The taste of fish ball soup is nothing compared to the beauty, but Tao Xian is absent-minded in eating, and he can't help but look at Su Ruotong who is sitting at the other end of the table.

Her dining posture is elegant and perfect, impeccable, like every lady who has been trained in strict etiquette.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, how could he believe that the girl in front of him was so badly injured, and she could still sit casually, and even serve him supreme food.

As a gourmet, Tao Xian is always infinitely tolerant of those who can make delicious food.

But there are exceptions, when this person's cooking skills decline because of subjective blind tossing, especially when he doesn't take his body seriously, Tao Xian will really get angry.

Tao Xian deeply knows how important the body is to a chef, no matter how exquisite the cooking skills are, if the body is not strong enough, it will not be able to show the cooking skills perfectly.

And Su Ruotong not only has an injury on his arm, but also loses too much weight, this kind of figure can be a wild model, but being a cook is far from strong enough!

He had to figure out why this girl didn't care about her body like this.

Su Changqing settled the battle early as usual, holding his chin, watching the other three eat while reminiscing about the wonderful taste of fish ball soup.

The fish balls melt in the mouth, full of fresh seafood, and there is an indescribable fragrance in the soup, which can taste pepper, but it is not as spicy as ordinary soup with pepper, and even the original faint fishy smell of pepper is gone, and it is so delicious that people want to swallow their tongues.

It's a pity that one person only divided two fish balls, and he felt that he could swallow another hundred in one go!

At this moment, Su Changqing's phone rang.

Picked up the phone and listened for a while, Su Changqing's face became ugly, he made a few sounds, 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 puzzledly, and for a while she couldn't remember who Wei Zheng was.

"You forgot? You just had an accident on the way back after attending your Brother Wei Zheng's engagement banquet. Su Changqing explained: "Speak well then, don't lose your temper." ”

Su Ruotong was a little confused, carefully searched the memories of the original owner, and then remembered who Wei Zheng was, her face couldn't help but become a little ugly, her predecessor really left her with a lot of trouble!

The next day was only the fifth watch, the sky was blue, Su Ruotong got up, according to the algorithm on the earth, it was now five o'clock in the morning.

The Su family lives in the villa area of Xinhai City, the surrounding environment is very good, the air has been precipitated overnight, and it is slightly cold with a little sweetness, inhaled into the lungs, and the comfortable Su Ruotong is excited.

She took a hot shower and went downstairs to the kitchen, where it was quiet and there was no one.

At half past six, Su Changqing got up, he had breakfast, and he had to go to work in the company.

His breakfast was similar every day and very simple.

The night before going to bed, Wu's mother would cook a pot of multigrain porridge in a purple casserole, and after a night, it was sticky and thick, just right. Heat up a few quick-frozen custard buns and stir-fry two plates of seasonal vegetables, which he usually eats like this.

When he was about to arrive at the door of the restaurant, Su Changqing's nose twitched subconsciously, and he smelled something terrible.

The kitchen of the Su family is very professional, with ventilation equipment for the whole room, and when cooking, it is just a door, and there is no smell of oil smoke outside. But today, there is a smell wafting from the kitchen that makes people almost hit the wall when they walk, and the powerful ventilation equipment can't stop it.

"Like...... It seems to be bamboo shoots! There is also a bit of tofu smell!" Su Changqing was still sleepy, and was seduced by the aroma, and his whole body was shocked, and he strode open the kitchen door.

"Daddy early. Su Ruotong turned around and smiled, and Wu's mother stood next to her, listening to the instructions to help.

When I entered the door, the smell of the room became stronger. Su Changqing's taste buds that had slept all night were awakened in an instant, and he couldn't help but look to see what his daughter had done.

It smells like tofu and bamboo shoots, but he usually eats these two things, is it so fragrant?

"Today's Miss is making one bamboo shoot and three eats! Not to mention, I haven't paid attention to it before, it turns out that the bamboo shoots are still particular, our family took back the bamboo shoots last week, many of them are green when they are opened and looked at the top, Miss said that such bamboo shoots are old and not delicious, no wonder Su Dong said that the bamboo shoots taste astringent last time. Wu Ma said enthusiastically.

Now is not the time to eat bamboo shoots, which belong to the out-of-season vegetables. Usually, the Su family doesn't eat like this, but Su's Catering has recently been developing a new menu for autumn, and all kinds of ingredients have been bought and tried out. It may be that the season is not right, these bamboo shoots are really unpopular, and the excess was taken home by him, Su Changqing didn't expect Wu's mother to make any tricks, and he couldn't think of picking them up for Su Ruotong.

While listening to Wu's mother, Su Changqing looked into the pot on the cooking table, which was filled with boiled rice bran water, and several large bamboo shoots were floating in it. Next to the pot, there is already a plate of mixed fresh bamboo shoots, and the side dishes are black raw fungus and red carrots, as well as a few pieces of gluten.

In the casserole on the stove next to it, the multigrain porridge was bubbling on the low fire, and one or two diced bamboo shoots cut into squares were tossed up from time to time.

"There are three fresh buns made of steamed tofu, shredded bamboo shoots, and shrimp on the cage drawer, and it will be fine for a while, Su Dong is waiting in the restaurant. Mother Wu saw Su Changqing's eyes shining, and hurriedly persuaded him to go out.

If the family is usually his own person, Su Changqing has no problem eating in advance, but there are guests this morning.

Su Changqing was impatient and looked at his watch: "How many minutes are left?"

"Three minutes is fine. Su Ruotong's long black eyelashes flickered and said.

When Su Changqing heard that it was only three minutes, he immediately lifted his spirits, walked out of the door, and found that Tao Xian had not come down yet.

He just wanted to step up to call Tao Xian, but he paused!

Nowadays, young people like to go to bed late and get up late, and yesterday he woke up at night, and 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 more for the morning meal!

Su Changqing had a faint smile on his face, it was no wonder that he didn't call Tao Xian, it was Tao Xian who wanted to sleep.

After a while, Wu's mother held the food plate and brought all the food.

"Huh, where's Mr. Tao?" asked Mama Wu curiously.

"Xiao Tao is still sleeping!" Su Changqing saw that Wu's mother seemed to have the intention of telling Tao Xian to get up, so he hurriedly waved his hand to stop it, with a righteous face: "It was past one o'clock in the middle of the night last year, and there was still a sound in his room, so tell him to sleep more." ”

"Oh!" Wu Ma was empathetic and said, "Mr. Tao slept a little late. It was past ten o'clock yesterday, and Mr. Tao was still downstairs talking to me and asking me about Miss. ”

Su Ruotong's heart jumped, remembering that when she had supper yesterday, Tao Xian's dishonest tricks looked her up and down, and she couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. In a bad mood, and the amount of food in this body itself is very small, she only ate a longan bun, drank two spoonfuls of porridge, and put down the chopsticks: "I'm full." "Walk upstairs.