Vol 2 Chapter 302: Cooking

Yuan Qiu nodded: "It's good, it's cold poison, but it's not all cold poison. Today, it only forces a small amount of cold poison. The cold poison in the acupoints is silted up for a long time. It is not so easy to pull out once. It takes a little more work."
These stubborn cold poisons, the exhausted elements of many martial arts masters, were not pulled out, but they were eventually planted in her hands.
He suddenly remembered something. A few months ago, the butler told him that a doctor came to Beijing. He was young, but he was very sorrowful. He was able to take a laparotomy and the mother and son were safe. He could rejuvenate the violent person and call it Xia Shen. .
He stared at the splendid peach blossoms and raised the face and asked, "Are you the Xia Shen doctor in the rumor?"
Yuan Qiu smiled and handed over a warm and wet paparazzi: "The doctor does not dare to act, and the person who passed it is indeed me."
He took the scorpion and wiped the blood on his face. The face that was originally pale and sickly showed a trace of blood that only belonged to normal people.
He nodded, she really had a perfect skill. Although she knew that her medical skills were superb, she never thought about it, so she was so superb.
From noon to noon, the butler came over and informed that the dining room had already set the meal and asked them to use the rice.
Yuan Qiu and Xing Ying went out first, and waited for Song Ning to change their clothes and go out to the dining room.
On the round table of the mahogany carving, all kinds of delicacies are filled with rich dishes and heavy oil.
Yuan Qiu shook his head: "You can't eat these. Since today, your food needs to be light."
Song Ning smiled: "Since it has already been set up, you can use it at will." He has always been not very particular about eating, and he has not eaten much. He can't move a few chopsticks on a large table.
Yuan Qiu did not follow: "No, you can't eat these dishes." She turned to look at the butler and asked: "Where is the kitchen? Take me over."
Song Ning raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to eat for me?"
Yuan Qiu nodded: "Forget it, I don't like to eat these dishes myself. I will give it to Xing Ying and I will give you a copy."
Song Ning has a smile in his eyes and nods: "Wait!"
Xing Ying had eaten the dishes made by Xia Yuanqiu, and remembered the taste. The throat immediately swallowed full of saliva, and quickly followed the back of Yuanqiu and went to the kitchen.
The butler looked at the food at the table and asked the master: "These--"
Song Ning waved his hand: "Remove it!"
The people sneaked in and sneaked out a delicious dish and looked at the empty table. For more than a decade, he had a sense of expectation for what he had to eat for the first time.
Back kitchen
Yuan Qiu will kill and clean the fresh fish with onions and self-adhesive sauce on the pot, cook a small pot of fresh soup with white tofu and lean meat, and marinate the chicken sauce with a sauce for a while. Then mash the bean drum, add the egg white and mix well, steam on the pan.
The green vegetables are simmered in water, and the sour radish that has just been tasted is shredded and cooled. It is the next meal she always likes.
Four dishes and one soup, just enough for them to eat.
The dishes are covered with a special porcelain cover to ensure the freshness of the dishes.
The next person put four dishes and one soup on it, and Song Ning couldn't help but smile. He looked up at Xia Yuanqiu, who was sitting across the table: "Have you been busy for a long time, did you do this?"
Xia Yuanqiu ignored his teasing. He took the bowl from the ring and took a bowl. He gave Xing Ying a bowl: "You love to eat or not!"
When Xing Ying saw Xia Yuanqiu moving the chopsticks, he was no longer polite. He raised the chopsticks and wanted to pick up the dishes. In front of him, he appeared a hand out of thin air and left the rice bowl in front of him.