Chapter 18: The Donkey's Temper
The eldest grandmother, Liu Yuchan, said with a smile: "Husband, come back this time, how long can you stay?" Hearing her daughter-in-law ask this, the old lady Wang Fengyu also nodded again and again, indicating that she was also concerned about this stubble. Chen Youzong looked at his wife and mother left and right, and replied with a smile, "I should be able to stay for half a year this time, and the sixth prince will return to Beijing this time, I'm afraid he will stay in Beijing." β
"Really?" Liu Yuchan's phoenix eyes widened in surprise, "Could it be that the emperor intends to let the six princes be the crown prince?" β
Chen Youzong's face sank, signaling her not to talk nonsense, and the old lady Wang Fengyu also glanced at the eldest grandmother reproachfully. Liu Yucian consciously lost her words, and her face turned red. Chen Youzong hadn't seen his wife for many days, and when he suddenly saw her delicate and shy appearance, he was really a little distracted. He patted the back of Liu Yuciao's hand and comforted, "What is the holy will, how can we ordinary people speculate." We just have to do our part. Liu Yucian knew that this was Chen Youzong giving himself a step, so he hurriedly answered, "What the husband said is true." β
As she was talking, the spring apricot maid came in from outside the house to report, "Grandma, Director Zheng is here to report, breakfast is ready, and I invite grandma back to the room for dinner." β
"Is the old lady ready?"
"Back to grandma, the old lady's breakfast, Director Wang has also arranged for someone to prepare."
Liu Yucian glanced at Chen Youzong tentatively, and was thinking that the two of them would go back to the room to eat together. saw Chen Youzong say, "I haven't eaten with my mother for a long time, let's eat together with my mother today." When the old lady heard this, she nodded her head with joy, and her face became a flower.
When the eldest grandmother Liu Yucian heard this, her face turned red again. What's wrong with me today? How can he act so unmeasured and inconsiderate. Is it really because the eldest young master is back home today, and he is so happy? Liu Yucian peeked at Chen Youzong and found that he just looked at himself meaningfully and smiled slightly, but his face turned even redder.
Chen Youzong stood up and said, "Let Director Zheng deliver the eldest grandmother's meal to the old lady, and we will eat with the old lady today." In addition, I just returned home, presumably the kitchen did not prepare me in advance, go and bring the menu, I will add a few dishes. After speaking, Chen Youzong picked up the old lady Wang Fengyu and went into the next room together to prepare for dinner.
After a while, Zheng Xiu arranged for someone to bring over the wine-stuffed meatball soup, puff pastry snacks, and crystal powder fruit that grandma was going to eat in the morning. At the same time, the old lady's small hanging pear soup, honey kidney bean rolls, and apricot dew mille-feuille cake are also on one by one.
Chen Youzong looked at it and shook his head slightly, "This food is too little, I can't bear to eat yours." The eldest grandmother Liu Yucian and the old lady Wang Fengyu looked at each other and smiled, the amount of food in the women's family must not be compared with the vigorous general.
Chun Xing handed the menu from the kitchen of Gong Chen's Mansion to Chen Youzong, "Young Master, there are dishes you want to eat, just tell the slaves." β
Chen Youzong flipped through the menu, suddenly raised his head and thought for a while, then turned his head and asked Liu Yuchan, "I remember eating a kind of noodles in the house before, which is bright and fragrant, and very delicious." Jade Cicada, do you remember what kind of noodles it was? β
Liu Yucian groaned, and her face changed slightly, "What the husband said should be the sand fresh noodles made by Fan Er." β
"Shaxian noodles," Chen Youzong muttered, "The name is inconspicuous, but the taste is very good." Chun Xing, sued SΓΉ Zheng and asked her to arrange for Fan Er to make a sand fresh noodles. β
Chun Xing took the order and went out.
In the kitchen, when Zheng Xiu received this list of fresh noodles, he was stunned. The eldest young master is back? He also named him to eat the sand noodles made by Fan Er. She remembered that Fan Er hadn't cooked for the eldest young master and grandmother for a long time. His temper is stubborn, always making the eldest grandmother unhappy, although the eldest young master likes his craftsmanship, but because he is often not at home, he has no chance to let him cook often, Fan Er is slowly marginalized, and now he is just cooking for the next people.
Zheng Xiu called Liu Gui and told her about the matter. Liu Gui didn't care, Fan Er was in charge of her, she was originally cooking for the people, and today she could make fresh noodles for the eldest young master, which was something she couldn't ask for.
Who knew that when Liu Gui put the list of fresh noodles in front of Fan Er, he actually refused after just one glance, "The weather is autumn, and the light noodles like fresh noodles are not suitable for eating in this season." β
Liu Gui became angry when he heard it, "Fan Er!" What stinky shelves do you put on? The eldest young master wants to eat sand fresh noodles, but you actually said that this season is not suitable for eating, don't you want to make it for the eldest young master? Do you still want to stay in Chen Gongfu? A few rhetorical questions in succession yelled at Fan Erye so much that he turned his face away and didn't say anything.
Lin Miao saw this posture and hurriedly stepped forward to try to reconcile, "Master Liu, don't be angry, Grandpa Fan will do it, you leave it to me, and I will persuade him." β
"Humph! Give you a cup of tea, if you can't do it, you're ready to roll up and cover the eggs, and the next person will also play music with the master, I think you are tired and crooked. Liu Gui found a step, so he went down the stairs, left a cruel word to Fan Er, and turned around and left.
Lin Miao saw that Liu Gui was walking away, and hurriedly turned around and cautiously asked Second Master Fan, "Grandpa Fan, what ingredients do you need to prepare for this fresh noodles, I will help you prepare." Fan Erye glanced at her impatiently, "You people who don't know how to eat, you are really tyrannical." Eating food out of season will not only fail to taste the original taste of the dish, but also affect your health. After speaking, Fan Er Ye shook his head, saying that the master is always lonely, high and low, and the height is cold.
Lin Miao glanced at him in his heart, but on the surface, he politely persuaded, "Grandpa Fan, people are under the eaves, and they have to bow their heads." We are people in this Chen Gongfu, and we have to listen to the words of the master. If you upset your master and kick us out, then"
"So what!" As soon as Fan Erye heard this, his anger came up, "I just don't do it." Whoever loves to do it will do it. β
Lin Miao couldn't persuade him, and he didn't know what to do for a while, so he was so anxious that he stomped his feet. Suddenly, her eyes rolled and she thought to herself, "Grandpa Fan, don't be angry, if you don't do it, I'll do it." β
Second Master Fan squinted at her, "It's up to you?" Lin Miao nodded, with a look of difficulty. Fan Erye snorted, expressing disdain.
"You don't believe it?" Lin Miao asked. Seeing that Fan Er Ye shook his head, Lin Miao continued, "As long as you tell me about the ingredients and methods, I can make sand and fresh noodles that taste exactly the same." β
Second Master Fan stopped what he was doing, looked at Lin Miao and thought about it. If there was no tea oil rice wine chicken before, Fan Er Ye really didn't believe that a person could make exactly the same dish as long as he watched it once. Now this little girl actually plans to not even look at it, just need to know the ingredients and methods, and she can make sand noodles with the same taste. Although Fan Erye felt that it was impossible, he still had some expectations in his heart.
"Good!" Fan Erye readily agreed, "I'll tell you about the ingredients and methods, if you can't make the same taste of sand noodles, I will retract my previous promise and stop teaching you how to cook." β
"What if I did?" As soon as she heard this condition, Lin Miao's heart jumped, and she felt a little weak, if she couldn't do it, it would be worth the loss.
"If you make it, I will not only teach you how to cook, but also give you an ancestral recipe."
"Good! Deal. β
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