Qinghe smiled shyly, with a certain firm light flashing in his eyes, "Miss Protective is what I should do."

Lin Yuan replied with a sweet smile, "Okay, I'll leave my safety to you." After that, he pressed the doubts that came from Yang Xian and walked into the kitchen slowly.

never mind!

The soldiers come and the generals block the water comes and the soil covers the water!

"Miss, Miss Qinghe." The cook who was pinching the meatballs immediately greeted them with a smile.

Lin Yuan nodded gently and walked over to see the meatballs that had been pinched. I have to praise her cook's skills.

Each ball is the same size and looks very strong, and it is suitable for frying or frying.

Although he has made hundreds of videos teaching people to cook delicious food, Lin Yuan's cooking skills can only be considered decent.

Some basic skills are not very good, such as knife skills, which are mostly completed with tools, and there are too many convenient tools in modern times.

Let your hands be disabled to realize your dream of a chef.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan wondered if he could make some convenient tools?

After all, her brother seems to be a handicraft expert

Just as she was thinking, the cook interrupted her, "Miss, how do you make these meatballs? If you use them to make soup, the meatballs will easily dissipate."

Lin Yuan said without thinking, "Fry it in oil."

“Fried?”

The cook hesitated and said, "But there is not much oil."

Lin Yuan was stunned.

Oil in ancient times seemed to be a scarce product.

Alas, a headache!

"Then use fried ones. Although they are not that fragrant, they will not taste bad."

"good."

After a while, the kitchen was filled with fragrance, but Lin Yuan was wondering what else could be used to squeeze oil, as if beans were also available. After all, there were things like soybean oil.

But she doesn't remember how it was done.

"Scented!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice woke her up.

"Xixi!"

Lin Yuan quickly looked at the place where the sound came. Sure enough, he saw Xixi's expressionless little face, and then smiled happily, unable to help complaining, "Xixi, why did you come to me for so long?"

Qinghe was also shocked.

She glanced at Xixi, then quietly cleaned up the plates and left the space for the two little girls.

Xixi tilted her head and thought for a while before saying, "Brother is busy!"

"Ah, Xixi has an older brother, too?"

Lin Yuan was a little surprised, and then inexplicably thought of the person playing the pipa.

"Um!"

Although he was nodding, Xixi's attention was actually all on the fried tofu balls made by the cook.

Lin Yuan smiled and asked the cook to serve a plate first, "Try it, but be careful."

These meatballs have been made with salt, so there is no need to be additional seasoned.

But Xixi didn't eat it directly.

She stared at the plate of meatballs for a long time.

Lin Yuan didn't pay attention, Xixi disappeared even with the plate. When she was depressed, a small sound like a mosquito sounded in her ears, "Come back later."

Hearing this, she smiled again.

Qinghe turned his head, "Huh? Where is Miss Xixi?"

"She left for a while in advance." Seeing that the cook had finished frying the meatballs, Lin Yuan asked Qinghe to fill a small plate of salt and sent it to the front hall with the fried meatballs. According to observation, those people had a heavier taste.

Thinking that Xixi would come back in a while, Lin Yuan decided to cook her some sweet potato candy water.

I have eaten fried tofu meatballs, but it is not suitable for roasted sweet potatoes.

It's not good to get angry.

Originally, she wanted Xixi to taste soy milk or tofu brain, but the previous preparations were all distributed to the servants in the village, and nothing left was left.

Lin Yu'an asked the cook to wash and peel the sweet potatoes, then cut them into pieces, then wait for the water to boil and put them in a pot to stew.

This way you can eat delicious food without using it!

Not long after, Qinghe walked back with an unhappy expression on his face.

"What's wrong? Who's upset you?"

Qinghe looked at Lin Yuan aggrievedly, "No, it's just... why do they always think about our good things?"

Lin Yuan smiled, "Tell me what did you hear again?"

It must be what the little maid heard when she went to deliver tofu meatballs. They must be referring to Mu Chen and Prince Xu.

"Miss!" Qinghe stomped her feet, her face flushed with anxiety, and she said that she was like someone who liked to listen to the curtains and listen to the walls.

"It's me wrong."

Lin Yuan quickly apologized.

Qinghe burst into tears and laughed, "I heard it when I brought the fried meatballs in. Young Master Mu asked the young master to make another wheelchair, while Prince Xu said he wanted to send the cook to learn to make tofu."

Lin Yuan wants to laugh.

The first sentence of the little maid was to deliberately emphasize how she heard the news.

"Brother agreed?"

"The young master agreed to the wheelchair matter at once, but he said he would ask the lady about the tofu matter."

Lin Yuan felt a little warm after hearing this.

It was once believed that most men in ancient times were autocratic, and that their families were just subordinates and would ignore other people's wishes and make decisions directly.

But her brother is very good.

“Sweet?”

Xixi suddenly appeared in the kitchen again. Qinghe seemed to have gotten used to it and no longer showed a frightened expression. Instead, the idle cook was startled.

Lin Yuan quickly took Xixi's hand and asked the cook to recognize him.

"If Xixi comes to eat in the future, just make it for her."

The cook looked at Lin Yuan with some embarrassment, "It's winter now, and the ingredients are not enough."

The implication is that it is inability to satisfy.

"Hey!"

Xixi ran outside and soon came back with two coarse sacks and stuffed them into Qinghe's hand.

Lin Yuan: "What is this?"

Qinghe opened it curiously and looked at it, "Ah, it's white flour and mushrooms!" Then he turned the bag to Lin Yu'an, "Miss, look!"

"Xi Xi, how did this come?"

"elder brother!"

Lin Yuan guessed, "Is your brother who asked you to take it?"

"Um."

Xixi nodded and looked absent-mindedly at the cook's pot, "Is it sweet enough?"

Although it was cut into pieces and cooked, she still remembered the fragrance.

After seeing the two bags of things and the little girl's clothes, the cook probably guessed that her family background was not simple, so she did not continue to worry, "It's almost done, please wait for a while."

Xixi sat back to Lin Yuan obediently.

Lin Yuan whispered to her, such as how was her injuries? Where did she live?

Xixi's answer is very simple.

"The next door Zhuangzi?"

When she heard her live next to her now, Lin Yu'an immediately remembered what Mu Chen said in the morning and accompanied someone to see Zhuangzi, "Xi Xi and..."

"Ah, it smells so good. What good things are you cooking again?!" Mu Chen rushed in with a plate, followed by the fat man Yang Xian.

When I saw Xixi sitting next to Lin Yuan, Mu Chen asked in surprise: "Jing'er, why are you here?"
Chapter completed!