The Alluring Concubine: The Eldest Miss

Chapter 360 Meeting (3)

Feng Qiwu raised his head and looked at Han Xue, "Why are you guys all in the kitchen today, did Mr. Li have the courage to accept disciples today?"

Mr. Li has been in the Nether Realm longer than Blood Shadow. His identity is mysterious and his strength is even more mysterious. However, what interests Feng Qiwu is his superb cooking skills. He has a complete collection of food and other cultures, and Mr. Li's cooking skills are like the culture of Weiyang City. All the food in the four domains seems to be something that others can't think of, and there is nothing he can't make.

It's just that masters have their own strange habits. Mr. Li is not as easy-going as Uncle Zhou. He doesn't like others to touch his kitchen utensils and stove. When Han Xue came to cook for Feng Qiwu on the first day, he was disgusted. Hey, coming out of the kitchen now is not a big deal, but it gave Feng Qiwu an excuse to make fun of them.

Han Xue pretended to be stupid, "When I went out with Han Mo this morning, my subordinates saw some river prawns caught. Mr. Li seemed very interested in making them, so he made an exception and let us into the kitchen. Would you like to go and have a look? The kitchen is bustling!"

"I said, I didn't see anyone early in the morning, so I went to fish for shrimps." Feng Qiwu turned around enthusiastically, "Mother, Concubine Han, you go in first, I'll go and have a look first."

It's just that after spending two days together, Han Bingfeng knew enough about Feng Qiwu's preferences under Han Xue and Han Yun's intentional or unconscious indoctrination. Seeing Feng Qiwu going to the kitchen in high spirits, he didn't stop her I just reminded her, "Be careful, don't touch those bloody things, or you will get sick early."

"Understood the concubine mother." Feng Qiwu agreed, and he had already dragged Han Xue to the kitchen, Han Yun bared her teeth and smiled, "My lord, I'm going too, Mrs. Han."

Mr. Li's kitchen doesn't look like a kitchen, but like a food exhibition. Feng Qiwu was attracted by all kinds of delicacies as soon as he entered. Mr. Li was making a snack on his stove, which seemed to be a birthday peach. It's white and rosy, and it's very good-looking.

Feng Qiwu leaned over quietly, "Mr. Li, there is such a big battle, and you even made birthday peaches. Is it someone's birthday?"

Mr. Li raised his head, not caring that his hands were still dipped in pink syrup, "Could it be that Ma'am is confused, isn't today your birthday, the lord personally arranged it?"

"My birthday?!" Feng Qiwu raised his voice, and asked Han Xue beside him, "What day is it?"

"March [-]." Han Xue thought for a while, Feng Qiwu had never had a birthday in two years, and when Shen Youliehan asked them to check Feng Qiwu when they first met, the birthday was not at this time , his mind turned rapidly, and he slightly tilted his head to Feng Qiwu's ear, "Madam, today is the day when you and Your Honor met for the first time two years ago."

"So that's how it is." Feng Qiwu showed a strange smile, "Yes, today is indeed my birthday." Feng Qiwu said, showing a sweet smile to Mr. Li, "Mr. Li has worked hard, I stayed where I was before." I want to eat longevity noodles for my birthday, can I borrow your stove, I want to cook a bowl of longevity noodles for myself."

Mr. Li washed his hands on the side, and said lightly: "Madam, you are welcome, everything is here, Madam can use it as you like."

Mr. Li has no hope of what a daughter, the honorable wife of the lord, can do, but because of Shen Youliehan, the lord, he is willing to give Feng Qiwu the minimum respect.

Feng Qiwu didn't mind either, he kneaded the noodles, adjusted the water, cut vegetables, added ingredients, and made the movements in one go. He nestled a ball of noodles in the sea bowl, and Feng Qiwu went to ask Han Xue, "Is there any good fish soup and chicken soup?" , it’s better not to add anything.”

"There is fish soup." Han Xue said, "I'll serve it for you as much as you want."

"Put it directly into the casserole, it's enough to fill two-thirds of it." Feng Qiwu scooped up the river prawns in the basin, picked up the prawns, and peeled the prawns. The movements were skillful and fun, looking like a child in the casserole. Playing with his favorite toys and packing up the side dishes, Feng Qiwu looked at the bubbling casserole on the stove and added something to it little by little, "There is nothing for you to start with here, you go to prepare the dishes first, I will wait a while just come."

"Han Mo is still involved in the matter of cloth vegetables. I watched you cook the noodles." Han Xue dawdled and didn't want to leave. "Ma'am, what kind of noodles are these? Why haven't I seen you cook them before?"

"Aren't I familiar with longevity noodles?" The water boiled, Feng Qiwu took out the nested noodles, kneaded them on the dry chopping board a few times to lengthen the noodles, and looped them in his hands again and again, gradually The round dough turned into long and thin noodles in Feng Qiwu's hands.

Han Yun looked at it and bluffed, "Ma'am, how did you make it like this, can you let me try?"

"I'll teach you slowly in the future. The meaning of longevity noodles lies in the long strands. You can't bite them off when you eat them, or it will be unlucky." Feng Qiwu raised his eyebrows in a high spirit, and put the stretched noodles aside. In the boiling water pot, the white noodles gradually turned yellow. Feng Qiwu took out the noodles, put them into the casserole on the side, and stirred them a few times with chopsticks, "Cover the lid for me, and let it simmer for a while."

"Is that all right?" Han Mo slid over from one side, followed by this smirking shadow behind him, looking at Feng Qiwu with treachery, "I've heard that Madam's cooking skills are amazing, it's so fun The noodles look delicious, madam, you won’t be so stingy, so why don’t you make one?”

"You're right, I really only made this one." Feng Qiwu blinked, "Today's home game is Mr. Li, and this bowl of noodles belongs to your lord. He snatched it."

When everyone heard the words, they all looked at each other in blank dismay, and in a second they turned back to being calm and rational subordinates, acting as if we absolutely did not covet the rations that Madam made for the Lord, Feng Qiwu looked at him with contempt.

Rows of shadow guards walked into the delicacy hall carrying trays, and the large round table that could accommodate 16 people was filled with exquisite and delicious meals. In front of Shen Youliehan, "My lord, this is the longevity noodles that Madam personally made for you. This is the only one, and there is no other place. Try it?"

"Only one copy?" Shen Youliehan went to see Feng Qiwu, trying to figure out what she was trying to sell.

Feng Qiwu blinked, "Didn't you tell Mr. Li that today is my birthday? It's fair for me to eat birthday peaches and you to eat noodles?"

The twelfth day of March in the millennium is the day when Feng Qiwu was reborn in Tianyou Continent. Shen Youliehan regarded this day as Feng Qiwu's birthday, to celebrate her rebirth, and also to celebrate their encounter. Feng Qiwu Understand, Shen Youliehan knows better.

Han Bingfeng was puzzled, "Qiwu's birthday, if I remember correctly, should be in August, right?"

"It's just a birthday." Feng Qiwu looked at Han Bingfeng with a smile, "On this thousand-year day, I was poisoned and Han was chased and killed. We can be regarded as a scene of mutual rescue. Fortunately, the two of us All of them survived, so what Han means is that the twelfth of March is the day when the two of us will be reborn."

Han Bingfeng's complexion instantly became very ugly, "You are chasing and poisoning again, why are you two children so fateful?"

"Those who are capable have a hard life. Didn't it mean that current events make heroes? Anyway, no matter how hard those people are, we still survived. Why do I talk about things in the past? Mother, concubine, try it, I will do it." Are the noodles good?"

Feng Qiwu didn't check, and when he talked about the past, Han Bingfeng felt sad, and quickly changed the subject, but Han Yun interjected, "Ma'am, didn't you say that the longevity noodles can't be bitten off? It's a stick, how will Mrs. Han eat it?"

"If you say you're stupid, you really don't have a good head!" Feng Qiwu laughed, "I have longevity peaches, and such a big casserole of noodles, let your lord eat it alone, do you want to support him to death? "

"I haven't." Han Yun quickly denied, "Who told you to lie, you don't have to draft it, you say it strictly, otherwise how can I take it seriously?"

"In this case, let's eat separately. With so many dishes, Han'er is full from eating noodles alone, and I can't eat other delicacies. Thank you!" Han Bingfeng smiled and took the bowls and chopsticks to prepare noodles for everyone. , serving soup, there is no airs of a high-ranking concubine at all.

Han Xue was taken aback, "Mrs. Han, let the subordinates come down. Madam's noodles are chewy and delicious, but they are not easy to break."

"Okay, come on, I'm really not very good at holding chopsticks." Han Bingfeng was also happy to accept someone doing something that she was not good at. How did you make it so long?"

"The ramen is naturally pulled out!" Feng Qiwu blinked. "It's very simple handmade noodles, but you have to have experience and do it a few times. Otherwise, it will be easy to break."

Han Bingfeng nodded, expressing her understanding, "When I was young, I saw a kind of noodles in the Spring Realm, and it was long and thin like this, but it was made by putting the reconciled dough in a bamboo tube with small holes, and then It is pressed out with a thinner wooden mallet, and it does not test people's skills so much. This is the first time I have seen the kind of ramen you mentioned."

"Then you have to try it even more. If you like it, I'll make it for you in the future. I'm not bragging. I hide what I know. As long as you like it, you can make it for your mother at any time!" Feng Qiwu gave Shen Youliehan the first bowl of noodles that Hanxue brought out while speaking, "Try it too and see if you like it."

"Your craftsmanship has never been bad." Shen Youliehan naturally picked up the chopsticks, sandwiched the noodles, drank the soup, and didn't talk much, but the relaxed eyes and brows made people feel his completely relaxed body and mind.

Feng Qiwu looked at the small bowl Han Xue gave Han Bingfeng, and looked at Han Bingfeng cheerfully, urging her, "Mother, concubine, try it!"

"Okay!" Han Bingfeng agreed with a smile, Han Xue served Feng Qiwu a bowl too, Feng Qiwu waved his hand and refused, "I don't eat noodles, I eat birthday peaches made by Mr. Li, you can eat them!"

(End of this chapter)