Chapter 629 - Chapter 629: Chapter 616: Something Happened (1/2)

Chapter 629: Chapter 616: Something Happened

When Ning Feng and Banqing followed Zhuang Qingning into the room, they were almost dumbfounded by the sight before them.

Piles upon piles of various items were stacked like mountains. It was abundantly clear that what was here far outweighed what had been sent to the Qingzhuyuan…

Ning Feng felt a pang in his heart, but this time it was not for Zhuang Qingning, but for Fan Wenxuan and Chu Jinzhou.

The two of them, it seemed, were blissfully unaware of their predicament, becoming puppets who worried too much for their puppeteers.

Unable to bear the sight, Ning Feng hastily excused himself and left after setting his payload down. He couldn’t endure the sting in his eyes from looking at the mountains of items inside the room anymore.

Zhuang Qingning noticed nothing unusual about Ning Feng. She saw him out, then returned to discuss what to have for dinner with Xiangqiao.

Sweet potato and jujube rice porridge, accompanied by four delicate dishes prepared by Xiangqiao.

Having cooked for Zhuang Qingning for a long time, Xiangqiao, no fool to start with, had learned much from Zhuang Qingning’s advice. Thus, her cooking skills had reached a praiseworthy level. Even Zhuang Qingning, after trying her food, couldn’t help but compliment, “Xiangqiao, your cooking has improved remarkably. You could become a chef in the future.”

Flattered by Zhuang Qingning’s straightforward praise, Xiangqiao’s face turned red. “You’re too kind.”

Xiangqiao lived comfortably at Zhuang Qingning’s home. The kindness of her hostess made life worry-free and comfortable. She had gained some weight since she first arrived at Zhuang Qingning’s place.

Her once hollow cheeks were now plump, and her round face, flushed a slight crimson, resembled a big apple.

Zhuang Qingning thought Xiangqiao looked quite adorable and resisted the urge to pinch her cheek. She suppressed that thought, opting for a slight smile before continuing with her meal.

After dinner, Xiangqiao cleaned up. Whilst doing so, she suggested to Zhuang Qingning, “Madam, how about steamed noodle rolls for tomorrow’s meal?”

“Sure,” Zhuang Qingning replied, nodding.

Steamed noodle rolls were one of her favorite dishes, especially the ones made by Xiangqiao, who had a knack for it. Zhuang Qingning agreed without hesitation, even licking her lips. “Use dried noodles for the steaming. It will taste just like hand-rolled noodles, just need to steam it normally.”

“Okay, I will try it tomorrow.” Xiangqiao nodded.

As dried noodles differ from the hand-rolled ones, she was curious to see how delicious the final product would be.

Zhuang Qingning was wondering how Xiangqiao would go about steaming the dried noodles for the rolls tomorrow. Meanwhile, she poured a cup of Goji chrysanthemum tea and added a piece of rock sugar. Her eyebrows raised in thought.

Lately, there hadn’t been any news from the dried noodle workshop. Even Shang Chengen hadn’t reached out to her.

While regular operation of a workshop, especially one like a noodle workshop, required no excessive intervention, compared to Village Chief Miao, who frequently discussed the workshop’s affairs with her, Shang Chengen had practically disappeared.