Kong Zhou was really speechless to his friend, and when he saw that he was unhappy, he had to ask him if the other party's name was very good.

Kong Zhou could only nod his head again and again, "Yes, yes, ......but," he rubbed his chin, "This name is elegant, but it doesn't look like a countryman will get a name at all?" ”

Generally, the little girls in the countryside are not all called cuihua, cauliflower, locust flower or something.

Wen Yanqing was not happy to hear him belittle Su Yan, and glanced at him coldly until Kong Zhou successfully shut up.

Soon, though, he reverted to his old ways, "Wait a minute, what is this?" That black—uh, Su Rou sent it? Open it up and show me what's good! ”

He craned his neck, curious.

Wen Yanqing pursed her lips secretly, her eyes jumping.

He gently opened the cloth bag on the outside, and saw that it was a food box-shaped thing inside.

"Yo? She made it herself? ”

These children of the noble family do not eat in the academy, but will be prepared by the servants at home and then sent.

Kong Zhou sniffed, "But what good things can there be in the countryside, I-"

In the next second, Kong Zhou was dumbfounded.

The food box is large and divided into three layers, and each layer can be filled with two plates with square plates.

The braised pork is red in color and wrapped in soup, Su Yan specially chose the best pork belly, first remove the oil and then cook. The taste and color alone will whet the appetite.

In addition, there is pigeon soup with many medicinal herbs and stir-fried three fresh ......

Layer by layer, until the last layer, there is only one disc.

There were small cakes as thin as cicada's wings, and a letter pressed under the plate.

Kong Zhou smacked his tongue and felt that his saliva was about to flow down.

Why does he have the feeling that the dishes made by Su Yan are better than those made by his cook? Delusion, it must be an illusion!

But I couldn't turn my eyes away at all.

The ancient seasoning materials are actually very scarce, or Su Yan is lucky, when he went up the mountain, he found a few peppers, and some messy things.

Some things can be directly used as a substitute for seasoning.

The taste made is also the same as the taste learned by Uncle Lu in modern times.

And at present, in Nanchu, the food still stays on frying, steaming, and stir-frying. Some other bizarre ways to eat have not yet been invented.

Su Yan specially fried a plate of cumin meat, considering that maybe Wen Yanqing couldn't eat spicy, so he didn't put too much.

Wen Yanqing took out the letter paper and opened it, Kong Zhou leaned in and looked at it, "Ho! It's beautifully written! ”

A chic and uninhibited wild grass, Kong Zhou is the first time to see a woman practice this font, and generally everyone practices it, mostly in delicate regular script.

In the letter, Su Yan asked Wen Yanqing to roll up small cakes with meat and vegetables to eat, and asked him if he had any taste preferences, he could tell Su Qingyun, and when he came back from school, he would tell her.

In the end, her painting style suddenly changed, and Wen Yanqing thought of her smiling and frivolous appearance almost instantly.

[My little boy is too thin, remember to eat obediently, don't be picky. If you lose weight next time we meet, I'm going to punish you-]

Wen Yanqing glanced at ten lines, and Kong Zhou didn't see him as fast.

He was still looking at those ways to eat in amazement, Wen Yanqing was already blushing, and folded the letter. Seriously put it in one of your most cherished books.

Be prepared to take it home in the evening and keep it safe.

With joy in his heart, he took the chopsticks and took a tentative bite.