Chapter 61.1 (2/2)

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There are already three courses. Would you like to make another soup? Recently, Xin Zezhao is moody. He is impulsive and irritable when he has nothing to do. Moreover, it's still summer, and his anger must be strong. Let's come to Qingre kelp soup. It can also reduce his anger, remove his irritability, remove phlegm and clear away heat. It's the most suitable one.

The recipe for tomorrow has already been decided. Liang Xiaoyu has experimented with it tonight, and he has handled it carefully and accurately. Although the ingredients and cooking methods are relatively simple, what he wants is to win by surprise.

Ready to use everything tomorrow, Liang Xiaoyu will confidently wait for the arrival of tomorrow.

The next morning, I got up early and practiced the recipe prepared last night. I was still making second-hand preparation in my heart. If Xin Zezhao didn't like it or tasted bad, I would say that he was biased and unfair. Let's go.

President's office.

As soon as Liang Xiaoyu comes to the office with his food box, he finds a fat woman standing beside Xin Zezhao, who looks kind and smiling. Do you think it's Xin Zezhao's nanny?

Aware of Liang Xiaoyu's eyes, Xin Zezhao took the initiative to explain: ”our cooking aunt - Mei Yi.”

Liang Xiaoyu nodded to Aunt Mei and said, ”Hello!” Aunt Mei gave a gentle smile back.

”When you come, take out what you have made.”

”Whoa, whoa.” Liang Xiaoyu put the food box on the table and took a look at it. He found that other people's food boxes are much higher than their own.

I can't help it. They are all presidents with high quality of life. It's good for me to have food.

I comforted myself silently in my heart, and then I took out my prepared dishes from the food box.

When Liang Xiaoyu opened the food box, Xin Zezhao smelled a fragrance. The fragrance was good. Should it be edible? So I look forward to the plate in Liang Xiaoyu's hand.

Refers to such as onion root dexterous small hand neatly arranged all the dishes, three dishes a soup.

It's OK. He's sincere enough. Xin Zezhao is very pleased. Then he shows Aunt Mei with his eyes. Aunt Mei soon sets it up.

When Liang Xiaoyu saw that there were only three dishes brought out by Aunt Mei, he felt proud and won by himself.