Tang Yaoyao couldn't help but recall what her mother had said last time.
Lao Liu is a real man in the Sixth Gate, but at home he's just like Fu San Sui.
Tang Yaoyao couldn't help but chuckle, "Sixth Brother, you're such an adorable baby sometimes."
Fu Ziyi: "..."
cute?
he?
Tang Yaoyao changed the subject again: "I feel that cooking is a very troublesome thing, and there are steps involved. If you make a mistake, it will taste terrible. But you can make so many delicious dishes, brother. You are really amazing."
She was telling the truth.
"You can't say that. You're also very good at acting in our eyes."
Tang Yaoyao understood what he meant.
These are different fields of expertise, so they cannot be compared.
Just then, the pot started to sizzle.
Tang Yaoyao stared blankly at the pressure cooker: "This, how can this make a sound...?"
It's like a bomb, ready to explode at any moment.
Fu Ziyi checked the time: "In five minutes, turn the heat down to low and simmer for another fifteen minutes, then it will be ready."
"Should we just leave it running like that?"
"Um."
Seeing this, Su Mei finally felt a sense of superiority. Yao Ge couldn't even cook and was afraid of pressure cookers.
How can she be so cute?
It turns out that the Queen has such a cute side.
Twenty minutes later, the lotus root and pork rib soup was ready.
The aroma was so enticing that Tang Yaoyao couldn't help but swallow hard.
It smells so good.
Thankfully, there was Sixth Brother; otherwise, the soup she cooked would have been unbearable to smell, let alone drink.
Afterwards, I asked the chef to scoop a pot of lotus root and pork rib soup into a clay pot, and then I carried the soup upstairs.
Xiao Jinhan and Fu Jincheng were talking about some work-related matters.
Suddenly, I smelled a pleasant fragrance.
Then, the door opened.
The two looked over and saw that Tang Yaoyao had a little sweat on her forehead, which had dampened her hair. It was clear that she had worked quite hard making that pot of soup.
It smelled exactly the same as the lotus root and pork rib soup I had before.
However, the stew that Tang Yaoyao made had a very unique flavor.
Perhaps it was her heartfelt sentiment that was added to this pot of soup.
"Time to drink the soup, time to drink the soup."
Tang Yaoyao was overjoyed. She took a bowl and first ladled a small bowl of pork ribs and lotus root soup for her second brother. Then she placed it by the bedside and put the spoon in.
"Second brother, let it cool down a bit before you drink it."
Fu Jincheng felt a warm glow in his heart: "Okay."
Afterwards, Tang Yaoyao scooped a small bowl for Xiao Jinhan: "There's some for you too."
In the evening, while everyone was eating, he didn't eat because he kept remembering that the little fairy had said she would give him ribs.
Looking at the delicious food right now, I'm really hungry.
Tang Yaoyao served Fu Ziyi another bowl: "Sixth Brother, you've worked hard."
Fu Ziyi was surprised to receive a share. He accepted it, feeling truly flattered and reluctant to eat it for a moment.
Finally, Tang Yaoyao brought a bowl to Su Mei: "Try it, how is it?"
The lotus root doesn't look very appealing, but it tastes incredibly delicious.
Tang Yaoyao sat on the edge of the bed, her hands supporting her chin, her fox-like eyes fixed on them as she watched them eat.
My heart tightened, and I asked, "How is it?"
Fu Jincheng smiled and praised, "This is the best lotus root and pork rib soup I've ever had."
Upon hearing this, Tang Yaoyao quickly served herself a bowl as well.
I took a sip of the soup, and its fragrant and delicious flavor immediately filled my taste buds.
wipe!
I can't believe she made this.
Fu Jincheng handed him the bowl: "Is there any more?"
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