It just so happened that when it was time for dinner, the brothers and sisters of the Lang family also returned to the Meng Mansion, and when they saw Da Zhuang here, Lang Yuchen also apologized for the fact that no one in his eyes before him made Da Zhuang quite incredible.

The children of the nobility have their own pride, and what Lang Yuchen did is also reasonable, Da Zhuang didn't take it to heart.

The group exchanged a few words of greeting, and they should all recognize each other.

On the left is a large round table that can seat ten people, and in the back room on the right is a small table placed on the couch.

There are two tables, one large and one small, but the dishes are completely different.

Although everyone was hungry, they were more concerned about what Tang Shui'er had done to Meng Xiao and Yan Hong, and when they saw the five dishes on the small table, they were all surprised.

I thought that Tang Shuier would make some soup that is easy to digest, but I didn't expect that there are a lot of meat and vegetables with soup.

Looking at these dishes with full color and flavor, everyone swallowed their saliva silently.

The first course is placed in front of Meng Xiao, the tofu is white and tender, soft and smooth, with green beans and brown shiitake mushrooms thickened with chicken broth, and then sprinkled with fried crunchy nuts, the "color" alone is particularly attractive, not to mention the fragrance that spreads.

Everyone paid attention to Meng Xiao and Yan Hong's expressions, lest they show the slightest sign of nausea.

Until the second dish came up, the two of them looked as usual, and even Yan He saw a little expectation in Yan Hong's eyes after a long absence, he seemed to be very fond of colorful tofu soup.

Immediately afterwards, a milky white fish was placed in the center, the head and tail of the fish were cocked on both sides of the plate, lifelike, and the body of the fish was submerged in the milky white soup.

Seeing this dish, Yan He hesitated a little, and said to Tang Shui'er: "Hong'er is too small, and the fish bones are ......."

Tang Shui'er raised his hand to stop what he was about to say: "Yan Dashao, don't be impatient, wait until the dishes are ready." ”

The maidservant placed the rest of the milky paste, a milky soup, and a bowl of porridge on the table.

All in all, these dishes look very light, but the tanic aroma that wafts out of the plate is not as simple as it seems.

Tang Shui'er stretched out his hand and introduced them one by one: "Eight treasure tofu, appetizing, easy to digest; Hibiscus crucian carp, spleen and stomach, suitable for people with loss of appetite and fatigue; Chicken paste taro soup has a good effect on malnutrition, cold and cold, fatigue and weakness; Yuba ginkgo pork belly soup has the effect of replenishing deficiency, suitable for people with qi and blood deficiency and thin body; Poria porridge ......"

Da Zhuang stood in the crowd, looking at Tang Shui'er who was talking, his body seemed to be wrapped in a soft and dazzling light, he stretched out his hand to cover his chest, and felt a burst of heat inside.

"The above five dishes are all suitable for the current illness of the two young masters, as for the hibiscus crucian carp, I have removed the fish bones, so you can eat it with confidence."

After listening to the name of the dish and the effect of the medicine, everyone's expressions were confused.

Yan Hong was young, he didn't understand what Tang Shui'er said, he only knew that there were a lot of delicious things on the table, hooking his nose and taste buds.

Uncle said that the bowl of soup he drank last time was made by this aunt, even if he hated eating, he couldn't help the temptation in front of him.

Yan Hong had a smiling face, as if he was struggling.

He hated eating, very, very hateful, but whenever he wanted to retreat, even to his stomach, he would always remember the taste of the soup he had drunk before.

When the soup flows into his abdomen, there will be a warm feeling, and he occasionally thinks of his mother, is it the same feeling?

When Yan Hong hesitated, Meng Xiao scooped a spoonful of eight-treasure tofu without any psychological burden, and the smooth taste made him can't help but squint his eyes with enjoyment.

"Well, the nuts are crunchy and fragrant, the tofu is as smooth as fat, and the taste is really delicious."

And the tofu is very easy to digest, so it shouldn't matter if he eats a little more, right?

Thinking like this, the spoon in his hand has been stretched out several times.

Seeing that Meng Xiao was eating with relish, as if the previous insurmountable illness had never happened, Yan Hong finally began to move the spoon.

The five or six-year-old child, who had not eaten properly for a long time, and whose spoon was not very stable on the ground, stretched out very persistently towards the hibiscus crucian carp and scooped up a small piece of egg white tremblingly.

He saw that there was still a small piece of fish in it, frowned and put it under his nose and sniffed it, but he didn't smell a strange fishy smell, so he put it in his mouth.

It dissolves immediately in his mouth, and the fish is also very tender, Yan Hong pursed his lips, feeling that he can eat another bite.

Just one bite after another, Yan He held his breath and watched him eat nearly half a bowl, and his eyes turned red with excitement.

Tang Shui'er secretly poked and observed the two, Meng Xiao preferred the freshness, while Yan Hong liked the sweet and glutinous with a light aroma of taro paste and poria porridge.

What surprised her the most was that after listening to her finish talking about pork belly, Meng Xiao still got off the chopsticks without hesitation, without the slightest psychological barrier.

At that time, when it was said that it was pork belly, even Mrs. Meng's face changed.

Mrs. Meng saw that Meng Xiao had several chopsticks, and finally couldn't help but ask him: "Xiao'er, this pork belly ...... Do you think it's delicious? ”

Meng Xiao chewed the pork belly, nodded with a smile and said: "Mother, the pork belly is flexible and chewy, and it does not have a strange taste as you imagined, Tang Niangzi handled it very cleanly, I don't believe you can taste it, the taste is very delicious." ”

Mrs. Meng tasted it in disbelief, and her eyes widened suddenly.

Tang Shui'er smiled lightly.

She didn't say that the pork belly soup with yuba and white fruit also has the effect of nourishing yin and nourishing the kidneys.

When Meng Xiao was five minutes full, he finally found that everyone was surrounding them, and he felt very embarrassed, so he persuaded politely: "Daddy, you ...... Why don't you go to dinner first? ”

The dishes on the table are almost cold.

Everyone woke up from a dream and turned back to their desks.

After sitting down, they realized that their table was much richer than Meng Xiao's table, but except for the ginseng stewed chicken pot and braised hooves, they couldn't say anything else.

Meng Hongmiao, as the host, naturally moved his chopsticks first, he didn't stretch out towards the two dishes that he ate and ate, but picked up a shrimp.

The pink and white shrimp is crystal clear, smooth and fragrant, the shrimp meat is not grooved when chewing, slightly chewy, and there is a faint tea fragrance flowing between the lips and teeth, the mouth is luscious, it is really delicious!

Meng Hongmiao gave a thumbs up without hesitation: "Good, good!" ”

said three good words in a row, which is enough to prove the strength of this dish.

Seeing this, the rest of the people were not reserved, and stretched out their chopsticks towards the shrimp, even Lang Yuchen, who was tired of eating fish, shrimp and crabs, praised sincerely.

"Fried green tea with shrimp is not only light and elegant in color, but also delicious and refreshing, which is really wonderful!"

"Don't say it, this shrimp can be made so simple and exquisite, it's not much better than the restaurants in Changning County, Tang Niangzi, you really convince me." Dr. Lin gave a thumbs up.