Song Ruyue was tasting the soup in the pot with a spoon. She was stunned when she heard this, turned to look at the door, and then frowned and said: "Qingzhou, what are you doing here? You are a scholar, you are clean, everything here is

It's oil pollution, get out quickly."

Luo Qingzhou could only say: "Mother-in-law, I want to take some ingredients back and ask Xiaodie to help me make porridge."

Song Ruyue was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and said: "Do you like to drink porridge? I will help you cook it later. Come out quickly."

Luo Qingzhou said: "I want to get some materials and let Xiaodie try it out."

Seeing that the soup in the pot was almost ready, Song Ruyue didn't want to talk nonsense to him anymore, and said impatiently: "Okay, okay, let Mei'er take it for you, but don't touch it. Your hand is used for writing, so don't touch it."

It’s stained by oil.”

Meier quickly walked to the door and asked, "Uncle, what materials do you want to get?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "White rice, vegetables, preserved eggs, and lean meat."

After thinking for a while, he glanced at the ingredients in the kitchen and said, "Dried shiitake mushrooms and dried shrimp skin."

Mei'er was stunned for a while after hearing this, and asked doubtfully: "Don't you want to make porridge? Wouldn't rice or millet be enough?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "Go get it."

Mei'er gave him a strange look and said, "Oh, uncle, please go back first. I will take it over later."

Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything more, glanced at the busy mother-in-law again, and left the kitchen.

Return to the Immortal Residence.

Xiaodie was collecting the quilts that were hanging to dry in the small courtyard. Her petite body was carrying the quilt, and her feet could hardly be seen.

Luo Qingzhou hurriedly went over to help her carry her into the house, and said: "Go to the kitchen, wash the pot, and raise the fire. Young master will make porridge for you later."

Xiaodie opened her eyes wide and said: "Sir, are you making porridge? No, no, no, you can't enter the kitchen, your hands are..."

"Stop being so nagging, go quickly!"

Luo Qingzhou's face darkened.

Xiaodie glanced at him weakly and said, "Oh."

Smoke soon began to rise from the kitchen chimney.

Luo Qingzhou went into the kitchen and washed the chopping boards, knives and other items under clean water for a long time.

Then I washed the pot several times.

Xiaodie was filling the firewood, looking at his skillful appearance, she couldn't help but said: "Master, have you made Madam angry again? Madam didn't cook for us tonight?"

Luo Qingzhou held back his laughter when he heard this, nodded seriously, and said, "Yeah."

Xiaodie sighed softly, glanced at his face, and did not dare to say a word.

Not long after.

Meier sent all the materials.

Xiaodie wanted to ask her wife why she was angry, but she didn't dare to ask.

Meier put down her things, glanced at the two of them, and left in a hurry.

Luo Qingzhou began to wash the rice and put it into the pot, then cut the meat, vegetables, and preserved eggs, and put them on a plate aside.

"Xiaodie, heat up the other pot as well, remember to keep it on low heat."

Luo Qingzhou gave an order, poured out the dried mushrooms and dried shrimps, rinsed them with water, then drained them and put them on a plate.

When the pot inside was hot, he poured the drained mushrooms and dried shrimps into the pot and began to stir-fry.

"Xiaodie, lower the fire."

"oh."

Xiaodie quickly removed the firewood inside.

Luo Qingzhou stir-fry quickly to avoid burning the pan.

After a while, an alluring fragrance suddenly filled the entire kitchen, and then drifted out again.

"Sir, it smells so good."

Xiaodie swallowed her saliva and stared at the slightly burnt dried mushrooms and dried shrimp skins in the pot.

Luo Qingzhou stir-fried quickly for a while, then said: "Okay, take off the heat."

He scooped the stuff up, poured it into a medicine-pounding utensil, and began to crush it into powder to make the simplest MSG.

"Sir, the porridge is almost ready."

Xiaodie opened the lid of the pot and shouted, and then said: "Oh, Master, you put too much water in it, it's so watery."

Luo Qingzhou said: "Keep boiling, lower the fire."

Then pour in the chopped lean meat, preserved eggs, and vegetables, and stir evenly.

Soon, the aroma filled the entire kitchen and courtyard.

Xiaodie's mouth was drooling, and she stared at the pot and said, "Sir, this is the first time I've ever seen these things poured into porridge and boiled together. It's so delicious."

"There will be something more fragrant later."

Luo Qingzhou crushed the dried shrimps and shiitake mushrooms and waited for a while. When he saw that the water in the pot began to decrease and the porridge began to thicken and become sticky, he then sprinkled the powdered dried shrimps and shiitake mushrooms into it.

After stirring, he said: "Continue to simmer over low heat."

Xiaodie filled the wood with firewood and kept drooling. Her face was full of salivation and excitement and she said: "Master, it smells so good. I want to take a bite."

"Wait a little longer, cook the porridge until it is thickest, and let all the flavors blend in."

Luo Qingzhou started stirring.

The rich fragrance floated out of the kitchen, out of the courtyard, and onto the road outside.

Then, following the evening wind, it drifted to the Lingchan Moon Palace.

Miss Qin, who was sitting in a daze in the back garden, suddenly moved her nose, turned her head, and looked in the direction of the Immortal Residence.

Smoke was rising from the chimney there.

And in the Meixiang Garden.

Nangong Meijiao has already taken a shower, put on a purple dress, and wiped her black hair dry.

Meier came over and called them to eat.

Nangong Meijiao was looking through Miss Qin Er's books and said, "I'm not very hungry, Wei Mo, why don't you go and eat by yourself."

Qin Weimo pulled her and said, "That won't work. My mother will cook tonight. If you don't go to eat, she will be unhappy."

Nangong Meijiao had no choice but to put down her books and go out with her.

"Meier, did you call me uncle?"

Qin Weimo asked.

Mei'er said: "Not yet, I will call you soon."

Then he smiled and said: "My uncle went to the kitchen before, took some materials, and asked Xiaodie to learn how to cook. Madam heard that my uncle wanted to eat porridge, so she even made a pot of white rice porridge. It was delicious.

"

Nangong Meijiao couldn't help but curl her lips and said, "Auntie is really nice to that guy."

Qin Wei Mo said: "Mei'er, please go back first. Sister Meijiao and I will go call him."

Mei'er said: "There is also the eldest lady..."

Qin Weimo smiled and said, "Let's go shout."

Meier said "Oh" and turned to leave.

Qin Weimo and Nangong Meijiao took Qiu'er and Zhu'er to the Immortal Residence.

Before they reached the door, several people suddenly moved their noses, with doubtful looks on their faces.

"Miss, it smells so good! Where does the fragrance come from?"

Pearl sniffed hard again, and the saliva in her mouth flowed out unconsciously.

Qiu'er was also swallowing her saliva.

Qin Weimo raised his head in confusion and looked at Banished Immortal Palace.

Nangong Meijiao saw the smoke coming out at a glance, and said with a strange face: "They are cooking? What is so fragrant?"

"It smells like rice porridge, and..."

Qin Weimo frowned and said quickly: "Meijiao, let's go and have a look."

And at this time.

In the dining room in front, Song Ruyue was looking at the exquisite dishes she had made on the table with a smile on her face, and said proudly: "Master, I made them all myself, do they taste good?"
Chapter completed!