Li Tingqian took a breath, isn't she her little aunt?

Let the little aunt cook for herself?

Xiao Zhengtai was a little panicked.

When Jiang Ning reappeared, he found that Li Tingqian's eyes were strange, curious, surprised, and confused.

Are you hungry?

Jiang Ning felt strange and pitiful, and handed over a piece of oil cake: "Eat it." ”

Li Tingqian took this ugly cake, thinking to himself, can this really be eaten?

He took a nonchalant bite, and the next moment, his eyes widened.

It's delicious, isn't it?

Is my aunt so good at cooking?

Looking at a piece of ordinary oil cake, it is even better than the imperial dining room!

Li Tingqian swallowed the oil cake in two bites, licked his lips unsatisfactorily, but didn't dare to ask for it again.

It was a cake made by the little aunt herself, and I heard that she was only three years old when the little aunt's mother passed away, and it was a pearl held in the palm of the hand by the emperor's grandfather.

He didn't dare to ask his little aunt to make cakes for him in front of the emperor's grandfather.

However, even if the little aunt is raised outside, how can she live in such a dilapidated house?

Could it be that this is actually a feng shui treasure, looking old, it is really the best house?

Jiang Ning looked at the child's gobbling up and thought, look at what this child is hungry for.

Let's get some food.

She pushed her wheelchair to the kitchen, steamed rice, washed a handful of vegetables, picked a handful of red peppers in the yard, made a small stir-fried meat, steamed fish, and a fresh mushroom soup.

Three dishes and one soup, meat and vegetarian matching, bright color, fragrant.

At that time, the grandfather and grandson were dumbfounded.

What the hell is this?

It looks good, and it smells unusually fragrant.

Where have they ever seen this kind of cooking, the imperial dining room has always only cooked vegetables and steamed rice.

This fish, this meat—

In comparison, the imperial dining room is full of garbage!

The grandfather and grandson swallowed in unison.

Jiang Ning thought to himself, he was really poor, and he hadn't even seen fried meat.

I don't know where the old man got such a meal.

"Eat, you ......" Jiang Ning only said half a sentence, and found that the grandparents and grandchildren had already danced with chopsticks and were immersed in hard work.

Ay.

Jiang Ning sighed,

Look at the grandparents and grandchildren like this, people can't open their mouths to borrow money.

How can I buy medicine if I don't have money?

The seeds in the stomach don't wait for anyone, and they can't be beaten when they're big.

The wind swept the clouds.

Three dishes, one soup and half a pot of rice, the grandfather and grandson ate cleanly.

Jiang Ning only soaked half a bowl of rice in soup to eat.

Lao Li took a full distance, reached out and touched it from his arms for a long time, took out a cup, put it on the table casually, and said, "Now, the food money for today." ”

Jiang Ning swept his eyes, it was a small teacup with a fluttering dust.

In the past two months, every time Lao Li Tou came to rub rice, he would leave one or two things behind when he was done, all sorts of things, either a broken bottle, a dish, or sometimes even a rag.

In short, it's a bunch of rags.

Even so, this was the fat old man's intention, Jiang Ning still accepted it and put it in a big wicker basket behind the door.

The basket was already full of Lao Li's meal money.

Li Tingqian glanced at it casually, and his eyelids suddenly jumped wildly.

If you're not mistaken, there's a bowl there, which is the authentic work left by Master Xuanyun?

And the rest of the stuff......

Just casually thrown in a broken basket?

Li Tingqian was a little dizzy, didn't dare to look closely, picked up the cup and drank water.

Really!

He guessed right!

It's just that it looks shabby on the outside, but it's actually a treasure everywhere!

There are so many antiques and curiosities, just throw them in the corner, and you can see other things......

The old wooden chair sitting under the buttocks, is it an antique from which dynasty?