Triplets: Lucky Mommy is a Beautiful Badass

Chapter 52 The First Pot of Gold 7

The big brother didn't expect that he could get a pound of meat with these, so he happily went home to get it.

After a while, Qi Qingyao got the spices for braised pork stew, rock sugar, soy sauce and rice wine for free, and the eldest brother sent a few more potatoes... She smiled happily.

Chongjiang Yegandao and start cooking! !

Jiang Yegan was also in charge of making the fire, and Xijin went to fetch water. Qi Qingyao began to wash rice. The three little milk dolls were sitting on either side of Jiang Yegan, and they were roasting in front of the stove. The three little faces were all red. . Not to mention so cute.

Jiang Yegan glanced sideways at the three milk buns on the left and right.

The mood is very complicated.

Before in the capital, I saw the little dolls of Hou's Mansion, that one by one punching the little minions and kicking the little maid, and it was almost three days without the roof and roof. Awesome bear.

The few little princes and princesses in the palace were even more arrogant.

This also made Jiang Yegan never like children.

As for getting married...

He didn't even think about it.

Strange to say.

He, a big girl who has never been married before, didn't like children very much before, but this second, he actually thought that children were quite cute.

After Qi Qingyao soaked the rice, he started to steam it.

After a while, the incomparably sweet aroma of rice came from the back pot.

Give the three milk dumplings to the greedy drooling.

"The rice tastes so good."

"It's not just fragrant, it's fragrant."

"You can eat it later."

Qi Qingyao glanced at the three little guys and couldn't smile. On the other hand, blanch the sliced ​​braised pork in boiling water first, filter out the scum, pour out the water in the pot, and start frying the sugar color...

After the braised pork was simmered, Qi Qingyao, who used to love meat, became a little greedy.

I have been here for a few days, either eating steamed buns or fish, and my mouth is almost fading out of the birds.

After the braised pork is cooked, the rice is already cooked.

a moment later

The three adults and the three milk dumplings were sitting at the low table. It was obvious that the house was surrounded by people, but the three milk dumplings felt that the atmosphere was very warm.

Several people gathered around the table, eating the stewed meat, and the three milk dumplings were full of contentment.

When Sijin ate the meat, her expression was a little puzzled. He thinks he prefers to eat rice.

Jiang Yegan had eaten countless delicacies from mountains and seas when he was in the capital. He never felt that he was greedy, but he had been drinking medicine for several days and eating fish all the time. Now he is eating the braised pork she made. Jiang Yegan thinks it tastes better than his house. The cook on there is alright.

After everyone finished the pot of braised pork, Jiang Ye glanced dryly at the surroundings.

"..."

He actually thought that in this remote country, this woman's cooking skills were better than that of his cook, and he must have been too hungry.

What kind of cooking skills can a little fool have!

It's definitely something wrong with his sense of taste.

When Qi Qingyao was an undercover agent in his previous life, he once worked as an informant in the kitchen of a large hotel in Hangzhou, so there must be nothing wrong with this cooking skill! After learning from the chef for half a year, she still has two brushes.

Seeing that Sijin also ate three bowls of rice, Qi Qingyao said with a smile.

"What about you, after this meal, you will go your separate ways, young man."

"..."

Sijin's hand was startled, and the rice bowl he was holding slammed down.

Silently looked at Qi Qingyao.

There were two blisters of tears in the boy's eyes.

Very pitiful question.

"Can't I really stay? Pretty sister."

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