After being forced to raise a tyrannical prince, I was stalked insane

Chapter 84 You Really Love Growing Vegetables

Luo Qingqing ignored him, rinsed her mouth after eating, then lay back and slept for a while.

If only life could be this comfortable all the time.

Do nothing every day, just eat and wait to die.

She sighed after waking up, but didn't delay at all to get up and take back the mattress and other things back to the space.

For breakfast, she took out sweet potatoes from the space, cooked a pot of sweet potato porridge, served with cucumbers picked from the space farm, and made cold pickles.

She didn't take out this sweet potato before because there was too little stock in the space. After all, there were not many planted in the previous life, and she had been following the boutique route.

However, during this period of time, she replanted some in the space, and when they were collected in a few days, there would be enough stock.

At that time, whether it is used for planting or eating, it will be enough.

Now take out a few to eat, so naturally I don't feel bad.

While eating, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

"Who is it?" she asked, and walked over to open the door.

Fang Chuansu said outside: "I, Qingqing, are you up yet?"

"Get up." Luo Qingqing opened the door, and saw Fang Chuansu standing outside with a sunny smile on his face.

She smiled and said, "Brother Chuansu, why are you here? It's still so early."

Fang Chuansu raised the steamed buns and tofu nao in his hand: "I thought it might be inconvenient to cook in the house you just rented, so I specially bought breakfast and came to eat with you... the little girl from Old Yangtou's house on West Street Long Bao, the ingredients are real, and the taste is great!"

Luo Qingqing welcomed him in with a smile, and did not close the door again.

"This is really a coincidence, I just cooked..." She smiled and invited people: "If Brother Chuansu doesn't mind, you might as well try my cooking."

"Okay!" Fang Chuansu replied without thinking, "I've always wanted to try your handicraft!" Let's also see what level you can make everyone say it's good.

He had an easy-going smile on his face.

Luo Qingqing put the Xiaolongbao he brought on a plate, and took two bowls of tofu nao.

She took the dishes and chopsticks from the space.

Fortunately, the bowls and chopsticks she bought in her previous life were all wholesale. They were all rough and large bowls, the gray was very retro, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"What kind of porridge are you cooking? It smells sweet and sweet..."

Fang Chuansu looked at the sweet potato porridge with surprise.

Why does Luo Qingqing always seem to have something that he doesn't know or has never seen?
There are also potatoes she gave me at home. Last night he cooked them according to the method she gave. It was so delicious that he cooked three big bowls of rice. He didn't sleep well all night, otherwise he wouldn't be able to wake up so early .

"Sweet potato porridge... well, that's sweet potatoes." Luo Qingqing said.

Fang Chuansu took a sip and enjoyed it: "Sweet! Sweet! Delicious!"

After taking a few more sips, he asked curiously: "What is a sweet potato? A melon in the field? I've never heard of sweet potatoes..."

"It's just a kind of food." Luo Qingqing made it up with a smile: "I also read it in books when I was bored, so I tried to find the source of the seeds, but I didn't expect to find and grow some, but the ones I planted There are not many, and there are only a few harvested so far, so I can't give you some to taste."

"You really love to grow vegetables. You are either on the way to grow vegetables, or you are studying how to grow vegetables..." Fang Chuansu drank half a bowl of porridge, and couldn't help feeling: "If the imperial court opened up a department of vegetable growing knowledge, you Definitely a well-deserved champion.”

"Brother Chuansu was joking."

Even if the imperial court really selects talents based on their ability to grow vegetables, it will not be her turn to be the number one scholar.

(End of this chapter)