In the end, Su Changqing was defeated.
His reason told him that Tao Xian was an important guest he invited, and the guest's needs should be given priority.
As for him, he could have asked Su Ruotong to make another midnight snack after sending Tao Xian away.
With such a mood, Su Changqing finished the roasted sea cucumber with green onion at the same speed as eating noodles, licking his lips with unfinished content.
Now he was only seventy percent full, but he couldn't eat any of Wu Ma's cooking.
It was only one meal, and his appetite was already eaten by Su Ruotong.
Tao Xian glared at Su Changqing, and felt that the decline of Su's catering was not without reason.
How can Su's Catering be so good with such a chairman who doesn't appreciate food at all like Zhu Bajie eats ginseng fruit?
He slowly finished his double portion of beef noodles and sea cucumber.
The taste of sea cucumber is better than Tao Xian could imagine.
Every time the teeth collide with the sea cucumber, it is a kind of enjoyment.
The elastic and tender sea cucumber meat covered with delicious juice filled his mouth, making him reluctant to swallow it.
He even couldn't help but lower his eyes, closed his eyes and savored it for a long time.
After finishing the meal slowly, Tao Xian elegantly took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth.
He intertwined his slender fingers and said, "Mr.
Su, my grandfather is Tao Yide."
"Mr.
Tao, I know."
Su Changqing laughed: "His cooking skills are the best in China, and he is a national treasure of our country.
It's a pity that he has never had the opportunity to see him."
"I mean, my grandfather is Tao Yide."
Tao Xian looked at Su Changqing intently.
He decided to give up his previous idea of leaving, stay to help the Su family, and simply told his true identity.
Su Changqing's face was full of confusion, and Tao Xian was surprised.
Could it be that Su Qiuhong really didn't tell his descendants about that past event?
This was a big favor.
Tao Xian didn't believe that someone could be so stupid.
Facts have proved that some people are really that stupid.
Su Qiuhong risked his life to save Tao Yide without any intention of repaying him, and he didn't even mention it to his son.
After Tao Xian understood this, his feelings for Su Changqing improved a lot.
Although Su Changqing was not good at cooking and restaurant management, he was unexpectedly a decent man.
No wonder he never did well in business.
"My dad, my dad has a bad temper."
Su Changqing sighed, thinking of the bad-tempered old man who had always lived in his heart, his ears turned red: "As a younger generation, I don't know many things about him. , I would also like to thank Mr.
Tao for telling me this past incident.”
"I mean," Tao Xian thought for a while, "Since our two families have such a close relationship, I will not stay in the hotel during the next period of time, and I will have to leave everything to my uncle."
Su Changqing was stunned and worked together for a long time.
Tao Xian was begging for help.
His eyes fell on the handkerchief that Tao Xian had put on the table and he had just wiped his mouth.
Su Changqing immediately understood that Tao Xian had definitely eaten the food cooked by his daughter and that's why he did this.
This is a good thing.
Su Changqing's eyes lit up.
Anyway, there were many empty houses at home.
If Tao Xian could move in, he would definitely do his best to help him renovate Su's Catering.
The two men looked at each other and settled the matter.
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Upstairs, Su Ruotong took a nap.
This body is very thin, and she has not yet recovered from a serious illness.
Cooking such a meal just now took a lot of energy from her.
When she woke up, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.
Su Ruotong stood in the bathroom of the bedroom brushing her teeth.
In the past, in the world of cultivation, one dust-purifying technique could solve all problems, but here, you have to go through many tedious steps before you can clean yourself.
But she was told not to wash up, but she couldn't do it.
After all, she had been mysophobic for so many years and couldn't get over it.
The only good thing is that the cleaning products here are delicious and fun to use.
There was a knock at the door, and Su Ruotong opened the door.
Her little heart-shaped face, which had just taken a hot bath, was rosy, and she looked much healthier.
Su Changqing looked at Su Ruotong with a stiff face: "Tongtong, are you feeling better?"
"It's better."
Su Ruotong said.
Su Changqing said: "The guests at home tasted the noodles you made and liked them very much.
Can you teach Mother Wu and watch her make some late night snacks.
If you are still not feeling well, don't go in.
Don't show off."
Su Ruotong was worried about Wu Ma's craftsmanship: "I'll do it myself."
It's not easy to be too full after a late night snack, but also something easy to digest.
Su Ruotong thought about it, defrosted the cod in the refrigerator, and prepared to make a simple seafood ball soup.
"Miss, isn't it good to eat fish at night?"
Wu's mother said doubtfully.
Su Changqing also has the habit of eating late night snacks, and every late night snack is purely vegetarian.
"Wu Ma, I feel confident."
Su Ruotong said.
She has rested on the esophagus for thousands of years, and her training is not in vain.
As long as any ingredient is held in her hands, she can immediately tell which part is the most delicious, what nutritional value it has, how to cook it best, and what to pair it with.
It sounds amazing, but this is the most basic course for practicing esophagus.
Although the world has changed, it remains the same.
Su Ruotong still knows how to distinguish ingredients.
Cod is rich in nutrients and good for the human body.
It is used to make fish ball soup.
The amount is not large and if it is tender enough, you will feel full and comfortable after drinking it.
It is very easy to digest.
It can also make people fall asleep with a sense of satisfaction just right.
After washing her slender and white onion-like fingers, Su Ruotong picked up the kitchen knife.
There was a flash of snowy light on the blade, and the fish meat was cut into thin slices.
Su Ruotong threw the pieces of transparent fish meat into the basin and stirred it with chopsticks.
It took only a short time for the fish meat to be minced.
Su Ruotong put down the minced meat, put the casserole on the fire, and poured in mountain spring water.
In less than a minute after the flames licked the bottom of the pot, Su Ruotong had gently rolled the fish into eight round balls the size of Yuanxiao.
Each one was white and flawless, shining with the unique luster of fish.
Putting the meatballs gently into the pot of warm water, Su Ruotong turned around and put in the seasonings, kelp, seaweed and other things she had prepared earlier as the water temperature changed.
These ingredients were obviously the most ordinary, but when Su Ruotong cooked them like this, an extremely alluring aroma came out of the pot, getting stronger and stronger.
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Wu Ma couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
The aroma was so incredible, even though it was different from the beef at noon.
The aroma of the noodles is quite different, but the seductive effect is similar.
Su Ruotong kept the fire low, and after about eight minutes, fish-eye bubbles began to appear in the pot.
Su Ruotong raised her hand and picked up the pepper bottle, placed it on the pot, ground two rounds of fine pepper into the pot, paused briefly, flicked the bottle again, and watched the little bit of pepper powder stuck on the mouth of the bottle fall.
After entering the pot, he nodded with satisfaction and turned off the heat.
The fish ball soup, which was already extremely tempting, suddenly changed in taste after adding a little bit of crushed pepper.
If the previous taste was seductive to the core, the current taste is such that Wu Ma would rather be resigned from her job than to have a taste.
At the door of the kitchen, Su Changqing and Tao Xian had been standing there, impatiently waiting for the meal to be ready.
Su Ruotong turned around and smiled.
Holding the spoon under the light, she was simply a goddess in the eyes of everyone.
Tao Xian looked at Su Ruotong's action of serving soup and held his breath involuntarily.
It turns out that the delicious meal at noon was cooked by this humble girl in front of me.
The slightly loose sleeves slid down gently to Su Ruotong's elbow as she filled the soup, revealing a large scar that had just been covered with blood, which was shocking.
Tao Xian's eyes suddenly shrank: She was injured: