The First-Class Medical Princess

Thinking of this, she let go and started. First of all, she felt that she was not good at making noodles. After trying a few times, either it was not enough water, and it was not good, or it was too much water. You have to add a lot of flour at the end.

As a result, the dough that came out was beyond my imagination.

My enthusiasm was cut in half when I saw this dough.

She looked at the dough, feeling a little discouraged.

Yuzhu looked at it, and could only smile and said, Princess, it's okay to do too much.

It's better than reconciling noodles for a long time.

Even Fu Ling was shocked to see that the princess whose fingers were not touched by Yang Chunshui was able to do this, Yes, yes, if the princess can make it soon, the prince will be able to eat it when he comes back.

Thinking about it this way, it is actually true.

However, the noodles were reconciled. As for how to make noodles, Su Yunchu naturally couldn't do the job. After several failed attempts, she didn't insist on it anymore, and directly handed it over to the chef in the kitchen. The master in the middle has long been used to this kind of work, according to Su Yunchu's request, the noodles made are as firm and elastic as possible.

Su Yunchu was very satisfied with this.

Next, it was to pick the shrimps, and asked Yuzhu to go to the prescription to get some herbs. After preparing all kinds of seasonings, although the movements were not skillful, they were still passable. At that moment, a puff of smoke rose, covering her face, but also a scent that permeated the entire kitchen.

People these days only cook noodles in various ways, not to mention the ones with such a rich flavor of spices. Therefore, looking at Su Yunchu's unskilled cooking skills, he was a little excited. A look of curiosity.

Many of Concubine Jing's abilities are surprising.

When Murong Yuan returned to the mansion, he heard Uncle He say that Su Yunchu was going to cook for him. When he walked to the kitchen, he saw the smoke rising from the food and blocked his sight. However, the puff of smoke The scent that had never been smelled before, with the scent of vanilla, floated into the tip of his nose through the air, and permeated his heart through the tip of the nose.

A great sense of satisfaction suddenly rose in his heart. Those important things about his family and country were not as warm as the women around him who washed his hands and made soup for him. Longing, such an ordinary day, in fact, it is not just that there is warmth everywhere, just like the kitchen in this winter.

The people in the kitchen on the other side naturally saw Murong Yuan's appearance, and were about to salute Murong Yuan, but Murong Yuan just waved his hand and let the group go down.

Su Yunchu, who was looking through the condiments, naturally saw Murong Yuan coming back, and her voice was natural, Huaiqing came back so early today?

Murong Yuan raised his eyes and glanced at the sky outside. Did he come back early today? It's already noon. It seems that Su Yunchu was so devoted to cooking today that he forgot the time.

But he didn't say anything, he just said yes.

Su Yunchu just continued to stir-fry, Huaiqing wait a little longer, it will be ready to eat in a while.

Murong Yuan's lips curled up slightly, Is this the delicacy Ah Chu wants to give me that I've never seen before?

Su Yunchu was busy putting the pasta into the pot, then adding the herb juice, and after covering the pot, he told Yuzhu not to stew it with too much heat, and then looked at Murong Yuan, Of course, make sure that Huaiqing never cooks. Haven't eaten.

She still has confidence on her face, like a child who has done something amazing and is eager to show off to adults.