"Porridge?"

Hearing Bo Junxiao say that he wanted her to boil some porridge in the evening, Yan Muleng hurriedly said, "What kind of porridge is boiled, or wolfberry porridge?" Does Mr. Bo like it? ”

"Look at this!"

Bo Junxiao handed her a piece of paper and said, "On it are some ingredients recommended by the doctor, which are suitable for grandpa's current physical condition, you can watch and prepare!" ”

Yan Mu took it carefully, looked at it carefully, thought about it in his heart and had an idea, and asked tentatively, "What to cook...... I'm in charge? ”

The corners of Bo Junxiao's eyes curved: "You want me to make decisions for you?" ”

"I'll prepare well, Bo Shao, I'll go to the kitchen first-" Yan Mu slipped away as soon as he heard that his head was wrong.

Looking at her energetic back, Bo Junxiao couldn't help but bend the corners of his eyes again.

"Xiao Mu, what are you going to do for the old man?"

In the kitchen, Da Li asked expectantly.

Yan Mu breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, Bo Junxiao asked her to cook dinner for Old Man Bo, she was afraid that Da Li would be unhappy!

"Just boil some porridge and get two dishes, right?"

Yan Mu said as he started to move.

She is already familiar with the kitchen, where to put all kinds of ingredients, Da Li likes to nag her before.

Longan meat, a little barley and glutinous rice, Yan Mu found a few red dates and soaked them together, quietly infusing these materials with a little aura.

Longan, red dates, nourishing qi and blood, the piece of paper given by Bo Junxiao also said that this food is also more suitable for Alzheimer's disease.

"Xiao Mu,"

Da Li was not satisfied with the amount she took out, "You are also boiling porridge once, boiling a bowl is boiling, boiling a pot is also boiling, why don't you boil a little more by the way, so that everyone has a mouthful, isn't it?" ”

Belch......

Yan Mu looked at Da Li.

Da Li looked serious and innocent, anyway, he was thinking about everyone in the old mansion, not just for his stomach!

"Okay!" Yan Mu retreated, "I'm just afraid that some people don't like to drink, and it will be wasted if they do too much." ”

"It won't be wasted," Da Li hurriedly said, "The rest will be mine!" ”

Yan Mu looked at Da Li again, is this master a chef or a foodie?

Due to Da Li's reminder, Yan Mu had to deal with several times more materials, but fortunately, in the past few days, she often absorbed the feedback energy from the flowers and trees, and her spirit has not felt too tired.

After soaking these ingredients and boiling them in the pot, Yan Mu made time to prepare for cooking.

Da Li has given up stealing teachers.

He tried it too long ago to try again, the same procedure, the same time, the same materials, even the pot is the same, but he can't make that taste!

How to say it, it is as if these materials have been upgraded to a higher level through Yan Mu's hands, and I feel that the most primitive and pure wonderful taste of the ingredients has been stimulated!

But that's soy milk, it's porridge...... Seeing that Yan Mu was going to cook, Da Li began to be calm again.

The corners of Yan Mu's lips hooked.

She thought it was difficult to do it at first, but now she already had a good idea in her heart.

After Yan Mu took out a handful of water spinach and washed it, he picked up a leaf that had been torn off a little and put it in his mouth, as if he deliberately tasted it very seriously, shook his head and put the dish down again.

Then he picked up another water spinach and pulled off a little of the leaf and put it in his mouth.

"Xiao Mu, this dish is raw, what are you tasting?" Da Li looked at Yan Mu in surprise and asked eagerly in confusion.

"In ancient times, Shennong tasted herbs, and in order to make the dishes delicious, of course, I had to slowly select good ingredients!" Yan Mu said with a serious face.