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Chapter 174 Milk Doesn't Taste Good?
"Okay, young master, I'm going to the kitchen to order." Zhuo Qiu was ordered to leave the restaurant directly and walk towards the back kitchen.

When Han Qianxiao heard the news, she was surprised for a while, then calmed down and analyzed it, she felt that the matter was not simple.

She had personally heard the conversation between Fang Ci and Han Mochen before.

That appearance obviously already knew that there was something wrong with Mrs. Han's medicinal porridge, and now Master Chen asked someone to prepare that kind of medicinal porridge, could it be for...

"Why don't you drink it? This milk doesn't taste good?" Han Mochen couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw Han Qianxiao suddenly stunned on the spot.

He is used to judging the deliciousness of the food prepared today by the other person's expression.

Seeing the little guy's expression, he instinctively thought that the milk tasted bad.

He took a spoonful and sent it to his own mouth.

He doesn't have any special feelings about milk. To be precise, he has a general attitude towards other foods except pudding, a dessert that he is still interested in.

After taking a sip of the milk, I feel that the temperature is right, there is no feeling of burning my mouth, and the sweetness is also right, not too sweet and greasy.

The taste of the milk is also very fresh, there is no bad smell.

Everything is fine, maybe it's just that the little guy has grown up and isn't as greedy for milk as he was when he was a baby.

As he said that, Han Mochen handed the little guy's half-drunk milk to the maid beside him, and said, "Don't prepare milk in the morning from now on."

Han Qianxiao: "..." No!not like this!This milk tastes so good!I just... just walked for a while God!
Han Qianxiao feels helpless towards Han Mo Chen's sensitivity, it seems that she has to be serious when eating in the future, so that Master Chen will be happy.

In fact, you can eat anything, anyway, she is not a picky eater.

"Yes, master. I don't think Master Xiao has eaten much. If you don't need milk, should you prepare some millet porridge?" the maid asked.

Now Han Qianxiao is also a member of the Han family, and the servants have to call her "Master Xiao".

"Well, you go and prepare some, a small bowl is enough." Han Mochen said.

When mentioning drinking porridge, Han Qianxiao's eyes lit up.

yes!At that time, she can be like this...

Han Qianxiao already guessed in her heart what Han Mochen was going to do. In order to make their plan easier to implement, Han Qianxiao felt that she could help push it forward.

Make everything go smoothly without any trace of deliberation.

……

back kitchen.

Zhuo Qiu was instructing the maid who often made medicinal porridge for the old lady: "Still according to the previous ratio of medicinal porridge, boil it and bring it to the old lady's room at noon."

"Okay, don't worry, I'm proficient at cooking porridge." The maid said with a smile.

As soon as Zhuo Qiu left, the other maids in the kitchen stopped their work.

One of the maids said: "Didn't the old lady say that she would not eat this medicinal porridge before? Why do you want it again today?"

Another person said: "By the way, didn't the young master of the Fang family from the Han family come to the Han family? I heard that the young master of the Fang family showed the old lady some illnesses during this period of time, saying that he was specially invited to treat the old lady." It is because the young master of the Fang family prescribed a new medicine for the old lady, so the Han family's own family doctor stopped prescribing the porridge."

Another person said: "Young master of the Fang family, according to Steward Zhuo's orders, he will also be the young master of the Han family from now on, we have to call him Young Master Ci."

(End of this chapter)