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After feeding Anan, Xiangyi went into the kitchen to get busy.
The noodles are made of handmade buckwheat noodles. Buckwheat is rich in protein, vitamins, etc., and it is not easy to convert into fat in the body.
After the soba noodles are cooked, soak them in cold water for a while, which will make the noodles more chewy.
At the same time, Xiangyi took out the sour plum soup cooked in the morning from the refrigerator, packed it in a transparent jug, and took it out together.
In the gazebo, Yan Zhenhua gasped from eating, the more spicy he ate, the more he craved it, his throat almost burned, but his hands honestly refused to stop.
Seeing the sour plum soup in Xiangyi's hand, Yan Zhenhua's eyes lit up: "Little girl, you made this yourself, didn't you?"
Xiangyi poured him a cup, sprinkled some sweet-scented osmanthus, and then replied in a warm voice: "Well, it is boiled with black plum, hawthorn, tangerine peel, licorice and rock sugar. It's just taken out of the refrigerator. It's a bit cold. You can drink it slowly."
Yan Zhenhua couldn't wait to taste it. The chilled sour plum soup was sour and sweet, and the scent of osmanthus seemed to linger between his lips and teeth.
At this time, Xiangyi also used the serving chopsticks to mix the buckwheat noodles in the crayfish soup. According to the order, he first filled a bowl for Yan Zhenhua, and then filled a bowl of non-spicy one for Shi Sui.
Yan Nai ate tomato scrambled eggs for a long time, but it was just tasteless in his mouth, and he was not hungry. Boys at this age were just able to eat, and when most of the plate of tomato scrambled eggs entered their stomachs, they still felt hungry.
He was eagerly looking forward to Xiangyi serving him a bowl of noodles, and if he persuaded him warmly, then he... just reluctantly eat a bowl of noodles! Just one bowl!
This is just a recognition of her cooking skills, it is definitely not meant to forgive her!
She didn't expect that Xiangyi's third bowl was for herself, so she put down her serving chopsticks and glanced at Yan Nai lightly: "This is buckwheat noodles, I don't know if you can get used to it, you can serve some by yourself and try."
Her attitude was actually not cold, but Ke Yannai was inexplicably discouraged, "I... I'm not hungry."
"Oh." Xiangyi bowed her head and ate.
The weak, helpless and pitiful Yan Nai: "..."
He felt that there were eight big characters written on the top of Xiangyi's head: like to eat or not, or not to eat.
If someone else was here, they might care about Yan Nai.
But Yan Zhenhua had a big heart, so he ate for himself. Shi Sui seemed gentle, but he had a sense of propriety when dealing with others. He was a character who would never meddle in other people's business.
Therefore, this meal, how delicious Yan Zhenhua ate and how full Yan Nai was, how painful and hungry...
"Hi..." Yan Zhenhua burped after eating and drinking enough.
Shi Sui also stopped chopsticks.
Xiangyi silently started to clean up the table, Yan Zhenhua was a little embarrassed: "Anai, help your sister clean it up."
Yan Nai nodded, and really started to tidy up. The young master who didn't touch the spring water with his ten fingers was in trouble, "These... Do you want to throw them away?" The question was for Xiangyi, but he couldn't pronounce the word "sister".
Xiangyi's cooking was already too much, Yan Nai didn't eat a single bite, and Shi Sui didn't eat spicy food, so there was still some spicy crayfish left.
In his heart, Qin Wanyan, who is gentle, intellectual and understands him, is his elder sister, and Xiangyi...she is not worthy.
Barrage:
—[Ah Wei is dead! The little milk dog is too soft and cute!]
—[Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow
— [Don't fall! Give me an address, and I'll take a taxi there right away and eat it up!]
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"Ahem..." Li Jianyu cleared his throat behind the camera, and said brazenly, "Brother Yan Nai, our program team is willing to recycle the leftovers."
"Ah?" Yan Nai was stunned, "This is not very good..."
After all, it was leftovers, would anyone really want to eat it