Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 384 The pit is 084 meters deep
Mo Jiu looked at him while burning the fire, and soon discovered that the mutton pot he mentioned was similar to the "boiled mutton" of later generations, or it was the early cone shape of "boiled mutton".

Gradually, she forgot about other things and only sighed.She didn't expect that Dong Ji's knife skills were so good, and he cut the mutton slices very thinly and thinly. Mo Jiu thought he was good at cooking, and in front of him, she had to bow down to him with just this skill alone.

She watched him cut up the mutton, took the condiments and soaked the mutton to remove the smell, and when everything was done, he suddenly took out a bottle of sauce-like stuff from the case shelf, and said proudly: "This is my mutton. The homemade honey sauce is the most delicious when dipped in mutton."

He also prepared his own dipping sauce for the dishes, and Mo Jiu felt that this person was really a qualified cook... At the same time, he also had a feeling that he seemed to have prepared it specially for her.

She stared at a pair of dark eyes, looked at the raging fire in the fire chamber, and turned her mind for a long time, but couldn't come up with anything, so she turned lazily again—there was a chef who specially prepared food for her, and she only cared about eating. Just be happy, why do you want to do so much?

The mutton is cooked in a special old copper pot with a smokeless charcoal fire under it. When the pot is put on, the bottom of the pot will be roasted by the charcoal fire, and there will be a "chi chi" sound, and then the dipping sauce and the aroma of the lamb will come out. , It's tempting to move your index finger.

"Bring two bowls for me." Dong Ji wiped his hands, shouted back, and took out the plates.

"Here we come! Haha, there's something to eat." Mo Jiu's face, which had been roasted by the stove, turned even redder. She excitedly took two white porcelain bowls and ran over, sat at the table, rubbed her hands together, Eyeballs stared at the pot without turning, "It would be great if there was a pot of pear wine."

She just said casually, after all, pear cups are rare, and Dongji had already entertained him last time, and this time there will definitely be no more.

Unexpectedly, Dong Ji smiled and said: "It has been prepared for you a long time ago."

Mo Jiu licked his lips, "Going to steal again?"

"No!" Dong Ji turned his head, and when he came out of the kitchen door with a tray of mutton, he said with a smile: "The Xiao family gave it to me."

"Oh, distant relatives." Mo Jiu agreed casually, not wanting to spoil the good atmosphere between the two foodies.

Dong Ji frowned slightly, then smiled again, "Yes, a distant relative."

Choosing to eat such a thing under the stove is very artistic, and Mo Jiu is very happy.In addition to mutton, Dong Ji specially prepared several plates of vegetables, all of which were neatly arranged, elegant and beautiful...very appetizing.

"It's enough to have a friend like this!" Mo Jiu nodded in satisfaction, and by the way, she lowered her head and smelled it. The fragrance in the pot made her instinctively close her eyes and feel it comfortably, "It's cool!"

The corners of Dongji's mouth raised slightly, and he handed her the chopsticks.

This "meeting friends through food" was entirely done by Dong Ji taking care of Mo Jiu's food and drink.He himself eats very politely, and should have received good etiquette training, but Mo Jiu is very casual, as long as he eats comfortably, although he is not rude, but in terms of the beauty of movements, he is indeed far behind Dong Ji.

After a long time, when her stomach was completely comfortable, she raised her head to meet Dong Ji's smiling eyes and pointed to the small dish dipped in mutton, "The sauce you made is really delicious, get some back for me later."

Dong Ji frowned slightly, "This is your home."

Mo Jiu smiled lightly, "Well, it's delicious. Although this is my home, I still have some things to attend to, and I think I'll be away for a while. But I will come here often, especially..." Put a piece of mutton into the Mouth, she winked at him happily, "When the cook is around."

Dong Ji didn't force it, just smiled and said: "Then Dong Ji will be waiting for the good news. If you come, you can call ahead."

So, he is not here every day?Mo Jiu didn't say much, just nodded, and put a piece of hot lamb into his bowl with chopsticks, "It's tender and fragrant, you can eat more, don't worry about me."

Dong Ji glanced at Mo Jiu, didn't say anything more, just dipped the mutton in sauce and ate it slowly.During this process, the two of them seldom talked, Mo Jiu didn't care, he seemed to hesitate to speak.

In this way, the more he ate, Mo Jiu's brows became more and more high, and his mood was high, but Dong Ji's brows became lower and lower, and his mood was low.

After a while, he suddenly said: "I may not come for a while."

When Mo Jiu heard this, although he was a little regretful that it was difficult to eat such a good food, he also nodded enthusiastically, "Okay, just go and take care of things if you have something to do. I like your kitchen, and I will be free later. Come get something to eat."

Dong Ji chuckled, "You just said you couldn't do it?"

Mo Jiu didn't feel embarrassed, and replied seriously, "I can't, I'm lazy."

The corners of Dong Ji's lips moved, as if hesitating for a moment, then he stared into her eyes and said: "Then next time we will meet friends through food, and it's up to you to show off your cooking skills."

Mo Jiu pursed her lips, "That's no problem. Next time I come, I'll bring you some preserved eggs. That's delicious." Speaking of which, she thought that all the preserved eggs she wrapped were at Xiao's house, so she might not be able to eat them for the time being. , couldn't help sighing, "I'll have to make some more later."

Dong Ji didn't ask her what the preserved egg was, but thanked her with a smile. He originally wanted to pick up a piece of mutton for her, but he probably found that the dipping sauce was on the corner of her lips, so he gently put down his chopsticks, and took the mutton with him. He took out the white silk and stretched out his hand to wipe it for her.

"Boom!" With a sound, Mo Jiu knocked over the bowl.

She backed away, avoiding Dong Ji's touch, and didn't even care about the pain in her feet.But the movement was too fast and too big, the sleeve accidentally knocked over the bowl wearing the dipping sauce, and the red dipping sauce was scattered on the table, which was very embarrassing, just like Dongji's embarrassing expression at this time.

(End of this chapter)