Chapter 155: The Secret Night Window (I)

To be fair, Sheng Qiuxiao's cooking skills are not very exquisite, but ordinary cooking is better than novelty, not impatient, and willing to put effort into it, which is rare in the building.

Shen Yuan observed Qiu Xiao's expression attentively, but there was no obvious sadness and loss on the other party's face, and he adjusted the saucer as if nothing happened. Scarlet Moon was also awake, thinking about Qiu Xiao's hysteria when the confrontation downstairs was fighting, and she couldn't help but secretly wonder how fast Miss Hansheng's transformation was.

Qiu Xiao quickly mixed two saucers, pushed one cup to the Oiran, and said with a smile: "Today, thanks to Miss Quanquan, I arranged for Mother Zhao and the two sisters to rescue each other, and also worked for Mrs., which is really not good for me." I couldn't speak in Madame's house, so I had to make some small dishes and distribute them by myself, the two sisters did not dislike it, Miss had me here to serve, and the sisters asked Xiaoju to wait, and also went back to the house to eat some wine. ”

Her eyes were full of sincere gratitude, she solemnly stood up to look at Crimson Moon and Crimson Cloud, bowed her head and bowed in a blessing. The two maids hurriedly helped, saying that since the two had always been friends, it was just a matter of helping each other, so Qiu Xiao didn't have to worry about it.

Shen Yuan bowed his head and pulled Qiu Xiao to sit down: "It's okay, the pot has nothing to serve." The kitchen staff was so busy that they probably forgot to leave their meals. Miss Sheng is a superb cook, don't be here, take Xiaoju back to the house to eat. ”

There are only five people in the room, but it can be said that they have their own thoughts, and the masters and girls on both sides are not sure whether they have the same mind, but the three maids smacked the meaning, and they all responded with "yes", and bowed down together. Shen Yuan held his cheek with one hand, watched the door close again, turned his head back to look at Qiu Xiao, but the other party spoke first.

"Miss is the master, Scarlet Moon and Scarlet Cloud are the big girls in Miss's house, do the people in the kitchen really dare to be lazy and forget their food?"

Qiu Xiao picked chopsticks, put a crisp snack in front of the Oiran porcelain plate, the demeanor is clever and delicate, the deer eyes are curved, clear as water, flashing a little light, and even has the feeling of a fox.

Shen Yuan waited too long, he really felt hungry, and he was holding a large porcelain plate and putting the mutton rolls into the fresh soup, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but smile: "Explaining the plain to someone who understands, it seems that it is really not unreasonable." It's hard to believe that I am willing to take care of your face and make up a whole set of arguments, but it is all in vain. ”

She didn't lift her eyes, she stared intently at the copper furnace as if she were talking to herself. A handful of chrysanthemum petals were sprinkled into the soup first, all of which were white and silky, silky and satin, almost integrated with the milky white soup base. The chrysanthemum has passed the boiling soup, with a faint bitter taste, which is unique in the full pot of meat fragrance, adding a quiet color to the impetuous heart under the long night.

Leng Xiang Oiran was in front of such a soup stove, her hair was half hanging down, her eyebrows were like that, she was dressed in a homely Zhilan purple silk shirt, holding her cuffs, holding silver chopsticks in her hands, and the mist finally made her dyed with fireworks in the world.

Qiu Xiao smiled and accepted a few words of coquettishness from the oiran, and also rolled up her cuffs, accompanied her to hand the spoon and bowl, and coaxed her to sit down in three or two sentences, and watched the mutton rolls stretch out, which were almost ripe, and put in a few clusters of green vegetable leaves.

"Try that, knowing you love sweets, I made it for you. The mutton pot has a strong taste, and I also served it with pear lotus root, which is the best to clear the mouth. ”

Shen Yuan moved the chopsticks as he said, and the crispy fried sweet egg shreds were really crunchy, and the taste was even sweeter and timeless, like soaked in frosted nectar. Eating a lot of sweets can make people feel happy, and the small snacks that Qiu Xiao casually pondered can be the most comforting at this time, soothing the uneasy emotions of successive blows and tribulations.

Oiran didn't seem to appreciate it: "Pear lotus root? Add a taste of water chestnut, isn't it a three-fruit soup, or just entered the winter, you eat too much longan, and your stomach is hot, so I asked Scarlet Cloud to cook the soup for you, drink two bowls, everything is good. ”

"Obviously you learned it from me, but you got an axe in the shift door." Shen Yuan put down his chopsticks, took a silk handkerchief and pursed the corner of his lips, and nodded his chin towards the pot: "Pay attention, it's wild lamb leg meat, don't burn it." ”

"I'm watching. It's okay to get an axe, anyway, I have something to remember. Qiu Xiao said as he scooped out the meat and vegetables, drained the soup and stacked it on a warm lotus leaf plate, put down the copper spoon again, took the blue and white Jiuqu spoon instead, and scooped a small bowl of brown sugar perilla porridge for the Oiran;" Use a few mouthfuls to pad it first, otherwise you will burn your stomach and intestines, and you should be the one who drinks the three-fruit soup. ”

If it is someone else, after this trouble, even if you don't cry and lament all the time, you will never be so calm, and you still have the heart to care about the health of others. At first, Shen Yuan felt that the Sheng family had a somewhat firm mind and was a cultivator, but in this world, no matter who or what kind of good qualities they had, once they passed a certain degree, they would not be considered strong.

"Autumn girl, you are guarding me now, crying and making trouble, don't make such a sophisticated and serious look."

Oiran dialed a small spoon, a pair of peach blossom eyes dipped in water were as clear as the moon, the eyes were double folded, and a thin "phoenix" was drawn with a green daisy makeup pen, and some cinnabar rouge was lightly rubbed, and the face of the water hibiscus was dyed with three points of charm. Such a beautiful woman is only five years older than Sheng Qiuxiao, but she suddenly gave birth to a few inches of love, her voice was gentle and gentle, and her words were reproachful.

Sheng Qiuxiao was stunned for a moment, obviously in a trance for a moment, his eyes dimmed, he didn't pull the corners of his lips a little, he smiled reluctantly, and he also regained his relief and calmness, more like being trapped in the sudden tenderness of the Oiran lady. The two of them are good, but they are not like close friends in ordinary people's families, but the master and servant who are separated by a layer of unbreakable - and more often, it is Qiu Xiao who is stubbornly guarding this line and refuses to cross the thunder pond for half a step, but Shen Yuan doesn't care.

They will eat tea and laugh together, enjoy the flowers and chat, and in the middle of autumn, Shino will be a cook for the Oiran, and the Oiran will also put on makeup and curl her hair. The two women are five years apart, and their temperaments are very different, but no matter what they look like, they actually hide a fiery heart.

Under the influence of Miss Mingxiang, Shen Yuan rarely cares about the views of the family, Xiaolou is long and lonely, and she will even forget that she is the daughter of the northwest many times. As soon as Mingxiang left, she was even more lonely, and the appearance of Sheng Qiuxiao filled this vacancy to a great extent, although she would also ask herself, she couldn't figure out why she was so easy to get close, but she never took this little detail seriously.

Sheng Qiuxiao is different, one Oiran has never told her what he thinks, and the other is that the noble and the lowly are divided, the respect and humility are orderly, and the words of people are even more terrifying.

She also never told the Oiran the five words "the same people don't have the same life", everyone in the Leng Xiang Pavilion has their own ambitions, and the heart of the main family is not bad, but it is not the same as allowing them to calm their minds and climb indiscriminately.