After retiring from the circle, the queen of Jiaoye spoiled the rich and powerful

"Hey, don't let that girl run away!"

At this moment, Teng Si finally came to his senses, shouted loudly, and wanted to catch up with him.

Just as he took a step, he was stopped by someone. He raised his head and saw, isn't this Chen Maosheng?

"Mr. Chen? This is you?"

Teng Si's face darkened, and he felt angry when Chen Maosheng came out to stop him at this time.

"Mr. Teng Si, my wife's body is now at a very weak point. I will try anything that can save her. So now, anyone who wants to disturb my wife will only have to die."

Chen Maosheng looked at Teng Si and said word by word.

"Mr. Chen, I invited you back!"

Teng Si gritted his teeth and said.

"Mr. Teng Si, I'm sorry."

Chen Maosheng could only glance at Teng Si full of apology, but his whole body remained motionless.

On the other side, Song Weitang dragged Zhang Yan back to the hall of the Teng family quickly.

"Eat some of this first."

On the way, Zhang Yan's face became more and more ugly. If she was not afraid of being rude, she might have vomited it up on the spot. At this time, a small jar was stuffed into her hand.

It looks a bit similar to the original pickle jar, only smaller and more delicate.

Zhang Yan pulled out the plug curiously, and the sweet and sour smell of plums came from inside.

The originally intense discomfort was alleviated in an instant.

Zhang Yan poured out one and put it in her mouth. The sweet and sour plum meat instantly made her feel a lot better from head to toe.

"There are too many preserved fruit additives out there that are not suitable for you to eat. I made this for my little nephew. It is all natural and has no additives."

In order to reassure Zhang Yan, Song Weitang said it specially.

"Thank you, it's delicious."

Zhang Yan said softly, she is not lying, this preserved plum meat is really delicious, it is completely different from the ones she has eaten before, most of the preserved fruits that she usually eats are pickled in various ways, and most of them are preserved in the later stage. Processed taste.

But when the preserved fruit is in the mouth, it is sweet and sour, it will not make you feel too sour, nor will it make you feel too sweet, it is the kind of aroma that belongs to the fruit itself.

Zhang Yan was arranged to sit by the window, facing a crape myrtle tree outside the window, the crape myrtle flower was swaying when the wind blew, and the nausea in my heart was relieved at the moment, Zhang Yan was the first time since she was pregnant There is this relaxed mood.

This child was hard-won. In order to keep this child, she and Chen Maosheng almost exhausted their efforts.

She hasn't felt this way for a long, long time.

Here Song Weitang has quickly thrown himself into the kitchen.

Song Weitang looked at the ingredients in the kitchen at the moment.

Because of Mr. Teng's birthday tomorrow, the ingredients in the kitchen are extremely rich.

Song Weitang casually picked up the last few ingredients. The lady hadn't eaten much for a long time, so when she ate again, firstly, it had to be easily digestible food, and secondly, it could supplement the nutrients her body was desperately short of at the moment.

A sturgeon arowana was directly picked up by Song Weitang, she cleaned the fish quickly, and then picked out the fish meat directly.

If someone saw it at this moment, they would be very surprised.

You should know that basically all chefs can do deboning fish.

But to do what Song Weitang did, to be able to directly separate all the fish meat and bones, that's absolutely impossible.

In a short while, all the fish meat was shaved by her.

Song Weitang grabbed another handful of rice and washed it.

The Teng family is rich and powerful. For tomorrow's birthday banquet, they chose Xiangshui tribute rice produced in Heicheng, the extreme north of country A. This kind of rice can only be found in Heicheng, because it was left over from the eruption of volcanic lava tens of thousands of years ago. The land is extremely fertile, contains a variety of organic matter, and has a unique atmosphere at 35 degrees north latitude, which makes the rice here taste soft and glutinous, with a unique aroma.

This kind of rice is the most suitable for cooking porridge.

After Song Weitang washed the rice, the water in the casserole was boiled, and then the rice was put down, and the porridge started to cook when the fire boiled.

The crystal clear rice kept rolling in the casserole, and Song Weitang kept stirring, so that every grain of rice was soaked and surrounded by boiling water.

When the rich rice aroma begins to linger in the kitchen.

Occasionally, people who pass by can't help sniffing.

"It smells so good!"

After the porridge was completely cooked, Song Weitang put the shaved fish into the casserole.

Then, at the fastest speed, let the fish completely melt into the porridge and heat it evenly. In this way, the aroma of the fish and rice blends instantly. Sprinkle a little salt. The aroma of this pot of porridge is enough to make the mouth water.

Song Weitang quickly removed the casserole.

The residual heat of the casserole continued to warm the porridge in the pot.

Song Weitang turned her head to look to one side again, and saw the sauerkraut on the other side, she directly took the sauerkraut and cut it into small cubes, then fried it with condiments.

A pot of steaming shredded fish porridge and a plate of diced sauerkraut were brought to the table by Song Weitang.

After being hungry for many days, I didn't feel hungry at all. Zhang Yan, who felt like throwing up when he smelled everything, couldn't help swallowing when he smelled this smell.

Song Weitang picked up the small bowl and gave Zhang Yan a bowl and handed it over.

Zhang Yan didn't hesitate, the boiling hot white porridge, considering that she was pregnant, didn't even put scallion and ginger in it.

One sip, the thick rice fragrance, is the pure rice fragrance, the whole mouth seems to be wrapped in an instant.

Served with the slightly spicy sauerkraut next to it, it is indescribably satisfying to eat in one bite.

Zhang Yan only felt that his appetite was instantly opened.

By the time she realized it, she had already eaten up that small bowl of porridge.

She licked her lips, still wanting to eat.

In fact, she doesn't like fish very much. No matter how good the chef is, the fish he cooks seems to have a fishy smell.

But this can of porridge, obviously without any seasoning, only the freshness of the fish and the fragrance of the rice grains, blended together, it is simply a fairy taste.

"You haven't eaten for a long time before, so now you must eat small amounts and often, and don't be greedy for too much at a time."

Song Weitang hastily stopped him.

"Eat a little bit more!"

Looking at the hot pot of porridge in front of him, Zhang Yan only felt the hunger he had never felt before, and it was so painful to see that he couldn't eat it!

She looked at Song Weitang pitifully.

You have to know that since she was pregnant, God knows, let alone eat well, she hasn't even eaten a full meal, she has no appetite for anything, and she feels like vomiting when she sees everything.

Relying on pickles before, I was able to eat a little bit.

Later, the pickles were all eaten, and she hadn't eaten anything seriously for many days.

Facing Zhang Yan's gaze, Song Weitang couldn't bear to refuse, after all, this person was not alone, there was another person in her belly.

To put it bluntly, Zhang Yan is now completely sallow and emaciated.

Song Weitang spooned another half of the bowl and handed it over.

"Eat."

Hearing Song Weitang's words, Zhang Yan hugged the bowl happily, because she had eaten a bowl before, she felt that the strength of her whole body was gradually coming back, this time, she ate in small mouthfuls.

Every bite is really delicious!