pretty little cook

Chapter 419 Don't do it, don't die! (two)

This time the cook didn't dare to quarrel with Mi Xiaowan any more, and obediently beat the chicken with a wooden stick.After a while, the smell wafted from the kitchen.

"This is flower stuffed chicken, lily barley porridge, and some brown wheat steamed buns!" Mi Xiaowan pointed to the food on the table and said one by one.

Ji Huang and Mrs. Ji looked at each other, a dish, a bowl of porridge, and a plate of steamed buns were all rough. When did the old lady live such a hard life?

Mi Xiaowan smiled at the corner of her mouth. She did it on purpose. Helping Ji Huang cook is just an expedient measure. As for what to do, it depends on her mood. Even if Ji Huang's filial piety to Ji Mu is very impressive Touched, but it doesn't mean she is willing to be kidnapped to cook.

"Try it! I didn't make it with my own hands. I guess the taste will be worse, so you can just let it go!" Mi Xiaowan sniffed and said with emotion.

Although Mrs. Ji and Ji Huang were both a little bit upset, they had already discussed their attitude towards Mi Xiaowan, so Mrs. Ji didn't say anything wrong, she raised her chopsticks and was ready to start.

"Wait!" Seeing that the old lady was about to touch the chicken, Mi Xiaowan hurriedly stopped her. "Drink some porridge first, this porridge is appetizing, and the chicken belly has ingredients I made with rose flowers, use the steamed natural soup, dip it in that steamed bun, and that steamed bun is not so hard to eat Swallowed!"

Mi Xiaowan saw that the old lady was quite resistant to the rough steamed buns, so she had this suggestion.

"Okay!" Although the old lady felt uncomfortable, she still followed Mi Xiaowan's instructions step by step with a smile on her face, but when the porridge entered her mouth, the old lady could feel Mi Xiaowan's tenderness. What's special is that this dish is different from the ones she has eaten before. It lacks the smoky smell, and has a more sober and natural feeling, refreshing and pleasant, which makes her whole intestines seem to be unobstructed. A cool feeling.

After taking a mouthful of porridge, Mrs. Ji raised her head to look at Mi Xiaowan again, and her expression changed somewhat, but it didn't show on her face, but the speed of eating with her hands was obviously accelerated.

Ji Huang looked at the simple meals on the table, and hated Mi Xiaowan in his heart. He agreed that it was medicinal food, but there was no trace of medicinal food here. It was not easy for his mother-in-law to eat a good meal, but But she made such a little thing, can't she make a few more things for Er Niang to have a good meal!

Although both mother and son have Xiao Jiujiu in their hearts, they both have smiles on their faces.

I don't know if it's because I want to please Mi Xiaowan, or these two dishes really suit the old lady's appetite. In short, the old lady ate up a chicken and a bowl of porridge. Two rough steamed buns.

Even Ji Huang who was at the side was a little surprised. In his memory, it seemed that his mother had never eaten so much food.

Mrs. Ji took the handkerchief handed over by the maid, wiped her mouth lightly, rolled her eyes, thinking about how to speak. "I don't know what the girl's name is?"

"Mi!" Mi Xiaowan was not polite.

Mrs. Ji's expression changed a few times, and finally she kept a friendly smile on her face. "I don't know where Miss Mi's Fairyland is, and who else is there in the family? I feel somewhat familiar with the dishes cooked by Miss Mi, as if I have returned to my mother's side when I was young, and I feel a lot of emotion in my heart!"

(End of this chapter)