Miti pulled Tonghua into the kitchen and said excitedly, "How to cook? Teach me!"

The chef next to her saw Miti come in and immediately walked up to her with trepidation and asked, "Excuse me, Miss Miti, what can I do for you?"

They all knew that in this family, Miss Miti was Mr. Feis's most beloved daughter and the person with the most honorable status. However, Miss Miti had a fickle temperament and had to be treated well. Otherwise, if they annoyed her, they might be fired the next moment.

Miss Mitty had never been to the kitchen before, and she didn't know why she came here this time.

Miti waved his hand and said, "Please move away and don't interfere with our work!"

Tonghua took a look around the kitchen and saw that there were a wide variety of seafood and meat, but relatively few vegetables, fruits and melons.

She said, "Miti, do you know what your dearest one likes to eat?"

Miti shook his head. "Well, maybe he likes porridge? I don't know anything else. I just know that every time I bring him food, he doesn't eat much."

Tonghua grasped at a word: "Every time? You mean you've delivered food to people? More than once?"

Miti seemed to have let something slip, and immediately covered his mouth, staring at the fairy tale with his big eyes.

Then she tried to cover it up: "Oh, don't ask so many questions, just tell me how to cook."

"Oh well."

Seeing that Miti didn't want to say more, Tonghua didn't ask any more questions. She looked at the ingredients in the kitchen and felt that she was in a difficult situation again.

"If the person doesn't eat these things, it might be because they don't like them. It would be better to prepare something special, like a Chinese feast."

In fact, Tonghua hasn't eaten vegetables for a long time since she came here. Her stomach can hardly bear the food here. Tonghua plans to go to the vegetable market to see what's available in the market, and see if there are any fresh vegetables and fruits. After all, she has been here for so long, and she eats seafood, meat, bread, etc. almost every day, which makes her feel a little nauseous.

Now she especially misses the time when she had simple meals in Hangcheng. If there was a bowl of white rice porridge in front of her, Tonghua guaranteed that she would eat it up immediately without any waste, without leaving even a grain of rice.

When Tonghua arrived at the vegetable market, she thought she could improve her meals, but when she saw that there were seafood stalls everywhere and almost no vegetables, she realized why people here didn't eat vegetables.

After Tonghua had walked around the entire vegetable market, she finally saw a small amount of what looked like green vegetables placed on the ground at a small vendor in a very remote location.

Tonghua immediately rushed to the vendor and carefully examined the green vegetables. Aren’t these leeks?

Tonghua picked up the leeks and asked, "Boss, do you have any more leeks? I want to buy some more."

The boss looked at her with a complicated expression and said, "I won't sell this."

"Don't want to sell it? Boss, please give me a price. I'll buy it even if it costs more. Just sell it to me, okay?"

Are you kidding? I've been here for so long and finally saw some vegetables. They can change the taste and improve the food. How could I let her go like this?

The boss looked at Tonghua with suspicion and said, "Do you really want this? If you want, take it. It's just some fodder. I didn't put it here to sell."

"forage?!"

Tonghua was startled and turned to look at the handful of leeks in her hand. She didn't know what to say. It turned out that these foreigners didn't know leeks and thought they were grass for feeding livestock. No wonder they had been looking at her with strange eyes just now.

But now Tonghua no longer cares about other people's suspicious eyes, as long as he can get the things.

Later, Fairy Tale went to a spice shop, found some star anise and Polygonatum, and finally bought some chicken nuggets and took them home.

After Tonghua bought everything, she began to instruct Miti how to cook and stew soup.

"Miti, I've bought everything. You just need to listen to me. Now, let's take out these chicken pieces and wash them to remove the blood from the meat."

Miti looked at the pile of raw chicken nuggets and felt a little at a loss as to where to start. She carefully picked up a chicken nugget with two fingers and threw it into the sink impatiently.

"Wait a minute! How can we just throw the ingredients in there? We need to find a washing basin to put them in!"

"Is this it?"

Miti picked up the soup bowl next to him and was about to put the chicken nuggets in it.

Tonghua quickly took it and said, "This soup bowl is too small. It can't hold it. We need to change it."

Tonghua took a suitable-sized casserole-like object from the kitchen and put the chicken nuggets in it.

After Tonghua finished cleaning the chicken, she began to instruct, "Now pour some cooking wine on the chicken and roll it back and forth to make sure it's soaked in the wine. This will remove the fishy smell. Okay, you do it."

Tonghua gave up her seat to Miti, who walked over to the counter, looked at the pile of chicken nuggets, then at the cooking wine next to them, with a conflicted expression: "These chicken nuggets look so greasy, I don't want to get my hands dirty. How about we try something else?"

"But I've already bought everything. I can't just give up like this. Otherwise, what a waste of ingredients! Miti, just listen to me and I promise cooking isn't difficult. Aren't you trying to get closer to someone? Maybe because of your efforts, they'll be moved by you?"

When this was mentioned, Miti was obviously moved. She immediately rolled up her sleeves and said, "That's right, Brother Qing is still waiting for me to bring him food. This time I must move him!"

In the following time, although Miti was still not used to everything in the kitchen, she still restrained her urge to give up. Under Tonghua's patient and meticulous guidance, she stewed a pot of soup and fried a simple dish of scrambled eggs with leeks.

Finally, a pot of fragrant white rice was cooked.

Before, Tonghua thought that there was no rice in foreign countries, so her daily staple food was bread. Who would have thought that the rice was used to entertain others, so she naturally had nothing to eat.

Taking advantage of the ready-made Chinese meal, Tonghua took the opportunity to suggest that she also wanted to eat these things, and Miti generously reserved a portion of these dishes for Tonghua.