We returned to the ship. Soon, the hunting fellows came back one after another, bringing with them a lot of game, hares, pheasants, and so on, and my eyes lit up when they looked at me.

I happily pulled the fat master, "Master, can we bake this and eat it?" ”

I pointed to a hare on the ground. "Master, we can cook soup and drink this!"

I nodded to the pheasant next to me.

"Hehe, it's all good, it's all good!" The fat master rolled up his sleeves and replied to me, and after a while, he said mysteriously, "There are also additional vegetables!" ”

On the side of the boat deep in the water, the fat master pulled up a long cyan bamboo basket, and inside was a big fish jumping around.

The fat master grabbed the big fish and proudly held it up in front of me, "Little girl, is this a good addition to the dish?" "Good!" I answered him cheerfully.

The fat master was busy in the stove, and I gave him a hand on the side.

Thinking about it for so long, I haven't cooked a side dish yet.

I thought about it, and plucked up the courage to open my mouth to the fat master, "Master, Xiaoling saw you cooking and doing that, that has been a long time, your old man is very hard, then, I, I want to help make one or two dishes, do you think it's okay?" ”

The words were already out, and my heart was anxious waiting for his answer. Unexpectedly, the fat master laughed loudly, "Girl, thinking about becoming a teacher so soon?" ”

"My red cloud flew up my cheeks. I thought that this was the master's refusal, and I was about to exit the door, but there was a voice behind me, "Hey, don't go, girl, come on!" "Good!" The situation took a sharp turn, and I grabbed the dishes on the table with joy and got busy.

When you open the steaming food box, the first thing that catches your eye is a bowl of rice.

It is made with wine-soaked shrimp, green vegetable cores, bright red beans and golden millet, and the ingredients are put into the pot at different times to bring out the perfect taste.

The pine smoked pheasant is cut into thin slices, and the greasy is absorbed with cotton paper, with a pungent fragrance, and a small plate of dipping sauce next to it is carefully blended by me, and now the world is very short of seasoning, so I have to use the crispy plums and the wild fruits picked on the mountain to mash the pulp with a little salt to bring out the taste, sweet and sour and refreshing with the smoked roasted pheasant slices is a perfect match.

Fish head tofu soup is a home-cooked dish, and it used to be my father's favorite.

I couldn't help but shed tears when I made this dish, and all that came to my eyes was the situation where I was coquettish with my fat dad in my arms in the past, and I was afraid that the master would see it, so I quietly wiped away my tears.

Dad often said that there is no special skill in this dish, as long as it is good fish! Considering the dumb young master with an extremely sharp mouth, I put some effort into tofu. In fact, it is not very special, that is, a square the size of a chess grid is cut out of the best ham, embedded in the tofu and steamed in water. When the soup is put into the soup in this way, the tofu has already absorbed the aroma of the ham.

The fat master was amazed at my craftsmanship and couldn't help but give a thumbs up. I smiled shyly.

I didn't send the dinner, but after a long day's hard work, the most important part is to accept the results, and I don't want to fake others. I'd love to see how that person would react after seeing the dish I cooked.

I suppressed the hope in my heart and went to the inner cabin with the food box.

The figure in white was leaning on the windowsill in contemplation.

The cabin was brightly lit, and he seemed to have just woken up, and the satin robe was loosely tied around his body, revealing the pure white skin around his neck, which was far more lustrous than the brocade robe on his body.

The long black hair has not yet been combed neatly, it is loosely draped, the breeze in the window is blowing, slightly blowing, the deep black eyes, the slightly pale lips, under the illumination of the light, showing another beauty that is completely different from the daytime, handsome and beautiful There is a trace of enchantment!

I was amazed in my heart how easy it was to calm my feelings.

I couldn't bear to break his calm, so I endured it before I lowered my head and spoke, "Young master, the little one is here to deliver food!" ”

I felt him turn his head to look at me, but he didn't even glance at the steaming food box and gestured for me to go out.

Back in the firewood room, the fat master greeted him excitedly, "Girl, how is it?" ”

I shook my head with a bitter face, "Just leave it there!" I don't know what the fate of the last food will be. ”

The fat master patted me on the shoulder comfortingly, and only when I went out did I hear him sigh forbearingly.

The long figure in front of the window stood for a long time, and then he opened the food box on the table as if he remembered something, he carefully studied the food inside, and was about to close it, when he suddenly remembered something, he picked up the bamboo chopsticks, and put the dishes and soup inside into the empty bowl prepared on the side

"Master, the young master has eaten, the young master has eaten the food I cooked!"

I had been pacing back and forth like a trapped beast for almost an hour before I received the food box from the man, and after thanking the man, I carefully placed the food box on the stove like a treasure, and my hands involuntarily made a gesture of folding.

The moment I took a deep breath and held my breath, the moment I opened, joy came like a tide, and the whole firewood room was my cheer. It's a super accomplishment for such a picky eater to be able to eat the food I cook.

The fat master was hugged by me, smiled helplessly, and quickly made a boo to quiet me down.

It's still such a starry night, on the desk, Su Shi's words have been written one after another, and the little guys who cleaned up the study during the day have been neatly stacked.

The young man in white who was writing down a pen in front of the desk heard the noisy movement at the stern, his indifferent expression fluctuated lightly, the corners of his mouth were slightly pulled, and a shallow smile was fleeting on his lips.

The bright moon in front of the window seemed to be touched by the charming smile of the young man, and the silver-white moonlight fell softly like the melting ice and snow in early spring.

The surging river is rolling and the torrent is passing eastward, how many heroes are exhausted, how many hearts are hidden, and the bright moon sees that the light ripples set off by the small porcelain bowl are swept by the river and disappear in an instant, as if there has never been a zài.

Chapter 16 Only the moon is bright

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