allonlinenovel Chapter 323 It tastes very good.
Chapter 323 It tastes very good.
Chapter 323 It tastes very good.
For several hours that afternoon, Mu Xiaoyu spent most of her time in the kitchen. She would occasionally add things to the casserole, not randomly, but after asking the housekeeper, who explained that for soups like this, the ingredients should be added one by one and simmered slowly for the best results.
Why are you suddenly interested in this today?
Mu Xiaoyu was incredibly bored. She was sitting on a small stool in the kitchen, almost dozing off, when suddenly Li Chenxu's voice came from behind her.
She immediately sobered up a bit, turned around to look at Li Chenxu behind her, yawned, and then muttered, "What am I interested in? You're sick, I only feel at ease if I personally prepare the soup for you."
As she was speaking, Mu Xiaoyu suddenly seemed to remember something, and quickly stood up. She placed her hand on Li Chenxu's forehead to feel it, and after confirming that the fever had not returned, she asked, "Is there anything else that makes you feel uncomfortable?"
"It's much better than this morning."
Li Chenxu liked seeing Mu Xiaoyu care about him. Every time he saw Mu Xiaoyu being worried about him, he would look at her carefully, not wanting to miss any expression on her face.
Even with Li Chenxu's words, Mu Xiaoyu was still somewhat uneasy. But she had already done everything she could, and there was nothing she could do about it now, no matter how much she worried.
So in the end, her small face, no bigger than a palm, was filled with a serious and heartbroken expression, like a little old woman.
Li Chenxu couldn't help but laugh. He reached out and gently pinched Mu Xiaoyu's cheek, saying, "Alright, don't worry, I'm really fine. Is the soup ready? I'm a little hungry; I haven't eaten much lately."
"It should be ready by now. It's been simmering for five or six hours. Try it and see how it tastes."
It was Mu Xiaoyu's first time making soup. As she spoke, she quickly ladled a small bowl of soup from the clay pot and handed it to Li Chenxu. Her bright eyes were full of anticipation as she looked at Li Chenxu.
Li Chenxu couldn't help but chuckle as he watched, then glanced at the pork rib soup in the bowl.
The color looked good, but it seemed a little different from the soup I usually make at home. Li Chenxu had never tasted Mu Xiaoyu's soup before, and he immediately became somewhat looking forward to it.
He gently blew on the slightly hot pork rib soup, then took a small sip.
"How about it?"
"Not bad...not bad."
Li Chenxu's expression was a little strange. He took a sip of soup, and only took a second sip a few seconds later. Apart from the strange expression at the beginning, he seemed to be no different from usual.
It doesn't seem too bad to drink.
How much pork rib soup was made?
"There were probably only three or four bowls, what's wrong?"
Neither Li Chenxu nor Mu Xiaoyu particularly like stews, so they rarely make stews like this.
"The pork rib soup is delicious. Can I drink it all when it gets cold?"
"There's so much, how could you possibly finish it all by yourself? And you can't just drink the soup, can you?"
Mu Xiaoyu looked at Li Chenxu in surprise. Could it be because the soup she made was too delicious? After saying that, she wanted to serve herself a bowl to taste it.
Li Chenxu noticed Mu Xiaoyu's movements and quickly pulled her back.
He didn't know how to tell Mu Xiaoyu that this bowl of pork rib soup was really awful.
Mu Xiaoyu really doesn't have a talent for cooking, but you can't just say that directly, because that would discourage her from cooking.
Moreover, this was soup that Mu Xiaoyu had spent the whole afternoon making, and he didn't want to waste it just because it tasted bad.
After hesitating for a few seconds, Li Chenxu said, "I'm really hungry today, and you saw the medicine I took today. It's not good for my stomach. I'll drink more soup to soothe my stomach for now, and I can eat something else later."
"But……"
Mu Xiaoyu was still a little hesitant. She knew that men always ate more than women, but in Mu Xiaoyu's opinion, Li Chenxu didn't eat that much. Although the soup she made today wasn't much, it felt like quite a lot.
So much, can we finish it all?
"Alright then, I'll drink it if I really can't finish it later."
After hesitating for a while, under Li Chenxu's expectant gaze, Mu Xiaoyu finally nodded in agreement.
"Alright, stop standing in the kitchen. I'll ladle out the soup. Go sit down and wait for dinner."
Li Chenxu was a little uneasy, but he was also afraid that if he said too much, Mu Xiaoyu would become suspicious. So in the end, he could only nod and leave the kitchen, but he couldn't help but glance at the casserole a few more times.
In Mu Xiaoyu's eyes, his appearance made it seem like he absolutely loved the soup.
Mu Xiaoyu knew her own cooking skills quite well, and seeing how much Li Chenxu liked it, she felt very strange. After Li Chenxu left, Mu Xiaoyu also served herself some soup.
Fearing that Li Chenxu might not have enough to drink, Mu Xiaoyu only served herself a little.
However, even this small amount, not even a sip, caused Mu Xiaoyu to vomit immediately after drinking it.
It tastes awful!
The meat had a very strong fishy smell, and it was also low in salt. I don't know if it was because too much sugar was added, but it was also very sweet. The overall taste was extremely strange.
Mu Xiaoyu didn't drink a single drop; she felt like she was about to vomit from the fishy taste in her mouth.
She quickly went outside, stuffed a piece of candy into her mouth, and then felt a little better.
"what happened?"
Seeing Mu Xiaoyu's pale face, Li Chenxu thought that Mu Xiaoyu was not feeling well, so he quickly came over.
Mu Xiaoyu shook her head, looking at Li Chenxu with a complicated expression, and said hesitantly, "Um... the pork rib soup is so awful, how can you say it's delicious!"
"You just drank something?"
At this moment, Li Chenxu finally understood why Mu Xiaoyu was acting this way. Mu Xiaoyu was already a picky eater, and the taste of that pork rib soup was indescribable.
Mu Xiaoyu isn't vomiting right now, which is already a good thing.
Mu Xiaoyu nodded, looking at Li Chenxu's calm and composed demeanor, she was utterly impressed.
"The taste isn't great, but I can still drink it. Besides, it's soup you made for me yourself. Even if it doesn't taste good, I'll still drink it."
These sweet words flowed effortlessly from her lips, making Mu Xiaoyu blush and her heart race with joy.
But precisely because of this, she couldn't let Li Chenxu drink that soup.
She tiptoed and kissed Li Chenxu on the lips, then hugged him and said affectionately, "Brother Chenxu, I know what you're thinking. But I made this soup so that you would feel happy and that it would taste good, so that you would be healthy, not so that you would make yourself suffer by drinking something that doesn't taste good."
In fact, Li Chenxu was not wronged at all. The soup did not taste good, but he felt really happy. He believed that any man would have drunk the soup in this situation.