Jiang Mian smiled and said, "Okay." ”

The breakfast made by this little girl is very fragrant.

Qin Qianqian lifted the lid of a pot, and the smell of salty bone and lean porridge immediately filled the kitchen.

Qin Qianqian took out a large clay bowl from the cupboard and wanted to serve the porridge in the pot.

Jiang Mian snatched the pot and spoon in Qin Qianqian's hand, lest the little girl get burned, "I'll come." ”

At this time, Yu Changhuan took Sibao's hand and walked into the kitchen.

"Mother, what are you going to have for breakfast today, it's so fragrant." Sibao Bulling's big eyes looked at Jiang Mian with a staggered look.

"Drink porridge? Well, there are others, ask your sister Qianqian, she made today's breakfast. ”

Hearing Jiang Mian's words, Sibao turned to look at Qin Qianqian.

Qin Qianqian was so cute that he didn't want it.

She hugged Sibao to the dining table, "Sibao, you sit, drink a bowl of porridge first, and there will be pastries later." ”

"Pastries! Is it sweet? ”

Jiang Mian laughed, "You little gluttonous cat." ”

Yu Changhuan wrinkled his nose, blindly guessing that this breakfast would not be unpalatable, and he consciously took out the dishes and chopsticks in the cupboard.

"Well, this porridge is good, soft and shallow, did you get up early to cook it?"

Qin Qianqian shook his head, "I didn't get up very early." "Porridge cooked on a wood fire has a woody aroma, and when it is boiled on a high fire and boiled slowly over low heat, a pot of delicious porridge can be cooked in no time.

It's just a pity that there is no pepper.

Jiang Mian's ears were tipped, and he heard Qin Qianqian's muttering.

Pepper?

Jiang Mian glanced at Qin Qianqian more.

Qin Qianqian brought out the radish cake, red bean cake and rice rolls, and then brought out the wheat fragrant bun and the three-silk fried noodles.

Jiang Mian looked at the breakfast on the table, and had a plan in his heart.

This little girl said that her name was Qin Qianqian, but she said that she was the daughter of Yang Shu, and her name was forgotten, so what was the matter with this surname?

Also, yesterday the little girl was a mouthful of Gu Di, the name Gu Di, not to mention other people, is her own mother...... Ahem, it's my mother, and I'm about to remember, how did she know?

Plus today's breakfast with a very different style......

This Qin Qianqian, I'm afraid it's not her fellow countryman?

"Shallow, you are so capable, you can cook so much food at such a young age, and it is very delicious."

Qin Qianqian smiled with satisfaction when he heard Jiang Mian's praise, for a chef, there is nothing more rewarding than getting the satisfaction of the diners.

"By the way, I haven't seen such fresh food in Changping Village for so many years, especially this rice rolls, did you come up with it yourself?"

The smile on the corner of Qin Qian's mouth froze, and her eyes dodged, "I...... I figured it out when I was making rice cereal for my brother, and I made it for the first time today, is it to your taste? ”

Jiang Mian stuffed a mouthful of rice noodles, "Well, it's delicious, but I always feel almost funny." ”

Qin Qian's eyes lit up suddenly, "Yes, I also think it's almost meaningful, if there is ...... chili sauce, it would be better."

She swallowed back the last few words.

"What's there?" Jiang Mian raised his eyes.

"It's nothing, I mean, the sauce doesn't taste good, if only I had time to think about it." Qin Qian smiled dryly.

"Aunt Jiang, haven't Erbao and Sanbao gotten up yet? Do you want to wake them up for breakfast? Qin Qianqian avoided Jiang Mian's probing gaze and changed the topic.

"No, they probably got up too."

As soon as the words fell, Erbao and Sanbao appeared at the kitchen door one after another.

"Wow! What are you going to eat today, hey, what is this white flower roll? I know this red bean cake! Erbao stretched out his claws to the plate of red bean cake.

"Erbao, have you washed your hands?"

"Wash, wash!"

"Mother~ hug." Unlike the second son who jumped out, the daughter was very soft, and stretched out her hands to ask Jiang Mian for a hug.

Of course, Jiang Mian picked up the little girl, "Come, try the radish cake made by your shallow sister." ”

"Ah~" Sanbao opened his small mouth and asked Jiang Mian to feed her.

Jiang Mian smiled and put the radish cake into Sanbao's mouth.

"Wow! It's delicious, it's better than what my mother makes......" Sanbao's words were not finished, and she turned back to Jiang Mian with a smile.

"Really? It's even more delicious than what my mother made, so eat more of the three treasures. "Ginger cotton skin smiles but doesn't smile.

"Hehe, how can it be better than what my mother made, although my sister's cooking is delicious, but in Sanbao's heart, it is still not as good as what my mother did! My sister cooks the dishes, and the mother makes the love, and the meals without love are cold and cold, right, Erbao? ”

The two treasures were burying their heads in hard work, and they were named by the three treasures.

He didn't hear what Sambo said, he hesitated and said, "Yes...... Right? ”

Sanbao's expression was serious, and a small face pulled down, "Erbao, it's not right for you to do this, how can you doubt that the food cooked by your mother is not as delicious as that made by your sister?" You are so unfilial. ”

Erbao: ??

"Nope! Don't talk nonsense, I didn't say that my mother's food was not delicious! Mother, you believe me, huh...... Although my sister's food is delicious, there is no love in her food! ”

Ginger cotton: ...... Okay, the only thing she can do is love, right?

Yu Changhuan was about to go crazy with a smile.

These two are simple, it's good to simply praise them, why compare and find differences?

Er Bao and San Bao were about to pinch up, but Da Bao pressed Er Bao's majestic head, "Eat quickly, don't make any noise." ”

After speaking, he glanced at Sanbao again, "Sanbao, hurry up and coax my mother, my mother is going to be angry." ”

Sanbao turned back to Jiang Mian and smiled even more meaningfully, and she shuddered.

"Mother~Sanbao is wrong~"

The kitchen was filled with the soft and glutinous sound of Sanbao.

Jiang Mian finally couldn't stand Sanbao's repeated words, "Shut up, my mother is not angry, hurry up and drink your porridge, and after drinking, will you help your mother plow the field?" ”

Sambo nodded his head heavily, "I have to help!" Big brother, two treasures, and four treasures, all have to help! ”

"Okay! Our fields depend on you! Come back tonight and reward you guys for eating melons. ”

As soon as the words fell, the cubs cheered.

After breakfast, Jiang Mian said to Qin Qianqian: "Let's go, it's time to send you home." ”

Qin Qianqian hesitated for a while, and finally said cheekily, "Aunt Jiang, don't you really think about keeping me?" My cooking is really delicious, and I will cook a lot of dishes, and you also tasted it today. ”

In fact, Qin Qianqian made this breakfast for the Gu family, and it was also a fluke that the Gu family might leave her.

Jiang Mian looked at the restless little man in front of him.

Eighty percent of this little girl is crossing, and she may still wear books, otherwise she wouldn't know Dabao's name.

Wear a book......

Jiang Mian's eyes flashed.

Jiang Mian chuckled, "Shallow, it's not that Aunt Jiang doesn't want to keep you, it's just that your father and mother are too difficult." ”

The last hope in Qin Qianqian's heart was extinguished.

Yes, her cheap father and mother are too difficult, if she breaks away from them, unless the Gu family buys her. But the Gu family is also poor, and it is impossible to spend money to buy her.

"Aunt Jiang, I, I know I'm embarrassed for you, I'll just go back by myself, don't send me, I know the way."

Forget it, if she is sold, she will be sold, she is young and has room to grow. The original owner didn't start picking up customers until she was sixteen years old, which means she had ten years to grow.

Qin Qianqian looked back at the farming texts he had read, and was thinking about how likely he was to walk out of the Qinglou and reach the peak of his life by relying on his cooking skills.

"I'm not worried about you little girl, I'll send you back."