At this time, Song Yi hasn't got up yet. Su Tang knows the time, so she comes here early to make breakfast.
Su sugar said, holding ink will be moved to cry, "Miss back, good, small to help Miss."
When the young lady comes back, they will be able to eat what people can eat. They will be happy if they think about it.
Su Tang took out the red dates and milk that he had brought specially, and asked him to wash the rice with ink. First, he cooked the red date milk porridge in a large pot, and the other pot was ready to make some other dishes.
The green cabbage just picked in the space is seasoned with minced garlic, which is crisp and crisp. There is also a fried egg with leek.
In this way, before the Spring Festival, the green color is very pleasant to see. Holding ink, they all say, "the vegetables brought back by miss are very good, but it's rare to sell them."
"I saw it in the county. I thought it was fresh to eat at this time. I bought some specially. After a period of time, the wild vegetables on the mountain came down, so it's better to eat." Sucang would not take out the dishes in space directly before.
But when I went to the county, I knew that there were already some greenhouses growing vegetables in the county. I wanted to come to the capital. Today, I used the excuse that I bought it from the county to add some fresh dishes to Song Yi.
"Vegetables in winter have always been rare and not rich, but what Miss bought was similar to that in spring and summer, which was rare."
Before holding the ink, he followed Song Yi in the capital. The capital is the richest center in the country. There is no good thing. Therefore, there are few vegetables in Qinghe town in winter. However, it is not rare in the capital. It is just expensive. Meng Sheng's Novels www.mengshengxs.com
However, the taste of the dishes planted like that is not comparable to that of the season. The one that sucang brought here today is obviously better than that of the current season, which is why Zhang Mo said so.
"I look good. It's said that it's hard to grow them. It's just so much. Today, I'll take them to honor our teachers." Finished dishes, Su sugar with holding ink, ready to go to the table, said with a smile.
Then I heard Song Yi's familiar voice: "unworthy disciple, how dare you say to respect me when you go for a few days?"
It turns out that Song Yi wakes up and smells the smell coming from the kitchen. She knows how many kilograms of ink she holds. Needless to say, Song Yi knows that she has brought her bad disciple back. She puts on her clothes and comes out just in time to hear Su Tang saying that she is filial to herself, so she doesn't resent her.
Resentment is very obvious, Su sugar heard, in the past to salute him, "students see the teacher, a few days no see, the teacher's demeanor is still ah."
"I don't mean three days at most. How can I go back four days?" Song Yicai doesn't pay attention to what she says. The little fox has too many flowers. She can't follow her train of thought and will be bypassed.
"When I bought two Chuang Tzu, there was a little thing, which delayed one day more. I knew that the teacher was thinking about it. So I came to make breakfast for you early in the morning. The fresh cabbage, leek, and strong red date milk porridge that I finally bought in the county. Please eat it while it's hot."
Su Tang knows that he cares about himself when he says this, but he is afraid that he will continue to talk about himself. He quickly bribes Song Yi with delicious food.
However, no matter how many tricks the little fox has, she can't escape the eyes of the old fox. Naturally, Song Yi knows what the little girl is thinking. But seeing that the little fox has just come back and asked for her regards, she forgives her once.
He would never admit that he missed his little disciple's cooking skills very much. What kind of things are those made by holding ink? Pig food is better than his cooking.