As soon as Yu Shengxia finished speaking, Su Yan looked like he had eaten a fly: "Can she... eat what she made?"
"Su Yan, what did you say?"
Su Yan just finished speaking one second, and heard Ai Jiujiu's lion roar the next second. Young Master Su immediately raised the bag in his hand: "I'll load the dishes."
Yu Shengxia looked at the two of them speechlessly, closed the door, walked to the table and sat down. Su Yan brought some Hong Kong-style snacks: crystal shrimp dumplings, barbecued pork buns, siu mai and the like.
The quantity of each item is small, but the quantity is large. Compared with those exquisite dim sum, the noodles cooked in Aijiu wine are really poor in presentation.
Yu Shengxia had eaten noodles cooked with Ai wine before. It was not delicious, but it was still edible. So regarding Su Yan's reaction just now, she only regarded it as the young master's nitpicking. Besides, Yu Shengxia doesn't have it now. Eat delicious food when you are in the mood, as long as you are full.
He picked up a pair of chopsticks and blew on the noodles, then put it into his mouth and took a bite. Yu Shengxia coughed it out and frowned suddenly: "99, how much salt did you put in?"
"Huh? Not much."
As she said that, Ai Jiujiu also took a bite and immediately spat it out. Her noodles were not boiled noodles at all, but pickled noodles: "Oh no, I seem to have turned the MSG into salt and poured some soy sauce."
Next to him, Su Yan laughed unceremoniously and gave Yu Shengxia a thumbs up as if to add fuel to the fire: "Shengxia, you are so courageous if you dare to eat what she cooks!"
"Mistake, things made before 1999 were not like this."
Ai Jiujiu put a crystal shrimp dumpling into his mouth and said guiltily: "Then... wasn't it all instant noodles that we cooked before? Instant noodles and seasonings are all prepared, and you can just pour them into the pot. .”
Three black lines were drawn on Yu Shengxia's forehead. Thinking about it carefully, it was true. Su Yan smiled and pushed a bowl of wonton noodles in front of Yu Shengxia: "Shengxia, why don't you praise me? I'm so foresighted. Remember in the future. Praise me in front of Guangnian, I..."
Before he finished speaking, Su Yan felt a sharp pain in his feet. Ai Jiujiu stepped on him hard, and then glared at him fiercely. This man simply couldn't open any pot.
Sure enough, as soon as Su Yan said these words, the atmosphere that had been relaxed due to the previous laughter and fun sank again. Yu Shengxia lowered his head to eat wonton noodles. For a moment, the only sound left was the crisp sound of chopsticks and bowls colliding.
Ai Jiujiu stepped on Su Yan again and muttered angrily: "You don't have any brains when you go out."
Master Su knew he was in the wrong. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain from screaming. With a flattering smile on his face, he changed the subject: "The Shaomai here is excellent. Come and try it."
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At the same time, in Haiyun Fontaine Villa, Huo Yannian was lying on the big bed in the master bedroom. He turned his head and looked at the empty space beside him. His handsome eyebrows were tightened. The feeling of emptiness in his heart came up again, and it was very strong. There was always a voice in his heart telling him that he had forgotten something very important.
“Tuk tuk tuk”
There was a knock at the door, and soon Huo Yanyue walked in with a bowl of porridge: "Brother, let's have something to eat."
Huo Yannian had no impression of the woman in front of him at all, but he felt a sense of intimacy in his heart and did not dislike her.
"Thanks."
Huo Yanyue brought a small table over and put the small bowl on the table: "Brother, this is your favorite porridge before. Try it."