Ye Zichuan ate one and couldn't help nodding: "It tastes good." ”

Who knew that Meng Wei picked up one and put it in the spoon again: "Little Hou Ye, this is called soup dumplings, the way to eat it is to gently bite a small hole on the side first, and then absorb the soup inside, and then start to taste it with belt filling, you can give it a try." ”

"Where did a bun come from so much?"

While muttering, Ye Zichuan still did it, if he said that he ate it with the belt filling first, and then drank the overflowing soup, then now following the steps Meng Wei said, it made him feel that the taste was instantly better.

The fragrant and hot soup is like this essence, and at the same time as inhaling, he instantly conquered his taste buds, and he thought that eating it without soup would make Xiaolongbao look dry, but he didn't want to be very full inside, so he bit it gently. The soup is more rich with the minced meat and the thin dough, and it is even more delicious to swallow along with your tongue.

When Ye Zichuan finished eating this and wanted to clip another one, Meng Wei put the small plate of noodles in front of him.

"Why is this side still miserable? And what is the sauce on it? It's black and looks ......" is hard to say.

"Little Hou Ye, there is indeed sauce on it, this kind of noodles is called fried sauce noodles, the fun is to mix it with your own hands, so that it will taste better."

As for whether the taste of her own mix will be better than that of others, Meng Wei said that she didn't know, she was right to coax a child to play with mud, after all, she used to eat by herself, so after thinking about it, she still felt that she had enough food and clothing to let this little marquis do it himself.

"I don't believe it's so magical."

The duplicitous Ye Zichuan glanced at Meng Wei, who had no intention of doing anything, and tasted the noodles suspiciously, and then stirred it again, and it took a while to mix well, and then sighed: "Sure enough, doing it yourself is much better than just now." ”

Hearing this, Meng Wei almost laughed, this little marquis is not a fool?

He didn't even dip the seasoning just now, and he ate the noodles that didn't taste anything, but now that he mixes them well, not to mention that there are so many seasonings, I'm afraid that adding a little salt is much more delicious than the white water just now.

The more Ye Zichuan ate it, the more flavorful it became, but at this moment, a hard steamed bread slice suddenly appeared in the bowl, which made him frown: "Don't eat steamed buns, it's not like I haven't eaten this steamed bun, not to mention that the steamed buns look hard." ”

"This is because it has been fried in a pot, but the slave maid guarantees that this steamed bun is much better than the steamed buns that the little marquis used to eat, I don't believe the little marquis can taste it."

Ye Zichuan took a bite suspiciously, and found that it was not soft and dry as expected, but a little crispy and a little fragrant, but he couldn't describe what kind of fragrance it was for a while.

Of course, he didn't know that this was because the steamed bread slices were fried after being dipped in milk, so while they were crispy, they also had a faint milky aroma.

After eating one slice, plus eating fried noodles just now, Ye Zichuan subconsciously wanted to drink shark fin soup or bird's nest, but when he looked at it, he found that there was no one of these two things on the table at all, not even a pot of tea, and suddenly looked at Meng Wei with some dissatisfaction: "Ye is thirsty, make tea for Ye." ”

Meng Wei was also prepared for this, and opened the lid on the wooden bowl on the side, and suddenly a fragrance that was richer than the steamed bread slices came, making Ye Zichuan swallow his saliva subconsciously: "Isn't this the milk of the cow that the master of the Houfu stable bought?" ”

Speaking of this, Ye Zichuan still knows, and at that time, he saw people from other places selling old cattle that are different from cultivated land, and also said that the most amazing thing about that cow is not used for farming, but for producing milk, and also said that drinking it can strengthen the body.

He bought one when he was interested, but after tasting the fishy milk, he was no longer interested, but he didn't expect Meng Wei to get the milk this time, but there was no fishy smell when he smelled it.

Glancing at Meng Wei, Ye Zichuan wanted to say that it was unpleasant, but thinking that he was the master, Meng Wei was just a little girl, and it was impossible to tease him, so Ye Zichuan thought about it, and then took a sip of the bowl of warm milk.

A mouthful of aroma must be this taste!

Ye Zichuan thought so in his mind, and he didn't think that this warm milk would make people hot when he drank it in the summer, but felt that it tasted good more and more.

On the side, Meng Wei saw Ye Zichuan's forehead sweating slightly, so she opened the fan and fanned Ye Zichuan: "Little Hou Ye, you can taste this rice again, it tastes good." ”

In ancient times, it was not with ham sausage, but Meng Wei simply saw ham in the kitchen, which was made of big pork legs, although I don't know if it was Jinhua ham, but it looked like the meat was good, so Meng Wei cut a small piece and diced it, and fried it with eggs and beans.

Although it was breakfast, because of the variety of things Meng Wei cooked, Ye Zichuan once again made his belly round, and then sent Meng Wei down to rest early, just because the little marquis ate so much that it was difficult to even stand up.

Originally, Meng Wei did not agree that the little marquis ate too much, but blocking foodies from eating, and still being the nominal master who had a noble status and held her power of life and death in ancient times, Meng Wei's blocking was ineffective, which made Ye Zichuan eat like this.

It's enjoyable to eat, but it's a little uncomfortable for the body.

Ye Zichuan said that the fat man he ate was not visible even if he was uncomfortable.

So Meng Wei was sent away by the little marquis waving her hand, and Meng Wei didn't care, she wouldn't be as stupid as yesterday to eat last, so she went to the kitchen and took a turn around, and ordered to send a bowl of cold juice to the little marquis, the marquis and the marquis of the country after two hours, and then went back to sleep.

As for why you want to send a bowl to the Protector and the Protector's wife?

It was because Meng Wei had breakfast for Aunt Lin and Zhen'er to follow for three people, while Meng Wei was serving Ye Zichuan, Zhen'er and Aunt Lin went to brush their faces in front of the Marquis of the Protector and Mrs. Marquis of the Protector to teach them how to eat.

So in the end, not only Ye Zichuan ate enough, but even the Protector Marquis also rarely ate enough, but the Protector Marquis's wife was a little more restrained, and she only ate eight points full.

After yesterday, Meng Wei deeply knew that it was still the Protector and Mrs. Protector who were in charge of the Protector's Mansion, and these two were also potential foodies, so if there were any good things, they naturally couldn't forget to send them to the two.

One is to make the two of them have a better impression of her, and they are also here to make Aunt Lin brush her face more smoothly in the future, and the third is to improve the status of Zhen'er, although Zhen'er is still young, but it can be cultivated from a young age.