Chapter 119: The Face of a Son
What rat?
What kind of deer?
Never heard of it, never eaten it.
Are these dishes real or just made up?
But thinking that Sang Ning's cooking skills were even better than the imperial chef's, Huo Changan swallowed his saliva quietly.
Looking at Xu Wude again, a silver thread appeared at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were fixed on Sang Ning, but his soul had disappeared.
Maybe he was feasting on the world of imagination.
Talking about food in this Liangzhou city with a shortage of supplies is no different from talking about sex with a eunuch!
When I came to my senses, I sat down on the stool in anger. Looking at the food on the table, I had no appetite!
"I'm going to the capital!" he said fiercely.
"You can't eat it even if you go to the capital."
Sang Ning picked up the chopsticks to eat the food, but vomited after taking a bite.
"I never thought I'd get to eat scrambled eggs with chopped green onions that were so sweet it was almost unbearable!"
Sweet?
Hi!
Aunt Liao put sugar in instead of salt again!
But it’s not that bad, is it?
It's not like he hasn't eaten it before, so he's kind of used to it.
"You just said that you can't eat it even if you go to Beijing. Why?" Xu Wude was unwilling to accept it.
I don’t have anything to look forward to in this life, and I can’t even eat something delicious?
"Why, the food in the capital is ridiculously expensive, and this master can't afford it? Let me tell you, I have money!"
As he spoke, his eyes grew anxious. "Anyway, I don't have a son, only a girl. I don't need to keep any money. I'll spend it all before I die!"
There was a hint of anger in his voice.
It's like he doesn't care about his daughter anymore.
This guy is already middle-aged and still hasn't given birth to a son. He's really useless!
"I didn't say you can't afford it, it's just that you can't find it in restaurants outside. These are famous dishes from all over the world. The great chefs have been invited to be private chefs in the homes of kings and nobles."
As an ordinary citizen, he would never have the chance to eat at the home of a prince in his lifetime!
Xu Wude understood.
I was immediately deflated.
"However, I can cook all of these dishes, as long as you have the ingredients at home."
Sang Ning threw down his chopsticks and said with disdain, "I can't believe a rich man like him would eat this kind of food every day. Isn't it a waste to live his whole life?"
deficit!
What a loss!
"Then go ahead and make all the dishes that are in the kitchen!"
Xu Wude's appetite has been aroused, and he is scratching his head if he doesn't eat it.
But my brain was still online and I immediately thought of the important matter.
"Let's talk about the shop first."
"My husband wants to talk to you. I'm hungry, so I'll go do it first."
Ever since he came in, Xu Wude never took Huo Changan seriously.
Because he was an exiled criminal and had difficulty walking, in his mind, he was just a low-class useless person.
Of course, because he favored boys over girls, he was only a little bit nice to Sang Ning.
It was only because she found the water and controlled his five shops that she was able to receive such a "generous" banquet from him.
Actually, it’s not bad, better than what the county magistrate eats.
Sweet scrambled eggs with chopped green onions are not that bad. Who dares to dislike food these days?
Sang Ning just said that on purpose to discourage Fatty from looking down on others.
Now that Huo Changan has shown up, he can't let people think he is a waste.
Even if he is in a wheelchair, he is still the head of the Huo family.
Sang Ning handed the matter directly to Huo Changan and planned to go to the kitchen to grab something.
But she was still a little worried, so she covered her face with her hands and whispered in Huo Changan's ear:
Keep two shops, and the remaining three can be exchanged.
To exchange for rice, flour, cloth, bedding...
One room no less than...
The hot air flow rolled like waves of wheat, pouring into the cochlea in waves.
It stimulates the boy's nerves and causes him to feel an uncontrollable throbbing.
In the middle, she paused slightly because of thinking, and her lips almost touched the earlobe that was stained red.
For some unknown reason, he swayed slightly.
The soft lips brushed across the earlobe like a dragonfly skimming the water.
The young man's straight body suddenly shook.
I just felt that place was burning as if on fire.
And quickly spread to the entire face.
"Ouch, ouch, could you two please calm down a bit! Ouch..."
Xu Wude felt upset again.
I wonder if he has been feeling a little weak lately and is taking medicine to recuperate? Why do you keep provoking him?
"Hurry up and take Madam Sang to the kitchen, ouch!"
Sang Ning thought he was saying that the two of them were plotting against him in front of him, so he grinned awkwardly and followed the servant who had brought them in to the kitchen.
"Mr. Huo, drink some water to cool down. Look at your red face." Xu Wude was a little annoyed.
Don’t say it, this boy is really handsome, if you ignore the scar.
No wonder Madam Sang always loses control outside.
He watched Huo Changan slowly take out the water bag from the bag behind him.
De, de, de, she disliked the coarseness of his rice and didn't even want to drink the water.
…
Sang Ning followed the servant and passed by an open courtyard, where he saw a group of people kneeling.
A woman with hair covered in gold and silver, wearing colorful silk clothes and bright red lips was shouting:
"A bunch of losers! If you can't find someone to attract wealth today, I'll sell you all out!"
"Lutao, if you hadn't been lazy, Zhaocai wouldn't have run away. Just kneel here. If Zhaocai doesn't come back, then you can forget about living."
The little maid named Lu Tao had already been beaten with a stick. When she heard this, her body went limp and she fainted.
"Don't listen, just go away."
The servant was so frightened that his face turned pale and he urged Sang Ning in a low voice.
"Is this your Second Madam? She's too arrogant. Doesn't your master care?"
She is not young anymore, and she dresses like an opera singer. Even if she makes up her face, it can't hide her spots.
How did Fatty do that?
The key is that it is so vicious.
"The master is still counting on the second wife to give birth to a son, but she must not be favored."
"Where is your eldest lady?"
"Madam?" The servant sighed.
He felt that he and Sang Ning were accomplices, so he said a few more words.
"Ever since our young master died, the eldest lady rarely goes out and ignores the master."
"Ah? Your master had a son? How did he die?"
Thinking of this, the servant also felt sad.
The young master is so smart and cute, and he is also good to them, the servants.
"When he was seven years old, he ate a fish and got a fish bone stuck in his throat and died. So now, Master eats everything except fish!"
I don’t even want to eat! Sang Ning thought to himself.
Then the servant said, "There was a third wife in the past. She was the master's favorite. She was pregnant, but she ran away with someone when she was about to give birth. Later, the servants in her courtyard said that the child in her belly was not the master's at all.
Our master was so pitiful... He was so thin that you couldn't even see his belly."
Sanning: "..."
"Now the Second Wife has given birth to a daughter, and the fortune teller said she has the face of a son. Isn't this why the Master wants her to have another son?"
It's just a pity for these servants.
The Second Madam is really not a kind person.
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