Chapter 187 She doesn’t know how to spend money

She used to think she had too much money to spend, but compared to the man next to her, it’s not that she can’t spend it all, it’s that she doesn’t know how to spend it at all.

If he wanted to live in a villa, he bought a mountain; if he wanted to swim, he dug a natural lake; when others took a walk after dinner, he would ride horses and hunt in the backyard when he had nothing to do.

Rich and inhumane.

"Go back and have your meal. I'll take you for a walk in the forest after the stable delivers the horses to you in a while."

When she heard about the meal, Tang Qi immediately turned around and went back with the man.

Tang Qi sat on the right side of the long mahogany dining table. Mo Shaochen did not sit in the main seat as usual, but sat on the left side, facing her.

The cook led the servants out of the kitchen to serve the dishes.

When she saw Tang Qi, she was slightly surprised, but quickly returned to normal.

The first dish served was the hilsa soup stewed with fresh mushrooms. The cook served each of them a small bowl and briefly introduced the soup's cooking method and effects.

Two cold dishes, cold-mixed colorful shredded vegetables and a fragrant braised platter.

Five main dishes: hanging oven roast duck, lotus leaf chicken, Dongpo pork, garlic spare ribs, and tin foil honey-glazed spare ribs.

Finally, there are two vegetarian dishes.

As the dishes were served, Mo Shaochen introduced them to her in a low voice: "The ingredients are all from the farm at the foot of the mountain, delivered every morning. Organic and pollution-free vegetables, free-range Tibetan fragrant pigs that eat grass, chickens and ducks that are also raised on the farm, only fed a small amount of grass and grain, with a breeding cycle of more than 200 days, to keep the meat fresh and tender. The lotus leaves for the lotus leaf chicken are picked in the backyard."

After drinking a bowl of delicious and sweet shad soup, Tang Qi felt even hungrier.

The garlic-flavored spare ribs happened to be placed in front of her. The rich aroma went straight into her nose, almost arousing her appetite.

Mo Shaochen chuckled when he saw her staring at the food in front of her.

"Eat. Growing children can't go hungry."

Tang Qi picked up a piece of browned pork ribs with chopsticks and took a bite. It was crispy at the beginning and tender on the inside. After finishing the meat, he couldn't help but suck on the bones.

There were only two people eating, and the portion of each dish prepared by the cook was not large. A serving of garlic pork ribs only had a few pieces, and Tang Qi ate all of them.

Mo Shaochen eats very slowly and eats little. He eats more vegetables and less meat.

Tang Qi took a napkin and wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth. "Can you talk while eating in your family?"

"We usually don't talk about business, we can chat about family matters. What do you want to say?" Mo Shaochen put down his chopsticks and looked at her with a faint smile.

"Don't you like meat? I only see you picking up vegetables." She pointed to the empty plate in front of her and said, "I ate all the ribs by myself."

Mo Shaochen was amused by her frankness and cuteness.

Of course, Tang Qi doesn’t think she is cute. She’s not bragging, she can finish all the food on the table by herself.

But the person opposite her ate too slowly and elegantly, causing her to feel a little uncomfortable eating.

"I'm not in good health, and the doctor asked me to eat a light diet. Plus, I don't have a good appetite, so I ate less. You can eat as you like. If it's not enough, ask the kitchen to add two more dishes. We have all the ingredients."

"Pork ribs too?"

"have."

"Then add two dishes of garlic ribs. It's the first time I've eaten ribs cooked this way. They're pretty good."

Mo Shaochen's eyes were filled with a doting smile, "You only like this one dish?"

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Tang Qi picked up the shad soup served by the servant and blew gently on the hot steam.

"That's not the case. They are all good. Where did you hire the cook? Is the salary high?"

She was considering whether she should hire a kitchen of this quality to make lunch for her at Yuqin Huafu. She was a little tired of ordering takeout every day.

The man said, "If you like, you are welcome to come and eat often."

Tang Qi glanced at him, neither agreeing nor refusing, and slowly drank the fish soup.

The fish soup was very white, like milk, and she was thinking of something.

"Is the fruit juice also made by your cook?"

Mo Shaochen nodded, "Yeah."

(End of this chapter)