Xue Rou endured all this with her eyes closed, and what she couldn't bear the most was that she actually saw something she was very familiar with at the dining table: black steamed buns.

God knows how bad this thing is, but what about the rice in the kitchen, can't you see it? Why do you want to do this?

I still remember that when she crossed over, she had nothing, and she was forced to eat black-flour steamed buns for a few days, and now she feels loveless when she thinks about it.

I thought that when I would never see this thing again after I had money, these things that could not eat the dead, but could choke people, actually appeared on her dining table, and on her plate, lined up in rows and rows.

The dark color seemed to mock her: you can't escape our clutches!

Xue Rou: ...... She didn't want to eat this meal!

No better than her is Lu Yi.

Although Lu Yi has eaten black flour steamed buns for I don't know how many days than Xue Rou, he has long been familiar with this taste, and even not long ago, he regarded this thing as a staple food.

But since Xue Rou revealed her identity, with Xue Rou's silver blessing, Lu Yi didn't treat herself badly at all, and her little life was delicious and delicious.

Even when Xue Rou was away, although he was a little tired, he never treated himself badly in terms of food, all of them were good ingredients, and with the spices in the kitchen left by Xue Rou, he groped for cooking, and ate himself a little fat.

Now that I think about it, the days I lived before were really not people's lives.

Less than ten days ago, he persuaded Xue Rou not to be so critical, and just a few days later, he became as critical as Xue Rou.

is the so-called easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift, so at this moment, Lu Yi lowered his head and silently glanced at the black-faced steamed bun, and then turned his head in refusal.

As for Ah Qi, although she didn't speak, she had two words of disgust written all over her face.

Look at the left, then look at the right, yes, no one wants to eat this thing, Xue Rou sighed helplessly, stood up and went to the kitchen in resignation.

Huang Zhu was no longer here at this time, and went back to the West Wing with his son and daughter, although Xue Rou didn't say it, but he was very disciplined, and he didn't eat with Xue Rou and them, and all the meals were solved in the West Wing.

But fortunately, he returned to the West Wing with his two children early, otherwise he would definitely have to stand up and apologize in panic at this time, although he may not understand what is wrong, but seeing the main family dislike the dishes he cooked, how could he be uncomfortable.

Xue Rou entered the kitchen, and after tinkering for half an hour, she made three dishes and one soup, and also cooked a large pot of rice. It's not that she can't do more, but Xue Rou is really hungry at this time and doesn't want to do it anymore.

When Xue Rou and the two were ready to come back for dinner before, it was actually early, around ten o'clock in the morning. Because people here generally have no special circumstances, they just eat breakfast and dinner, breakfast is around 10 o'clock in the morning, and dinner is around 3 or 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

Xue Rou is used to three meals a day, or even four meals a day, so the family follows Xue Rou's rules and eats at 12 noon.

It was already past ten o'clock when the two of them said goodbye from Ma Momo's house, and went to the other courtyard instead, and then went through the stubble of going to receive the order, and came back to fight again, and the time had already passed more than 12 o'clock.

Now that this toss is approaching, my stomach is already grumbling with hunger, and these three dishes are made with hunger.

Three-course: steamed pumpkin for beauty; minced beans, sour and spicy appetizing; Braised eggplant in oil to cleanse the intestines; The last soup is seaweed egg drop soup, seaweed was brought by Xue Rou, Xue Rou learned the essence from the aunt in the cafeteria, and only used two eggs to create the effect of full of egg flowers.

Xue Rou's cooking skills are actually not the best, but she is willing to put seasonings and oil, and the food she makes is fragrant, especially the eggplant stewed in oil, the eggplant full of oil and water, soft and elastic teeth, with a strong garlic fragrance, it is a must.

Xue Rou is not a person who eats alone, she made a lot of extra dishes for each dish, in addition to giving the three of them to eat by herself, she also left meals for the family.

But it's not that Xue Rou is kind, but Xue Rou always wants Huang Zhu to know that he still has a lot of room for improvement in cooking, and he has to train her well, so he can't ask her to cook by himself in the future.

Xue Rou came out with the dishes and put them on the table, while urging Ah Qi to give the rest of the kitchen to the family. She can't stay here all the time, so she has to try to reduce her presence to prevent the family from noticing that something is wrong in the future.

Ah Qi nodded noncommittally and stood up.

Lu Yi narrowed his eyes and didn't say anything.

He already knew that he had misunderstood Xue Rou in the morning, Xue Rou didn't specifically buy Huang Zhu as a waiter or something, but bought a family, but he didn't figure it out, so there was no hostility towards Huang Zhu here, and he was even a little weak-hearted.

I heard that Xue Rou asked Ah Qi to deliver food, so naturally she wouldn't stop it.

The aroma of food is the best stepping stone, Ah Qi just reached out and buckled the door of the west wing, and the door was opened suddenly.

Huang Zhu opened the door and walked out, still holding a half-eaten black flour bun in his hand, and respectfully: "Lord Ah Qi, are you okay?" ”

The door behind him was not closed, and through the crack in the door, it could be seen that two children in the room were sitting on the table, holding chopsticks in their hands and preparing to eat.

Ah Qi didn't speak, since a newcomer came to this family, she rarely spoke, and at this time she just stuffed the things in her hand directly into Huang Zhu's hand, "Here you go." Then only left Huang Zhu with a dashing back.

The aroma of food continued to pour into his nose, Huang Zhu sniffed, looked at the colorful and fragrant meal in his arms, and suddenly flashed an incredible thought: Could this be a meal specially sent by the owner?

But didn't he cook? Huang Zhu's first reaction was this.

But then he thought of the bland and tasteless food he cooked, his face turned red, and a sense of shame rose, usually he boasted that he had a hand in cooking, but the food he made was not taken by the owner, and even made a new one and sent it, which was really not a taste.

Thinking of his complacent mood of making lunch, Huang Zhu's face turned red.

In a trance, he brought the dishes to the table in the room, and carefully took them out of the plate and placed them on the stone table.

Suddenly, there was a stark contrast between the blandness on one side and the rich meal on the other, which made Huang Zhu more and more ashamed.