The two of them were playing against each other, and it was already the second half of the second game, and Xie Shurao took the peach gum into the small kitchen.

The soaked white fungus and lotus seeds had been stewed by the cook before he commanded, and now they were almost boiled, and the pumpkin was soft and glutinous.

Xie Shurao took a spoon and put a few large spoons of the second pot of white fungus lotus seeds on the pumpkin that was about to boil dry, and let them continue to simmer slowly over low heat.

Because Zhuang Guo does not produce Huai Yam, the cook didn't know what to do for a while, just waiting for Xie Shurao's instructions.

Xie Shurao scraped off the skin of Huai Yam with a knife little by little, then washed it and cut it into small cubes, soaked it in clean water, and finally poured it into the porridge with water to boil.

Cuizhu was afraid that she would hurt her hand, so she carefully followed her side to protect her.

After doing this, she looked at the sky, tasted the taste of white fungus lotus seeds and pumpkin, added some rock sugar to the white fungus lotus seeds, and then divided the peach gum in half, poured it into two pots, and stirred repeatedly.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the two pots came out of the pot at the same time, two bowls of white fungus lotus seeds, lily peach gum soup, and a bowl of white fungus lotus seed pumpkin peach gum soup, which was carried back to the hall by Cuizhu.

"I'm looking forward to the stars and the moon, and I'm finally looking forward to this bowl of peach gum soup." Shen Congwei put down the needle and thread, and the maid hurriedly helped clean up and emptied the table at once.

"Sister Shen, you taste this bowl is yours." Xie Shurao had an extremely sense of accomplishment and brought her a bowl for her to eat first.

The two people who were playing against each other were at the last moment of the decisive battle, and the battle was very stale.

As soon as Xie Shurao finished introducing Shen Congwei and wanted to go to see the battle situation, they were over.

Yu Yan's expression relaxed a little, and he got up and saluted, "Gongzi Xie, accept it!" ”

He nodded, looking at the food on the table, he had eaten less at noon, and he was hungry at this moment.

"Metaphor, come on, come on, this bowl is yours!" Xie Shurao saw that she was very restrained, so he pulled her to sit down and handed her a bowl of the same as Shen Congwei.

After Xie Shuxian sat down, she put his hand beside him.

"What is Third Brother Xie's? I'm going to try it too. Shen Congwei saw the difference in him early on.

"He added some golden pumpkin to it, just your sparrow stomach, it's good to eat this bowl, and you dare to eat the bowl and look at the pot."

Yu Yan tasted it, and the sweet, smooth and tender taste was very appealing to her appetite, "It's delicious!" ”

Most of the boys don't understand the taste that girls like, and sure enough, Xie Shuxian took a bite, frowned, and pushed the bowl away.

Xie Shurao pushed the bowl to his hand again, "Third brother, you eat a few more bites to strengthen your spleen and stomach." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the back of her hand itch more and more, and withdrew her hand and scratched it.

"What's wrong with the hand?" He stirred the peach gum, lacking interest.

"I used to itch when I touched Huaishan taro and the like, but I never thought it would be like this now." Xie Shurao looked down at the back of his hand, which was already a little red and swollen at the moment.

Today she is careless, thinking that the problems of the modern world will not exist here.

"Cuizhu!"

Xie Shuxian shouted Cuizhu's name, she had already heard the conversation inside outside the door, and she was already terrified.

Quickly knelt down, bowed his head and confessed his mistake, "Lord, the slave should die!" The second lady should never have touched Huaishan. ”

Cuizhu's kneeling instantly made Xie Shurao frown, and his fingers kept tapping on the table.

"Wait! What kind of trouble is this, and they don't know about it, what's wrong? The third brother must not make a fuss and lose his manners in front of the guests. ”

Xie Shurao looked at Cuizhu apologetically and asked her to step back.