When Xia Shenke was making breakfast in Zisu, he thought a lot in the room alone, and finally he didn't make up his mind to seek Mu Rulin's help, and died! No!

And where did Shisu, who was busy in the kitchen, know that Xia Shenke was a dignified prince and had such a twisted mind, just thinking that Xia Shenke must be in a bad mood today, so he thought about working eating and making him eat better, so that people could be happier.

When he arrived at the kitchen and saw the nails, Shisu asked a few words with concern, and carefully inspected the place where he was injured yesterday, but fortunately it was only a little bruise, and it was a little oily. The wound is not big, and now it has scabbed after using medicine again, and Shiso asked the nail to rest for a while, and there were thieves in this inn yesterday, and there were many guests who checked out.

Today, I will make a little white porridge and bring a drawer of steamed buns, which is enough for the guests in the inn to eat, so the work is not tired, and Shisu wants to let the nails rest for a while. The nail pushed and waved his hand, and did not say much, but sat on the small wooden tie with his head down and lit the fire. The firelight of this early morning was imprinted on Nail's face, and he couldn't see the expression on his face faintly, Shiso Ye knew Nail's character, and he was very stubborn, so he didn't care about him anymore.

Kneading the dough in his hand, he also thought about making something delicious, and the peculiar thing was something that Xia Shenke had never eaten. Shisu looked down and didn't see the nail sitting opposite him looking up at her, the firelight printed the young man's pupils were fiery red, and the nail looked at Shisu and looked at Shisu's closed door.

Something flashed in his eyes too quickly to catch it, and finally he only lowered his eyelids and forced a large handful of firewood into the stove, and this handful of dry firewood went down. The flames, which were already very strong, were strung out of a deadly fire snake, but fortunately the nails reacted quickly, otherwise they would have been burned by the fire.

"Ah, are you okay with the nails, why don't you look absent-minded, you don't need to add to the fire, this porridge is almost ready and stuffy for a while, you better go and rest." Listen to my sister! Shisu had an unrefusable tone, and the nail had no choice, and his face was flushed and he walked outside.

Walking outside and blowing a cool breeze, the feeling of burning in my heart went down a little, what did I think just now, Sister Zisu is so good, how could I think of her so badly? The nail punched himself, and then regained his appearance and went to the lobby, although there were not many guests in the inn now, but this still had to be taken care of.

After all, Sister Zisu and he himself have to rely on the inn to eat, and more importantly, the mysterious man must be driven out, and he can't be allowed to stay here to destroy Sister Zisu's reputation. Nail secretly gritted his teeth, never expecting that he would do something in the future that almost killed Zisu and Xia Shenke.

The nails came out of the kitchen, and Shisu was busy working here, and he didn't come up with anything special after thinking about it for a long time. Thinking that Xia Shenke has eaten everything, although he has eaten a lot of delicious food since he came from modern times, it is really not a simple thing to make those things here. Even if you know the method, this simple kitchen still has these few materials, and I'm afraid it is not enough to do it.

The white porridge in the pot was bubbling with aroma, and Shiso thought that there was still a little dried osmanthus left over from the wine, and it should be good to make osmanthus porridge. So he put out three big spoons of white porridge and put it into a small clay pot, the porridge in this big pot was for the guests in the inn in front, of course, there would be no ingredients in it.

In this clay pot, it was a small stove opened for Xia Shenke alone, in fact, even Shisu himself didn't notice that she was opening a small stove for Xia Shenke every day, and the number of times she opened a small stove for Xia Shenke slowly increased. Although it is the simplest white porridge, this is sprinkled with a layer of osmanthus on top, and the spoon is constantly stirred, and after a while, the whole room is gradually filled with the fragrance of osmanthus. The originally plain white porridge was also dyed with a layer of golden color, and it was very appetizing to look at.

There was still a small ball of dough left in the steamed buns, and Zi Su thought that there was still a piece of meat in the kitchen, although Xia Shenke said just now that it should not be too greasy, but eating a few xiaolongbao for breakfast was still not in the way.

Of course, this "xiao long bao" is also improved by Shiso himself, that piece of fine meat is not a little greasy, chopped with green onion and ginger, and then take sausages, shiitake mushrooms, and scrambled eggs and mix them together. Then put a little pickled pepper in this filling to enhance the flavor, not too spicy, but with this pickled pepper, the whole taste seems to be alive, and it is more integrated.

Shiso's hands are skillful, and the rolled bun skins are all of moderate size, and the wrapped buns are also thin and sunken. Each bun was no bigger than a baby's fist, but each one had eighteen folds, like a blooming chrysanthemum. The steamed buns are on the steaming drawer, and the shiso is watching the fire next to them, if the fire is a little bigger, the buns will break the skin, not to mention that the appearance and even the taste will be greatly reduced.

Pinching the point, the bun is ripe at the sight, and at this time, Xia Shenke also seemed to be pinching the point, jumping from the open window to the front of the shisu.

"What is it made of, and why is it so fragrant?" There was no way, Xia Shen Ke Yuan also wanted to pretend to be that cold fan all the time, and he also thought that when Zi Su asked him to eat, he must pretend to be in a bad mood and had no appetite. But who would have thought that Shisu would make this breakfast so fragrant, he walked around the room three times, endured and endured, but how could the fragrance from the kitchen be so fragrant, how could he keep hooking his saliva and flowing outside.

Xia Shenke had no choice, his cold fan really couldn't pretend for long, so he wandered around to the kitchen to see what delicious Shiso had made.

Zi Su saw Xia Shenke rubbing his legs, circling around again and again, as if he was not in a hurry, and this bun was almost time. So he carefully scooped it out, the buns that had just come out of the cage were all white and fat, and they were very delicate and small, Xia Shenke hadn't eaten such a delicate thing for a long time.

Smelling the smell, you know that it is good, the tail hanging behind him is wagging happily, of course, if he looks like this, if Mu Rulin knows, he will laugh at it. It's a pity that the guy is not in front of him now, Xia Shenke is very leisurely, until Shisu brings the osmanthus porridge xiaolongbao to him, he eats it very unceremoniously, and then he feels that in addition to being able to make fish, this Shisu is also very delicious when he makes other things.

And Zi Su looked at Xia Shenke's sweet appearance, and looked at his tail that was getting more and more cheerful, and he was also very happy, he would rather Xia Shenke be the appearance of that perverted cat, than his appearance of dying just now.