Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Cook Becomes a Spoiler Recommends 50 Plus More

Lu Wu'er turned slightly red, when he went to the porridge stall before, he didn't feel so overwhelmed.

However, today I am always at a loss for Miss Du.

Is it because you haven't come out of the surprise of seeing her yet?

"Something happened in the afternoon, I didn't eat, can you make me something to eat?"

"Then the fifth master, you go to the main house and wait, okay, I'll ask Aunt Li to send it over to you." Du Ruo remembered that he wanted to make a Sufo jumping over the wall at noon, but because Lu Wu didn't come back, the ingredients were still there.

Lu Wu refused to leave, so he found a small stool and sat down. The burly man sat on the small stool and looked particularly abrupt, but if he didn't leave, Du Ruo couldn't drive him away.

She asked Aunt Li to open the stove, add firewood, put bean sprouts and shiitake mushrooms in the pot to boil vegetarian broth, and set up another pot of hot water to prepare the next noodles.

Du Ruo rolled out the kneaded dough thinly, cut it thinly, sprinkled it into the pot, cooked it and took it out, poured it on the boiled vegetarian broth, cut the thin cucumber shreds, crushed the freshly fried peanuts with a rolling pin, cut the green onion finely, and stacked it on the noodles, and the whole kitchen was floating with aroma in an instant.

Du Ruo brought a small square table and put it in front of Lu Wu, and then brought the noodles over.

Lu Wu sniffed it first, and then got off his chopsticks and ate it. I don't know if I'm hungry or something else, even the soup and noodles were eaten by him.

Du Ruo pursed her lips and looked at her with a smile.

By the time the autumn wind gradually rose, Du Ruo's injury was already healed, and only the shoulder blade was as Dr. Hu said, and there would be a faint pain on a rainy day, but Du Ruo didn't care, this pain was much better for losing his life. She is very glad that such pain always reminds her that her kindness has been broken and she only lives for herself.

Because Lu Wu and the old housekeeper explained that he and Du Ruo had known each other for a long time, the old housekeeper did not regard Du Ruo as the cook in the house anymore.

After the eldest princess of Jing'an, she allocated another girl to serve Du Ruo with Xiaoqiu. also moved Du Ruo to live in the courtyard adjacent to Lu Wu, after all, friends and subordinates are different.

This made Du Ruo very panicked, she went to ask Lu Wu, and Lu Wu said to her indifferently: "Miss Du, have you and I known each other for a long time?" ”

Du Ruo nodded.

"Are we friends?" Lu Wu asked again.

Du Ruo paused for a long time and nodded with difficulty.

Although they used to be the relationship between the stall owner and the diners, they got along well.

Lu Wu clapped his hands and said to Du Ruo with a smile: "That's it, since you are friends, where is there a reason to let a friend be a cook." ”

Du Ruo was stunned when she heard this, but if she didn't cook, what could she do?

"Fifth Master, do you like the dishes I make?" Du Ruo asked Lu Wu to arrive.

"I like it, otherwise why would I go to your place to drink porridge rain or shine for most of the year?" Lu Wu asked rhetorically.

"Okay, Fifth Master, you have to promise me to let you go into the kitchen to cook food for you until you get tired of eating, okay?" Du Ruo thought about it, but this is the only way to do it. Otherwise, what is that?

"You ......" Lu Wu said angrily, but after only saying one word, he restrained his anger and paused.

The speed of convergence made Du Ruo feel that it was a problem of his own dazzled and bad ears, how could such a gentle and polite person get angry?

"Good. I promise you. Still, you just have to make this your hobby. Don't take it as your job. Lu Wu paused, and his voice softened.

"Okay."

Du Ruoyan breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, she finally had something to do, she didn't want to be the coquettish guest who ate white rice, and she couldn't do it.