After being forced to raise a tyrannical prince, I was stalked insane

Chapter 96
The rest of the Luo family saw Luo Qingqing holding the chopsticks before starting to act.

Compared with this table, Zhou's two daughters-in-law and children are much more relaxed at the other table.

"Yeah, delicious!"

Su Shenggu couldn't stop after taking a bite of the stew in the pot.

Fang Chuansu was more fraternal, and he ate a lot of every dish.

"Qingqing, with your skill, even the chef of the best restaurant in the world can't compare to you..." He was a little full, but he was still reluctant to put down his chopsticks, and continued to slowly put them into his mouth bit by bit. Rise.

He couldn't help asking: "You really don't consider opening a restaurant?"

Now Fang Chuansu really felt that it was a pity that Luo Qingqing didn't open restaurants and focus on growing vegetables.

"I don't think about it." Luo Qingqing said with a smile: "I'm not good at running a business. If brother Chuansu wants to open a restaurant, I can provide the recipe for stewing in an iron pot..."

"Iron pot stew?"

Luo Qingqing nodded, and pointed to the big pot of vegetables on the table: "This is it. If you don't serve it out, it will taste better and more delicious if you just stew it in the pot. You can also add vegetables to it and cook together... Cabbage, bean skin, potatoes, etc., put them in and cook them in the soup, which absorbs the aroma of the meat, which is no worse than eating meat directly. You can also add a steaming curtain on top, and put dumplings before boiling steamed together with steamed rice rolls, flower rolls, etc., or simply put a circle of pancakes on the side of the pot, corn noodles are the best!"

She smiled and said, "It's more suitable for sitting in a circle to eat when there are many people."

"Sounds a bit like the way of eating glutinous rice pot?" Fang Chuansu raised his eyebrows with interest.

Guduguo is also the name of the hot pot here, because when the hotpot water is boiled, it will be gurgling.

Luo Qingqing nodded: "It's about the same, it's just a hot pot...well, after the water is boiled, the Gudu pot is filled with food and cooked, and then dipped in small ingredients to eat, and the iron pot stew is a pot, Stew it in a big mess, and it will taste delicious when it is cooked."

After eating and drinking enough, Fang Chuansu couldn't help thinking about this iron pot stew in his heart.

Su Shenggu didn't have that much thought. He looked at the pigskin that he accidentally put into the bowl... he was struggling with his thoughts.

It's rude to take it out and throw it away, and eat it in his mouth... He really can't do it.

I was so tangled up for a moment that my brows could almost pinch a fly to death.

Mr. Luo was on the side, keenly noticing that something was wrong with him, he couldn't help asking nervously: "Doctor Su, is there something wrong with the food?"

This is the person who can heal his eldest son's legs!
Can't offend...

For a moment, all eyes on the table fell on Su Shenggu.

Even Luo Qingqing also looked over.

Su Shenggu can't say... He doesn't want to eat pig skin, but he picked it up again?
That's too embarrassing.

With a tense face, he tried his best to speak naturally: "No, nothing, the dishes cooked by the little girl are delicious, very delicious, I, I'm just full..."

Yes, he is full!

So there is a piece of pigskin left in the bowl, no problem, right?

But when he thought of having leftovers, he felt even more uncomfortable... It's shameful to waste food!

Everyone had no doubts about Su Shenggu's words, smiled and said a few polite words, and then continued to bury their heads in their own food.

No one knew what was going on in his heart, and no one noticed that because he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart, he picked up the piece of pigskin and put it in his mouth with an expression as if he was going to the execution ground to behead his head.

There are some things that you avoid like snakes and scorpions when you haven't eaten them, and you feel uncomfortable and want to vomit when you hear someone say a word.

After eating, I can't help but start thinking about it...

Su Shenggu is right now.

However, when he disliked it before, there was still a lot of pigskin in the basin, but now when he looked for it again, there was no one.

He was a little depressed.

　It says stewing in an iron pot, and I want to stick a small fish with pancakes

　　
　
(End of this chapter)