His Money-mad Cute Wife

Today is a good day

on Saturday, Gu Xiaonian gets up early and goes to the vegetable market to buy old ducks.

On the way back, she bought Angelica sinensis, wolfberry and dangshen in the Chinese pharmacy.

The old man watching: "I don't hate it! Let's taste it. "

Master Fu understood the meaning of this, and nodded with pain, "OK! Let's start by saying that if you two have a bowl of wine, let's forget it. "

She modest and sensible advice: "so much soup, you can't finish. It's better to be alone than to be happy with others. Let's have a drink with you. If something doesn't suit my taste, I can listen to my opinions and improve it. "

"Grandfather, they have a point." Gu Xiaonian interrupted him in time and blinked cunningly.

Fu Laozi tiger body a shock, subconsciously resist way: "you..." Don't even think about it!

"Yes, let's try your granddaughter-in-law's Craft..."

"Such a big pot, you can't finish it..."

"And me and me..."

The old man playing chess on the other side had an idea. He quickly grasped his hand. "Master Fu, we said that we should share the good fortune. Should I have a bowl of soup?"

"Of course, it's delicious. This is the soup my granddaughter-in-law specially cooked for me," he boasted

"It's delicious!" the old people watching

Master Fu opened his eyes and scolded unhappily, "did you ask? Don't take advantage of my granddaughter-in-law. "

The old man playing chess on the opposite side: "Xiang!"

Along with her movement, the strong fragrance spreads in the pavilion.

She got close to master Fu and opened the lid of the thermos pot. "Grandfather, do you smell this soup? I've been up all morning

Gu Xiaonian explained with a smile: "this is not a holiday! I've made a pot of Dangshen duck soup and brought it to you specially

Master Fu pretended to be surprised and raised his head, "Xiao Nian, how did you come?"

"Grandfather, I've come to see you!"

At that time, the pavilion was full of old people watching the game.

Gu Xiaonian dressed up carefully, carrying the largest Thermos Pot, he found the pavilion where old Fu played chess.

At noon, Yuncheng sanatorium.

Gu Xiaonian second understand, good words to pacify the way: "grandfather rest assured, I know how to do."

Not waiting to think about it, he added: "well, you know, granddad, those chess friends? They always show off to me... "

Master Fu said happily, "Xiao Nian, can you come here earlier today?"

Gu Xiaonian pressed the answer key and called: "grandfather!"

"I make money, I make money, I don't know how to spend it..." The mobile phone rings suddenly. It's Mr. Fu.

I believe in you!

Gu Xiaonian:

When Qianqian straightened his chest and raised his head, he said: "I! A little painter who was delayed in acting

Asked.

"Who is the other one?" Gu Xiaonian handed over the soup bowl and was interested in

when Qianqian saw that she refused so quickly, he felt inexplicably sorry: "ah, another good cook who was delayed by acting."

As for the later stage? Even if lucky red, received advertising and endorsement fees are not much.

She has studied food bloggers. She needs to hype the operation in the early stage, and the money she earns is not enough to distribute to the team.

Gu Xiaonian didn't think about it. He shook his head and refused, "no interest! I'm so addicted to acting that I can't extricate myself. "

During the waiting period, he excitedly proposed: "honey, you go to be a food blogger! You're the only one who can do it. "

She did not care to praise, one breath will duck soup, "another bowl."

Oh, my God! Good drink, cry.

When Qianqian took out the spoon and sipped it carefully.

She laughs and shakes her head, serving a bowl of soup for the food without dignity.

Yes, it's a good buy!

Gu Xiaonian:

“…” When Qianqian choked, he quickly argued, "I don't eat ducks, but I drink duck soup."

Gu Xiaonian couldn't help laughing and said, "you don't eat ducks?"

When Qian Qian eyes round open, try not to let saliva flow down, "dear, I help you taste it?"

By 11 o'clock, the kitchen is full of fragrance, and the duck soup has been boiled into an attractive milky white.

The reply was, no!

When Qian Qian anxiously asked: "dear, ripe? Are you ready for the pot? "

At ten o'clock in the morning, the soup pot wafts with fragrance.

She blanched duck meat, boiled bone soup, and constantly added herbs and seasonings to the pot.

The next time is Gu Xiaonian's cooking show.

Are you surprised to turn around? Is this the legendary method of removing bones without trace?"Sleeping trough! what the fuck! Lying trough When Qian Qian embraces the head, sends out a series of son shocked call.

Well, there's no meat hanging on it!

The next second, Gu Xiaonian flipped his fingertips and pulled out a hard bone from the complete duck.

Hemp.

"Click!" After hearing the sound of bone fracture, Gu Xiaonian pulled out a small razor and stabbed at the old duck who was too dead to die any more.

Standing in the angle of shiqianqian, it's like taking care of Xiaonian to massage the old duck.

She picked up the old duck and kneaded it.

Enough! You're a playwright.

Gu Xiaonian:

"When Qian Qian a face of grief back," is who said to kill a chicken how to use the butcher's knife? You scum girl, cheat my feelings

He opened the box with a quick action and revealed the rows of sharp knives inside.

"What's the situation?" When Qianqian was surprised, he pointed to the tool box, "do you want to chop ducks with the kitchen knife left by grandfather Gu?"

Gu Xiaonian went back to the bedroom and took out the tool box that he had treasured for many years.

An hour later, they finished breakfast.

Hum! Hum! He who can't cook can't afford to offend chef Gu.

When Qianqian saw this, rushed to embrace her thigh, "dear, I'm wrong, you do what I eat."

"Forget it, you'd better starve to death." Gu Xiaonian walks to the kitchen with the old duck.

"Steamed lamb, steamed bear paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose..." said Shi Qianqian without thinking

“…” "I dare to ask your majesty, what would you like for breakfast?"

When Qian Qian flat mouth son, poor BA's accusation way: "dog son, you changed, you are no longer my imperial cook."

Gu Xiaonian explained frankly: "this is for grandfather Fu."

When Qian Qian frowns, the expression is disgusted, "ah! I hate ducks the most. They have a strong smell of soil

Gu Xiaonian changed his shoes and said with a smile: "duck!"

"Xiaonian, what are you carrying?" When Qianqian rubbed his eyes, questioning the voice.

Master Fu snorted and sneered contemptuously, "look at your unpromising appearance!"

The surface of the high cold, the heart has been singing.

It's a good day for serfs to sing!