Carefree Scholar Chapter 809: Stealing food

The dumplings are all wrapped up, just wait for a while.

Ms. Chen San and the two girls were sitting and talking in the courtyard. The chores in the kitchen were almost finished. The next thing was that the two maids couldn’t get their hands in. They stood behind and poured tea and water. Li Yi was in the kitchen alone Busy, Chen Chong and Zeng Shichun stood at the kitchen door watching.

The household servant Zeng Shichun still had a look of surprise on his face, and shook his head and said: "If I let my colleagues in the DPRK know that the dean of the academy, Dr. Jin Zi Guanglu, would actually do this kind of cooking. How many people’s jaws are shocked."

Chen Chong snorted coldly, his eyes were rather disdainful, and he said: "It's clearly insulting to be gentle, and it's shocked to drop his chin? It's almost the same after laughing and losing big teeth."

His grandma’s, she couldn’t understand this stuff, she didn’t do anything about it, she still stood here and said cool words, without any vision, Li Yi looked back and said lightly: "Come and take those The green onion is peeled."

Chen Chong sneered, "Are you ordering this officer?"

"Please come back if you don't peel it." Li Yi didn't answer his head. "I want to come and feed the adults, so I shouldn't care about a plate of dumplings."

"...Where is the onion?"

"The corner of the wall." Li Yi marinated the fish, and then said, "Master Zeng, if nothing happens, mash the garlic cloves there."

"Okay." Zeng Shichun readily agreed without any resistance.

In the courtyard.

Ms. Chen San looked at Zeng Zuimo and wondered: "Duimo and Zeng Shilang are both surnamed Zeng, could it be..."

Zeng Zuimo smiled and said, "It's all from the past."

Ms. Chen San saw that her expression was slightly dim, so she didn't ask. The three chatted about other things, and there were voices from the kitchen not far away from time to time.

"Let you peel the green onions, not let you peel them all. Look at the green onions you peeled. What is left now?" This was Li Yi's angry voice.

"Do you dare to shout at the officer!" Chen Chong's voice was also furious.

"Hell, what's wrong with you, do you have an opinion?"

"My official..."

"If you have any comments, please go out and mention them!"

"------"

"Forget it, there are only a few green onions left. There is nothing to spoil you. Go, take these garbage out and throw them away... Throw out the garbage..."

Chen Chong took the dustpan in his hand, walked out of the kitchen angrily, took two steps, then turned around and asked: "Where to throw it?"

Wang Ruoqing looked at a certain direction blankly, hesitated for a while, and asked: "There..."

Ms. Chen San shook her head and said, "It's okay, just let them make trouble, it will be a little lively."

She looked at the two women with a smile on their faces and asked: "You must have known that child very early, right?"

Zeng Zuimo doubted: "Which kid?"

Wan Ruoqing smiled and nodded, and said: "I first met at Qing'an Mansion. It has been almost two years since now."

As the three people talked about these things, in the kitchen, a fragrance gradually wafted out.

……

On weekdays, there are only four of them in the small courtyard. Most of the meals are on the stone table in the courtyard. If the weather is bad, Li Yi occasionally eats here in the house. One more person at the table does not appear crowded. , No matter how much it is, I can't sit down.

As outsiders, Shi Lang and Chen Geishi can only sit at the stone table outside. This is a VIP seat specially arranged for them by Li Yi.

After they sat down, Li Yi took a few bites, then stood up and said, "Everyone eat the vegetables first, I will cook dumplings."

Wan Ruoqing got up and said: "I will help."

"You can eat, I can be alone." Li Yi shook his head and walked to the kitchen.

Ms. Chen San looked back from the door and asked: "Does he often cook?"

"He never cared about outsiders' remarks, and when he was in Qing'an Mansion, he often cooks himself." Wan Ruoqing nodded and asked: "Is the food still in your appetite?"

Ms. Chen San’s face showed a gratified smile: "It’s the Imperial Kitchen in the Palace, but that’s all."

The three of them were talking. After a while, Zeng Zuimo looked outside with some doubts and muttered: "Why haven't you come back yet? I'll go and see."

She got up and walked outside the courtyard, towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Li Yi added a fire to the stove and washed his hands in the basin on the side. Then he picked up the bowl and ate the bowl bite by bite—let’s call it dumplings. Right.

The dumplings made by Ms. Zeng did not look like some dumplings before they were cooked. After they were cooked, they were a mixture of noodles, meat and water. The taste was really the best he had eaten. Unique dumplings too.

"Okay you, we are all waiting for you inside, you actually steal food here!"

A voice of excitement in surprise came from behind, and then Li Yi was grabbed by the wrist. Girl Zeng looked at Li Yi with a smug expression like she had caught a thief.

"What steals, girls, pay attention to what you say..." Li Yi still held a bowl in his hand and said: "Don't move, be careful of spilling..."

It’s a rare thing to see Li Yi getting embarrassed. Ms. Zeng raised her chin and said proudly, “You’re stealing food. Denial?"

Li Yi looked at her and said, "Please, stealing food is a matter for two people, one person cannot do it."

"Why can't you do it alone?"

Zeng Zuimo looked at him with some doubts. As soon as he spoke, he figured out what he had just said, his face flushed, he glared at him, and whispered: "Deng disciple..."

"Don't worry about stealing food." Li Yi put down the bowl and said: "The dumplings are almost ready. I'll help you bring them in later."

Zeng Zuimo walked to the front of the stove and said, "I want to eat the dumplings I made."

"You packaged it?" Li Yi shook his head, and said: "I threw it away, and the pot is all scattered, how can I serve it?"

"You!"

Zeng Zuimo looked at him a little embarrassed, but it was the dumplings he had worked so hard to make. Although it was not beautiful, it was the first time. How could he...

Inadvertently glanced at the bowl Li Yi put aside, his expression was slightly startled.

Naturally, the bowl is not dumplings. The dough and meat are scattered, and there is no dumpling. The only one that resembles is a dumpling with two round ears, which she made by herself.

"You..."

Her voice softened, her head lowered, and she dared not look at Li Yi. Although she was a little flustered and at a loss what to do, there was another sweetness and warmth that filled her heart.

Li Yi took out the bowls and chopsticks, planned to rinse them again with clean water, and said, "Help me watch it. When the water is boiled twice again~IndoMTL.com~, you can cook it."

"En."

Zeng Zuimo nodded, and a vague syllable came out of his throat. He stood on tiptoe and leaned forward to look into the pot.

With such a posture, the body will naturally bend down an arc.

This familiar arc gave Li Yi a strange feeling in his hand, and he couldn't help but recall the scene in the morning.

When Zeng Zuimo turned his head inadvertently, he was staring at a certain part of his body in a daze. When his body became stiff, that place seemed to become numb again.

She breathed a bit quickly, and said angrily: "Where do you look at the eyes!"

"Cough, cough!" Li Yi coughed dryly, looked into the pot, and said: "It's almost done, let's get the pot..."

Zeng Zuimo's face was blushing, he looked back and whispered: "It's not boiled yet..."

"It didn't boil..., it's OK."

……

In addition to dumplings, the dishes on the table are also very rich. Originally, they were packed according to the number of people. Li Yi brought out the last bowl of dumplings and smiled: "Everyone, taste the taste first..."

"It's delicious!"

Xiao Cui ate a dumpling. Although he was hot and inhaled, the next chopsticks were already stretched out.

Inadvertently glanced at Li Yi, as if something had appeared, pointed at the corner of his mouth, and smiled and said: "Master Li, did you steal the food in the kitchen just now!"

Fuck!

Hearing the word "stealing", Zeng Zuimo's wrist trembled, and the dumplings that had been picked up fell into the bowl again.

In the courtyard, beside the stone table.

Chen Chong picked up a dumpling, dipped it in vinegar, and took a bite. Then he was taken aback, raised his head, and asked suspiciously: "Shi Lang, do you think this dumpling is ------somewhat raw?" "

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