Since Baidu can't solve my problem, I can only find a solution myself.
Liu Xiangnan downloaded a cooking app from Apple and searched for "food suitable for patients" on it, but the answers that came out were all food such as "suitable for diabetic patients".
In desperation, Liu Xiangnan had to give up the smart tool of mobile phone.
As she remembered, every time she was sick, her adoptive father would cook her a bowl of vegetarian noodles.
She asked the kitchen staff for flour and kneaded the dough herself. While waiting for the dough to rise, she took out another carrot.
When she was in junior high school, there were some applications that required adults to stamp, but the stamp market was too far away. For convenience and to avoid bothering her adoptive father, she used a carrot to make the stamp.
After the first time, there will be a second time, and gradually, she found that carving is also fun.
Therefore, when I am cooking or feeling upset, I often use carrots, watermelons, etc. as media to carve some shapes.
Practice makes perfect. After seven or eight years of practice, carving birds or flowers only takes two or three minutes.
She carved a plum blossom with two magpies on it.
"Wow."
Chen Tailan couldn't help but sigh: "Young Madam, your carving skills are really good."
In fact, Liu Xiangnan has lived a life of being praised since she was a child. People praised her for her good grades, her kindness, her filial piety, etc.
But she is still shy.
"You're too kind."
She smiled shyly, put the carved things aside, and began to roll out the noodles and cut them into thin strips.
In fact, the kitchen has the chef's own noodles or knife-cut noodles, but Liu Xiangnan feels that cooking noodles is a bit too perfunctory.
The most important thing is that the noodles you roll yourself will have a thick texture and feel warm when you eat them.
The soup of the noodles is relatively clear and a bit bland.
The noodles made by others could not represent her feelings. She wanted to put her gratitude and sincere thanks into the noodles.
Because Lu Xiangbei is not only her savior, but also her life mentor!
After a bowl of vegetarian noodles was ready, Liu Xiangnan placed the noodles on a tray and brought them upstairs.
Manager Jia opened the door for her and then closed it tactfully. He was a qualified tool.
Lu Xiangbei raised his eyes and saw the noodles on Liu Xiangnan's tray.
Three bok choy, a poached egg, and a carrot carved with plum blossoms and a bird.
From the appearance point of view, it is good.
After seeing Liu Xiangnan put the tray on the bedside table, he criticized him.
“Less formalism.”
Liu Xiangnan's body stiffened, and his face turned red with embarrassment.
She did something wrong again!
fall!
"I'm sorry..."
She quickly changed the subject: "Okay."
"Help me sit up."
Liu Xiangnan obediently picked him up and made him sit up straight, then placed the bowl in front of him.
Lu Xiangbei's vast, star-like eyes glanced at her coldly.
"You want me, a patient, to eat by myself?"
Liu Xiangnan:......
Brother, your injury is on your leg, not your hand or arm...
The most important thing is that you are already 26 years old, not a 26-month-old baby...
After complaining in his heart, Liu Xiangnan bit his lip, wanting to apologize, but bit his lip hard without making any sound.
Really!
When will I be able to change my habit of apologizing?
Noodles are not as easy to feed as rice or soup.
Liu Xiangnan picked up the noodles with chopsticks. The noodles were a bit long and slippery, and would fall from time to time, splashing some soup on the two of them.
The more she tried to pick up the noodles and do things perfectly, the more things went against her wishes.
For example, at this moment, she thought that she couldn't hold too many, so she just held two or three.
But when the two or three were delivered to Lu Xiangbei's mouth, one of them was not very obedient and got on her index finger.
Because he was too embarrassed and anxious, Liu Xiangnan apologized without thinking.
"Sorry, I'll throw the noodles away now!"
She put down the bowl anxiously, stood up quickly and wanted to throw the noodles into the trash can, but her right wrist was grabbed by someone.
Liu Xiangnan looked at Lu Xiangbei, somewhat confused. Then, she saw Lu Xiangbei lower his head, and with his cool lips, he took the noodles on her index finger into his mouth, chewed them slowly for a few times, and swallowed them.
His lips were obviously cold, but Liu Xiangnan felt that the place where his lips touched was so hot that it almost turned to ashes!
Her cheeks flushed and her ears were ringing.
I don’t know why Lu Xiangbei made such an intimate gesture.
Could it be that he, he fell in love with her at first sight?
Like her?
When Liu Xiangnan was nervous and having wild thoughts, Lu Xiangbei's words immediately extinguished the whirlwind in her heart.
"Liu Xiangnan, it's shameful to waste food."
Liu Xiangnan:......
Obviously, she is a rural person and knows that food in the countryside is hard to come by, and she also knows that food should not be wasted when eating.
But now that I'm being taught by a young master like Lu Xiangbei, I feel inexplicably ashamed and embarrassed.
Of course, what was even stranger was that she felt an indescribable sense of loss in her heart.
"No, I understand."
She laughed at her own ridiculous thoughts, then adjusted her mood and continued feeding.
This time, she thought of a solution, which was to use chopsticks to break the noodles, put them in a spoon and feed them to Lu Xiangbei.
A bowl of rice was eaten in tension and agony.
Liu Xiangnan thought that he could finally leave, but Lu Xiangbei spoke again.
"Do you see the waste of formalism now?"
He didn't eat the carrot she carved.
“I see.”
"For someone who has just recovered from a long illness or a serious illness, the carrots you carve are raw and too hard to be suitable. Do you understand?"
Liu Xiangnan nodded seriously: "I understand."
Some resources will become a waste if they are used at inappropriate times.
"Besides, you just said sorry."
"I don't have it?" Liu Xiangnan said uncertainly.
"have."
Lu Xiangbei said with a firm face: "When you have noodles on your hands and want to throw them into the trash can."
It would have been fine if he didn't say it, but as soon as he said it, Liu Xiangnan thought of the time when he had just put his lips on her index finger.
Even though a long time had passed, when she thought about it, the place where her index finger was touched by his lips was still slightly warm.
But she was a little nervous because what Lu Xiangbei said before, "You will bear the consequences at your own risk", seemed like a particularly bad result.
Now that she has apologized, what kind of punishment will she receive?
Hit her?
Scold her?
If you think about it carefully, these seem acceptable.
Lu Xiangbei folded his hands, looking calm and composed.
"So, your punishment today is to recite an English version of Lu Xun's 'Theatrical Performances in the Village'."
Liu Xiangnan:! ! !
Oh my God!
Help me!
This is more painful than beating and scolding her!
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