Chapter 651

Thinking so, she also let go and started. First, she felt that she didn't pass the job of making noodles. After trying several times, she either put less water, and it's not good, or put more water. Finally, she had to add a lot of flour.

As a result, and out of a mass of noodles, has exceeded their imagination.

Full of enthusiasm, when I saw this dough, it had been reduced by half.

She looked at the dough and was a little discouraged.

Yuzhu looked at it and had to say with a smile, "princess, in fact, it's nothing to do more."

It's better than meeting for a long time.

Even Poria cocos was shocked to see that the princess who didn't touch Yang spring water in her ten fingers could do this, "yes, yes, if the princess didn't do it quickly, the prince could eat it when he came back."

Think so, actually.

However, Su Yunchu couldn't do the work of how to make noodles. After several failures, she didn't insist much and handed it directly to the master in the kitchen. The master in the kitchen had long been used to this kind of work. According to Su Yunchu's requirements, the noodles were as tight and elastic as possible.

Su Yunchu was very satisfied with this.

Next, I picked shrimp, asked Yuzhu to go to the prescription, took some herbs, and prepared all kinds of spices. Although it was not skilled, it was passable. When she put down the food, the big pot on the fire rose a smoke, covered her face, but also a smell filled the whole kitchen.

Nowadays, people only have all kinds of cooking methods for noodles, not to mention putting so many fragrant spices. Therefore, looking at Su Yunchu's unskilled cooking, they all look curious.

Many of Princess Jing's skills are amazing.

When murongyuan returned to the mansion, he heard uncle he say that Su Yunchu went to cook for him. When he came to the kitchen, he saw the smoke rising from the food in the pot blocking his sight. However, the smell that had never been smelled, with the taste of vanilla, floated into the tip of his nose through the air and filled his heart through the tip of his nose.

A great satisfaction suddenly rose in his heart. Those family and state affairs were not as good as the women around him washing their hands and making soup for him, which made him feel much warmer. No wonder there was always a sigh and longing of admiring mandarin ducks rather than immortals. In fact, warmth was everywhere on such ordinary days, just like the kitchen in winter.

The people in the kitchen on the other side naturally saw Murong yuan's appearance and were about to salute Murong yuan. Murong yuan only waved his hand and let them go down.

Su Yunchu, who was turning over the seasonings, naturally saw Murong yuan coming back. Her voice naturally said, "Huai Qing came back so early today?"

Murong yuan looked up at the sky outside. Did he come back early today? It's already noon. It seems that Su Yunchu has invested too much in cooking today that he forgot his time.

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

Su Yunchu only continued to stir fry, "Huaiqing will wait a little longer, and you can eat it in a little longer."

Murong yuan's lips were slightly warped. "This is the food that ah Chu wants to give me to eat that he has never seen before?"

Su Yunchu was busy putting the pasta into the pot, adding the vanilla juice. After covering the pot, he asked Yuzhu not to stew it with too much fire, and then looked at Murong yuan. "Naturally, make sure Huaiqing never ate it."

She also has a self-confidence on her face, like a child who is eager to show off to adults what great things he has done.