The days when I opened a tavern in Zongwu

Chapter 49 How old are you to still believe this?

The seventh hour of the unitary hour.

While there were several plates of delicious food on the round table in the house, there was no one in the main room.

In the kitchen, Li Changqing was standing in front of the stove. Behind him, Huang Rong and Lianxing poked their heads out.

All eyes were on the stew pot on the steamer.

His eyes were straight.

After more than three hours of continuous heating, the temperature of both ears of this stew pot was extremely high.

Even when he took the stew pot out of the pot with a damp cloth, Li Changqing could still feel the scorching temperature on his fingertips.

After quickly placing the stew pot on the tray next to him, Li Changqing quickly turned around and pinched the earrings of Huang Rong's ears with his newly burned fingers.

Huang Rong: "??????"

Faced with Li Changqing's action, Huang Rong was stunned for a moment.

After regaining consciousness, Huang Rong put away Li Changqing's hand angrily and said angrily: "Don't you have ears?"

Li Changqing said quietly: "If a woman's body is cold, her ears will cool down faster."

Huang Rong looked at Li Changqing with disgust on her face: "Childish, how old are you, and you still believe this?"

Seeing Li Changqing and Huang Rong bickering, Lian Xing beside him couldn't help but smile.

But while smiling, there was a hint of envy in Lian Xing's eyes.

It's funny to say that as the second palace lord of Yihua Palace, a majestic Grandmaster Realm master, the only thing that can make him envious is a simple fight like Li Changqing and Huang Rong.

But when people gain something, they will inevitably lose something.

For Lian Xing, he has strength and identity.

But she had never had the fun and tenderness found in ordinary people's homes.

But it's a pity that although Lianxing wants to integrate, he doesn't know how to integrate.

I don’t know if Li Changqing and Huang Rong can accept themselves?

However, before Lianxing could think about it, when he saw Huang Rong picking up the wooden plate with the stew pot and running outside quickly, Lianxing, who was obsessed with food, picked up the bowl on the side and rushed from the kitchen with a "whoosh". Exit and enter the main house.

After a few breaths, in the main room, as the lid of the stew pot was opened, a rich aroma came from the stew pot.

A tangy aroma of chicken soup spreads along with the steam in the stew pot.

In addition to the unique aroma of chicken, it also contains the aroma of some medicinal herbs.

Under the light from the lantern on the table, the light yellow oil flowers on the surface of the soup seemed to glow.

The aroma and the gleaming color alone made Huang Rong and Lian Xing move their index fingers.

After handing the bowl of soup that had just been served to Lian Xing, Huang Rong scooped a bowl for herself and sat back.

He directly ignored Li Changqing opposite him.

Li Changqing couldn't help but roll his eyes and stood up to fill the soup with the bowl.

Huang Rong picked up the spoon and took a spoonful. After blowing on it a few times, Huang Rong couldn't wait to take a bite.

The moment you enter your mouth, you can immediately feel the unique aroma and salty flavor of chicken.

Immediately afterwards, a unique medicinal aroma slowly spread along the mouth, up to the nose, and then to the throat.

It's just that the aroma of this medicinal material does not have the unique smell and bitterness that is difficult to swallow when drinking medicine.

There is no abrupt feeling like when codonopsis, astragalus, etc. are stewed in chicken soup.

Instead, it has a fragrance like grass and trees.

Mixed with the flavor of chicken soup, it actually gives people an elegant and unique feeling.

One bite makes people feel comfortable and satisfied.

After blending with the fragrance of chicken, not only does it not have the unpleasant smell of medicinal materials, but it gives people a refreshing fragrance of grass and trees, which is elegant and unique.

Even Huang Rong had to admit that the quality of this kind of chicken soup was as high as dozens of floors. Soon, after finishing half the bowl of soup, Lianxing directly put the chicken in the bowl into his mouth with a spoon.

However, as soon as the chicken enters the mouth, with a gentle tip of the tongue, the chicken and bones are instantly separated.

The texture of the chicken is soft and tender.

There is no feeling of softness and dryness after stewing.

At this time, Huang Rong said in shock: "When did you separate your flesh and bones?"

The fire in the kitchen was watched by Huang Rong all afternoon.

Although this stew pot has been steaming in the steamer for nearly three hours.

But the whole process uses low fire, not high fire. It is impossible to stew a fresh chicken to the point where the bones and flesh are separated.

Li Changqing said softly: "It's just when I'm applying marinade to the chicken at noon."

After hearing what Li Changqing said, Huang Rong thought about it for a moment, and suddenly felt that when Li Changqing applied marinade to the chicken at noon, his technique seemed a bit strange.

But Huang Rong didn't notice it at that time.

However, at this moment, Huang Rong and Lian Xing suddenly noticed Li Changqing picking up the medicine bag on the table.

After opening the medicine bag, Li Changqing put a small handful of the medicine in the medicine bag into the soup, and then slowly stirred it up.

Seeing this, Huang Rong and Lian Xing were slightly stunned.

"Do you need to add anything before drinking the soup?"

Afterwards, Huang Rong stood up and scooped two more spoons of soup into her bowl, then prepared to twist a handful and put it into her bowl.

However, before Huang Rong's hand touched the powder in the medicine bag, Li Changqing's voice sounded softly.

"If you add too much, it becomes poison."

When these words came out, Huang Rong's little hand in the air suddenly froze.

After a pause, Huang Rong handed the bowl to Li Changqing.

"Then you come."

Seeing this, Lianxing silently imitated Huang Rong's actions, added half a bowl of soup to his own bowl, and handed the bowl to Li Changqing.

Seeing this, Li Changqing raised his hand to twist some medicinal powder and added it to their bowls.

Looking at Li Changqing's casual movements, Huang Rong said suspiciously: "It's so casual, why do I feel that what you just said was scary?"

Li Changqing said nonchalantly: "This is called grabbing, and just twisting it will give you the weight you want."

Huang Rong raised her eyebrows lightly.

"Really or not? You know how to catch me? Isn't this what an old pharmacist can do?"

Li Changqing continued to stir the soup and said softly: "Don't worry! If you want to lie to me, you're going to lie to smart people, not fools."

Faced with Li Changqing's roundabout way of scolding her for being stupid, Huang Rong's forehead darkened.

Over the past few days, as they became more familiar with each other, Huang Rong felt more and more that Li Changqing always had a unique magical power.

Every word made her so angry that she wanted to jump up and bite someone, and fight Li Changqing for three hundred rounds.

After giving Li Changqing a disgusted look, Huang Rong took back the chicken soup she had just added.

After taking a brief sip, I found that the chicken soup actually tasted a bit sweeter after adding those medicinal powders.

Next to him, after taking a few mouthfuls of soup again, Lian Xing asked curiously: "I wonder what the medicinal powder Mr. Li just added does?"

Li Changqing said truthfully: "Replenish the kidneys."

"Ha, kidney replenishment?"

Faced with what Li Changqing said, Huang Rong and Lian Xing were stunned.

The next second, Huang Rong and Lian Xing both lowered their gazes a little and placed them on Li Changqing's waist.

(End of this chapter)