Spiritual Wife

Chapter 84 Reward You A Bowl

So, she was wondering if she could make some soup for him to make up for it.

Hearing that Fang Yiren dared to make soup for Ou, he became very angry, and he didn't even have this benefit

Yin Zhi said, "Make soup? Does he have no servants? Need you to be extra handy? Besides, can you drink the soup you cook?"

He was so pissed off, it was hard to hit the arrogance of that surnamed Ou and blacken him. He thought that from now on, Fang Yiren would stay away from him after seeing the true eyesight of Ou.

But what is she doing here?
Come and slap him in the face in a blink of an eye?
Or, even so, she still thinks the man surnamed Ou is very nice, and is willing to accept him who is so dirty?

Want to make soup for him?
What do you mean?
Does she care about him that much?
Regardless of his feelings?

Fang Yiren didn't care about his violent storm at all, but felt a little-cool!

Seeing him furious, she was in a good mood.

Ignoring the tyrannosaurus-like man in front of him, he turned his eyes around him, looked at Ou Cen on the bed, and asked softly, "What soup do you want?"

Ou Cen was so moved that he was about to cry. It had been a long time since anyone asked him what soup he wanted to drink. In his memory, only his mother would ask him so tenderly, "Xiao Cen, what soup do you want to drink today? Mom made it for you." you drink"

He had almost forgotten what it was like to be cared about.

“Tomato Beef Brisket Soup”

When he was a child, his mother always thought he was too thin, and he didn't like soup, so his mother cooked various soups for him in different ways.

Among them, Youdao tomato beef brisket soup is his favorite.

“Tomato sirloin soup? I like it too”

It's actually the same as her preference. She likes to drink this tomato beef brisket soup. It's sour, healthy and not greasy at all.

As she often drinks it, she often sees her mother making this soup. She still knows the general process a little bit, and she will ask the servant for advice later. There should be no problem.

Pretending not to see the black lines on Dragon Lord Nalan's face, he smiled at Ou Cen, and asked the servant to lead the way to the kitchen to make soup.

The kitchen is stocked with the freshest and top-quality ingredients all year round. The beef brisket is the best part, which is selected from New Zealand and was just airlifted in this morning. It seems to be specially prepared for this soup.

Fang Yiren's knife skills are really not flattering. She originally asked the servant to bring the knife, but looking at the haunted man behind her, she also thought that it would be meaningful to do all this by herself.

So, she decided to do it herself, cutting meat for the first time.

Fang Yiren originally wanted to cut the brisket into thin slices, so that the soup would be cooked faster and the brisket would be more delicious.

As a result, after a few knives, she picked up the beef she had cut, and she couldn't stand it anymore.

It's not a slice, it's just sliced ​​meat lumps. Looking at the big and small lumps on the cutting board, it's a headache.

Beef brisket is not easy to stew well. Does it need to be stewed for several hours?

If you want to drink the soup she stewed, you probably won't be able to drink it at noon!
After thinking about it, I simply cut those lumps into smaller pieces, and now it's done, all of them are pieces of meat, although they are of different sizes.

I can't control that much anymore, even if I cut it again, it will be like this.

I thought, anyway, what I drink in stew is soup, not meat, so I don't care, the stew is important.

So, I poured all the cut meat into the pot, added half a pot of water, and cut a few tomatoes. I remembered that there was ginger in the soup she usually drank, so I cut a large piece of ginger and put it in the pot. Inside, close the lid and wait for the soup to finish.

"Get it done" Fang Yiren worked for a long time, and finally stewed the soup, as if he had completed an extremely difficult project and took a lot of effort.

A pair of eyes have been staring at the pot, seeing it smoking, seeing it tumbling, seeing it make a gurgling sound, I am very happy.

She looked at the pot, he looked at her!
Standing at the kitchen door all the time, the neglected man always had a gloomy face, making soup so happy?Almost no dancing.

When will she be able to cook soup for him so hard!
He also injured his leg before, why didn't he see her cooking soup for him?

She just cooked porridge for him, and it was so unpalatable. This treatment is worlds apart!
He is the one who should drink soup, and the one surnamed Ou is the one who should drink porridge!

No, he is not even qualified to drink porridge!

Thinking of this, the chill in his eyes inevitably deepened, and he wished he could rush over and overturn the bubbling casserole.

Let him drink soup!Drinking Mistral is almost the same!

Standing at the door was a man as cold as frost. You don't need to look to know that his face is even darker than Bao Gong.

Fang Yiren didn't dare to leave at all, she was afraid that if she left, Nalan Dragon Lord would take the soup away.

She knew this stingy and domineering man too well. When he was stingy, his behavior was childish and cute.

She should just guard the pot honestly!

The kitchen is very big, just move a chair, sit in the kitchen and wait, wait, wait, wait, wait
Two hours later, she felt that the soup was almost stewed, so she put a little salt in it. She was afraid of adding too much, so she added salt little by little, for fear of putting too much.

Nalan Dragon Lord kept his eyes cold, seeing her so cautious, really hated him so much that his teeth itch, and he felt poisonous in his heart, "Put more, put more"

The way she does things so carefully is really charming!
However, it was not for him!
It's not for him?
How could it not sting his eyes and make him feel malicious, wishing to put something else in it.

Unfortunately, he can only think about it and can't do anything.

Under Fang Yiren's care, the taste of the soup was neither salty nor bland, just right.

"I want to drink" The man who had been pretending to be cold finally spoke
Fang Yiren was speechless, that's all, since he has been guarding the door for most of the day, give him some favors!

"Reward you a bowl"

"Fang Yiren, are you fat?"

Actually said to reward him with a bowl and treat him as a beggar?
Just looking for death!
"Forget it if you don't drink," the indifferent answer made him even more jealous.

Fang Yiren brought over the tableware that had been prepared earlier and prepared to serve soup.

Dragon Lord Nalan snatched the spoon from Fang Yiren's hand and scolded her to get another set of tableware.

Only then did he realize that she only prepared tableware for that damned surnamed Ou, not his?

If he didn't take the initiative to ask for soup, wouldn't he even have a share of the scum?
So annoying!

Thinking that he, Nalan Dragon Lord, had been so proud all his life, and he was reduced to the point of asking for alms from others for a bowl of soup?
Sad!
He wiped away his tears and comforted himself: "A good man doesn't suffer from immediate losses, let's talk after drinking the soup!"

Forget it, she doesn't have the same knowledge as this stingy man, so she obediently went to fetch the tableware for him.

After she brought back a new set of tableware, Nalan Dragon Lord had already picked up a large bowl of soup and was drinking it.

That was the big bowl lid she was going to use to hold the soup, and she had to use the small glazed bowl in her hand to drink the soup.

"How can you drink first?"

Fang Yiren looked at the big bowl of soup he was holding. Is this drinking cows and mules?
Looking at the pot again, there was only a small bowl left, how could he drink so much soup by himself, on purpose?
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