"It's really delicious, second sister, you can taste it, it's amazing!" Jiang Hachiro was attracted by the food and didn't care at all about being beaten by his sister.

Jiang Shan couldn't help but eat a piece when she saw him like this.

It's delicious.

Fragrant and glutinous.

The aroma of the meat on the pork ribs, mixed with glutinous rice, lingers between the lips and teeth, and people can't help but take a bite and want to take the next bite.

Jiang Ning looked at Jiang Shilang and Jiang Yan: "You all have a taste." ”

Jiang Yan looked at the dishes on the table, pointed to a red dish with green leaves underneath and asked, "Is this meat on it?" Why is it so colorful...... The leaves of the following vegetables are not raw, can they be eaten? ”

"It's called pot meat, you roll it up and eat it."

Jiang Yan was skeptical, rolled a piece of meat with a vegetable leaf, and took a bite-

The fatness of the meat is mixed with the fragrance of the vegetable leaves, weakened, and it is truly fat but not greasy.

She shoved the leaf into her mouth and rolled another piece.

Jiang Shiro couldn't help but eat when he saw it.

While eating, he swallowed his saliva: "Yes, yes, yes!" ”

Jiang Ning smiled: "Who will taste these chicken wings?" ”

Jiang Balang, who tasted the sweetness and was full of confidence in Jiang Ning's meal, immediately stretched out his hand: "I'll eat!" ”

He grabbed a piece of chicken wing, took a bite, and said, "Hiss." ”

"What's wrong?" Jiang Shan asked.

"Don't move any of you on this plate of chicken wings!" Jiang Balang grabbed the plate, "Today, the master is round!" ”

"Stinky boy, no rules!" Jiang Shilang was about to beat him, but Jiang Erniang took the opportunity to snatch the plate back.

The two siblings took one each.

"Hmm!"

Jiang Erniang also suddenly had the urge to take the plate for herself.

She looked up and asked Jiang Ning, "What does this smell like?" It's so peculiar. Seventh sister, what's the name of this dish? ”

Jiang Ning smiled: "Coke chicken wings." ”

"Why are you called Coke wings? Where's the fun? Jiang Yan asked curiously.

"Because you need a ...... called cola to make this dish Seasoning. ”

"I've never heard of it."

"There's no coke in this dish, it's just made with soy sauce, sugar and wine. The meat has a sweet flavor and is best eaten by children. Jiang Ning saw the joy of them gnawing around the chicken wings, and suddenly wanted to show them how powerful Grandpa Ken was.

The sisters gathered around the table and ate the eight dishes made by Jiang Ning.

Jiang Balang was still unsatisfied, and even poured the soup into the white rice, mixed it, and ate it.

After eating the last grain of rice, he burped and looked satisfied.

Jiang Shan smiled: "Mother doesn't know how much to worry about eating for Hachiro...... As a result, he was cured by the seventh sister with one meal. ”

Jiang Ning smiled: "In my opinion, children don't like to eat, most of them are unappetizing. ”

Jiang Shilang said: "It's hard for the seventh sister to come up with such a wonderful practice, I have eaten countless restaurants, large and small, but I have never seen it." ”

"I'm fine, you know, my adoptive parents used to run a small restaurant." Jiang Ning explained casually.

She knew in her heart that she was only making the simplest home-cooked food.

Her cooking skills are not very good, the problem is that the food of this Dasheng Dynasty is too monotonous and too bland.

Ordinary people basically eat stewed vegetables, whether it is green vegetables or meat, they are directly thrown into the pot to boil, throw some salt, and cook it.

There is no such thing as color and fragrance.

The aristocracy ate a little better, but not much better.

This meal can be regarded as convincing the Jiang family's gentlemen.

After eating and drinking, Jiang Erniang, the eldest, asked, "Seventh sister, His Royal Highness King Yu came to pick you up just now, right?" Don't delay, go back early. ”

Jiang Ning then remembered that King Yu was still waiting for him.

She hurriedly said hello and asked Huang Ying to push herself to find King Yu.

King Yu is indeed still waiting.

His face was as black as the bottom of a pot.