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Chapter 27 Lamb Soup

This small interlude lasted only two or three minutes, so the mutton soup did not cool down, but it was not as hot as when it was in the pot. It was still steaming and the flavor was not reduced.

After cutting out the excess mutton, Qiao Yun mixed it with soy sauce, sesame oil, and coriander, and served it with the soup.

"Madam, don't you go to the front to eat with us?"

Before returning to the front hall, Meng Shaoqing looked back at Xue Meiniang reluctantly.

Qiao Yun took Meng Shaoqing's hand and said, "My mother has eaten it, so we can eat it."

She will never forget that there is a young man in front of her who is still eyeing her Snow Mei Niang covetously!

Qiao Yun did not intend to interfere with Xue Mei Niang's social interactions.

But since Xuemei Niang arrived, she has not gone out with her, and her beauty is an assassin whose life experience is a mystery. She is obviously staying with her to hide from some powerful person. Qiao Yun cannot drag irrelevant people into Xuemei.

In the muddy water behind my mother.

"Oh well."

Meng Shaoqing glanced at her maid Bichan, who then took the initiative to carry the tray.

After opening the door curtain and returning to the front hall, Meng Shaoheng glanced at several people with resentful eyes.

"You guys know how to come here and leave me alone to freeze outside! Does it take so long to serve soup?"

"Isn't there a plate of mutton that needs to be prepared freshly? You have kept me waiting for a long time."

Qiao Yun joked and placed the soup bowls on the table from the tray in Bichan's hand.

Slaves cannot eat at the same table as their masters. Although they can be more casual outside now, they cannot break the rules.

Bichan took her bowl and went to another table.

Qiao Yun went back to the kitchen and took out a basket of hot sesame cakes, and gave one to Bichan. The rest was placed on Meng Shaoheng's side of the table.

The mutton soup that has just been cooked is bright in color, white like milk, with a blend of water and fat, and a pure texture. Through the milky white soup, you can vaguely see the solid mutton in the bowl, and the chopped green onions make this bowl of soup look particularly pleasing.

Meng Shaoheng picked up the bowl, took a sip of the mutton soup, and praised it repeatedly.

"Fresh but not sour, fragrant but not greasy, good soup, good soup! With this bowl of soup, it's worth being cold for so long!"

After that, he took two pieces of mutton from the bowl and ate them.

The mutton is also rotten but not sticky, plump but not greasy at all.

He took out a flax cake from the bamboo basket, tore it into small pieces and soaked it in a bowl.

Meng Shaoqing originally drank the soup with a small spoon, but when he saw this, he followed his brother's example and took a sesame cake and drank it in the soup.

The dry and hard sesame cakes are soaked in the deliciousness of the mutton soup. They are crispy and have not been soaked by the soup. The more you chew, the more delicious they become, making you want to stop eating.

Meng Shaoqing also added some chili noodles to her bowl, which made the taste even better.

Originally, Qiao Yun was not very satisfied with the chili noodles - the chili peppers added to the mutton soup must be chili oil boiled with mutton fat and cooked sesame seeds. The chili noodles made from just ground dried chili peppers greatly reduced the flavor.

But it was enough to conquer the taste buds of ancient people.

Meng Shaoheng and Meng Shaoqing were indeed brothers and sisters. They even licked their lips with similar expressions after eating a biscuit soaked in soup. The two of them coincidentally took another biscuit, tore it open and soaked it in a bowl.

Qiao Yun turned her head and looked at Bichan who was standing aside. Bichan's appetite was obviously much smaller, and she took small bites of the puff pastry into her mouth, but she still ate without raising her head.

Ouch... According to this, selling mutton soup in the morning is much more exciting than selling steamed buns.

But if it sells mutton soup, the shop will be much smaller. It needs to be bigger, with more tables, and there will also need to be another clerk. One of them is grabbing cakes at the door of the shop, and the other is serving soup at the back.

The brother and sister were finally full of sesame cakes, but they couldn't bear to part with the unfinished soup in the bowl, so they began to slowly sip the soup in the bowl.

They started chatting at the same time.

Meng Shaoqing puffed up her little face and moved her cheeks. After she swallowed the mutton in her mouth, she turned to look at Meng Shaoheng.

"Brother, you should come back to the house to visit me during the Chinese New Year. My mother misses you very much."

Meng Shaoheng didn't care about this. He sneered, which sounded like it was squeezed out from the back of his nose.

"The old man said that if I can't study well this year, I won't go back. Look, when my whole family returned to Beijing to report on their work, no one came to the academy to inform me!"

Return to Beijing to report on your work?

Qiao Yun pricked up her ears.

Is there still an official in this family?

But it seemed that it was not good to listen to other people's family affairs. She smiled apologetically and said, "You guys chat, I'll go make some snacks and fill them up for Shaoqing when Shaoqing goes back later."

After saying that, he got up and pretended to go back to the backyard to be busy, but in fact he moved a bench and sat under the wall next to the back door to listen.

"Didn't the whole family go back?" Meng Shaoqing pursed her lips like an aggrieved little cat, "Didn't my mother and Qingqing stay with my brother? The only ones who returned to Chang'an were my grandparents and my father!"

"Aniang said that my father has been in office for the past three years without any success, and he will definitely stay here as the county magistrate. They will come back after the year. So it's not that I have left my brother behind, but I am worried about traveling on the road.

Delaying your study."

Meng Shaoqing protracted her voice, clinging to Meng Shaoheng's side and acting coquettishly: "Qingqing is so lonely in the old house alone. If you suppress yourself in the academy and refuse to come back, what will Qingqing and A Niang do?"

well.

If Meng Shaoheng was angry and rebellious towards his father, he had no temper at all towards Meng Shaoqing and A Niang.

He stroked the soft top of Meng Shaoqing's hair and slowed down his voice.

"It's not that I don't want to go back, it's just that I made an appointment with a few classmates who also haven't returned home to celebrate the New Year together, and I'll ask you, Sister Qiao, to cook the New Year's Eve dinner. If I break my promise, the old man won't be so angry as to whip me if he finds out."

Meng Shaoqing's eyes rolled after hearing this.

"Then we can let Sister Ayun take her mother to our house to celebrate the New Year!"

Meng Shaoheng was stunned.

Meng Shaoqing chuckled: "It's so pitiful for the two of them to be alone here. Don't we need as many people as possible during the Chinese New Year! Ah Yun's mutton stew is so delicious. It's just right for Grandma to have a taste of Ah Yun's craftsmanship."

Take that beautiful sister to your home to celebrate the New Year!

This girl's suggestion actually spoke to his heart!

Although by then, the New Year's Eve dinner would definitely be at the same table for the girls, and he and his classmates would sit outside across a screen.

But it was enough. When he got to his home, he would always have the chance to see the fairy-like lady with his own eyes.

It's not that I want to do anything or say anything - it's still too early, and people may not know me yet.

It's enough to take a few more glances from a distance and let her appearance be deeply imprinted in my heart.

The beauty he longs for day and night—

After coming back to his senses, Meng Shaoheng looked at his little sister with joy, and the more he looked at her, the more he liked her.

Why didn't I think this girl was so annoying before?

He wanted to kiss his sister hard on the face.

But after all, my sister is already an eleven-year-old girl. He rubbed Meng Shaoqing's face with both hands like dough, and kept praising: "You are worthy of being born in the same mother's womb as me! This proposal is simply ridiculous.

It hit my heart, I will buy you new clothes later!"

Meng Shaoqing was so stunned that she looked at her brother's face bursting into laughter and ecstasy. She was so frightened that she thought he had finally lost his mind in studying.

"However, this matter is not something I can decide. My dear sister, my dear brother, I'm asking you for this!" Meng Shaoheng showed a flattering smile, "You must persuade my mother-in-law when you go back.

If my mother agrees to let your Qiao family sister and her mother celebrate the New Year with us, my brother will get you whatever you want!"

That's what it was for.

Meng Shaoqing smiled: "Of course I'm going to persuade grandma to agree. But brother, you have to keep your word! If I persuade grandma, you will agree to whatever I want!"

Bi Chan looked at the innocent Sanniang Zi, and then looked at Mr. San Lang who was obviously holding back his thoughts and feelings, but hesitated to speak.

Could it be that Mr. Sanlang has fallen in love with this lady from the Qiao family?

Although if one ignores her background, Mrs. Qiao’s temperament is indeed enough to be an official’s wife, but, but...

The county magistrate and the old man in the family attach great importance to family background, and their temperament is quite old-fashioned.

Originally, Mr. Sanlang's failure in studying was enough to make the two elders unhappy. If they knew that Mr. Sanlang had fallen in love with a merchant's girl again, wouldn't he faint from anger?

She was anxious and conflicted.

If she obstructs this matter, Mr. Sanlang may prevent her from seeing the sun tomorrow.

But if Mr. Sanlang is allowed to mess around, and when the old man finds out, Mr. Sanlang will not be able to see the sun the next day!

How can this be good?

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