"Don't worry, my brother will definitely not kick me out of the house, and besides, I don't do nothing, I can be diligent when it's hot, but it's too cold now, I don't want to move, so I can only work my brother."

Wang Jiajia thought about it after hearing Shi Qinghuan's words, otherwise Shi Qinghuan's house would not have been cleaned up so neatly.

Suddenly, she was a little envious that Shi Qinghuan had a brother who doted on her, much better than the demon king of the mixed world in her family.

Hey~ She really wants to have a brother!

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Wang Jiajia's yearning look, Shi Qinghuan asked Wang Jiajia.

"It's okay, I've got something good for you."

"What's good?"

"Blood sausage and blood cake." After Wang Jiajia finished speaking, she took out two oil-paper bags from her bag and handed them to Shi Qinghuan.

Shi Qinghuan didn't open the oilpaper bag handed to her by Wang Jiajia after taking it, because it was now work time, and it was inappropriate for her to open it, so she put them directly in the drawer.

Then he said to Wang Jiajia: "I know what the blood sausage is, but what is that blood cake?" How I've never heard of it. ”

"Blood cake is a kind of food made of pig blood, it tastes very good when it is first steamed, but it's okay when it's cold, it tastes very good when you fry it with a little oil, you go home at noon and try it."

"Okay, but where did you get the blood cake and blood sausage?"

"My grandmother gave it, and their village began to hand over the task pig, so my grandmother killed the pig left at home."

"Well, thank you."

"No thanks, remember to eat quickly, that thing can't be stopped."

"Okay."

At about eleven o'clock in the afternoon, when Shi Qinghuan returned home, she saw that Mu Fusheng was not at home, so she took off the bag she was carrying and put it on the sofa.

Then she took off all the hats, gloves, scarves and other things she was wearing and put them on the sofa, and then she took the blood sausage and blood cake given by Wang Jiajia to the kitchen to make lunch.

More than half an hour later, Shi Qinghuan came out of the kitchen with a fried blood cake, and then she saw Mu Fusheng push the door into the living room, so she said to Mu Fusheng: "The meal is ready, go wash your hands and eat." ”

Mu Fusheng said hello after hearing Shi Qinghuan's words, and then he put the briefcase in his hand on the sofa and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

When he washed his hands and came out of the bathroom, he saw two dishes on the table, one of which she knew about the sauerkraut stewed blood sausage, but the other was a black dish that he had never seen before.

So he asked Shi Qinghuan, "What is that?" ”

"Fried blood cake, I'm still the first to make this dish, and I don't know if it's delicious or not."

"It turns out that this is steamed blood cake."

"You know this thing?"

"I heard my grandfather say it when I was a child, but I never saw it and never ate it."

"Then why don't you come over and taste it?"

"Okay." After Mu Fusheng said what he wanted, he sat down at the dining table, and then picked up his chopsticks and put a piece of steamed blood cake into his mouth.

"How? Is it tasty? ”

"It's okay, I can eat it."

After hearing Mu Fusheng's words, Shi Qinghuan also picked up chopsticks and took a piece of steamed blood cake and put it in his mouth, well, how to say it, it's really like Mu Fusheng said, it's okay, it can be eaten, but it doesn't meet her taste.

So after she ate a piece of blood cake, she never stretched her chopsticks to the blood cake again.

And Mu Fusheng, like her, doesn't like to eat steamed blood cakes very much, so the plate of blood cakes she fried was never less than two pieces of blood cake at the beginning.

(End of chapter)