There is no cook in the kitchen, which is different from the old lady Tong and Tong Rui's yard where Qin Yu stayed.

At lunch, Qin Yu couldn't help but sigh, and looked sideways at the two girls who were burning the fire.

"There are no cooks here?"

Who knew that the two people who were doing the work with their waists on their waists laughed sarcastically when they heard this, and one of them turned his head with disdain on his face: "Cook? You think too much, how can there be a cook here, Miss? ”

How do you eat without a cook?

Who knew that the two girls stood up one after the other, and one of them was wearing a small blue jacket and long skirt, and the girl with a round face said: "The things in this kitchen are all done by me and Liniang." Hearing this, the other girl nodded, and then looked at Qin Yu.

"Linghuai doesn't do chores, concentrates on serving Miss, and leaves the rest to me and Liansheng."

"Don't be idle." Naturally, these words were said to Qin Yu.

Qin Yu was quite helpless when she heard this, so she had to fumble around in the small kitchen for a long time before she saw a few fruits and vegetables.

I touched some of the dried leaves, which were already hanging down, without the slightest water stain, so dry, obviously left for a long time, and the green was not very clear, and it looked very dull.

How long have these dishes been sitting?

Even so, Qin Yu had no other choice, grabbed a handful of sick vegetables, and selected some potatoes, lotus roots, and eggs that had sprouted.

"No fish or anything like that?" Qin Yu rinsed the vegetables with the water in the wooden barrel.

One side of her face, but saw Li Niang and Na Liansheng looking at her with strange expressions.

Qin Yu was stunned, reacted, and felt even more helpless in her heart, turned around and didn't speak, and concentrated on cleaning up the dishes.

Who knew that within half an hour, Li Niang and Lian Sheng said that lunch was ready.

Qin Yu wondered how it was so fast, she had just peeled the sprouted potatoes clean, and couldn't help but lean over to take a look.

"This thing is going to be eaten by the eldest lady?"

Qin Yu pointed to what was called a good one in disbelief, the inside of the pot was yellow and mushy, and the crystal clear soup was floating on top of it similar to the white of noodles and a few vegetable leaves.

"And this." Li Niang glanced at Qin Yu with disgust, then turned around and brought a small pot of hot dishes.

Qin Yu was speechless and choked, she couldn't bear to look at the pot of black, black, green and green things, her face looked a little complicated, and seeing that the two of them were really going to turn around and send food to Tong Yao, she couldn't help but hurriedly said, "Wait." ”

Although she knew that a concubine was begging for a living under her steproom, she never expected that Tong Yao's life had reached such a point.

The girl in her hand doesn't even know how to eat.

Tong Yao herself is not in good health, let alone the food is made like this.

If you don't eat exquisitely, plus you take medicine all year round, your body and appetite are not good, how can you make up for your body? It's like that, so it can be explained clearly.

……

"Miss, stewed black chicken soup, braided fish, king oyster mushrooms, and longan red dates and peanut porridge." Linghuai reported the name of the dish and couldn't help but swallow saliva in her mouth.

How long has it been since I've eaten something good here?

Tong Yao's thin body sat at the table, holding a book in the palm of her hand, frowning slightly, her pale cheeks, and dark eyes glanced at the simple but exquisite meal on the table, and there was no sadness or joy on her face.

The chicken soup with a hint of oil is fragrant, the crystal clear soup is foamy, the stewed whitish chicken looks tender and smooth, the brown and crispy braided fish, and the soft oyster mushrooms, with a touch of emerald green in the middle, implying vitality.

Tong Yao's long eyelashes trembled and drooped slightly, but her fingers did not move.

Ling Huai had an idea, and she was inexplicably happy in her heart, and said, "Miss, eat some quickly." Seeing that Tong Yao didn't mean to move his mouth, looking at the few exquisite meals, the saliva in his mouth flowed wantonly, and his heart itched tightly.

Tong Yao turned his face sideways, his eyes shifted, he lowered his head, and in an instant, his slender and white fingers were already caressing the longan red date and peanut porridge that was slowly spitting hot air, and the bright and sticky soup exuded a sweet aroma at this moment.

"Keep this bowl of porridge and take the food away." Glancing lightly at the fish in those dishes, Tong Yao said indifferently.

Seeing this, Ling Huai was so happy that she couldn't help but hook the corners of her lips and said with a smile: "Thank you, Miss." There was no surprise or uneasiness at all.

Tong Yao doesn't have to eat anymore, and besides, she can't even taste the things they cook in their small kitchen, let alone their young lady is a sick child.

Today's lunch is extraordinary.

In the next moment, Ling Huai saw Tong Yao rarely put down the book in his hand, picked up the porcelain white spoon in one hand, approached his lips, and slowly picked up the bowl of hot porridge with no more or less-

Lowering her eyes, Tong Yao looked at the bowl of sweet porridge thoughtfully, and there was still a little sweetness between her lips and teeth.

The aroma of sweet and thick, soft and glutinous rice grains and red dates and peanuts is rich, and the sticky touch and sweetness make people linger for a long time.

The eyelashes trembled, Tong Yao hooked the corners of her lips slightly, an extremely faint smile appeared at the corners of her mouth, and her pale lips had a hint of ruddy at the moment.

The spoon in his hand slowly stirred in the porridge bowl, and a sweet and greasy fragrance wafted out.

She is ** sweet, almost no one knows, and she doesn't want to say much to outsiders, except for her deceased mother, and even Mrs. Tong doesn't know.

Raising the spoon, Tong Yao took another sip of sweet porridge, her eyes reflected the red dates and peanuts, for some reason, there was a trace of warmth in her heart at this moment.

……

"Miss doesn't eat, let's eat." Ling Huai waved his finger and shouted happily at Qin Yu Liniang Liansheng and the others.

Motionless plates of dishes lay out on the table.

Qin Yu glanced at it and couldn't help but sigh.

"Qin Yu will go to the young lady's house later and put away the porridge bowl." Linghuai gulped down the rice and fish, and took a sip of the hot soup, slurring her speech.

Qin Yu was a little surprised, and hurriedly looked around at the plates and chopsticks on the table.

Suddenly, a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It seems that she was not mistaken at the time.

Qin Yu hooked the corners of her lips, with a clear look on her face.

For Tong Yao, she is naturally unfamiliar.

Only once.

By chance, the cook made walnut juice for Mrs. Tong's breakfast, but in fact, Mrs. Tong didn't like sweets, so there were few sweets in the meal.

It's just that when Qin Yu cleaned the dishes and chopsticks, one of the two bowls of walnut dew was almost clean.

On that day, only Tong Yao came to greet Mrs. Tong in the morning.

At that time, Qin Yu was puzzled, Miss Tong was not eating well, how could she use sweets?

Just as an accident, Qin Yu didn't think about it at that time.

It's just that time has passed, and when Qin Yu was cooking today, she inexplicably thought of this matter.

As Tong Yao's slave, Qin Yu naturally doesn't want her to have an accident and work under her master, if something happens to her master, then the first thing that Tong Fu can't spare is these girls, even if Tong Yao is an unfavored concubine

Collection, collection, Mo Mo Da~~