Rebirth of the beauty of the peasant girl

Chapter 834

Qing Luo suddenly laughed, "Ice cream... Do you want to try it?"

"Are you going to do it?" Lan Hao looked at her suspiciously.

It's not that he doesn't believe her, but that Qing Luo's cooking skills are really terrible.

Qingluo felt that her self-esteem was hurt, "I'll do it just once, to convince you!"

"I'll wait." Lan Hao saw that she was rarely interested, and was very happy in his heart. He couldn't bear to ignore her, and asked people to prepare.

Su Xin also came to hear the news, and heard that the young lady was going to invent a new dish, Le lost her eyesight.

"The sauced pork trotters and fried chicken nuggets, Miss taught me before, I'm going to go now." She volunteered.

Lan Hao twitched the corner of his mouth, "Okay. But I'm afraid there are no pig's trotters in the kitchen..."

At this time, pork is still an inferior thing, and only the poor will occasionally buy it to satisfy their cravings.

For a person as precious as Lan Hao, this kind of thing would never appear in his recipe.

It's not that he looks down on pork, but that the people in the kitchen won't prepare it for him at all.

As for what kind of pig's trotters, let alone.

All in all, it's just one sentence, it's hard to be elegant.

"So, Lord Lane, you have never eaten pork?" Su Xin was extremely surprised.

Lan Hao's expression was a little cute: "No. How can such a stupid thing be delicious?"

Qing Luo laughed: "You are delicious if you are handsome? According to what you said, you should be stewed first!"

Lan Hao's face was filled with joy when he heard the words, and his peach blossom eyes were shining brightly, and he leaned in front of her, "Are you praising me for being good-looking?"

"So-so, haha!"

Qing Luo smiled brightly, as if she had regained her former health and vigor, Lan Hao was fascinated by watching.

Qingluo couldn't see his expression clearly, so she only told Su Xin to prepare things with great interest, "A few eggs, sugar, milk... Well, if there is no milk, goat's milk is also fine."

Su Xin quickly wrote down: "Okay, what else?"

"Is there any vinegar?"

"Have!"

"Just a little bit," Qing Luo scratched her head and thought for a long time, frowning, "What else do you need..."

Su Xin looked at her, a little frightened, worried that the more she thought about it, the worse her eyesight would become.

Lan Hao, on the other hand, was holding the tea, gazing randomly into his green cup, and interjected for a long time: "Are you thirsty? Do you want some tea?"

Qingluo glanced at him, "I'm not thirsty."

"It doesn't matter if you're not thirsty, drinking plenty of water is good for your health..." Lan Hao brought the cup to her mouth.

"I said I'm not thirsty." Qing Luo pushed the cup away, frowned, "I know what you and Master are doing. I don't want to fall asleep all the time."

Lan Hao was slightly taken aback, she didn't expect that she already knew about it, "But..."

Qingluo said seriously: "If my eyes are destined to be blind, I still hope that I can see more of this world. Instead of falling asleep every day. I know you are doing it for my own good, but I also want you to understand me Mood."

Lan Hao stared at her for a while, sighed, and put down the teacup.

Su Xin wiped her eyes quietly, and when she turned her face away, there was a smile on her face: "Miss, besides these, what else do you need?"

"Just get some diced fruit in season for the rest." She raised her face and looked in Lan Hao's direction, "Do you have an ice room here?"

Lan Hao nodded: "Yes, yes... But it's still cold today, what do you need ice for?"

"Without ice, how can it be called ice cream?" Qing Luo clapped her hands and stood up, rolled up her sleeves, and said with great interest, "Su Xin prepares pig's trotters and chicken nuggets, leave the rest to me."

Lan Hao wiped his hands with a snow-white handkerchief: "Don't prepare my trotters, I don't want to eat that dirty thing."

Qingluo smiled and said: "Okay, don't regret it."

Lan Hao looked disgusted: "A beautiful little girl, why does she like to eat such pickled things?"

"What do you know? Fake and noble." Qing Luo said to Su Xin, "Don't feed him later, let's show him while we eat, just let him smell it, and starve him to death!"

"Hey, I don't have enough food for myself, how can I give it to him!" Su Xin agreed with a smile, prepared all the things she needed from the kitchen, placed them neatly on the table, and happily went down to prepare sauced pig's trotters Son.

Lan Hao looked at the things on the table, and came over curiously: "How to do it? I'll help you."

"I don't need you, I'll help her."

Lin Jinyu walked in from the door, wearing a sapphire blue brocade robe, which made people's eyes shine.

The smile on Qingluo's face suddenly faded, and she looked down at the ingredients on the table.

Lan Hao's face darkened: "Why are you here again? I said, you, the emperor, are just so leisurely and have nothing else to do? Have the people of the whole Dazhou been fed enough? You are ashamed to wander around ?”

"There are many important affairs in the imperial court, and the ministers are responsible for them." Lin Jinyu calmly walked to Qingluo's side, "But this is the only important matter that needs to be handled by me personally."

He raised his hand and reached out to Qingluo's face——

Qingluo couldn't see clearly, but she could smell the smell coming from him.

She turned her head to avoid his hand, and said coldly, "I said I don't want to see you."

"But I miss you."

"...Stop talking nonsense, go do your business." Qingluo paused for a moment, then continued to hold the egg, carefully separating the yolk from the white.

"Smelly shameless!" Lan Hao hummed.

"You should disappear." Lin Jinyu's robe flew up, and without any movement, she kicked Lan Hao out of the window.

Lan Hao fell to the ground with a thud, and cursed angrily: "Damn Lin Jinyu, this is my place!"

Lin Jinyu said lightly: "But this is Dazhou, and it's my territory."

Lan Hao was speechless.

In the room.

Qingluo put the separated egg yolk into a bowl, and looked up at the pile of ingredients in front of her.

"Looking for this?" Lin Jinyu's clear and charming voice rang in her ears, and what she handed over at the same time was a small jar of white sugar.

Qingluo glanced at him, said nothing, took the sugar jar silently, poured the sugar into the egg yolk, and quickly stirred it with chopsticks.

"Give it to me." Lin Jinyu took the bowl and chopsticks from her hand, and his warm fingertips touched Qingluo's cold hand, making his heart soft and sour.

Qingluo knew that she couldn't drive him away, so she didn't talk to him, and just went about her own business indifferently.

He had nothing to say: "Is it better to stir it evenly?"

"Yes."

"Is this good?" He put his face close to Qingluo's, and the warm breath blew to Qingluo's ears, causing a layer of particles to form behind Qingluo's ears.

Qing Luo glanced at the bowl in his hand, and dropped a drop of vinegar into it.

A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Jinyu's lips, and her hands kept moving.

Qingluo couldn't see anything more, just pretending that he wasn't there, picked up the milk Suxin had prepared, poured it into a small pot, and heated it slowly with a small red clay stove.

(End of this chapter)