C8 deliciousness

It just so happened that Zhao Fu Shang was entertaining guests at home today, so the servant woman brought the dishes Bai Xian made to the table.

Zhao Fu Shang took a look and due to the presence of his esteemed guest, he glared at the servant woman. "Is that a toad? How can you eat like this? Can't you see that there's a guest today? "

The servant woman tremblingly replied, "Master, this was made by the little girl who came to deliver the pork."

Just as Zhao Fu Shang wanted to remove the unlucky dish, the guest was already attracted by the dish's fragrance, and directly picked up a "toad body" to eat.

Zhao Fu Shang saw that the guest was eating with relish and was slightly moved. He took a closer look at the dish and realized that the toad was actually made from abalone.

Zhao Fu Shang tasted the meat. Hmm, the taste was indeed good, it was much better than the dishes cooked by the chefs in the house. "In a while, tell the person who brought the meat to send a dish to us everyday."

The servant woman told Bai Xian everything she said, while sizing her up. She did not expect this seemingly ordinary girl to have such good culinary skills.

Bai Xian nodded her head calmly, after walking out of the Zhao Family residence, she smiled. Great, she knew that her cooking skills were good, and then she would officially start her journey to sell goods.

Next, as she served the meat, she wrote down the orders they had made. Today was even more than the day before.

After Bai Xian returned to Hu Butcher and remembered everything, he said with a completely red face, "Bai Xian, you are really too capable."

Bai Xian had thought about it very clearly, the matter of take-out pork was something that he and Hu Butcher had done together. After all, he did not have pork, so he only had a leg to run.

However, she would not be sharing a piece with Hu Butcher when it came to take-out. She was still hoping to earn some money to raise her mother and brother to the point of making them fat and white.

Bai Xian smiled and said: "Uncle Hu, I want to buy two kilograms of meat from you. Just give it to me according to the selling price."

Hu Butcher had thought that Bai Xian would bring it home to eat. In these two days, it was all thanks to Bai Xian, he had sold even more pork than he had in a month. He laughed heartily: "Bai Xian, if you were to take it home to eat, you can just take it away.

Bai Xian looked at Hu Butcher's stubborn look and sighed, then took the meat.

After the Hu Butcher's reminder, Bai Xian went to buy more dishes to give to his mother and brother as a toothpick.

Ever since she had transmigrated to this body, she had gradually started to regard the original owner's relatives as real relatives. Bai Xian cleanly cooked a few dishes and called for Bai’s mother and Bai Xiu to come for dinner.

Bai’s mother looked at the meat on the table as tears suddenly rolled down his face. "My daughter, I am useless. This disease has dragged you and your brother down."

Bai Xiu looked at Bai’s mother sensibly. Previously, when he was the only one working at home, he could also make a living out of it, but now that his sister was so capable, the family would definitely get better and better: "Mother, you raised me up, I and my sister will definitely take good care of you."

Bai Xian ate silently. She didn't know what to do in the face of such a tender situation. In the end, she wasn't their family.

In the morning of the second day, Bai Xian dragged Bai Xiu out of the door together. They first went to Hu Butcher to get some meat, and then sent it home one by one.

Thinking about the dishes ordered by the Song brothers and the Zhao Fu Shang yesterday, Bai Xian was full of energy as he pulled Bai Xiu towards the Song Family.

Hearing a knock on the door, Song Yue opened it. "You really came? What about the food? "

The tall Song Yue was a head taller than Bai Xian, and was even worse than the little brat Bai Xiu. At this moment, he was looking at Bai Xian with a measuring gaze, as if questioning her for not keeping her word, and had only come to deliver their food so late.

Bai Xian took out some meat and vegetables, "Our family doesn't have it convenient to cook right now, so we want to borrow your family's kitchen, is that okay?"

Song Yue rubbed his head in shame. Yesterday, when he entered the kitchen, he did nothing but blow up the entire place.

Bai Xian felt that the feeling Song Yue gave her was extremely familiar, but looking at his face, she was sure that she had never seen Song Yue before.

Thinking about how dark the Song Family's kitchen looked yesterday, Bai Xian facepalmed, "It's alright, bring me along with you."

Song Yue brought Bai Xian to the entrance of the kitchen and then ran away like a wisp of smoke. As for Bai Xian, he looked at the kitchen that was like a ruin and sighed lightly: "Bai Xiu, do me a favor."

When Song Yue was speaking to Bai Xian outside, Song Cheng was hiding behind the door and looking at them. Although he accepted Bai Xian's suggestion to give food to them, he was still very cautious towards Bai Xian.

Song Yue flashed through the door, and saw Song Cheng struggling to stand while leaning on his walking stick, a look of unbearable flashed past his eyes: "Hey, you really don't want this leg of yours anymore? Did you forget when the doctor told you to take a good rest? "

Song Yue's words sounded unpleasant, but this was one of the ways he cared about others.

As his good friend, Song Cheng naturally understood the hidden meaning behind his words. She sat down on the table and asked, "Why did she come here with a child?"

Song Yue frowned slightly, the mask on his face was really uncomfortable, and every time he saw Bai Xian, he felt that Bai Xian was looking at his true appearance through the mask: "That's her little brother, I helped her cook dinner together."

Bai Xian and Bai Xiu quickly cooked four dishes and a soup. One of the dishes was going to be given to Zhao Fu Shang later. The two of them placed the dish on the table and was about to leave.

Seeing that Song Yue and his brother had not come out yet, Bai Xian stood in the courtyard and raised his voice: "Two sirs, the food is ready. We will take our leave."

When Bai Xian and Bai Xiu closed the door, Song Yue and Song Cheng suddenly rushed out. Their destination was the Eight Immortals Table in the pavilion, and the fragrance of the food drove them crazy.

Song Cheng leaned on his walking stick, his movements was definitely not as convenient as Song Yue, but the tactful Song Yue had to wait for Song Cheng to sit down before he moved his chopsticks.

"En, it's delicious, delicious, too delicious."

This was what Song Yue and Song Cheng had been thinking deep down. Ever since they came to the Town, the two of them had never eaten anything delicious food, and the food in every restaurant was unable to satisfy the two of them.

If not for that, Song Yue would not have gone to the kitchen to cook himself yesterday. And the three dishes that Bai Xian had cooked today, the shredded green peppers, the celery eggs, and the boiled meat, each of them had a rich color and looked extremely enticing.

Song Yue and Song Cheng were both trying their best to restrain themselves from licking the plates, even though they had finished all of the food, they still felt that it wasn't enough.

Song Yue was already looking forward to see what kind of dishes Bai Xian would cook tonight. His eyes were shining brightly, and now, Bai Xian had become his new goal in his life.

Song Cheng looked at the light in Song Yue's eyes, and said indifferently: "What, my dear little brother, you have fallen for this little village girl with just a meal?"

Song Yue regained his calm expression: "Big Brother, be cautious."

Song Cheng sneered, he just could not bear to see Song Yue's serious look.

Song Yue sank into his own thoughts. The recent peaceful life had caused him to forget his previous ambitions.