Le Yao nodded: "That's good, but I won't go in. I'll come back later." She only comes to stay in villas worth tens of millions occasionally. She doesn't understand the world of the rich.
“Okay, what ingredients do you need? I’ll go prepare them.” Aunt Bai seemed very happy. “Because the Duke is only staying for a short time, there’s no chef here, and my cooking skills are just average, so I can only prepare a simple breakfast…”
"Prepare whatever you think he likes to eat. I'm going back now."
"Wait a minute." Aunt Bai called out to Le Yao, then turned and went back into the house. A short while later, she came out with a bag of eggs. "These are eggs from our own chickens. The chickens are free-range on the mountain, absolutely green and pollution-free. People in the city love them. My son and daughter-in-law came to see us yesterday and brought a lot of them. You should take some back and try them."
So, after going out for ten minutes, Le Yao returned with a bag of free-range eggs.
When Liu Sujuan asked about it, Le Yao said it was a gift from the neighbor next door, so she didn't say anything more. But she was thinking that she should also prepare something to send over. Neighbors need to keep things going by giving and receiving things back and forth.
But the people who can live here are all very rich and powerful, so figuring out what to give them as gifts is quite a challenge.
Around 4 p.m., Le Yao went next door.
Aunt Bai prepared a lot of ingredients, all of which are common home-cooked dishes, but you could tell at a glance that they were all carefully selected, not the kind you just buy randomly at the market.
One advantage of using carefully selected ingredients is that they only need to be washed before cooking; there's no need to remove the leafy parts.
Nangong Jue said he would be home at six o'clock, so Le Yao first made pigeon soup. It's very simple: just blanch the prepared pigeon with scallions, then put the pigeon, red dates, and goji berries into a clay pot and simmer it over low heat for two hours.
Since pigeons are highly nutritious and not suitable for making warming dishes, I put the beef and lamb in the refrigerator, then made a cumin-flavored pork slice dish and three light stir-fries.
Four dishes and a soup, perfect!
"Aunt Bai, the food is ready, I'll head back now." Le Yao took off her apron.
"Young Madam, this..." Aunt Bai was about to say something when the door opened, Nangong Jue walked in, smiled, and stepped back.
"You're back just in time. The food is ready, mission accomplished, I..."
“Who said the mission is complete?” Nangong Jue raised an eyebrow slightly. “What if you poisoned the food? That’s why you have to stay and taste the dishes.”
"you……"
Nangong Jue turned around and went upstairs.
Le Yao made a face at his back. What the hell? If he was afraid of her poisoning him, why did he make her do it in the first place? This agreement is null and void!
Nangong Jue suddenly turned around.
Le Yao was wrinkling her nose and sticking out her tongue at him when she was suddenly caught. She felt awkward for a moment, but she quickly calmed down. As long as she wasn't embarrassed, it was others who were embarrassed. She might as well eat, and it would save her own family from having to cook.
Nangong Jue's gaze deepened for a moment, then he turned and gracefully went upstairs, but the corners of his mouth were already uncontrollably curving upwards.
Le Yao pulled at her hair in frustration. She realized that she was no match for this man. If she had known it would turn out like this... she should have continued to act out and changed things after the divorce.
Unfortunately, there's no going back.
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