Such a beautiful boy who is as gentle as jade, if he was in the era of Mu Dye, he might also be one of the types of stars.

It's a pity that Mu Ranran, who is used to seeing countless beautiful men, already has enough immunity to the handsome guys in the adult version, just like Nangong Chuli at the beginning, deliberately put on such a bewitching posture, Mu Ran Ran has never been charmed.

What's more, just a gentle young man smiled like this, naturally it didn't cause any damage to Mu Ranran.

At this time, I only heard Mu Dye say something quite calmly.

"Okay, since Mei Gongzi doesn't have any opinions, then I'll go and prepare the ingredients."

After Mu Ran said this, he didn't even look back once, and disappeared from Mei Ziqian's sight.

Mei Ziqian saw that Mu Ran was unmoved, and suddenly the smile on the corner of her mouth disappeared without a trace.

With a little annoyance, he suddenly raised his hand and threw away the scroll in his hand.

This Mu Ran Dye, as I said in the past, made her like this smile the most.

Why didn't she react at all now? It's like two people with her in the past.

Could it be that he really found the wrong person? Isn't this Mu Dye the one he was looking for at all?

Mei Ziqian's day can be said to have been spent in entanglement, for a while he felt that this Mu Ran was the one he knew, and for a while he overturned his previous thoughts, thinking that it was not.

In this way, the entanglement came and went, but it soon came to the middle of the night.

At that time, Mu Jinyu and Nangong Chuli came back from practicing martial arts from the small mountain, and both of them went to wash and clean up.

And Mu Ran put all the ingredients prepared before one by one, and was thinking about starting to make pumpkin yam beef porridge, but found that there was a key problem, that is, no one lit the fire for her.

In her world, there is no need for anyone to help light the fire at all, the machine automatically burns the fire, and even the heat can be adjusted by a few gears, so she doesn't need to bother about it at all.

Now it's good, without the help of Nannan and Chunmiao to light the fire, how can she cook while burning the fire, this is sad for her.

"Mother, what's wrong? Seeing that you are very embarrassed, is there something wrong? ”

At this time, Mu Jinyu, who had finished washing, came to Mu Dye in a simple and neat outfit.

Mu Dye was not afraid of his son's jokes, and pointed to the stove.

"Son, my mother can't burn the fire, what can I do?"

"Mother, it's not a big deal if you don't know how to burn a fire, I will burn a fire for my son. This little thing is wrapped up in Jinyu. ”

Mu Jinyu thought that her mother was worried about something, and it turned out to be just a fire problem after a long time, so he immediately patted his little chest and promised that it would be burned well.

"Really? That's great, son, I'll leave the fire to you. ”

Mu Ranran has seen Mu Jinyu's performance since these days, and he no longer treats him as a six-year-old child.

Now, her son said that he would light the fire, but she didn't even have any suspicions, and directly handed over this task to Mu Jinyu.

That Mu Jinyu won the full trust of her mother, and her phoenix eyes were shining, and the corners of her lips were pulled out of a whirlpool of laughter.

I saw that he quickly lit the hay with flint and steel, and then set up the firewood, and slowly burned the fire, and it burned vigorously.

This Mu Dye looked at his son's skillful movements, and he looked like he was doing it in one go, which was even more nimble than burning a fire.

Immediately smiled happily: "My son is really the best, great!" ”

Mu Ran gave Mu Jinyu a thumbs up, and then began her process.

At this moment, she put the rice that had been soaked in clean water for half an hour into the pot, and then added a sufficient amount of water to the pot.

After the heat is boiled, I asked my son to make the fire smaller, which takes about half an hour, and needs to be stirred constantly to prevent sticking and spilling.

Then she took the yam, peeled it off, and cut it into small cubes, and in the same way, she peeled and diced the pumpkin, shredded the ginger, and chopped the shallots.

Then I saw that the rice porridge in the pot was boiled until the rice grains bloomed, so I added the pumpkin and diced yam and continued to cook for five or six minutes.

Finally, Mu Ran Ran added the minced beef marinated with ginger, starch, cooking wine and a little oil to the pot, boiled again until boiling, then turned to low heat and continued to cook for two or three minutes.

After that, you can add salt and chives and stir well, so that you can start the pot and serve.

The pumpkin and yam beef porridge in the bowl out of the pot looks bright in color, bright and golden, smelling it, the aroma is fragrant, which attracts Nangong Chuli, a foodie who has been staring at the side for a long time, and his saliva is murmuring.

"Mrs. Mu, what kind of porridge is this? I don't think I've ever eaten before, can you give me a bowl to try first? ”

Nangong Chuli had a pair of peach blossom eyes, staring at the pumpkin yam beef porridge in Mu Ranran's hand, eager to snatch it directly and quickly eat two bites.

It's a pity that as soon as he came into contact with Mu Ranran's cold eyes, he immediately took his paws back obediently, and said: "Mei Ziqian's sick seedling, he can't eat so much at all, I know, his appetite is very small, such a big bowl of porridge, he can drink a small half of it, it's very good." ”

"Nangong Chuli, what do you mean by this?"

Mu Ran looked at the big bowl in his hand and said with a smile.

"What I mean is obvious, Mei Ziqian can't finish it anyway. In order not to waste this, Mrs. Mu, I suggest that you make a small bowl for him. ”

"The rest, I will make up for my apprentice. You see, your son, my apprentice, this body is too thin, and I have been practicing hard recently, so I have to make up for it hard. So, I'd better leave a copy for my apprentice for this supper. ”

Nangong Chuli was so attracted by the aroma wafting out of the bowl that Mu Dye swallowed her saliva, I really want to eat, what should I do?

And at this time, Mei Ziqian didn't know when he was already standing at the door of the kitchen, he was originally coming over at random to take a look and see how Mu Ran was cooking.

Unexpectedly, he didn't see Mu Ran cooking, but he saw Nangong Chuli pestering Mu Ran to ask him for his bowl of medicinal food.

At that moment, he rolled his eyes and coughed lightly.

In this way, Nangong Chuli, who was standing in front of him, turned around in shock, and even began to stammer.

"Mei, Mei Ziqian, you, what, when are you standing here?"

Master, did he see his embarrassed look just now?

Definitely not, no, it must not have been seen by Mei Ziqian, a sick seedling.

Nangong Chuli comforted himself like this, but he didn't want Mei Ziqian to ignore him directly.

Looking past him, he went directly to the pumpkin yam beef porridge in Mu Ranran's hand.

"Looks like my medicinal diet is ready, right?"

"That's right, Mei Gongzi, the pumpkin and yam beef porridge you want to eat, I've already made it, I just wanted to bring it to you, I don't want you to come over by yourself, this is convenient, just sit at the dining table in the outer hall and eat it."

Mu Ran Ran proposed like this, Mei Ziqian was also very talkative, and he smiled lightly and nodded slightly.

"Okay."

In this way, Mu Ran naturally brought the bowl of pumpkin yam beef porridge to Mei Ziqian to the dining table in the outer hall.

And Mei Ziqian took a small spoon and ate it elegantly in a small bite, a small bite.

The foodie Nangong Chuli saw that Mei Ziqian didn't mean to stop at all, it was one bite after another, eating with relish, and commenting from time to time.

"The taste is really good, the taste is different and smooth, refreshing and not sweet, it is really appetizing, appetizing."

In this way, the foodie Nangong Chuli was resentful, and he began to be coquettish towards Mu Ran a little shamelessly.

"Mrs. Mu, Mrs. Mu, otherwise, you will work harder and make another one, how about it?"

"Why do you want to do it? Mei Gongzi is out of silver, and you Nangong Chuli-"

"I also give out silver, what I have is silver, which is much more generous than Mei Ziqian, a stingy man. He has only paid thirty taels of silver a month, and I have given one thousand taels of silver a month, how about it? ”

As soon as the silver was mentioned, Nangong Chuli immediately became confident.

Mu Ran heard this, smiled and shook his head.

"After all, you are my son's master, I will be embarrassed to accept your money."

"What is there, I am willing to give silver, oh, this is a thousand taels of silver tickets, for you!"

Nangong Chuli, this foodie, this loser, no wonder when she didn't know the value of ancient silver, he could nod his head as soon as she opened her mouth, daring to love this person for a bite of deliciousness, this silver was not distressed at all.

Mu Ran looked at Nangong Chuli helplessly, shook his head, and still didn't accept the silver in his hand after all.

"Why? Why don't you take my money? Could it be that Mei Ziqian's silver is fragrant, and my silver is stinky? Nangong Chuli was unhappy.

Mu Dye and Dye explained with a smile: "That's not the reason, how can silver be fragrant and smelly, but now I don't need silver in urgent need." ”

Now she is not the time when she first came to the time, and she urgently needs silver to live, she bought so many things that day, and she didn't spend 1,000 taels of silver, and there are still 20,000 taels of silver tickets at home that have not been touched, so now she is not short of silver at all, what she lacks is a nursing home, and she is a bodyguard.

And this foodie Nangong Chuli didn't even remember what he promised that day under Mu Ranran's hint, and he still shouted vigorously.

"Then why don't you take my money? Do you like to make medicinal food for Mei Ziqian, a sick seedling, and refuse to make a medicinal diet for my Nangong Chuli? ”

"That's not the reason."

Mu Ran glanced at Nangong Chuli.

If this person doesn't tell him directly, won't he be able to remember such a thing again?

Mu Ran glared at him angrily and said: "Nangong Chuli, let me tell you the truth, the reason why I didn't accept your money is because the thing you promised to give me the nursing home has not been seen yet, you talk about it, just like this, you promised here and forgot it in the blink of an eye, how can I still make you good food?" ”