The real daughter is really not a human being

When the fragrance from the kitchen wafted out again, Zhao Yan even wanted to rush in and bring out the fish soup.

Fortunately, thanks to the teachings of sages that he had learned over the years, he was not able to unleash his true nature.

At this moment, with the soup in front of him, Zhao Yan couldn't bear it anymore!

"Master, there are no chopsticks in the room! There are no bowls!" The servant boy wailed. They went out to eat every day, and there was no such thing at home.

Zhao Yan didn't care about that! He directly picked up the teacup next to him and scooped half a cup of fish soup from the big soup bowl. He didn't care about the heat and poured it directly into his mouth.

It’s hot! It’s so hot!

In addition to being hot, it also tastes fresh, fragrant and smooth!

He has never eaten such delicious fish soup in his life!

Looking at the fish in the basin, Zhao Yan scratched his head and almost wanted to use the brush on his desk. He endured it again and again and said, "Go ask the neighbors to borrow two pairs of chopsticks and two bowls! Oh, and a soup spoon!"

The book boy went out for a while, borrowed these things from Sun's room, and hurried back into the house.

The master and servant began to attack the city and plunder the pot of fish soup!

The portion of fish soup that Mrs. Sun gave was extremely large, enough to fill two grown men!

Zhao Yan first drank a bowl of soup, filling the emptiness in his heart for a long time, and then slowly put his chopsticks on the fish! The fish that can make such a delicious fish soup must also be delicious!

He felt that no words in the human world could describe the taste of the fish at this moment! It was as if this was the fairy fish in the Yaochi of the Queen Mother in heaven. Taking a bite, it was light and had a fairy taste! It satisfied his taste buds to a great extent!

Even the most delicious wine and the most outstanding singing and dancing outside could not compare to the satisfying feeling he felt at that moment.

Zhao Yan and his servant finished a bowl of fish soup almost at the speed of swallowing it, and their burps were filled with the aroma of the fish soup.

Zhao Yan touched his bulging stomach and felt a little regretful that he had such a small appetite. Fortunately, he had finished the fish soup without leaving a drop, so he didn't need to regret it.

Just as Zhao Yan was about to stand up and go outside to digest his food, he suddenly stopped and said to the book boy beside him: "Zhishu, is there no fish bone in the fish soup?"

Zhishu was cleaning up the dishes. When he heard this, he looked at the table!

There were indeed no fish bones when they were eating it just now. Now that they have finished eating, there are no bones in the pot.

Zhishu: "Master, there really is no fish bone!"

No fish bones in the fish soup!

If he had heard these words at the beginning, Zhao Yan would have thought that the man was joking, or that he had used a special technique to shave out all the bones in the fish meat, leaving only the fish paste!

But this is a whole fish!

Zhao Yan sighed in his heart! It's not surprising that someone who makes such fish soup has superb knife skills.

After sighing, Zhao Yan said sadly: "Zhishu, I feel like I can no longer eat the food in the restaurant outside!"

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In the small house on the other side, Sun finished her meal with Yaoguang, and then took Yaoguang to think about making money.

Although the money Sun had was enough for the two of them to spend for a while, it would not make sense for them to just sit here and do nothing and spend all their money for half a month!

Sun was thinking about making money and talked to Yaoguang about it. She planned to take on some laundry or sewing work, or go out and look for a job that didn't require much capital. Every penny saved was a penny earned.

There was another knock on the door of the cottage. Dong, Dong, Dong—

Sun went to open the door and saw that it was the servant who came over. He was holding a pottery basin and bowls and chopsticks in his hands. He seemed to have come back to return the bowls. So she smiled and walked forward: "You are here to return the bowls and chopsticks!"

Zhishu nodded and handed over the washed dishes.

Sun took the chopsticks and placed them next to the stove.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhishu took a look at the little girl sitting in the house.

The lighting in the room was not very good. The little girl sat in the dark corner of the stove, well-behaved, as quiet and beautiful as a lady from a noble family!

No, it’s not a lady from a noble family, it’s the living god of cooking!

Zhishu looked at Yaoguang with a bit of awe in his eyes.

Sun turned around and saw the book boy still standing at the door. She adjusted her skirt a little stiffly and walked forward to ask, "Is there anything else?"

Zhishu smiled and said, "Your fish soup is delicious. My young master asked me to come here to thank you!"

As he spoke, Zhishu handed over a purse!

Sun looked at her purse and waved her hands hastily, "How can I do that? You bought the vegetables, how can I accept your money?"

Zhishu was afraid that the old lady would not accept it, and was also afraid that he would not be able to eat the food made by the God of Cooking in the days to come. Zhishu showed some gratitude on his face and said, "You should accept it! If you don't accept it, my young master will punish me when I go back!"

"You don't know! Thanks to your fish soup! After eating it, my young master stopped missing home, and he was in a better mood to read today. The young master asked me to come over and give you a big gift to express my gratitude!"

The book boy praised him highly and bowed to him.

"It's just a bowl of fish soup, no big deal!" Sun said shyly. It was the first time that the old lady was praised by someone at such an old age, and the person who praised her was a scholar of status, so she was very happy.

Seeing the old lady happy, Zhishu took the opportunity to tell her what his young master had told him: "It is because your meal is so good that my young master has no appetite for anything else after eating it. He only wants to eat your meal. I wonder if you can make more and share some with our young master? It will help relieve his homesickness."

"Don't worry, our young master has no shortage of money, and he will give you enough." Zhishu took the opportunity to assure.

Sun was just thinking about going out to find a job, and in the blink of an eye, the job was right in front of him.

He nodded and agreed, "Okay, I'll cook for two more people."

Zhishu took the opportunity to hand over the purse, "Thank you for your hard work, old lady. Just do what you think is right. Our young master is not picky about food!"

As long as the food is delicious, their young master is not picky about food!

After the others left, Sun opened her purse and found five taels of silver inside. Her expression changed from joy to surprise.

"Why is there so much money?" Sun said, turning to look at Yaoguang next to her, wanting to ask Yaoguang for advice.

"Yaoguang, what do you think our aunt should do? He gave us too much silver. Should we pay some back to him?" asked Sun.

Even if you cook and buy groceries for others, you don't need so much money.

Yaoguang's answer was also very direct, "Aunt, don't you want to make money? You keep this money and pay him according to the price of dishes in the restaurant outside. After deducting the cost, it is all your profit."

Hearing Yaoguang's words, Sun patted her thigh!

"This is a good idea. The little girl is smarter than me." Sun said, but she was afraid that she would not be able to remember it, so she called Yaoguang to help her remember it.

After calculating the meal, Sun Shi didn't make much money. The restaurant made money from customers. If there were more than one customer, Sun Shi would be busy, but it would take her a long time to prepare a meal, which was not a problem for her.

As for her spare time, she still wants to take on some laundry work.