Traveling to the ancient harem

Chapter 143 Mr. Qiu Protects Food

"Grandma, Second Aunt, I also left a lot for Mom. I brought these here especially for you. Please eat them. To be honest, I ate a lot today."

Everyone in the room laughed. Qiu Yun'er's father looked at his daughter with eyes full of doting: "When you go out, don't show your love of food, or else others will laugh at you."

"Dad, you didn't see it. If you had seen those young ladies holding their stomachs while eating today, you wouldn't have scolded me." Qiu Yun'er protested.

"Nonsense." Old Madam Qiu scolded with a smile.

"It's true..." Qiu Yun'er recounted today's meal one by one, especially when talking about the sweet and sour carp, she added: "Grandmother, Second Aunt, you must also like the sweet and sour taste. If you were here, that big carp wouldn't be enough for the two of you."

"Just the sauce on the plate can make me eat three bowls of rice if I mix it with rice," Qiu Yuner emphasized.

Her grandmother and second aunt looked at the mute child with resentment. She was just talking about food but couldn't get it. Wasn't she just trying to make them jealous?

"And you three." Qiu Yun'er treated them indiscriminately: "I think you can eat a whole bowl of that twice-cooked pork."

The three grown men were almost dying of anxiety. How can you make it delicious? Please tell me quickly.

By the time she finished speaking, she had successfully made everyone in the room hungry.

“Is it really that delicious?” The old man was also a foodie, and his sons followed him, but they pretended not to eat well so no one knew.

"Just try the orchid beans and you'll know," suggested Mrs. Qiu.

Everyone then remembered that they were just listening, and realized that there was already a ready-made one.

The oil paper package was opened, and the plump broad beans were cut open from the bottom and fried until crispy, and sprinkled with spicy sauce prepared by Huang Ye himself, which they had never seen before. They usually eat broad beans, always boiled, and this one looks shiny and oily, and they want to eat it just by looking at it.

The Second Master took one without thinking and put it in his mouth. Qiu Yuner hurriedly reminded him, "When we left, they told us to remove the skin."

"Fragrant...what's that smell? It's delicious..." Erye took another one and this time he peeled it.

"This is spicy." Qiu Yun'er was very proud. She was the only one in the family who knew this word.

When she looked over proudly, she saw that several people present, including her grandmother and second aunt, were peeling them with their hands. She didn't want to be outdone, so she reached out and took one as well. She had never eaten this before.

Mr. Qiu suddenly wrapped up the unfolded oil paper and coughed: "This is the appetizer that Mr. Huang gave me. You have all tasted it. You can eat it slowly later." The old woman was also unconscious. He didn't eat the one given to her, so why couldn't she stop eating it when it came to him?

The other two sons were also ignorant, especially the youngest. He had just observed that he ate the most food, the fastest, and was not afraid of the saltiness. It was all because of the old woman's pampering that he didn't know how to be considerate of his father when eating. You know, after they were finished, there would be no more. How could he go to someone else's house to ask for more?

Seeing the old man guarding his food so protectively, Madam Qiu had no choice but to order the meal to be served. The dinner was served, filling up a large table. With Qiu Yuner's vivid description just now, no one was very interested in the food on the table.

At this time, a large bowl of shredded radish mixed with sesame oil was brought out and placed on the table. The shredded radish, with even the radish flesh soaked in red, attracted everyone's attention.

"This steamed bun is delicious." Qiu Yun'er had only eaten steamed rolls before, so she naturally thought that this steamed bun was delicious.

"Where are the steamed buns?" Old Madam Qiu asked the little girl who delivered the meal.

"The food delivered by the main kitchen this evening was noodles," the little girl replied.

“Then let’s go buy some outside.” As a foodie, how can I tolerate delicious ingredients that are not well paired?

The old man had already picked up a few and put them in his mouth. Hmm, they were sour and spicy, and crispy. He picked up the wine bowl and took a sip. This was the perfect side dish.

The servant quickly bought the steamed buns and saw that no one touched the delicious dishes on the table. Instead, the bowl of shredded radish was not enough. He ordered the kitchen to mix the remaining half and send it over. As a result, the steamed buns were not enough again, so he had to eat them with noodles. Only then did he realize that noodles were also delicious.

After dinner, the old man touched his belly and said, "Yun'er, the people in the Huang Mansion are all good people. When you have nothing to do, go to the Huang Mansion more often..."

Although he didn't say anything else, Qiu Yun understood. It was just about bringing back more delicious food.

After chatting for a while, several people went back. Qiu Yuner followed her father and said, "Dad, go visit mom when you have time. She..."

"You also know that she will be unhappy if I go there. I'm afraid that she will get angry and hurt herself. Her health is not good to begin with..." Father Qiu was also helpless. For many years, his wife disliked him and would lose her temper when she saw him.

"I will try to persuade mother." She was too lazy to say anything else. Her father was a typical man who did big things. He was very sensitive to current affairs, but was particularly slow to react to things happening in the backyard. It seemed that only when mother got better could they reconcile, but mother's health... the little girl was so worried that she didn't know what to do.