Chapter 132: King Chu Jiang, you are digging a pit

Hearing Wang Zhaojun's words, Qin Mubai paused slightly, children, sometimes more than adults say words, it makes people feel more shocked in their hearts.

"Yes, of course. Qin Mubai replied with a smile and nodded.

"Oh, great, Haoyue can eat meat. Wang Zhaojun immediately cheered, this was the first time she had shown the appearance of a child since she came to Qin Mubai.

Qin Mubai smiled slightly, and when he returned home, the things he bought hadn't been delivered yet, and it was estimated that it would take about an hour, but it didn't matter, Qin Mubai could cook first.

Put Wang Zhaojun at home, Qin Mubai directly took a large number of dishes into the kitchen, since he moved here, the kitchen has not been fired, but it doesn't matter, it will be a fire today.

Qin Mubai had already cleaned up the things in the kitchen, and skillfully took the things out, Qin Mubai thought about it, and made a few menus directly, first stewed chicken for Wang Zhaojun, and then gave her a braised pork, but children can't eat too much meat.

Qin Mubai made a few more stir-fried dishes, and finally made a soup, to be honest, Qin Mubai had never made such a sumptuous meal for himself, six dishes and one soup.

But I haven't cooked for a long time, Qin Mubai's craftsmanship is a little rusty, and it is a little slow, but it doesn't matter if it's slow, and Qin Mubai also deliberately reduced the amount of salt, northerners eat salt heavier, and the salt in ancient times is not so easy to get, so the meals of ancient people are generally light.

If the taste is normal, maybe Wang Zhaojun will feel that it is too salty, so according to the standards of Huaiyang cuisine, it is okay to be a little heavier than that.

When Qin Mubai had almost cooked the meal, the supermarket delivery person finally came to the door, Qin Mubai bought too much, so the supermarket delivery staff also did their best to pack it very well and deliver it directly to the door.

asked them to put everything in their bedroom first, and Qin Mubai gave them another 200 tips, which was regarded as the hard money they helped send upstairs.

After processing these and comparing them, the soup in it was almost the same, and Qin Mubai immediately brought all the meals to the table.

"Haoyue, let's eat. Qin Mubai smiled and said to Wang Zhaojun, who was already waiting obediently in the living room.

"Well, Dad, somewhere can I wash my hands. Wang Zhaojun immediately stood up from the sofa.

"Come, Daddy will take you. Qin Mubai immediately carried Wang Zhaojun to the bathroom, but after entering the bathroom, Qin Mubai found that the washbasin was slightly high, which was obviously very high for a three-year-old child.

Qin Mubai directly bent down and hugged Wang Zhaojun, and then put water on her to wash her hands.

After washing, Wang Zhaojun smiled and said, "Thank you, Dad." It seems that she has become accustomed to Qin Mubai's behavior of hugging her, and Wang Zhaojun no longer knows how to be shy at this time, and she seems to have some feelings of enjoyment.

After all, she is still a child, and she needs the most pain from adults.

Took Wang Zhaojun to sit on the dining table and served all the food to the table, Qin Mubai ran to the sofa and took a cushion over, put Wang Zhaojun under the chair, and then hugged her to the stool, the table was also a little high for her, but it was much better to put a cushion.

"Thanks, Dad. Wang Zhaojun smiled sweetly at Qin Mubai.

"Alright, let's sit down and start eating. Qin Mubai smiled, and then went directly into the kitchen, took out two bowls of rice, handed one of the small bowls to Wang Zhaojun, and then took her a spoon and a pair of chopsticks.

"Come, let's eat. Qin Mubai smiled and gave a piece of braised pork to Wang Zhaojun.

Stir-fried vegetables were rare in the Song Dynasty, let alone during the Han Dynasty, so the colorful and fragrant meals on the table at this moment were unimaginable to Wang Zhaojun.

When she stuffed a piece of braised pork into her mouth, her already big eyes widened again, as if she had eaten the most beautiful delicacy, and the big eyes began to glow.

Although he is only three years old, Wang Zhaojun can already eat with chopsticks independently, and he is very proficient in using them, without Qin Mubai worrying, Qin Mubai also began to eat, when he just made it, he tasted all his own food, and he can only say that the level is okay, but he eats a little lightly.

But it should be just right for Wang Zhaojun.

Seeing that Wang Zhaojun continued to pull rice into his mouth, Qin Mubai hurriedly patted her back and said, "Eat slowly, eat slowly, we still have it." ”

Wang Zhaojun raised his head and glanced at Qin Mubai, hesitated for a moment and did not speak.

"Say whatever you want. Qin Mubai said with a smile.

"Dad, Confucius said, eat without saying anything. Wang Zhaojun whispered.

Qin Mubai choked for a moment, and then said helplessly: "It's okay, we Haoyue are still young, we can say whatever we want, Dad doesn't have so many rules here." ”

"Well, well....... Wang Zhaojun nodded, and then began to fight the food again.

After eating for a while, Wang Zhaojun looked at Qin Mubai, then stretched out his chopsticks a little awkwardly, put some vegetables in the dish closest to him and put them in Qin Mubai's bowl, and smiled sweetly at Qin Mubai: "Dad, you eat it too, it's delicious, Dad, the food you cook is so delicious." ”

Qin Mubai, who was watching this scene, was slightly stunned for a moment, and then nodded with some relief and said, "Okay, I'll eat too." Looking at Wang Zhaojun next to him, who lowered his head again and began to concentrate on eating, Qin Mubai was a little helpless, for Mao himself, this is the father who has been a father for a long time, he feels that he has entered the role?

What kind of rhythm is this Nima, does it mean that she already wants to get married?

Wang Zhaojun is only three years old, a small bowl of rice is enough, plus she has eaten a lot of meat, but she is still too young after all, although she is skilled in chopsticks, but still sprinkled a lot of rice grains on the dining table, at this moment she is trying to clamp these rice grains and stuff them into her small mouth.

"Haoyue, don't eat it, these have all fallen on the table and are dirty. Qin Mubai hurriedly stopped her and said.

"Dad, we can't waste this food, many people don't have enough to eat. Wang Zhaojun raised his head and looked at Qin Mubaidao.

Qin Mubai immediately stopped his movements, he didn't know what to say at the moment, King Chujiang, did you do it on purpose? Is this sending a villain over to purify Lao Tzu's heart?

"Dad, can we finish all these meals? Otherwise, Zhaojun will eat some more, and it will be a waste of it. After eating all the rice grains he had sprinkled, Wang Zhaojun looked at the food on the table and asked with some concern.

Looking at the half of the food left on the table, Qin Mubai burst into tears, what else could he say, he had to eat the food he cooked, with tears in his eyes. About half an hour later, Qin Mubai almost died and finally ate all the food.

However, after he finished eating, Qin Mubai suddenly remembered again, why did he finish eating? He could have put it in the refrigerator and eat it tomorrow! Is he mentally retarded? Nima! Blame King Chu Jiang!