"Huh??"

Su Nuo was stopped by his question.

"I usually dare to cut meat."

Su Nuo replied.

Xiao Jiuyan listened to Su Nuo's answer, and his expression stiffened slightly.

Did he think of himself like meat on her chopping block?

"What's wrong?"

Su Nuo noticed that Xiao Jiuyan was a little different, reached out and shook his hand, and his black and white eyes flickered at him.

"Nothing."

Xiao Jiuyan smiled, exhaled softly, took Su Nuo's hand, and continued to walk forward.

When he arrived at the kitchen, Su Nuo helped Xiao Jiuyan make a bowl of noodles, and when he was eating noodles, Su Nuo also began to carefully open the small cloth bag and cook the fairy mushroom himself.

The fairy mushroom is relatively delicate, and if you touch it a little, there will be some marks on the body of the fairy mushroom, and when Xiao Jiuyan pinched it before, she used a little harder, and the fairy mushroom already had some traces of damage.

These traces of damage are not to be eaten.

Su Nuozai finished cooking carefully, cut it into thin slices, put it on a bamboo plaque, and put it outside to drain the water and expose it to the sun.

Now that the fairy mushrooms are available, the vegetarian food in the Big Buddha Temple is not a problem at all.

After three or two days, Su Nuo had already prepared all the mushroom powder.

It's just a small porcelain vase, but it's okay to eat it a few times.

After the mushroom powder was made, Su Nuo first made a vegetarian meal in the house, but anyone who had eaten the vegetarian food of the Big Buddha Temple was basically full of praise.

Mrs. Xiao put down her chopsticks, and the expression on her face was also very happy.

"Nuonuo, your production is a little better than the vegetarian food of the Big Buddha Temple."

Mrs. Xiao grabbed Su Nuo who was standing aside with one hand, reached out to the back of her hand, and patted it gently, with an irrepressible smile on her beautiful and graceful face.

"Mrs. Song invited Su Mi, originally thought that if she bought something from the Big Buddha Temple, she would have completely won, but they must not have thought that our glutinous glutinous would be so powerful, not only did it taste good, but it was even better."

Lord Xiao smiled slightly, reached out and touched his mustache, and his handsome face was full of light.

Su Nuo was a little red-faced and completely embarrassed by their praise.

Xiao Jiuyan, who was sitting on the side, changed his expression slightly.

Who is your glutinous family?

I thought so.

Soon, it was the day of Mrs. Song's invitation.

The circle between the ladies is very small.

In addition to having their own banquets, it is usually on the outskirts of the capital, a place called Accord.

Although the name is called Accord, it is a big garden, rockery pavilions, and everything.

The people who come in and out are either rich or expensive, and the flowers and trees inside are also some rare and exotic grasses.

Su Nuo was wearing a new skirt, pink, delicate and delicate, like a lotus flower between the green lotus in summer, delicate and moving.

Because it was a banquet for ladies and ladies, Xiao Jiuyan didn't come over, and Su Nuo followed behind Mrs. Xiao and entered the Accord.

Just sitting and drinking a few sips of tea, Su Nuo couldn't sit still.

"Madam, let Steward Lan take me to the back kitchen! I want to put things down. ”

"Okay."

Seeing her like this, Mrs. Xiao also bowed her head slightly and nodded.

When a few people arrived at the back kitchen, they found that there was a stove on one side, which was clearly divided and well arranged.

On one side, Su Mi was already standing there, obviously, on the other side was his position, Su Nuo carried things, led people and went.

Su Mi was standing there, wiping the props, and slightly molded, and saw Su Nuo, who was more delicate than flowers, looking at her fair and soft face, and her eyes soaked in moisture, I couldn't help but feel jealous in my heart.

is busy in the back kitchen, why, she looks so delicate, but she is a little rough.

Suddenly, Su Mi thought of something, she asked Song Qinghe to come over, so that Su Nuo could take a look and be jealous.

But!! Now looking at Su Nuo's appearance, I can't help but feel apprehensive in my heart.

After a while, Song Qinghe walked in with a small food box and walked directly to Su Mi, without squinting, not noticing Su Nuo on the side at all.

Seeing Song Qinghe like this, Su Miyi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Why, you didn't eat breakfast, I bought you your favorite osmanthus cake."

Song Qinghe gently placed the snack box in his hand in front of Su Mi.

"Oh, got it, you can go quickly! There are all women here, and there are some ladies and ladies outside, and it would be bad if they collided with anyone. ”

Two blushes flew up on Su Mi's face, and there was still the appearance of being as cold as ice in the past.

"Well, you remember to eat!"

Song Qinghe bowed slightly, and after saying this, he turned around and went out.

The line of sight is still not wandering, he is a righteous gentleman.

Su Nuo lowered his head and sorted out his things, although he didn't look up, he could hear a thing or two.

Coupled with Steward Lan talking on the side, Su Nuo quickly knew who the person was coming, and in Steward Lan's sharp words, he was a pedantic nerd.

But Su Nuo just listens to it, it has nothing to do with him.

Su Mi pointed at the slender jade, twisted up a piece of osmanthus cake and ate it, and his eyes drifted on Su Nuo's body.

Hmph, she was indifferent??

It's pretended!

It was about Su Nuo who didn't look at it, and Su Mi just ate two bites, and he felt a little boring.

The osmanthus cake was thrown aside after eating, and Su Mi wiped his hands with a handkerchief.

In fact, I don't like to eat this osmanthus cake very much, but the place where I buy osmanthus cake is a little far away.

She wanted people to see, even Mrs. Song, that she was not just a cook, but also a woman that her son liked very much.

The one that holds it in my heart.

At this time, in the room, Mrs. Song also slapped her hand on the table heavily, with anger in her eyes.

"Madam, what should I do with this Su Mi? The young master values him very much, we can't move? ”

The grandmother on the side also looked worried, if the young master was not favored, then they would rub it round and flatten.

But now everything is different, the young master is like an eyeball, and he can't do it at all.

"Oh, I don't know who my own son is?"

Mrs. Song gently picked up the handkerchief and wiped her hands carefully, looking very calm.

"Ma'am?"

Mama didn't understand a little and shouted again.

"You lean in."

Mrs. Song stretched out her hand and waved, and Mama hurriedly leaned over and listened.

Hearing Mrs. Song's words, Mama was shocked.

"Madam, if the young master knows about this, will he be angry?"

"I'm going to be angry!"