"It's just that I've been hungry for a day, so I can't eat too well!"

Zhou Ziyi said. "Otherwise, the stomach and intestines are not digested well, and it is easy to get sick!"

Gu Chengyu nodded, still curious.

"Are you going to make soup cakes?" Because, she took the flour.

"It's not!" Zhou Ziyi smiled, "I make pimple soup." ”

Gu Chengyu knew Zhou Ziyi's craftsmanship, so there was nothing to question. Again, go over and obediently light the fire.

Zhou Ziyi cleaned the prepared chicken fir and vegetables and cut them into fine cubes. Only then did he add water to the flour in the bowl and make the dough with chopsticks.

It should be fine, not too wet, otherwise it will become a lump.

After making it, put oil in the pot to quickly put the vegetables and chicken fir into the pot, and hang the remaining stock during the day.

Wait until the water is boiling and put the dough in.

Soon you can smell the flavor of the dough and the dashi stock.

Finally, add salt to taste, and it is ready to cook.

……

Outside the door, a kitchen servant. Because I drank too much wine during the day, I came out at night to relieve myself.

As a result, I was disturbed by the movement in the kitchen. Thinking it was a thief, he quickly ran over.

"Where did the thief come from, who dared to go wild in the kitchen?" As he spoke, his chubby body was about to roll in.

"It's me!" Gu Chengyu said in a deep voice.

The servant woman was startled, and when she saw that it was the eldest prince who was burning the fire. Sure enough, as Zhou Ziyi said, his jaw was about to fall.

"Great, big prince......"

Oh my God, she's been doing it in the kitchen for so many years. I've never seen the son-in-law of any family cook with his daughter-in-law!

ァ新ヤ~(8)~1~Chinese 網ωωω.χ~8.~1zщ.còм

I can't help but be a little envious of this new daughter-in-law, who is so loved by someone like the eldest son.

Thinking about it, she looked at Zhou Ziyi again. I haven't removed my makeup yet, but I've just loosened my hair. It seems that she is a very delicate girl with an identity.

But......

Her eyes fell on the bowl in front of her, and the servant woman couldn't help but mutter.

"Young lady, what are you? That's not how this essence works! ”

No matter how good-looking it looks, it's really just a small people from the mountains, isn't this a waste of food?

Zhou Ziyi didn't think so, "That's good, there are still some leftovers there, if you're hungry, try it too!" ”

After speaking, she and Gu Chengyu glanced at each other, and the two walked out of the kitchen door together.

When the figures of the two disappeared outside the gate, the servant woman walked over and took a closer look at the gnocchi in the pot. The more I look at it, the more pity it becomes.

Stock, chicken fir, and fine noodles are all good. In the end, such a strange thing was made.

It's a pity, it's a pity!

Reluctant to give up the chicken fir, she took a piece of chopsticks and put it in her mouth. Then, she fingered, and her eyes gradually lit up.

"Does this taste good?"

So, she brought another bowl over and brought a bowl out. The dough is incorporated into the dashi stock to increase the umami flavor of the dashi. There is also the combination of chicken fir and green vegetables, which gives this night gnocchi a different element.

It tastes so good.

After eating a big bowl with a snort, the servant woman was still a little unsatisfied. So, he filled half a bowl again, and was about to put it in his mouth, when he saw someone coming in outside.

"Mother Yu, why did you get here?"

Yu's mother followed the voice and looked over, and just saw the new housekeeper's sister, standing at the door with a bitter face.