BOOK-3

1730

Chapter 1730 Is she troublesome?

Turn off the lights and protect your eyes     Font: Large, Medium, Small

[Previous Chapter] [Table of Contents] [Next Chapter]

Shen Qingci opened the pot, scooped out a bowl, and prepared to send it to Lao Hengli later.

"Madam, have you been to Cangtao?"

Asu was surprised. Why, Shen Qingci had really been to Cangtao, but he could actually cook Cangtao's food. But she had been with Shen Qingci for several years, although in these few years, they had also He travels all over the country, but never leaves the great Zhou Dynasty.

And where did Shen Qingci learn these Cang Tao dishes?

"Been there."

Shen Qingci smelled the pimple soup in the bowl again and couldn't help but laugh, "That was all a few years ago. You were still young at that time."

Asu "..."

Who said she was old just now?

Now he said that she was young, so I had to let her finish the whole thing.

Shen Qingci is still waiting to go back, because she is afraid that the pimple soup will cool down and it will not taste good after a while. As for her past great achievements, she will tell them about them when she is free.

She can guarantee that what she has experienced is much more exciting than those told by storytellers.

Gently, she opened the door a small crack, and Lao Henglu was still busy inside. The light of the luminous pearl also fell on his face, softening the hazy light and shadow, and he was handsome and noble.

Shen Qingci has never changed, but he has never changed anything. He still hasn't grown a beard. If he did, it would be a loss of face, so he will no longer keep it. Standing with his three sons, he may not be inferior. How many of them.

"A Ning?"

Lao Henglu put down his pen and called Shen Qingci's name. In fact, he was already there when she came over just now, but she just took a look and left again. He thought she was I went to bed, but I didn't think, is this coming again?

What's the matter, can't he sleep?

A squeaking sound.

Shen Qingci opened the door, brought the bowl over, and placed it on the table. She sat on the side and propped up her face with her hands.

Lao Hengli picked up the bowl and smelled it. It felt quite good. "Who made this?"

Shen Qingci pointed at himself.

"I learned this from Cang Tao, and it's something the locals often eat. It tastes different from my Da Zhou, but it's quite delicious."

After Shen Qingci finished speaking, she looked at him eagerly, as if to say, "Eat quickly. You will praise me after you finish eating."

Lao Henglu took the chopsticks on one side and started eating.

And after he took a bite, it indeed tasted good.

"You can have this again tomorrow."

Lao Heng thought that he also liked this taste. It was not the delicacies from the mountains and seas, nor was it carefully cooked by those chefs. Of course, it was not the exquisite delicacies made by the imperial chefs in the palace, but it was because it was made by Shen Qingci.

So after eating this, you will feel that this taste has entered your heart.

When this person is in a good mood, his food will naturally taste different.