"What is this?" Pei Xuan asked, pointing to the pickles.

Song Shu took it, pinched a small piece and put it on his lips, and motioned for him to try it.

"I went to the mountains to pick wild vegetables before, I had nothing to do, so I made pickles, and they tasted good, can you try them?"

Pei Xuan didn't want to, but his body reacted quickly, and when he came back to his senses, the pickles were already in his mouth.

The rich flavor of the sauce and the original freshness of the wild vegetables made it taste even better than he thought.

"You did this?" Pei Xuan asked.

Song Shu nodded: "Pickles are not difficult, but the days of sauce are short, and the taste is not enough, if you wait a few more days, it will definitely be more delicious." ”

Speaking of cooking, Song Shu is still very confident.

She looked at Pei Xuan eagerly, and that look of anticipation made Pei Xuan's face flash a little unnatural, but it was soon hidden by him.

"It's already delicious."

Hearing this, Song Shu smiled with satisfaction: "It's good to like it, but I won't do much this time, and when the house is finished in a few days, you can go to the back mountain with me to get some wild vegetables, and it's good to keep them for the New Year." ”

Pei Xuan didn't agree, nodded, and looked away.

With the dishes that needed to be done already on the board, he asked, "Do you have to deal with all this?" ”

"Yes, wait until you wash it, if you can cut vegetables......"

"I'll chop the vegetables."

Pei Xuan is not good at cooking, but he can still do washing and cutting vegetables, and he can make Song Shu easier, so he is naturally happy.

These days, Song Shu takes care of the trivial things at home, and he sees it all in his eyes.

If he hadn't been at home these days, he wouldn't have realized how cumbersome these things were, Song Shu had done so much, and it was okay to do it himself.

Originally, Song Shu still wanted to stir-fry, but so many people ate it, and it was really not cost-effective to stir-fry, so she still made a messy stew.

It's cold at this time, and a bowl of hot stew for one person is just enough to warm up the body.

Seeing Song Shu put everything in the pot, it was clear that the dishes that had no appetite at first were full of color, flavor and flavor after a while, and Pei Xuan's stomach was gurgling.

"What is this?" Pei Xuan asked.

Song Shu was full of pride: "Stew, haven't you seen it?" ”

Pei Xuan shook his head and stewed vegetables...... He'd seen it, but he hadn't seen it like this.

"Wait a minute, you can eat more, the taste will definitely satisfy you."

The fire is burning vigorously, and after half the incense is burned, the pot has already boiled, steaming, and the fragrance is getting heavier and heavier.

Pei Xuan wrinkled his eyebrows, he was really not a hard-mouthed person, but this stewed dish really hooked his five internal organs and temple.

Song Shu took some out first, and handed the dishes and chopsticks to Pei Xuan.

"Taste the saltiness."

Anyway, no one saw it, she gave Pei Xuan a try first, there should be no problem, right?

Seeing her eagerly anticipating appearance, Pei Xuan could only take one bite.

Afraid that he would be hot, Song Shu also blew on it, and then handed the spoon to Pei Xuan's mouth.

"Try it, it's not good for people to see it in a while."

Pei Xuan opened his mouth, and by the time he reacted, his taste buds had been conquered by this fragrant stew.

Song Shu put a lot of oil, which tasted very fragrant, and it was stewed over a high fire, and the dishes inside were extremely soft and rotten.

It's almost melt-in-your-mouth.

"How's it taste?" Song Shu asked urgently.

Pei Xuan licked the corners of her lips, and her voice trembled imperceptibly: "It tastes good, I've never eaten such a dish." ”

"This is a stew, you can cook vegetables, you can also make soup, wait a minute, I'm heating some steamed buns, soup is the best."

As she spoke, Song Shu handed the bowl of stewed vegetables to Pei Xuan.

"You eat first, I'll go and hot the steamed buns."

The steamed buns mixed with noodles were put into the pot, Song Shu added firewood, and the stove was hot.

Song Shu was roasting on fire, and her face was a little red.

Pei Xuan stood there and watched, the stew in his hand seemed to be a little hot, and his palms were sweating a lot.

Under the firelight, Song Shu's face was a little more crimson that she didn't usually have, which made people feel excited.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, as if he had thought of something beautiful, and he had never fallen at all. So much so that when people saw her, they couldn't help but feel better.

Pei Xuan pursed her lips, fed the stewed vegetables to her mouth as if her hand was uncontrollable, and ate it in small bites.

When someone came to ask for food, Song Shu had just put the steamed buns away, and when she turned around, the bowl in Pei Xuan's hand was already empty.

"Hey, the meal is ready, I'll send it over immediately."

"Don't eat it, the people who work are still hungry, send these to them quickly, lest they starve."

Looking at the empty bowl, Pei Xuan felt a little remorseful, he had no idea, and he had eaten it all.

It's just that this thing tastes so good.

No, it should be said that it was Song Shu's good cooking skills that made him so out of control.

However, Song Shu didn't pay attention to this, and went to the backyard with steamed buns.

Pei Xuan was stunned for a while, and quickly reacted, holding the stew and keeping up with Song Shu's footsteps.

At this time, the people working in the backyard were hungry, smelling the aroma of stew, and their stomachs were rumbling.

"Yo, what did Shu Niang do today, it tastes so good."

Song Shu smiled and beckoned: "There is nothing delicious at home, just make a stew, you are all hungry, hurry up and eat." ”

Those people had already rushed over, and the smell of the stewed vegetables made them not want to work any more at all, but only to fill their stomachs.

Everyone held bowls, sucked the stew, and praised them with just one bite.

"Shu Niang's craft is really good, it's a pity not to open a restaurant, why don't Shu Niang go back to the town to open a restaurant?"

Listening to this person's joke, Song Shu smiled: "Where, Brother Liu, don't laugh, I can't do this, that is, you can afford it, so you just praise me twice." ”

"Where, I'm telling the truth, don't believe you ask them, how is Shu Niang's craftsmanship?"

"Needless to say, Shu Niang's craftsmanship can't be compared to the imperial chef of the palace, right?"

"You big brothers, don't laugh at me, eat quickly, there is still in the pot after eating, it's enough!"

Everyone stopped joking, and after eating, they added another bowl, and the hot stewed vegetables entered the stomach, and this person was a lot more energetic.

Seeing that the pot was empty, Song Shu raised her eyebrows, very satisfied that her cooking skills could have such feedback.

Pei Xuan had just eaten, so he was naturally not hungry at this time, but looking at Song Shu, he seemed to have forgotten something, and looked back.

Song Shu was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, her movements were crisp and sharp, and she took a full pot and sent it directly to the kitchen.

That's right! She hasn't eaten yet!

Pei Xuan furrowed his eyebrows and walked into the kitchen quickly, his face gloomy.

"What's wrong with Xianggong?"

Why is the good guy unhappy, but who provoked him?

Pei Xuan pondered for a moment, and finally spoke: "Fang Cai, you haven't eaten yet." ”

Song Shu: "Huh? Is it? I ......"

She didn't seem to have eaten, after all, there were so many people at that meeting, she only cared about serving food to others, and forgot about herself.