous? That is the emperor's woman.
Li Qi also felt bitter in his heart and said, "Don't be wordy, kid. Just watch the fire later."
"Don't worry, my Xiaoliu has never made a mistake before." Wu Xiaoliu patted his chest and smiled.
Li Qi shook his head helplessly.
After an hour, the soup was ready, and Li Qi immediately loaded it into the car and sent it there. After all, it was already getting late, and if Mr. Li went to bed early, the soup would be in vain.
After entering Master Li's attic, Li Qi was also nervous about fetching water from fifteen buckets.
"Master Li, I'm really sorry that you have to travel back and forth." Master Li looked at the bowl of soup in front of him and said with an apologetic expression.
Li Qi smiled and said: "This is what I should do. You should try it quickly."
Li Shishi nodded, took a small spoonful and put it into his mouth. He frowned slightly. Although he didn't think about spitting out the soup just now, the expression on his face told Li Qi straightforwardly that this soup was still very difficult.
drink.
Li Qi's face tightened and he quickly asked: "What? Does it taste bad?"
Master Li shook his head and did not answer him directly. He forced out a smile and said, "Master Li, don't be nervous. This soup is quite good."
The tone was very forced.
Li Qi had never been treated like this in terms of cooking skills. He needed others to comfort himself with lies. He felt really hurt. He smiled bitterly and said: "Miss Shishi, you don't need to lie to me. The meaning of food is to bring happiness to people, and
It’s not uncomfortable, since you don’t like drinking it, there’s no need to force it, I’ll just do it again.”
Master Li hurriedly said: "Master Li, there is really no need to bother."
"It's okay. In fact, I've already prepared that dish. It won't take long." Li Qi said with a smile on his face.
As he said that, he started to clear away the bowls and chopsticks again, thinking that Wu Xiaoliu and others should have arrived, but then he thought, what should I do if she doesn't like to drink that bowl of porridge?
Thinking of this, he was at a loss in his heart. To be honest, he was full of gratitude to Master Li, because it was because of Master Li that he was able to turn danger into danger. He also wanted to do his best to get her health well, but now the problem is
, Master Li looked down on his cooking at all, and he couldn't help even if he wanted to.
Li Shishi watched Li Qi put away the dishes with an expressionless face. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that he felt very uncomfortable. He sighed quietly, and a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes.
"Miss Shishi, please wait a moment, I'll be back as soon as I can."
Li Qi held the soup, nodded slightly, then opened the door and walked out. As he walked, he thought, why did his soup become so unpleasant to Master Li? Is it really the problem of my soup? It shouldn't be, Liu Zi and the others
Everyone said it was delicious. If not, then she deliberately made things difficult for me? It doesn't make sense. She and I just met for the first time today and we have never celebrated holidays before. There is no reason for her to play tricks on me.
Could it be that there was something wrong with her sense of taste? Yes, yes, that should be the case.
Li Qi frowned and thought, I'd better go back and ask about her illness first, otherwise it won't be an option if she continues like this.
So he walked halfway, turned around and went upstairs again. When he came to the door, he was just about to knock on the door when he suddenly heard a burst of laughter coming from inside.
I haven't heard of it anywhere.
Li Qi put down his hand, stood at the door and listened, and heard another giggle, "Sister, I really want to thank you this time."
Isn’t this the voice of Master Li? Sister? There are only two maids in the house. How could they be called Sister Li? I didn’t see anyone come up just now. I wonder why another person ran out. Could it be that she had been hiding in the house just now?
one person.
Li Qi felt that there was something fishy about this matter, and the voice was very familiar. He frowned and thought, and suddenly there was a bang in his head. It's her. You are welcome. Your support is my greatest motivation.m
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