Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 93 Collecting Pig Small Intestines (1)
When he entered the gate of Fushou Building, he ran into Tang Mo who was reading the account at the counter, he nodded slightly, and went upstairs directly.

Tang Mo was holding the writing brush in one hand and flipping through the ledger in the other. Just as Wu Qing walked past him, he smelled a different aroma.

Jun Lang frowned, threw the pen away, and became unhappy, "I have no loyalty, even if I have something good to eat, I don't even call me, and I hide in the house to eat alone, stingy, a majestic prince, is actually so stingy, Humph!"

Turning his eyes, he had a plan, "Old Liu, go and get the wine that the young master put in the cellar last time."

Tang Mo curled his lips, that wine was a gift from the emperor, and it really hurts to think about it.

Wu Qing knocked on the outer door with the things in her hands, and only after she got the master's answer did she dare to open the door and come in, "Master, this is what you want."

He Liancheng looked up from behind the desk, looked at the bowl he was holding in his hand, and said calmly: "Just put it there, you go out first!"

Wu Qing put down his things and withdrew.Although Mu Xiang said that the beef was given to him, but he is not stupid, the master is clearly Yang Duo, can he grab it from the master?
He Liancheng stared at the small black clay pot, his sexy thin lips slowly curled up.Even if he didn't see it, he could still imagine what Mu Xiang looked like when he was cooking this dish through the clay pot.That girl has a stubborn temper, and she has to be strong.

Obviously she should be a weak little girl, but when she faced the ferocious wild leopard that day, she dared to shoot it face to face with a bow and arrow.This kind of courage is definitely not something that an ordinary little girl can possess.

But Mu Xiang's identity, he sent someone to check.A simple family, a simple life experience.I heard that I used to like someone named Zhao Xiuwen, but Zhao Xiuwen changed his mind later.Now she lives alone with her younger siblings.With her little cleverness, life got better a little bit.

He Liancheng walked to the table and lifted the lid of the clay pot, and the rich meaty aroma wafted out.

When Mu Xiang cooks this dish at home, she considers that the potatoes will rot if they are stewed in the clay pot for a long time, so it will not taste good.Therefore, when filling the pot, it was loaded in advance, and now it has been stewed for so long, and it is just right to eat.

"Helian, I invite you to drink," Tang Mo pushed open the door, holding a tray in his hand, which contained some side dishes and a small jar of wine.

Regarding his intrusion, He Liancheng was not angry, sat down and said: "Just say it with a purpose, no need to make excuses!"

Tang Mo put the things down, his smile disappeared, and he looked sad, "You are not mean, and you don't call me if you have something delicious. This is the beef made by Muxiang? Wow, it's really delicious," he moved to the table , staring at the beef in the small pot, swallowed very disappointingly.

He Liancheng glanced at him strangely, and said with a sneer: "Pay attention to your image, anyway, you are also the owner of Fushoulou, and your restaurant is the largest restaurant in our southern Jin country. Why, are you going to slap yourself in the face?" ?”

Being ridiculed by him, Tang Mo was not angry, dragged the stool over, put the wine glasses and chopsticks on, and said with a smile: "Young master won't do the face-slapping thing, and my cook's skills haven't deteriorated, it's just... eat a lot of delicacies from mountains and seas Now, it’s not bad to change the porridge and side dishes occasionally to improve the taste.”

Once the things were arranged, Tang Mo couldn't wait to grab a piece of beef, chewed it, and nodded frequently, "This girl cooks well, although it's not as beautiful as the chef's dishes, but the taste..." He shook his head , seems to be thinking about how to describe it.

He Liancheng answered suddenly, and said, "It's the taste of home. You can't understand such a profound thing with your brain." He also picked up a piece of beef and chewed it slowly, as if he was savoring something.It has to be said that even though these two people ate the most common and most common food, their demeanor remained unchanged.Especially He Liancheng's gestures were full of elegance and respect, even Tang Mo couldn't match it.

Tang Mo raised his head and drank a glass of wine, filled it again, his eyes suddenly became darker, "You should go back to Beijing, the decree has been made for so long, if you don't go back, it will be shameful, and... I have to go back too."

He Liancheng paused for a while, his expression was cold, and he nodded after a while, "It's not bad to go back with you, let's go by water, hurry up."

Tang Mo hummed, "Don't delay in the middle of the waterway, it's really faster. I heard that this time I will give you a new royal mansion, and maybe I will give you a princess if you are happy! Guess, will it be my little girl?" sister?"

He Liancheng was not angry when he saw that he was smiling awkwardly, but said lightly: "Do you think anyone can enter my palace and sleep in my bed? To be my woman? So what if the emperor orders, he is You old man!"

Although he didn't say the latter words, the implication was obvious: it's your father, not mine, what he said, does it have anything to do with me?
Tang Mo stroked his forehead, "I am convinced!"

As a courtier, it is a wonder in the world to do what he does.In front of the emperor, others would bow their knees and be respectful, trying their best to make the emperor happy.But he is lucky, holding heavy soldiers, truly under one man, above ten thousand people.

His Highness, he dared to defy the emperor openly. When the imperial decree came, he would accept it if he wanted to, and if he didn't want to accept it, he just turned his head and left.However, the emperor was obedient to him, not even daring to give him a cold face.People who don't know think he is the emperor!
Tang Mo looked at him suspiciously again, "Could you be my long-lost son? Otherwise, how could he treat you better than me? Sometimes I feel that only you are his own. We were all brought here by him, alas..." These words are true, not just nonsense.Think about the few princes under the emperor's knees, they even have to look at the emperor's eyes when eating, but when it comes to He Liancheng, it becomes the emperor's eyes at him.

He Liancheng's expression dimmed, with an unclear light shining, unable to see his emotions and anger, "Some things, one mistake is enough."

Even if you make a mistake a hundred times to make up for it, it will not help.

After drinking a jar of wine, Tang Mo didn't drink much, most of it went into He Liancheng's mouth, but the more he drank, the clearer his eyes became.When he came back to his senses, Tang Mo had almost eaten up the beef in the small clay pot.This guy obviously deliberately disturbed his mind so that he could take the opportunity to eat food.

He Liancheng's teeth were itching with hatred, and he put down his glass heavily, "I remember you don't have such a big appetite!"

Tang Mo was full and in a better mood, he licked his face and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter once in a while, the young master manages such a big property, it takes a lot of hard work, just eat your bowl of beef, don't be too stingy! "

(End of this chapter)