"Ahem, what... uh..." Chu Xia looked embarrassed and was about to say something more when Nie Hanqiu reached out and grabbed her arm, pressed it into the palm of her hand, and then shook her head gently.
Why are you shaking your head? If you don't think of something to say, we will be exposed! !
Chu Xia raised her head, her moist eyes conveying an urgent message to Nie Hanqiu.
Nie Hanqiu smiled and said nothing.
Ji Qinghe, however, still urged Aunt Qing: "Aunt Qing, tell me, you can make the beef tenderloin with green pepper so delicious. Do you have some unique secret recipe?"
"Beef fillet with green pepper??" Aunt Qing finally reacted. She looked at Ji Qinghe with doubts in her eyes and asked, "Do I have fried beef fillet with green pepper??"
"That's it!!" Ji Qinghe pointed to an empty plate in front of him and said to Aunt Qing: "Aunt Qing, you can't be so stingy, you don't even want to tell me the recipe..."
Aunt Qing looked in the direction of Ji Qinghe's finger, and then suddenly realized: "Oh, you mean fried beef whip with green pepper, I really didn't put any secret seasoning, just normal salt, MSG and so on... "
"..." The moment Ji Qinghe heard Aunt Qing's words, he was stunned.
After a while, he turned his head stiffly, looked at Aunt Qing with shock in his clear eyes, and asked in disbelief: "Aunt Qing, what did you just say?? What is this dish!?"
"Fried beef whip with green pepper." Aunt Qing looked at him with some confusion and repeated it again.
"Well..." Zong Yu couldn't help but cover his mouth, feeling his stomach churn.
"Stir-fry... Stir-fry beef whip??" Ji Qinghe was petrified. He stared at Aunt Qing blankly for a long time, then suddenly lowered his head and pointed at another empty plate on the table and asked: "What about this one? ?Braised lamb with potatoes??”
"No, that's lamb braised with potatoes." Aunt Qing corrected Ji Qinghe with a smile.
"!!!"
Ji Qinghe's figure trembled, his long white fingers trembled, he pointed at another dish and asked: "This, this, this..."
"Oh, this is a snake whip! It's rare!" Aunt Qing winked at Ji Qinghe and said proudly.
"Well..." Zong Yu bent down and felt that the food in his stomach had reached his throat.
“…”
Ji Qinghe fell down on the chair with a shocked expression on his face, his eyes empty, feeling like he was about to lose his mind.
"Oh my, I made you a whole lot of tonic soup, and you drank it all!?" Aunt Qing glanced at the table, and immediately saw the empty soup bowl, she smiled and said Picking up the soup bowl, he turned around and said, "It's okay, there's still more in the pot, I'll fill it for you again."
"Don't!!" After Ji Qinghe heard this, he stood up from the chair as if reflexively. He stopped Aunt Qing with a frightened expression and said: "Please!! Aunt Qing, please don't be angry. !!”
"Why??" Aunt Qing looked at Ji Qinghe with a puzzled face and said kindly: "Don't be polite to me. Although the ingredients for making this soup are relatively rare, I am happy to see you drinking it happily. Yes, don’t be polite!!”
"No!!" Ji Qinghe waved his hands to Aunt Qing, and his eyes widened when he heard the sentence "Ingredients for making soup are relatively rare."
(End of chapter)