Chapter 122:

The little Achen was eating meat in a fussy manner. She was so cute and smiled when she looked at it. Now Zi Guizhi and Gu Suier couldn't help laughing.
Xiao Heng looked at his son quietly from the side, and his eyes were much softer than before.
"Okay, I'll eat meat for you!" Gu Suier smiled and brought the bowl over, and was about to help Ah Chen with the meat.
Guizhi helped from the side, and after serving two bowls, he went out.
Gu Suier took the bowl of soup to Xiao Heng first, let Xiao Heng eat it slowly, took his chopsticks and spoon, and went to serve Xiao Achen to eat meat.
Little Achen saw the meat, his eyes glowed, and he couldn't wait to reach out and grab it.
Gu Suier quickly grabbed his chubby hand: "Don't grab it, it's hot!"
Little Achen licked her lips, her face looked greedy.
Gu Suier picked up a piece of meat and fed it to him.
He opened his small mouth wide and waited early, saw the meat coming, bit it hard, and ate it.
The ruddy pink cheeks were bulging, he chewed hard, and he still didn't forget to shout vaguely: "Fufufu, meaty! Eat meaty!"
Gu Suier couldn't help but laugh while feeding him, and said to Xiao Heng who was on the kang: "Look at your son, those who don't know thought I never let him eat meat!"
Xiao Heng took a sip of the soup gently.
After simmering for a long time, the deliciousness of the pheasant has been completely melted into the soup. Now I have a taste of it, and there is a mellow fragrance between the lips and teeth.
Moreover, this strong fragrance is different from the previous cooks. The previous cooks added a lot of condiments, and I always felt that something was wrong.
This is the original fragrance of chicken soup, authentic chicken soup.
Xiao Heng has been away from the capital for a long time, and has not eaten a decent and good meal for a long time. Even if he is not the one who is picky, he still feels boring in his mouth. Now he can smell the aroma and can't help taking a sip.
Just beside him, Gu Suier was taking a spoon, taking a spoon and blowing it gently over her mouth, feeding it to Ah Chen.
Ah Chen also pouted her little mouth to hide reluctantly: "Eat meat, eat meat."
Gu Suier coaxed softly: "You can't just eat meat, you have to drink soup. Isn't it okay to eat one bite of meat and one bite of soup?"
Ah Chen blinked and looked at the fragrant meat next to him. He endured it and took a sip of chicken soup reluctantly.
The fragrant and delicious chicken soup fell down his throat, and Ah Chen's eyes lit up suddenly: "Fragrant, delicious!"
He slapped the table with his chubby hands excitedly, his big eyes brightened with excitement: "Drink soup, drink soup, soup is delicious! Ah Chen wants to drink soup, not meat!"
Seeing this, Gu Suier couldn't help but laugh out loud.
She took the veil and gently wiped Ah Chen's mouth: "Now it's meat's turn. You can't just drink soup."
This little baby always eats meat when he knows that the meat is delicious, and always drinks soup when he knows the soup is delicious, but he has no memory.
Gu Suier fed Xiao Achen a bowl, including soup and meat.
After Xiao Achen ate, she watched eagerly and wanted to eat.
Gu Suier served him another bowl of soup.
Xiao Ah Chen was unhappy when he saw it: "More meat! Flesh!"
You can't just give soup but not meat.
He touched his belly, looking aggrieved, looking forward eagerly.
Gu Suier touched Xiao Ah Chen's soft black hair: "I can't eat anymore. If I eat too much, I will hurt myself. Now I only have a bowl of chicken soup, right?"
Little Achen looked ignorant: "Eat hurt?"
Gu Suier nodded: "That means you can't eat chicken anymore."
Xiao Achen was stunned. After a while, he nodded. He finally stopped yelling and had to eat more meat, and immersed himself in the soup.
Xiao Heng looked at the mother and son, lowered his head and drank his soup to the bottom.
Gu Suier smiled and looked at him and said: "The chicken here looks thin, but it is very fragrant. The stewed soup is yellow and orange, and it looks delicious."
After drinking a bowl of soup, Xiao Heng looked at Gu Suier quietly without saying a word.
Gu Suier understood what he meant: "One more bowl?"
Xiao Heng nodded and responded lightly.
Gu Suier got up with the bowl, but saw that Xiao Achen was leaning on the bowl and was drinking vigorously. She almost lifted the bowl, she couldn't help but smiled: "Why don't you use a spoon? Look at you, you have to face Buried in the bowl."
When Xiao Achen heard her mother talk about herself, she raised her little head, which was almost buried in the big bowl, looked at Gu Suier and said, "Soup, delicious!"
Xiao Ah Chen's ruddy little lips were shiny at this time, Gu Suier smiled and wiped the corners of Ah Chen's mouth with a handkerchief, and Xiao Ah Chen hurriedly moved her head to the side of the bowl.
Seeing that Xiao Heng and Ah Chen love to drink the chicken soup they boiled so much, Gu Suier felt satisfied and gratified. On the one hand, she served Xiao Heng another bowl, and on the other hand, she thought it was better to cook for them by herself.
Judging from the condiments in the stove, the food here is really too strong. Xiao Achen is still young and doesn't taste the heavy taste. Xiao Heng has injuries on her body. Eating this heavy taste is not conducive to physical recovery. It is better for her to cook herself.
On the second day, Gu Suier was on the stove in the shed, not only simmering tonics, but also cooking.
At this time, Mei Niang beside her couldn't help it again.
"I have always made these foods, and your Royal Highness likes to eat them." The feathers on Mei Niang's bun swayed slightly with her movements, as if she was shaking her head.
"I will do it in the future." Gu Suier didn't look at her, but just lowered her head to deal with the ingredients on her hand, and said lightly.
"In this restaurant, I am famous for cooking delicious food." Mei Niang did not give up.
Gu Suier didn't want to argue with her, so she smiled and replied: "It is naturally delicious to let the prison master send to cook for your Royal Highness."
"Then Niangniang will give me the stove!" Mei Niang said, she rolled up her sleeves and walked to the stove.
Seeing that she was so speechless, Gu Suier was helpless, so she deliberately said: "His Royal Highness may want to change her taste in the past few days. I will talk to the master of the prison tomorrow, please do not have to cook for Your Highness. "
"Huh?" Mei Niang was puzzled. "Doesn't he think yesterday's chicken soup was bad?"
Only a few pinches of salt were stewed, and she found it difficult to swallow even thinking about it.
"No," Gu Suier looked at Mei Niang, telling the truth, "He loves to drink."
When Mei Niang heard this, she didn't say anything.
She looked at Gu Sui'er in silence for a while, then shook her head and went out.
Fortunately, let His Highness endure it for a few days, and then she will miss her dishes.
But for several days, not only didn't he hear that Xiao Heng was going to switch her back to cook, but as she watched, he could barely see the leftovers.
On this day, after Gu Suier simmered the soup, he simmered it slowly over a low fire, and then went back to the room to accompany Xiao Heng and Xiao Achen.
Mei Niang walked to the stove and stared at the pot of soup, but she didn't believe in evil in her heart. There was no taste and no color. Can it taste good?
After standing for a while, Mei Niang had an idea in her mind. First she skillfully took out the various colors and sprinkled it into the soup, then picked up the spoon on the side to stir a few times, and finally closed the lid with satisfaction and left.
When she was watching Xiao Heng's room, Mei Niang secretly stood outside the house. Today's soup must taste very good. After waiting for her to drink, she will remember her cooking skills.
The confident Mei Niang patiently waited for the praise from the room, but after a while, there was a nausea.
Xiao Heng spit out the soup he had eaten, frowned, and looked very strange: "This soup, what's going on..."
When Mei Niang heard the spit, there was still a fluke to think that His Royal Highness felt that the Niang Niang's food was too unpalatable to swallow, but then she heard the "soup", and then Gu Suier seemed to have a taste. He also exclaimed: "Why is it like this, why is this smell? I didn't add any condiments!"
Mei Niang only felt that her confidence just disappeared like the snow covered with hot water.
After standing there for a long time, she shrugged her shoulders boringly.
The devastated Mei Niang left Xiao Heng's house listlessly and walked to the stove where she used to show her cooking skills. Looking at the various seasonings, she had deep doubts and frustration for the first time...
Gu Suier took all the soup to the guards outside to drink, but the guards drank vigorously.
After she came back, she closed the door, but the first thing she did was not to make soup again for Xiao Heng, but to look at him with scrutiny.
Xiao Heng was eating other meals at this time, and it was strange to see her think of herself this way: "What's wrong?"
Gu Suier hummed, no longer looking at him, but staying by his son's side, watching his son's mouth full of greasy food.
Little Achen likes to eat meat, and there is a lot of meat here, he really eats with relish.
The little cheeks were bulging, and there were even bright beads of sweat on his forehead.
Xiao Heng put down the bowls and chopsticks, and he finally realized that something was wrong.
"Sui'er?" He asked tentatively.
Gu Suier glanced at him: "Is the food delicious?"
Xiao Heng hasn't answered here yet, Xiao Achen nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "It's delicious, meat is delicious, mother's meat is delicious!"
Gu Suier raised her hand and rubbed Xiao Achen's head; "Mother's meat is delicious!"
Xiao Ah Chen: "Mother is delicious!"
Gu Suier slowly taught: "Mother-made it-the meat is delicious!"
Xiao Ah Chen said loudly and authentically: "The meat is delicious!"
Gu Suier gave up, snorted, and got up angrily: "You father and son, none of you have a conscience!"
Said to get up and go out.
Xiao Heng grabbed her arm, "Sui'er?"
Looking back, Gu Suier saw Xiao Heng's deep eyes staring at herself quietly.
That look was quite innocent.
Those who don't know thought he didn't know anything.
Humph.
Gu Suier finally asked now, "Who will cook for you before I come? Is it delicious?"
Xiao Heng twisted his eyebrows and thought for a while: "It's not very tasty, but it's edible."
Gu Suier: "How does the chef look like?"
Xiao Heng didn't understand: "Ms. Cook? Are all the cooks here male?"
Gu Suier was stunned.
After stunned, she thought about the incident, and then she understood, dare Xiao Heng never know who cooked for him? Then why should I eat that little dry vinegar for a Mei Niang who is confused? It's also so boring!
He smiled immediately.
She sat back briskly, touched her son's hair, and tenderly served his son to eat: "Good morning, this cake is delicious."
Xiao Heng: "Sui'er, what the is the cook?"
Gu Suier shook her head, pretending to be silly, with an innocent look: "What kind of cook?"
Xiao Heng: "Did you mention the chef just now?"
Gu Suier said solemnly: "You got it wrong, how can there be any cook? Is it possible that you are still looking forward to finding a cook to cook for you?"
Xiao Heng:...