Chapter 10: The Master's Porridge... It's delicious
Liao Ji Mansion.
For the cat people, it was still very easy for the three-story Biye to climb up, and Ah Xue, who was covered by the night, soon returned to Liao Ji's side after the "secret meeting" with the revolutionary army.
After slipping into her room through the window, the cat lady saw that the things in the house were still the same, and there was no trace of her locking door being opened.
However, before Ah Xue could do anything, it was almost the kung fu of the front and back feet, and a knock on the door sounded.
Scare!
The cat lady who was a thief was immediately startled, and the tail behind her was straightened up, and the first reaction in Ah Xue's heart was that it was broken, could it be discovered?
While reassuring herself and pretending to be calm, she didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly opened the door with nervousness and apprehension.
Luckily, standing outside the door was the strange maid.
"Miss Axue, it's dinner time, and Eighty-Six can't wait to stabilize her position as the chief maid through cooking."
Is it time to go for dinner?
It's really dangerous, if you come back a little later and be discovered.
Ah Xue was scared for a while, and hurriedly agreed, when she went downstairs, the cat lady was still thinking in her heart, although she was responsible for taking care of the children in the revolutionary army, and also helped make a lot of food, but those are very simple, really high-end cooking skills, she doesn't know at all, when the time comes...
Hey?
This scent is...
Ah Xue, who had not yet arrived at the restaurant, had already noticed that something was wrong, and the cat lady who was really led to the restaurant by the maid saw that the table on it had already been carefully cooked, from the appetizers before the meal, the small cold dishes, to the staple chicken breast foie gras, roast duck and steamed fish, Ah Xue was already stunned.
Not to mention, there are many ordinary home-cooked stir-fried dishes, but they can be made with bright colors and attractive soups.
Isn't this already done, so why did you call her over?
When Ah Xue was confused, she found that there were a total of four chairs around the dining table, of which the maid and Irene who had come home from outside each sat two, and there were two left, one of which was obviously located in the main seat, so the last remaining one, should it...
Boom...
Ah Xue's throat moved uncontrollably, and her stomach vaguely seemed to protest.
On weekdays, when I was in the revolutionary army, it was basically potato porridge, with occasional vegetable leaves, and as for stir-fried vegetables with oil, it was considered the New Year, not to mention meat.
The subhuman race generally eats more than humans, especially like Ah Xue, who is still in the development period, and after being stimulated so much, the instinct that has been suppressed in her body for a long time begins to move.
In fact, the most uncomfortable thing for a hungry person is not to make her stare at the delicious food, but to let her stare at others enjoying the delicious food!
All right.
It's still a bit too gentle to use "relish" to describe Irene at the table now, to be precise, the girl at the moment is snorting in a storm, and she can't wait to have four hands on the table to feast.
After becoming a doomer, the amount of food will indeed increase dramatically compared to ordinary people, and you must know that Irene's situation is actually half a pound and eight taels with Ah Xue, where has a girl born in the slum ever seen such a sumptuous and gorgeous dinner.
Boom... Boom...
Xue's saliva glands were frantically secreting slime, as if the whispers of the devil kept ringing in her head, tempting her to sit down on the remaining chair at the table.
When Ah Xue came back to her senses, she... She's already sitting on it!?
"Don't mother-in-law! Come, this, this, and these, eat more.... I can't eat fat alone..."After dragging the cat lady to the seat, Irene began to pick up vegetables on the plate in front of Ah Xue.
If it weren't for the small muttering at the end, it would still be commendable.
It's a pity that Irene's kindness was stopped by 86 before Ah Xue could move her chopsticks.
"Plate face. The master has instructed Miss Axue not to eat these for the time being. ”
"Yes... I'm sorry! I'm sorry! ”
The cat lady apologized in a panic, put down the sinful chopsticks in her hand quickly, and then the whole person also got up from the chair, like a slave should be, should stand outside, watching the masters eat.
But before she finished this set, the sound of footsteps came from behind, and when Ah Xue turned around, it was the owner of the mansion, the aristocratic young man.
The current Liao Ji, wearing a kitchen apron, holding porridge gloves in both hands, and holding a small casserole, came to Ah Xue's side and replaced the vegetable plate in front of Ah Xue with a porridge pot.
"It's yours." In a simple word, after finishing speaking, Liao Ji returned to the main seat and began to enjoy dinner.
This is... It's mine?
Ah Xue looked at a young man who had just cooked by herself, and then looked at the casserole in front of her, she felt that her worldview was being seriously impacted, and an indescribable emotion grew uncontrollably from the bottom of her heart.
Because...
The host gives... Slave cooking?
If the impact was not enough, the voice of the maid beside him explained...
"After 86's calculation and analysis, Miss A Xue suddenly changed her eating habits, and her stomach should not consume too much oil at once, and the guidance suggested that she should continue to be light, and gradually increase eggs, milk and meat, until the body is completely adapted, and now this bowl of porridge is the host's volunteer, specially prepared for Miss A Xue.
Xue: "..."
She carefully opened the lid of the casserole, and suddenly a hot air into a white mist came to the surface, followed by a thick porridge fragrance, there are many things in the porridge, just can see all kinds of barley, greens, shredded meat, yams, etc., the more complex the porridge is to make, the more energy-consuming.
Now it has nothing to do with porridge.
It's more about the meaning behind this bowl of porridge.
So...
How long ago was the last time she was cared for and cared for like this?
Ah, remembered.
A blurry picture came up, it was when she was only a few years old, the table was not so beautiful, and the food on the table was not so rich and delicious, but at that time, she... They are still very happy, because as soon as she is spoiled, she can let her father hold her and feed her, and her mother will spend hours baking her younger sister's favorite cookies.
Until a fire destroyed the scroll, the human soldiers rushed in, and in the red night stained red by the flames, one by one the people were caught in iron cages, put on collars, and she and her sister could only hide in the trees and watch everything.
Later, in order to survive, she and her sister began to go into exile, and even separated from her sister in the middle, but fortunately, at the most desperate time, she met everyone in the revolutionary army.
Although she has not joined the revolutionary army for a long time, only half a year, but with her own hardships and hard work, she still quickly integrated into it and was trusted by everyone, but because of this, Ah Xue can better understand the oppressive atmosphere in the revolutionary army.
Although everyone is encouraging each other and helping each other on the surface, Ah Xue, who is actually very sensitive, knows that these are all illusions and are very fragile, especially as the situation of the revolutionary army deteriorates, more and more internal quarrels and disputes emerge one after another, and no one can see where the real way out is. A group of people who are barely breathing are just snuggling up to each other.
Drip... Tick...
Ah Xue didn't know what she was, but her vision quickly blurred, and she was covered with a thick layer of mist, among which a few bean-sized tears were the first to bear it, ticking down and falling into the porridge.
She hates herself like this, especially when she thinks of everyone in the revolutionary army, who is still counting on her, Ah Xue will have a strong sense of guilt in her heart, but on the other hand, in an atmosphere like this, whether it is Miss Irene, or the strange maid, and... The owners are all caring for her in their own ways, and if possible, Ah Xue even hopes that time can stop at this moment.
It is said that a poor street beggar can be bought for a hundred yuan, everyone thinks it is too simple, right? But in fact, everyone thinks about it, but how many people can actually do it?
At least for Ah Xue, Liao Ji is the first... Not to mention the human aristocracy, the first person since she lost her parents to cook a meal for her alone.
Even if it's just a pot of porridge.
Ah Xue buried her head deep in the porridge, she held the wooden spoon tightly, and sent the porridge into her mouth one by one, hoping to use this way to cover her crying face now.
The owner's porridge...
It's delicious.