Song Yi hadn't gotten up yet at this time. Su Tang knew the time, so she came over early to make breakfast.
Su Tang said it all, she was so moved that she cried when she held the ink, "It'll be good if the lady is back. Please help the lady."
Now that the young lady is back, they will be able to eat food that can be eaten by humans. It makes them happy just thinking about it.
Su Tang took out the red dates and milk he had specially brought, and asked Peng Mo to wash the rice. First, he used a large pot to cook red dates and milk porridge, and another pot to prepare other dishes.
The green cabbage just picked in the space is seasoned only with minced garlic and stir-fried until it is crispy. There is also a leek scrambled egg.
In the time when spring has not yet begun, the green color is very pleasant to look at. People who hold the ink say, "The vegetables brought back by the young lady are so good. It is rare to find such vegetables for sale."
"I also saw it in the county town. I thought it would be fresh to eat at this time, so I bought some. After a while, the wild vegetables from the mountains will be cultivated and taste better." Su Tang would not eat them before. The dishes in the space are brought out directly like this.
But after a trip to the county town, I learned that there are already greenhouses for growing vegetables in the county town, and I thought there were some in the capital, so today I used the excuse that I bought them from the county town to add some fresh vegetables to Song Yi.
"Green vegetables in winter are always hard to come by and not abundant, but what the lady buys is almost the same as in spring and summer, which is rare."
Before holding the ink, I followed Song Yi in the capital. The capital was the most prosperous center in the country, and there were no good things. Therefore, green vegetables were rarely seen in Qinghe Town in winter, but they were not uncommon in the capital. They were just expensive.
But the taste of the vegetables grown that way is not as good as the seasonal ones. What Su Tang brought over today is obviously better than the seasonal ones, so Peng Mo said this.
"It looks good to me. It is said that it is rare to grow it, so there are only so many. I will bring it here today to honor the teacher." After the dishes were cooked, Su Tang brought the ink and prepared it to the table, saying with a smile.
Then I heard Song Yi's familiar voice, "Unfilial disciple, how many days have you been here and you dare to say you are filial to me?"
It turned out that Song Yi woke up. When she woke up, she smelled the smell coming from the kitchen. She knew how many kilograms of ink she was holding. It didn’t take Song Yi to think about it. Song Yi knew that she was the one who brought unfilial disciples back. She put on clothes and came out just in time to hear Su Tang say filial piety. I didn't want to yell at her angrily.
The resentment was quite obvious. Su Tang heard it and went over to salute him. "Disciple pays homage to the teacher. I haven't seen you for a few days. The teacher's style is still the same."
"You didn't say it would take three days at most, why would you come back in four days?" Song Yi ignored her words. The little fox had too many tricks. He couldn't follow her ideas, or he would be bypassed.
"When I bought two Zhuangzi, I encountered a small incident, which delayed me for an extra day. I know that the teacher is thinking about it, so I came over early this morning to make breakfast for you. There are also fresh cabbages that I bought with great difficulty in the county. Leeks and fragrant red date milk porridge, teacher, please eat them while they are hot."
Su Tang knew that he actually cared about her when he said this, so she smiled, but was afraid that he would continue to talk about her, so she quickly bribed Song Yi with delicious food.
However, no matter how many tricks the little fox has, he can't escape the eyes of the old fox. Song Yi naturally understands what the little girl is thinking, but seeing that the little fox came to greet her early in the morning, she forgives her once.
He would never admit that he missed his little disciple's cooking skills very much. What kind of stuff did Peng Mo cook? Even the pig food was better than what he cooked.
(End of chapter)