However, he approached a few steps and pressed Murong Yuan who was going to come, "wait at the table. I'll bring it to you when I'm ready."
Murong yuan didn't insist, but sat down on one side of the table.
Before long, Su Yunchu's noodles came out of the pot. For Yu Murong yuan, it was a strange style of fried noodles one night. The noodles were slightly thin, which made people feel a sense of tenacity. It was really different from the noodles he would not eat more than usual.
For the sake of beauty, Su Yunchu also put several modified vegetables on a ball of noodles.
Murong yuan raised his eyebrows. "Is this the result of ah Chu's hard work all morning?"
Su Yunchu put the noodles in front of him and glanced at him. "Don't dislike it before you eat it!"
Murong yuan chuckled. He didn't take the noodle dish, but took her hand with a flavor of seasoning to his mouth and kissed it. "I don't dislike it. I like it as long as it's made by ah Chu."
Su Yunchu shook off his hand and scolded, "poor mouth!"
However, there is an irrecoverable smile on his face. Anyone wants to get the greatest recognition for what he has done for his loved ones.
Murong yuan was not vague. After such a sentence, he only picked up chopsticks and sandwiched Su Yunchu's unexpected food into his mouth.
Su Yunchu looked at him with expectation. After all, it was the first attempt. She was not sure whether it was delicious or not. "How about it?"
She was careful and full of expectation.
Murong yuan only smiled, raised his mouth, glanced at her, didn't answer her, but took another bite and put it into his mouth.
Su Yunchu was full of expectation and looked at her without blinking.
However, for Murong yuan, no matter how well Su Yunchu's pasta was cooked, he would only feel delicious when he ate it into his mouth. Su Yunchu's expression made him feel rare to see, but it didn't hang her appetite. He gave a heavy head, "well, it's delicious!"
It's really delicious. It's not only curious, but also novel. Su Yunchu can always make something he never knew. He's used to it.
When Su Yunchu heard the speech, a smile appeared on his face. He couldn't help boasting, "naturally, it's delicious. Chef Su made it himself. It's absolutely fine."
Murong yuan only shook his head and laughed when he saw that she rarely boasted. However, he ate seriously with practical actions. Su Yunchu only looked at someone across the table and ate the non authentic pasta with a smile on his face. Such an ordinary day like a couple of ordinary people's families is actually quite good.
In winter, there is a curl of heat rising from the chimney of the kitchen of King Jing's residence. In the kitchen, a man and a woman talk softly and eat relatively. They are not exquisite meals or specially prepared meals. They are just simple pasta, but they are very warm.
Until many years later, Murong yuan will still remember this day. When Su Yunchu cooked for the first time, they were warm in the smoky kitchen of King Jing's house.
The days after the new year were ordinary, but Murong yuan took Su Yunchu to the blue eagle's barracks after the first month.
Murong yuan was originally a military general and the general of 800000 Northern Expedition troops. However, the blue eagle is a special existence. Therefore, if Murong yuan wants to stay in the blue eagle for a long time, it is understandable. No one can stop him with Su Yunchu.
At this time, in the blue eagle barracks, murongyuan stood on the high platform in the cold spring. Under the high platform, there were many obstacles to the establishment presided over by Su Yunchu. This round of test was the last inspection of the first batch of crossbow and arrow teams, that is, the first 500 people, and will be trained for nearly a year, Su Yunchu also wanted to see what results he had achieved in his initial plan and training.