"This is for the old man, don't even think about it!" Da Li immediately protected the dishes in the pot and glared at Zhou Qiang.

When Zhou Qiang heard this, he hurriedly said, "How could I rob the old man?" No, I said Da Li, you only cook it for the old man, what about the big guy's dinner? ”

At this time, he had already smelled the aroma of porridge, and his eyes couldn't help but light up: "There is still porridge at night, right, it's Xiao Mu's porridge, right?" ”

Yan Mu smiled and nodded, and found that in this life, these people in the old mansion all have the potential to be foodies!

Da Li spread his hands and said: "Whether you can eat this taste of food depends on Xiao Mu!" ”

Zhou Qiang couldn't help but wonder: "This dish is fried by Xiao Mu?" ”

No, obviously he saw that Da Li was in charge!

Da Li didn't sell it, and directly told Zhou Qiang everything about what happened just now.

"That's right......"

Steward Chen didn't know when he had already arrived at the door of the kitchen, just when he heard Da Li say this, after listening to Da Li, Steward Chen directly picked up the conversation, "So, if you let Xiao Mu go to purchase, you can buy good ingredients?" ”

This is a very important thing!

Yan Mu immediately felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly said, "No, I'm ...... I have to taste them one by one, and other vegetable sellers can't let me buy vegetables like this, right? ”

"That's right,"

Steward Chen pondered for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, and looked at Yan Mu and said very seriously, "Then let Da Li eat more food every day, you pick it little by little, especially the amount for the old man!" ”

Yan Mu hurriedly nodded in response.

That's exactly what she wants!

"That ......" Yan Mu was a little speechless and stopped.

Steward Chen glanced at her suspiciously, as if he remembered something, and hurriedly added, "You mean your mother, right?" The dishes that I cook for the old man every day, if the portions are sufficient, you can bring them to your mother too! ”

Yan Muyi looked out and thanked him again and again.

Steward Chen waved his hand and said: "This is what the young master meant, the young master said, there is an old man and a courtyard full of flowers and trees to take care of, you can't go to your mother every day, but you can let Han Liu go and deliver food to your mother every day!" ”

Yan Mu's heart warmed, obviously very happy, but the tip of his nose couldn't help but be a little sour.

Well, this favor, she took it to heart.

In a good mood, after Steward Chen and Zhou Qiang left, Yan Mu tried his best to give the old mansion a dinner and processed some vegetables.

Seeing that there was no one else in the kitchen, Yan Mu cut the shredded meat of Da Li, wrapped it in starch and put seasonings and slowly kneaded it a few times.

She wanted to try something else, like...... Meat.

Condense your mind and slowly infuse the aura into these shredded flesh, little by little, little by little...... Yan Mu frowned slightly.

These shredded flesh are indeed able to penetrate the aura.

But processing this meat really consumes more of her mental energy.

I didn't feel anything about the shredded meat, but after Yan Mu processed some more fish fillets, he obviously felt too tired to do anything.

"What's wrong with you?"

Da Li was studying the ingredients that Yan Mu had handled with great interest, and in a flash, he saw that Yan Mu's expression was a little wrong, and he hurriedly asked with concern.

"I might be a little tired,"

Yan Mu held the desk and smiled a little tiredly, "Uncle Zhou, I've got all the dishes, can I go back to the room for a while and then come over?" ”

Da Li hurriedly said: "You go, you go!" You girl, you need to eat more, so thin! ”

Yan Mu replied indiscriminately, and walked out of the kitchen with a little vague footsteps, and arrived at the garden.

This time, she didn't even need to enter the flower room, and when she arrived in the garden, the flowers and trees in the garden that had been infused with her aura were full of fresh and pure breath.

Yan Mu's palm was attached to a begonia tree, and he could feel a fresh breath back to him, and his spirit was much more relaxed for a while.

"It's a plum?"

When Yan Mu turned the begonia and passed by, he stroked the trunk of a tree with his palm, only to realize that it was the dead old plum tree.