Chapter Two Hundred and Thirteen: Stealing Teachers
Cheng Muyan helped Lin Yue comb his body and then stopped, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands, and then followed the maid to the living room to have a meal. He was so busy that he didn't even use breakfast. He also spent a lot of energy and was very hungry.
"Gu Gu Gu Gu" screamed.
With Cheng Muyan's performance in the past few days, the portions of food on the table have finally increased, and the variety has been reduced by half. However, Cheng Muyan doesn't care about this, as long as he can eat enough.
In addition to the usual tonic soup, what I cooked today was a steamed fish and a plate of vinegar chicken, which should be regarded as today's main dishes.
The steamed fish is not whitebait, but ordinary fresh fish, and is made with mushrooms, chicken soup, winter bamboo shoots and other seasonings.
When you eat it, it tastes smoother and tenderer than whitebait, and it has a refreshing fragrance. Cheng Muyan couldn't stop after taking one bite, and kept picking up this dish with her chopsticks.
The vinegar chicken is also extremely refreshing and delicious. Although the taste is a bit heavier than other dishes, Cheng Muyan especially feels that it is not enough. If more chili peppers are added, it will definitely be delicious. However, even so, Cheng Muyan also
Satisfied.
Moreover, in the eyes of outsiders, Lin Wu would definitely not be able to eat such a strong taste when he was just recovering from a major illness. If he insists on eating it, there are probably many people who will worry about stopping it.
Maybe I was really hungry, so I ate three bowls of rice in one go. I ate the entire table and felt like I could fit in another bowl of rice.
When I asked the maid to add more rice, her eyes were filled with worry, and she hesitated whether to add another bowl. This way of eating is too scary, right?
Cheng Muyan didn't care so much, she just took the bowl and picked up the vegetables and continued to eat. Originally, she spent a lot of effort competing with others last night, but today she spent even more effort on conditioning Lin Yue's body, and she didn't have breakfast yet.
Eating, really every cell is saying that you are hungry. If you weren't in good health, you might have fallen down like Mr. Lin from low blood sugar. Why? It's already on the table. Why don't you let me eat?
Isn’t this too embarrassing?
Cheng Muyan pulled aside the seasonings, poured the steamed fish and vinegar chicken into his bowl, mixed them, picked up the vegetables and continued eating.
Mrs. Wang next to her knew what Pharmacist Han Lin said and did not stop Cheng Muyan from continuing to eat and pick up vegetables. She was just afraid that Cheng Muyan would suffer if she ate too much, so she immediately ordered the two maids to go to the kitchen to make some hawthorn cake or directly cook a bowl of sour plum soup.
also.
Cheng Muyan finally felt satisfied after finishing the last bowl of rice, wiped her mouth with a small handkerchief, and then slowly stood up.
It seems...it seems like you ate a little too much?
I touched my somewhat stretched stomach and slowly walked two steps while holding on to the table. It was okay. I didn’t need to hold on too much. I just walked slowly for a while and it was fine.
The shrewd Mrs. Wang saw Cheng Muyan's movements, stepped forward and held Cheng Muyan's arm, and shouted: "Fifth Miss, ancestor, please slow down... I just finished eating, please go slowly."
, be careful to stretch your belly."
There was someone holding her and supporting her. Cheng Muyan held Granny Wang's hand and slowly walked out of the room and walked around in the small courtyard.
After walking a few times, Cheng Muyan felt a lot more relaxed, so she put aside Mrs. Wang's hand and walked on her own.
Mrs. Wang didn't force herself to help, she let go of Cheng Muyan's hand and stepped aside.
At this time, the two maids carrying the food boxes came back.
Mrs. Wang stepped forward and asked, mentioning the food box in the hand of one of the maids: "What is it?"
"The portion in Mother Wang's hand is the new hawthorn cake made by Master Liu, and the one in Xiao Tao's hand is the sour plum soup cooked by Master Lu." The maid who had been robbed of the food box replied respectfully.
Obviously, in the eyes of the maids, Mrs. Wang is much more favored than herself.
Seeing the attitude of the maids, Mrs. Wang felt satisfied. She carried the food box to the table and placed the things one by one. Then she quickly walked to the courtyard and said to Cheng Muyan: "Miss Fifth, the things are ready.
, it’s still hot, do you want to use some?”
Cheng Muyan flicked her wrist twice, thought for a while, nodded and walked back.
Although it is an ordinary snack, the chefs in the kitchen are also very attentive in making it. The hawthorn cake is white and rosy in the shape of plum blossoms. It is neatly shaped and has cute patterns printed on both sides. It looks very cute.
The color of the sour plum soup was also very good. Cheng Muyan picked it up and took a sip. It tasted good, with moderate sweetness and sourness. It didn't have the astringent taste of hawthorn, but it was quite refreshing.
It was only served in a small bowl, and the portion was not much, about five or six mouthfuls. Cheng Muyan finished it in one go.
I don’t know if this chef has any secret recipe, but all the soups he makes taste very good.
I took the small plate and twisted up a piece of hawthorn cake. I don’t know what it was made of on the outside, but the pastry was kneaded into finely filtered hawthorn seeds. The outside was sweet and smooth and melted in my mouth, while the inside was slightly sweet.
It's sour and doesn't taste very good.
Just like in the wild forest in the mountains after the rain, a fairy-like woman holding a bamboo oil-paper umbrella walked through the path and gently peeled off the green vines, only to find that in front of her was a mountain waterfall with gurgling water, and the top of the mountain waterfall
Above, above the crystal clear water, a colorful rainbow hangs above it.
Do you want to get the secret recipe or learn the skills from a master?
As expected, Qing Huan and Qing Huan are foodies who have a symbiotic relationship, and both of them have a lot of thoughts.
Mu Yan had this idea in the past few days, but Lin Wu's character is not suitable for doing things that are too inconsistent. Moreover, it is better to go to apprenticeships and learn skills by himself. If he doesn't have the talent, he won't join in the fun.
It's embarrassing.
But you can get the secret recipe, or go and watch the cook while he is cooking, write down the steps of food processing and the quantities of things to be used, and then give it to Qing Huan directly for him to study.
Thinking of this, Cheng Muyan felt a little helpless. If she could open a space ring or a small realm, it wouldn't be so troublesome. Just take out the high-end micro camera sponsored by 7878, and just put one in the kitchen to avoid the trouble.
Thinking of this, Cheng Muyan paused, lightly tapped the table twice with his fingers, and touched the wrist of his left hand.
After finding the key position and pressing it twice, the extremely thin metal piece on the wrist emerged. He chewed the cakes in his mouth quietly, looked at the hawthorn cakes neatly arranged in the small plate, and slowly
A metal piece the size of a fingernail was removed from the wrist and put into the cuff.
Fortunately, I changed into my original body, and the watch is still there.
Thinking of the various functions of the high-tech watches introduced by 7878, Cheng Muyan had an idea about stealing the skills from his master.
I can stay here for at least two more months, which is enough time.