Tingyu quickly bought back what Ai Qiaoqiao needed.

Ai Qiaoqiao put the mustard seeds into a stone mortar and grinded them.

Listening to the rain and listening to the wind, the two children all gathered curiously in the kitchen, watching Ai Qiaoqiao pour the pile of mustard seeds.

Ai Qiaoqiao first grinds the mustard seeds into powder, mixes the powder with water, then puts it on the fire to roast, and finally puts it in a pot.

"Miss Qiaoqiao, what are you doing here?" Listen to the rain and ask.

"Make mustard."

"What is mustard?"

"You'll know when it smells out later." Ai Qiaoqiao smiled.

After a while, the powder of the pot wasabi was roasted dry, and a rush of flavor came out.

Listening to the wind and rain, the two rushed out of the kitchen with tears in their eyes.

Ai Qiaoqiao leaned back and smiled at the door.

Tingfeng couldn't help wiping his tears with his sleeve, "What the hell is this, how could Childe eat this." ”

Listening to the rain constantly sneezing, I couldn't speak.

Ai Qiaoqiao took out the mustard from the pot and added a little sugar and white vinegar.

After finishing this, she steamed the eggplant in the pot again, and when the pot was not boiling, she cleaned the coriander, pressed the garlic paste, and cut the pepper rings.

In the upper room, Ye Liyan was dressed in a light purple brocade robe, leaning on the soft couch to read medical books.

He glanced up as he came in with the tray.

Listening to the wind, his eyes were red, as if he had just cried.

Ye Liyan couldn't help frowning.

Tingfeng put the large sea bowl in the tray on the table, and said cautiously: "Childe, it's time to eat." ”

"Where's Miss Qiaoqiao?" Ye Liyan glanced at the bowl on the table, and his gaze returned to the medical book.

"Miss Qiaoqiao is still busy in the kitchen." Listen to the wind and whisper.

"Oh......" Ye Liyu still kept his head down and didn't move.

"Childe, today's meal was made by Miss Qiaoqiao, haven't you always wanted to eat her dishes?" Listening to the wind, he was puzzled.

Ye Liyan held the hand of the book and paused.

When did he "always" want to eat Ai Qiaoqiao's dishes, and did he show it so obviously?

"There's still food on the table." Ye Liyan cleared his throat and pretended to be calm.

"Yes."

"Then wait until the dishes are ready."

Listening to the wind, he peeked at the night and retreated.

Listening to the rain hurriedly guarding the door, "How is it, does Childe want to eat?" ”

Listening to the wind, he pouted, "It seems that the dishes made by Miss Qiaoqiao are not very good, and the son doesn't even look at it." ”

Tingyu tilted his head and thought about it, "You just brought it in, of course Childe is not interested, didn't Miss Qiaoqiao do a few other things." ”

The two went back to the kitchen, and Ai Qiaoqiao brought the tray to Tingyu.

Listen to the rain and bring food into the house.

Ye Liyan was still sitting there reading, but out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Tingyu.

Tingyu obediently put the tray on the table, and said excitedly, "Childe, try it, Miss Qiaoqiao steamed Mrs. Donghai and mixed a secret dipping sauce." ”

"Lady Tokai?" Ye Liyan raised his head, only to hear the red ...... under the rain's eyes

Did the two children cry?

He couldn't help but be surprised.

"Miss Qiaoqiao bullied you?" Ye Liyan couldn't help but ask curiously.

Tingyu was stunned, "No." ”

"Then you ......"

"Oh, that's what you mean." Tingyu smiled and pointed to his eyes, "You smell this ......"

Listen to the rain and open the lid of the small bowl, bring it and put it on the end of the nose of the night away.

"Ahh

Nightshade let out a big sneeze.

Listening to the rain wanted to laugh, but because of the face of the night, he had to endure it.

"What is this?" Ye Liyan took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose.

He had never experienced this kind of taste, was it really a dipping sauce, it smelled like this, if you eat it in your mouth......

He couldn't even think about it.

"Miss Qiaoqiao, you go and invite her in." Ye Liwu commanded.

Listening to the rain smiling in response, he went out.

After a while, Ai Qiaoqiao came in with a curtain.

Ye Liyan looked up and found that no one followed him to listen to the rain and the wind, so he hooked the corners of his mouth with satisfaction.

Ai Qiaoqiao stepped forward to give a blessing, and faintly felt that the divine doctor in front of him seemed to have a smile on his face.

But when she looked up at Ye Li, she saw him with a serious face, and continued to stare at the medical book in his hand.

"Childe, the Mrs. Donghai I cooked should be eaten while it is hot, it will not be delicious when it is cold." Ai Qiaoqiao generously rolled up her sleeves and came to the table to open the lid of the big bowl.

Ye Liyan put down the medical book and said lightly: "This thing is called Mrs. Donghai?" ”

The large bowl is filled with blue-black mussels.

"Some people call it shell vegetables or mussels." Ai Qiaoqiao explained with a smile, "Huai'an City is not near the sea, so very few people sell this kind of thing. ”

Saying that, Ai Qiaoqiao picked up a mussel with her own hands and peeled the shell.

The tender shellfish meat dripped down Ai Qiaoqiao's fingertips with the soup.

Ai Qiaoqiao put the shellfish into a small bowl of dipping sauce, lightly glued it, and then handed it to the mouth of the night funeral.

Ye Liyan was stunned.

In the past, when he was eating, even if someone was waiting next to him, he would only use chopsticks to help him cook, and feed him like this, not to say, but to use his hands...... Directly by hand......

Ai Qiaoqiao didn't seem to know his embarrassment at all, and the things in his hand were sent directly forward.

If Ye Liyan didn't open his mouth again, the things in Ai Qiaoqiao's hand would stick to his face, so he had to open his mouth hard.

The moment he first entered, he only felt a faint coolness.

After chewing a few times, suddenly, a spicy sensation rushed to the top of my head.

Ai Qiaoqiao watched Ye Liyan bend down with his hands on his forehead, looking in pain, and giggled.

"Childe, how does it taste?"

The night was choking and spicy, and tears came out.

At this time, he finally understood why the two little guys, Tingfeng and Tingyu, were in tears when they came in.

"What is this thing, and why does it smell like this?" After choking on the spicy, the night is very refreshing, this kind of spicy is not like chili, which lasts in the mouth.

The spicy sensation goes straight to the top of the head, or the back of the head, and it catches people off guard.

But in an instant, it disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.

Ai Qiaoqiao smiled and opened another mussel with sauce, and fed it to Ye Li's mouth.

This time, Ye Liyan was not so resistant, he opened his mouth directly to take it.

It's still spicy and rushing, but this time Ai Qiaoqiao deliberately lacked some sauce, so Ye Liyu gradually got used to this taste.

Delicate fingers, neatly trimmed semicircular nails.

Ai Qiaoqiao's fingers are not as white and delicate as those ladies, but her fingers do not make him feel disgusted, nor does she have the kind of rouge that he hates.

After eating a few in a row, Ye Liyu actually enjoyed Ai Qiaoqiao's service comfortably.