"This is raw, of course it's not delicious, quickly, spit it out, come on, pour a glass of water for the third prince"

Su Xiaojiu couldn't cry or laugh, sure enough, as long as the bear child was quiet, he was either asleep or a moth.

After a busy work, he finally removed the taste of raw dough from his mouth, and Mo Yao threw the dough on the table in disgust, "Hmph, it's not fun at all"

The leg bone broth in the casserole was already bubbling, and the whole small kitchen exuded the umami of lamb.

Mo Yao sniffed hard, and was immediately attracted by the fragrance, and ran to the casserole to probe his brain and asked, "Sister Jiujiu, is the meat already stewed and ready to eat?"

"It's still early."

Looking at the little gluttonous cat's little hands, Su Xiaojiu drove him aside, "The pot is very hot, you go to a farther place to play, it will be ready later, the first one will be given to you, how about it?"

The small charcoal stove and gurgling casserole that were blazing were indeed a little scary, and Mo Yao obediently walked to the distance and sat down, stretching out his little head to look this way.

After sobering up, Su Xiaojiu cleaned up the chives and green garlic, cut them into minced pieces for later use, and fished two heads of sweet garlic and a fresh radish strip from the jar and put them in a small plate.

"Sister Jiujiu, when will it be okay, I'm so hungry."

Mo Yao touched his empty little belly and couldn't stop swallowing his saliva.

"It's going to be fast, don't worry."

Seeing that he was like a little hungry wolf, his eyes were about to glow green, so Su Xiaojiu had to bake a small bun for him first, cut it into small pieces and stack it at the bottom of the bowl, put vermicelli, fungus, and fried eggs, pour on the rich and hot mutton soup, and then sprinkle with pepper, chives and minced green garlic, and a bowl of fragrant and stomach-warming mutton steamed buns was ready.

Because it was too hot, Mo Yao hurriedly circled around the small table, lying up and blowing a few times from time to time, and then licking the edge of the bowl with the tip of his tongue, it was still very hot, so he turned around a few more times, blowing, licking, and repeating.

The small appearance of the fire made Su Xiaojiu cry and laugh, so he took a small bowl for him to separate, brought it to the door and stirred it for him with chopsticks, on an autumn morning, it was colder outside than in the kitchen, and the soup was a little cooler, so a few times, and finally waited for the little guy to finish eating a bowl.

"It's delicious, I still want it"

Mo Yao had a sweet garlic in his mouth, chewed it with relish, wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth, and handed the empty bowl to Su Xiaojiu, who was busy baking buns, "I want to eat another big bowl"

It's the time to grow the body, and it's a boy again, it's normal to eat more, but the mutton is firm, Su Xiaojiu didn't dare to give him too much at one time, so he only served half a bowl to him, "Won't you want to drink milk tea later, but you can't drink it after eating, don't forget that there is also jelly"

Although the steamed buns are delicious, the allure of milk tea and jelly should not be underestimated, thinking of the sweet and fragrant taste, the little guy had to endure the gluttony and compromised, "Okay then." ”

When this half bowl is made, it is no longer as devoured as the first bowl.

Every time he eats a bite of mutton or vermicelli, Mo Yao has to chew it repeatedly in his mouth, and the cut roasted bun absorbs enough soup, and when he bites it, it is soft and sweet, until all the juice in it is poured out, and then he reluctantly swallows the residue.

However, no matter how carefully I looked, it didn't take long for me to eat them all.

Holding the bowl and drinking the last mouthful of soup, Mo Yao burped contentedly, touched his belly and walked to Su Xiaojiu's side to observe.

"Your Highness, have you finished kneading the dough, and if you don't knead the dough, you're going to dry it."

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