The taste of fish ball soup is unparalleled, but Tao Xian eats absent-mindedly.
He can't help but look at Su Ruotong sitting at the other end of the dining table.
Her dining posture is elegant, perfect and impeccable, just like every lady who has gone through strict etiquette training.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, how could he have believed that the girl in front of him was so seriously injured and could still sit there as if nothing had happened, and even served him the best food.
As a gourmet, Tao Xian is always infinitely tolerant of people who can cook delicious food.
But there are exceptions.
When this person's cooking skills decline due to subjective messing around, especially when he doesn't take his body seriously, Tao Xian will really get angry.
Tao Xian deeply understands how important the body is to a chef.
No matter how exquisite his cooking skills are, if his body is not strong enough, he will not be able to perfectly demonstrate his cooking skills.
Moreover, Su Ruotong not only has injuries on her arms, but is also too thin.
With this kind of figure, she can be a wild model, but she is far from strong enough to be a cook.
He had to figure out why this girl didn't care about her body so much.
Su Changqing settled the battle early as usual, holding his chin, watching the other three eat, while savoring the wonderful taste of fish ball soup.
The fish balls are tender and melt in your mouth, full of fresh seafood flavor, and there is an indescribable aroma in the soup.
You can taste the addition of pepper, but it is not as spicy as ordinary soups with pepper, and even the pepper is not Some of the faint fishy smell has also been dealt with, and it is so delicious that you want to swallow your tongue.
It was a pity that each person only had two fish balls.
He thought he could still swallow a hundred more in one go.
At this moment, Su Changqing's phone rang.
After picking up the phone and listening for a while, Su Changqing's face turned ugly.
He hummed a few times, put down the phone, and said to Su Ruotong: "Brother Wei Zheng will pick you up tomorrow morning and apologize to you."
"Why?"
Su Ruotong asked in confusion.
For a while, she couldn't remember who Wei Zheng was.
"You forgot that something happened to you on the way back from your brother Wei Zheng's engagement party."
Su Changqing explained: "Speak well then and don't lose your temper."
Su Ruotong was a little confused.
She carefully searched the memories of the original owner before she remembered who Wei Zheng was.
Her expression turned ugly.
Her predecessor really left her with a lot of trouble.
It was the fifth watch on the second day, and the sky was turning blue.
Su Ruotong got up.
According to the calculation on earth, it was now five o'clock in the morning.
The Su family lived in the villa area of Xinhai City.
The surrounding environment was excellent.
After a night of precipitation, the air was slightly cold and a little sweet.
Inhaling it into the lungs, Su Ruotong felt comfortable and shivered.
She took a hot bath and walked downstairs to the kitchen.
At this moment, the room was quiet and there was no one.
At half past six, Su Changqing got up.
After breakfast, he had to go to the company to work.
His breakfast is the same every day, very simple.
Before going to bed the night before, Wu's mother would cook a pot of multigrain porridge in a purple clay pot.
After a night, it was sticky and thick, just right.
Then heat up a few frozen custard buns and stir-fry two plates of seasonal vegetables, which is how he usually eats.
As he approached the door of the restaurant, Su Changqing's nose twitched subconsciously, and he smelled something terrible.
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The Su family's kitchen is very professionally done and has ventilation equipment throughout the room.
When cooking, there is only a door between them, so there is no smell of oily smoke outside.
But today, there was an aroma wafting from the kitchen that made people almost hit the wall while walking, and even the powerful ventilation equipment could not stop it.
"It looks like bamboo shoots and has a bit of tofu smell."
Su Changqing was still sleepy, but seduced by the aroma, her whole body was shaken and she strode open the kitchen door.
"Good morning, Dad."
Su Ruotong turned around and smiled.
Wu Ma stood next to her, listening to the instructions and helping.
After entering the door, the fragrance in the room became stronger.
Su Changqing's taste buds that had been sleeping all night were instantly awakened, and she couldn't help but poke her head to see what her daughter had done.
It smells like tofu and bamboo shoots, but he usually eats these two.
Is it so fragrant?
"Today, the lady made one bamboo shoot and three to eat.
Not to mention, I never noticed it before.
It turns out that there is something special about choosing bamboo shoots.
Many of the bamboo shoots we brought back last week were green when we peeled off the tops.
The lady said that these bamboo shoots are old and unpalatable.
No wonder Mr.
Su said that the bamboo shoots taste astringent last time," Wu Ma said warmly.
Now is not the time to eat bamboo shoots, which are out-of-season vegetables.
Normally, the Su family doesn't eat like this, but Su's Catering has been developing a new autumn menu recently, and has bought a bunch of various ingredients to try out.
Maybe it was the wrong season, but these bamboo shoots were really unpalatable when they were made, so he took the extra ones home.
Su Changqing didn't expect Wu Ma to make any tricks, but he didn't expect Su Ruotong to pick them out.
While listening to Wu Ma's words, Su Changqing looked into the pot on the cooking table.
Inside was boiled rice bran water, with several large bamboo shoots floating in it.
Next to the pot, there is already a plate of mixed fresh bamboo shoots.
The side dishes are black raw fungus, bright red carrots, and a few pieces of gluten.
In the casserole on the stove next to it, the multigrain porridge was simmering over a low fire, with fish-eye blisters popping up.
From time to time, one or two diced bamboo shoots cut into squares were tossed in.
"There are three fresh buns made of tofu, shredded bamboo shoots and shrimps steamed on the basket.
They will be ready in a moment.
Su Dong will wait in the restaurant."
Seeing Su Changqing's eyes light up, Wu Ma quickly persuaded him to go out.
If Su Changqing was usually alone at home, it would be okay for Su Changqing to eat something in advance, but there were guests this morning.
Su Changqing was impatient and looked at his watch: "There are still a few minutes."
"Just three minutes."
Su Ruotong said with her long black eyelashes flickering.
When Su Changqing heard that it only lasted three minutes, he immediately became energetic.
When he walked out of the door, he found that Tao Xian hadn't come down yet.
Just as he was about to take a step up to call Tao Xian, he paused.
Today's young people like to go to bed late and get up late.
Yesterday, when he got up late, he seemed to hear the sound of a TV in the guest room where Tao Xian lived.
Besides, if Tao Xian doesn't come, won't he be able to eat an extra portion of the morning meal?
Su Changqing had a faint smile on his face.
It's not his fault that he didn't call Tao Xian, it was Tao Xian who wanted to sleep.
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After a while, Wu Ma held up the food tray and served all the food.
"Where is Mr.
Tao?"
Wu Ma asked curiously.
"Xiao Tao is still sleeping."
Seeing that Wu Ma seemed to be trying to wake Tao Xian up, Su Changqing quickly waved her hand to stop her, with a righteous look on her face: "Last night at around one o'clock, there were still sounds in his room.
Tell him to sleep more. " "Oh," Wu Ma said understandingly, "Mr.
Tao slept a little late.
It was past ten o'clock yesterday, and Mr.
Tao was still talking to me downstairs, asking me about my lady."
Su Ruotong's heart skipped a beat.
She remembered that when she was having midnight snack yesterday, Tao Xian's dishonest eyes were looking up and down on her body, and she couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
She was in a bad mood, and her body's appetite was very small.
She only ate a longan bun and two spoonfuls of porridge, then put down her chopsticks and said, "I'm full."
She walked upstairs
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