Chapter 383 - Chapter 383: Chapter 370: The Poison Tongue System (1/2)
Chapter 383: Chapter 370: The Poison Tongue System
“Don’t make fun, it’s actually quite delicious.”
The chefs in Qingzhuyuan, they come from various places. They were superb in culinary skills, and the ingredients they used were the finest, from Sichuan, Jiangsu-Zhejiang, and even Lingnan.
While it might sound fancy, eating their dishes never really lived up to the expectations. It wasn’t that the food was inedible, but it always felt like something was missing. It wasn’t extraordinarily delicious, at least.
Except for those made with ingredients from Zhuang’s Tofu Shop, Fan Wenxuan found all the others not as tasty.
They were not as pleasing to the palate as these vegetable rolls.
Seeing that Fan Wenxuan was satisfied with lunch, Zhuang Qingning felt relieved, “I’m glad that Mr. Fan found it palatable.”
“But I’m still longing for the hot and sour noodles made by Miss Zhuang…”
“You don’t have to rush to town tomorrow. I can make some for you at home.”
Zhuang Qingning readily agreed.
“Great!” Fan Wenxuan patted his knee, grinning from ear to ear.
Then he stood up, “Those children must have also had enough play time. Let
me check on them.”
If they continue to draw turtles, they might start drawing them all over their faces soon.
If Chu Jinnian found out, and they started drawing turtles all over his face…
His old face would definitely be devastated.
Fan Wenxuan went inside the house to tutor the three in their studies while Zhuang Qingning went into the kitchen to prepare new tea and snacks.
Children shouldn’t drink too much tea, so Zhuang Qingning cooked some pear juice on the stove for them. It was to soothe their throats.
Inside the house, the clay pot bubbled on the small stove while the clear sounds of reading filled the room. Together, they formed a delightful harmony.
Zhuang Qingning looked up and saw a bird on the pomegranate tree. The bird tilted its head, glanced at her briefly and then flew away flapping its wings.
It reminded Zhuang Qingning of fledgling birds leaving their nests.
The three in the room were like these fledglings. They were in their growth stages, practicing their skills. One day, they would fly away and explore the vast sky by themselves.
She wondered what it would be like at that time.
[Host, why don’t you focus more on yourself first?]
[Why do you keep thinking about others, when you haven’t even taken off yet?]
What a sassy system!
Zhuang Qingning was miffed. After silently cursing a bit, she took the pot off the small stove, poured out some pear juice, divided it into cups, and brought it out to them.
It happened to be their break time. The three children, along with the snow globe, were playing in the courtyard.
Zhuang Qingning called them over to have some pear juice and some osmanthus lotus root cake.
In August, the osmanthus is in full bloom and the lotus root is also growing very well. The cakes made with fresh lotus root and osmanthus had a light taste, were not overly sweet, and left a faint aroma in the mouth. It was the perfect time to enjoy such sweet treats.
The somewhat sweet and sour pear juice was warm and very soothing. A bite of an osmanthus lotus root cake followed by a sip of pear juice, the three of them finished their food and drinks and simultaneously let out a satisfied burp.