Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

"I knew it."

The two sat here chatting for a while, very comfortable.

Sang Cheng saw that it was almost time and he was going to prepare dinner.

"My wife, please rest here while I prepare the ingredients for dinner."

"It's time, let's sit here for a while and talk."

"I want to do it too, but it takes a lot of time to prepare these ingredients. Today, I'm the only one. I'll make it a little earlier to avoid being unable to eat in time when my brother and the others come back in the evening."

This is also true. Song Tingran also stood up and put on his shoes. He and Sang Cheng did the same.

It just so happens that I haven't been cooking for the past few days, so I want to show you my skills again.

Because Qiao Jinshu was clamoring for noodles, Song Tingran asked Sang Cheng to roll the noodles and make an appetizing pot of sour noodles with some side dishes. There was no need to stir-fry the noodles.

I had some leftover short-cut pork from before, and I also made a short-cut pork with sour soup using tomatoes and fungus.

The smell made me drool. The black kitchen was busy. Chang Yuqiao was back. He washed his hands and came to help.

"My wife, I have already made a set of clothes for Liu Bai. It is according to his usual style, but the cuffs are still a bit different. I can embroider them tomorrow." Chang Yuqiao said while washing the cucumbers.

"Thank you for your hard work. I made a set in just a few days."

"It's okay. I don't have anything to do in the embroidery workshop. Luo Mingyue and the others work efficiently."

Liu Bai's neck suddenly appeared in Song Tingran's mind, "Hey, Qiao, are the clothes you made for Liu Bai high-collared or low-collared?"

"Gao, I saw that he always wore this kind of clothes after he came to the embroidery workshop, so he made similar styles. However, the fabrics are the best in our embroidery workshop and are wear-resistant. He doesn't spend every morning with his second brother and the others. When practicing martial arts, you always have to be strong."

This reminded Song Tingran that Liu Bai on the banks of Liushui River liked to dance, and Liu Bai here liked to practice martial arts.

That is to say, when I first came here, my identity was suspected and I danced once, but that time was far less than the dance on the Liushui River bank.

Seeing Song Tingran in a daze, Chang Yuqiao asked, "What's wrong, my wife? Is there anything wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's done very well. I just thought that Liu Bai's style in Liushui Riverbank was different from now. I guess he's embarrassed to be here. He must also like it. I'll make him a slanted lapel for the next piece. "

"Well, I still remember him dancing like a butterfly. It was so beautiful."

Chang Yuqiao kept it in mind.

There was another sound outside. It was Wen Wen and Wen Li who came back, along with Xiao Yuchen, whom they met on the road.

"Qiao, steamed seabass, whatever you like, I'll make your bowl of sour noodle soup alone, I won't spice it up for you."

"Okay, but don't bother, I can eat a little spicy now."

"No trouble, I'll put it out for you first, and just mix the ingredients separately."

After Song Tingran finished speaking, he looked at Sang Cheng again. He couldn't eat because of the medicine he took before, but now he has stopped drinking for a long time. Because he has not eaten spicy food for a long time, he rarely eats it now.

"Sang Cheng, do you want some clear soup too?" Song Tingran asked.

"No, I want to eat normal food. Normal food tastes good. I can do that."

"Really, don't be brave."

"Really, I can eat it, as long as it's not spicy."

Song Tingran knew in her mind that she couldn't eat spicy food. It was delicious, but she would have diarrhea after eating it.

Sang Cheng cut the boiled eggs into pieces, put them all into a small basin, and began to season them confidently. He had learned how to mix eggs with Wen Li, and he was very confident.

Song Tingran had been waiting for a long time. He mixed it for a long time and took a bite. It was very good.

Chang Yuqiao also mixed a garlic eggplant. When he wanted to add chili oil, Song Tingran quickly stopped him.

"Don't put the chili pepper in. This garlic eggplant is the best this way."

"Okay, Wife, I've finished this, you can try it too."

Song Tingran took a bite. It was a very authentic garlic eggplant, a bite of noodles and a bite of eggplant. She couldn't even imagine how delicious it was, and she could eat it in a while.

Wen Ci and Wen Li also walked into the kitchen and each made chicory peanuts and cold beef.

Because it is served with sour soup noodles, most of the dishes are mixed vegetables.

Wen Li saw that it was just a piece of crispy pork in sour soup, so he quickly made a scrambled egg with kohlrabi, which was very light and nutritious.

"By the way, Xiaoyi said he wanted to eat prawns at noon, and I picked out all the shrimp threads in the afternoon." Sang Cheng took out the prawns from the corner.

Wen Ci advocated cooking the prawns to make cucumber prawns, and the husbands got busy.

Song Tingran also served a bowl of sour noodles and brought cold beef to Xiufang.

It was her husband who still called her, and she didn't hide it, saying that she would bring some food to Liu Bai.

After Song Tingran left, the husbands looked at each other.

Sang Cheng: "I don't know how old Liu Bai is this year, but he looks similar to us."

Chang Yuqiao: "I'll find a chance to ask tomorrow. I still like Liu Bai quite a lot. I think he's a nice guy. He's also good at martial arts and gets along well with children."

Xiao Yuchen: "What do you mean? Why did you suddenly talk about Liu Bai? I think these prawns are delicious even if they are boiled."

Wen Ci: "Second brother, didn't you see that the wife took something and went to the embroidery workshop to give Liu Bai food?"

Xiao Yuchen: "I saw it."

Everyone: "..."

Xiao Yuchen steamed buns.

Wen Li: "We'll have to discuss this later when eldest brother comes back."

The husbands all agreed, but Xiao Yuchen was still at a loss. "When I deliver a meal, do I have to report to my elder brother before I can deliver it?"

"..."

Embroidery Workshop, second floor.

Song Tingran and Liu Bai were in the same room again, and this time Liu Bai took the initiative to close the door.

"What are you doing with the door closed?" Song Tingran put the food box on the table.

"I thought you liked closing doors. You closed the door last time too."

Song Tingran changed the topic and stopped talking about being incompetent. Just say Potian, this door is also closed?

"I made sour noodle soup today. It tastes good. I'll give you a bowl."

"Thank you."

Liu Bai opened the food box and immediately saw the appetizing sour noodles and a serving of cold beef underneath.

"And beef?"

"Well, Wen Li made it. His craftsmanship is always very good."

Liu Bai took it out and didn't eat it immediately. Instead, he looked at Song Tingran and said, "You didn't mean that you did it." Declarative sentence.

"I made the sour soup noodles and the beef Wenli. Is there any problem?"

"No."

Liu Bai started eating, and his taste buds were conquered in one bite. His appetite was greatly stimulated. The food in Xiufang was also good, but the taste was not so amazing.

"Isn't it delicious? It's the only one in the world." Song Tingran Ju liked to watch others eat up the things she made with relish, and was very proud now.

Liu Bai swallowed this mouthful and turned his head to look, "Well, it's the only one in the world."