Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Jian Shutong also cast his eyes towards Shi Qinglan upon hearing the voice.

She took a heart-shaped radish and carved a lifelike rose with a knife. The green thin skin was like green leaves, and the rose-red core of the radish was gradually changing color. The knifework was delicate and exquisite, beautiful and moving...

"A radish can be made so beautiful! You are so amazing!" Monica's eyes were shining with stars.

She looked at Shi Qinglan with admiration. Perhaps because she had been communicating with her for a whole day, her name became more intimate.

Shi Qinglan's red lips curled up slightly, and the rose carved from the radish fell into her palm. She handed it to the other party, "For you."

"Really?" Monica's eyes became brighter.

She looked at Shi Qinglan with surprise, and carefully took the rose, holding it in both hands, "It's really beautiful! I declare that I am your fan from now on!"

"Besides my goddess Qingyue, you are the only one I am a fan of! I don't even like my brother!"

Monica raised her little face with some pride, and there was a bit of complacency between her eyebrows. This little look was very cute.

Shi Qinglan raised his eyebrows slightly, "..."

Then maybe she was a fan of the same person from beginning to end.

Jian Shutong pursed her lips and looked at the two of them, especially when she saw that Monica was very good to Shi Qinglan and they were familiar with each other like close friends, she felt sour as a lemon...

She hadn't been so close to the princess in such a long time in the royal family!

"It's nothing special." Jian Shutong curled his lips slightly, muttered softly and continued to prepare the ingredients in his hand.

Doesn't she just love to make these fancy things? She also made lotus crisps in the show before, which were so pretty and scary. The same is true for the radish this time...

This kind of knife skills can be carved by any chef.

Shi Qinglan didn't care what Jian Shutong thought of her. After preparing the ingredients, she put them all aside, "Little princess, please stay away a little, so that the hot oil won't splash on your delicate face."

Hearing this, Monica stepped back and hid.

The sound of hot oil sounded immediately, and the oil beads jumped in the pot with a sizzling sound. The ginger and garlic slices were stir-fried, and fennel, tangerine peel, bay leaves, angelica, star anise, cinnamon and other spices were added to stir-fry until fragrant. There were also peppercorns and chili peppers as spicy seasonings.

Before the crayfish was put into the pot, the rich fragrance instantly spread in the kitchen. The taste was really charming and intoxicating.

Jian Shutong was cooking lotus root oatmeal porridge. The faint fragrance just overflowed a little, but it was completely covered by Shi Qinglan's seasoning, especially the spicy smoke, which even smoked her eyes...

"Cough cough cough!" She covered her lips and coughed violently a few times.

Monica was a little far away from the stove, so she didn't smell the choking smoke. She just felt that the wonderful fragrance instantly aroused her appetite, "I really want to try it..."

"You can't eat it now, it's just seasoning." Shi Qinglan looked back gracefully, with a smile on her red lips.

As soon as the voice fell, she put the processed crayfish into the pot, and when its surface was red and curled up, she poured in cooking wine and vinegar and stir-fried it evenly, and then stir-fried it with bean paste and sweet noodle sauce over high heat, and added sugar to enhance the flavor.

Cover the pot and simmer, waiting for the sauce to collect and serve.

"It smells so good! It smells so good!" Monica took a few deep breaths of the rich aroma, and was almost dying of greed.

Her eyes were full of excitement and curiosity, "I finally know why Wang's wife keeps talking about spicy crayfish every day! I want to try this Chinese delicacy tonight!"

"Okay." Shi Qinglan's red lips curved slightly, "If you like it, I'll leave the recipe for your chef to make it later."

Monica nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "You must keep it!"

Hearing this, Jian Shutong glanced at her with a faint look in his eyes, "Miss Shi is really generous. As a chef of state banquets, she dares to give away her exclusive cooking recipes to others at will."

"After all, every Chinese dish I have handled has several exclusive recipes of my own. There is no way... There are too many to sell, so I have to give them away."

Shi Qinglan's red lips curled slightly, looking at her with a sweet smile, deliberately pretending to be a bitch, which really pissed Jian Shutong off to death, and made him feel very upset!

What does it mean to have so much that you can only give it away...

Jian Shutong tightly grasped the spatula. For a chef, the most precious thing is not only the cooking skills, but also the exclusive recipes that he has refined. Especially for dishes like spicy crayfish, the taste varies greatly depending on the ratio of the seasonings, so the recipe is even more important!

She has always kept these recipes in her hands, occasionally selling them at a high price, but when Shi Qinglan...

"What will Xiaoshi do next?" Monica looked at Shi Qinglan with starry eyes, blinking her eyes constantly.

Shi Qinglan smiled slightly, "Boiled pork slices, Shenghua soup, braised chicken, is there anything else you want to eat?"

Monica was stunned. She knew nothing about Chinese cuisine. She only followed Wang Sao to taste a few dishes made by Jian Shutong. They were relatively light and had no special taste, so she was not impressed. She had never heard of what Shi Qinglan said...

"There is no need for Shenghua soup." Jian Shutong glanced at her with indifferent eyes, "Since we are all international nutritionists, how could we not know the common sense of using Shenghua soup to regulate confinement? I have prepared it."

Although the little princess has been born for more than three months, Shi Muning should have been out of confinement long ago, but Shenghua soup has been drinking all the time, and Jian Shutong's medicine is also added in it...

"Really." Shi Qinglan raised the corners of his lips, and his smile was slightly cold.

But he still didn't change his mind, "Miss Jian, just do your own thing. As for which bowl the princess prefers to drink... the decision is up to her, not us."

"You..." Jian Shutong looked at her with gritted teeth.

But Shi Qinglan smiled brightly, and her delicate eyes were shimmering. The brighter her smile was, the more angry Jian Shutong was, but he didn't dare to get angry...

Otherwise, she would look so petty!

Jian Shutong clenched the spatula in his hand even more, glared at Shi Qinglan fiercely, and then turned his eyes back to the biochemical soup he was making. One hand reached into his pocket and gently touched the medicine bag, ready to find a time to put the medicine in...

Shi Qinglan's spicy crayfish was out of the pot, hot oil was poured on the meat slices, and dried chili and pepper were sprinkled, and the fragrance was also overflowing.

Her portion of the biochemical soup had already been brewed. In addition to the usual ingredients, she also asked Monica to help call for a few herbs and prepared a conditioning potion to brew together.

During all this process, she glanced at Jian Shutong from time to time, observing her movements, and sure enough, she saw that she suddenly became sneaky...

As if she was hesitating to do something with the bowl of biochemical soup.

And Jian Shutong was always observing Shi Qinglan. She thought that the other party was not paying attention to her, so she found a time when she was frying the chicken on a high fire and secretly took out the medicine bag...

But she didn't expect to hear a lazy voice suddenly, and Shi Qinglan's beautiful eyes glanced lightly, "Miss Jian, what ingredients are you going to put in? Do you mind letting me learn?"

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