ugly moth

When Fei Mo entered the kitchen, she thought that there would be a fire in the house later, and it was not too cold, so she didn't close the door, so she could see the shadow of Qian Wei outside the door.

Qian Weisheng didn't say anything, but he didn't leave either.

Fei Mo thought for a while, went to the table and lowered the wick in the oil lamp, then went out and walked behind Chi Misheng, and pushed him into the kitchen. I want to come in and have a look.

With Senmi alive, the kitchen door had to be closed.

Fei Mo, whose back was turned to Chi Misheng, didn't see Qian Misheng behind him staring at his back inexplicably when he closed the door, but looked back when Fei Mo turned around.

Fei Mo didn't go to see Qian Misheng, but cut ginger slices by herself, but she didn't put them in in time, but put sugar first.

Staring at Qian Weisheng all the time, seeing that Fei Mo didn't put the ginger on the cutting board into the pot, she nodded reassuringly.

And Fei Moth, who turned his back to Qian Misheng, took out the ginger that Qian Misheng had peeled and put on the lid of the pot, wrapped it with gauze that was drained aside, squeezed a lot of ginger juice into the pot, and mixed it with brown sugar. Burn one piece.

After the water is boiled, the brown sugar and ginger flavors come out.

"No ginger." Qian Weisheng said it again.

Fei Mo smiled and nodded: "There is no ginger, it's the ginger that has been steamed on the cutting board, and it won't taste good when you eat it."

Qian Misheng, who had never cooked before, was deceived in this way.

Then add golden jujube, wolfberry, longan, tremella, lotus seeds and continue to simmer; after the water boils again, turn to low heat and simmer until the taste of the ingredients dilutes the taste of brown sugar and ginger.

When the heat was about the same, turn the fire to high again, bring the sweet soup to a boil again, and break the raw eggs into the boiling water. Thinking that only Qian Weisheng would eat it, Fei Moth only cracked one egg.

"Master, do you prefer half-boiled eggs or hard-boiled eggs?" Fei Mo asked casually while staring intently at the eggs rolling in the pot.

Qian Weisheng was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Fei Mo to ask him this question, before he could decide what to choose, Fei Mo said regretfully, "Oh, the eggs are fully cooked."

Hesitation, in fact, has already made a choice, and time waits for no one.

"Master, are hard-boiled eggs okay?" Fei Moth took out the eggs and other ingredients, which was exactly a bowl, and the white eggs were nestled in the middle of the soup bowl.

For this kind of sweet soup, it is best to turn off the heat and pour it out immediately after cooking, otherwise it will lose its original taste in the subsequent simmer.

Qian Weisheng actually didn't care about whether the eggs were cooked or not at all, but it was Fei Mo who asked, and he thought about it, but in the end it was still a fully cooked egg.

"It's fine." Qian Weisheng replied.

Fei Mo brought the sweet soup in front of Qian Weisheng, then stepped back and stood aside.

Longan, red dates, egg syrup, nourishing qi and blood, suitable for people who are afraid of cold and anemia.

Fei Mo has been thinking that Qian Weisheng is not good at behavior, he must be cold, and he is not seen in the daytime on weekdays, and he must have a little deficiency of Qi and blood, so eating this sugar water is just right.

On this big night, Qian Weisheng didn't know how many people he had to see, and he was probably too hungry. With the addition of white fungus and lotus seeds, it was just enough to fill his stomach, but not too much to indigest.

The only worry was that the ginger that was put in didn't suit Chimisheng's taste, so it was changed to ginger juice, Fei Mo was still very worried that Chimisheng would taste it.

However, after waiting for a while, Qianwei finished eating all the raw eggs, but he didn't push away the soup bowl, presumably he didn't eat it.

Fei Mo smiled silently, and quietly walked aside to pack her things.

"Where are you going?" Qian Weisheng suddenly put down the soup bowl and stared at Fei Mo and asked.

Fei Mo turned her head in amazement, normally no one would notice when he deliberately kept quiet, but Qian Misheng was able to know that he was moving.

"Clean up your things, it's all messed up." Fei Mo quickly put away her surprise and put on a gentle smile.

Qian Weisheng looked at him for a while, then lowered his head to eat sugar water, but picked out the red dates.

Fei Mo looked at him dumbfounded, he was such a grown man, that one would not eat this, so he persuaded: "Master, why don't you eat some red dates?"

"Don't eat." Qian Weisheng threw out two words in disgust, drank the soup in one go, and then picked out the red dates one by one with chopsticks, which was also very persistent.

"..." Fei Mo wanted to say that this was a waste, but as a housekeeper who hadn't taken office yet, saying this would make her lose the election.

Sighing, Fei Mo had no choice but to turn around and pack up her things, out of sight.

Putting out the charcoal fire in the small stove, and covering it with ashes, Fei Mo turned to look at Qian Weisheng—as expected, he didn't eat any of the red dates, and left them in the bowl.

The two stared at each other for a while, and Fei Mo couldn't stand it anymore: "Master, look..."

Qian Weisheng's eyes suddenly turned cold, Fei Mo could tell that he was angry even if he didn't speak.

Fei Mo quickly sorted out the situation before and after, and it suddenly dawned on him - he shouldn't have asked if he could stay as a housekeeper, it seemed that he just cooked Qian Weisheng's supper just now, as if he was trying to curry favor with Qian Weisheng, rather than sincerely.

"...It's getting late, why don't I send you back to rest?" Fei Mo changed the subject instantly, with a somewhat embarrassed expression, "It's too cold today, be careful of catching a cold."