Chapter 127: Chapter 127 Eat the Food Cooked by Your Sister
Translator: 549690339
“Brother Tong, hand me the meat and the basket,” Qiao Dami said.
He was craving for fried rice at home!
Tong Sanlang responded with a slight smirk, “Here you go. We have plenty at home anyway. If you feel shy, you can bring me something delicious next time.”
Qiao Dami let out a sound of agreement, his face lit up with a bright smile, “My sister is steaming rice at home. She’s making fried rice. The food she cooks is delicious. She’s also stewed some chicken feet. They smell so good!”
With that, the bright smile on his face good froze for a moment, quickly replaced by a look of regret. Oh no!
He forgot to bring some chicken feet for Brother Tong!
“Brother Tong, next time I visit, I’ll definitely bring you some chicken feet!” he promised, his small fists tightly clenched.
He was introverted and didn’t have many friends. Though he had a lot of cousins, there was only one who was friendly, but that kind Qiao Dazhu was too old to play with him.
Each time he came to Tong Family due to some family matters, Tong Sanlang was always very gracious, pampering him like a loving elder brother.
He quickly took a liking to this older brother!
Whenever he had anything delicious, he naturally wanted to share it with this brother, but it wasn’t possible for this brother to come over to his house for meals.
Therefore, his small face showed genuine regret. “Brother Tong, you can’t taste my sister’s cooking because you’re not at my house. That’s such a shame.”
The smile on Tong Sanlang’s handsome face deepened as he ruffled Qiao Dami’s head, saying, “There will be a chance.”
“Huh?” Qiao Dami looked at him with a puzzled expression, tilting his little head.
“Your Grandpa Tong is about to celebrate his sixtieth birthday soon. At that time, we can invite your sister to cook for the birthday banquet, then I can taste your sister’s cooking.”
“Oh, 1 see!” Qiao Dami understood, then nodded vigorously. “Okay, okay, okay, at that time, I’ll have my sister cook Tofu, Bean Curd, and Bean Sprouts. Brother Tong, you and Grandpa Tong must taste it well!”
“Alright,” Tong Sanlang nodded indulgently.
“Brother Tong, I am heading home now!”
“Carrying the basket, be careful not to spill the goat milk,” Tong Sanlang reminded him.
“I won’t spill it!” Qiao Dami promptly confirmed, then he picked up the basket and left.
Tong Sanlang watched his small figure disappear, arched his thick eyebrows and turned back into his room to continue reading.
Now that Qiao Xiaomai has appeared in Anping Village, he naturally had to take care of it.
He should get closer to them and understand their situation better.
The distance between the Tong and Qiao Family was quite far. By the time Qiao Dami managed to carry home the goat milk carefully, the aroma of rice was already wafting through their courtyard.
He cheerfully cried out and went into the kitchen with the goat milk, quickly repeating everything Tong Sanlang had told him.
Qiao Xiaomai was a bit surprised.
After crossing over, she was so busy trying to make money that she almost forgot about her identity: she was the daughter of the village’s head chef. Whenever there were occasions in the village, people would come to invite Zhuang Luhe, and she used to assist.
In the past, she mostly assisted, and the main dishes were prepared by Zhuang Luhe. Now that Tong Sanlang had mentioned it, did he mean to hand the position of head chef for the birthday banquet over to her?
She felt slightly nervous.
She only ever cooked in her own kitchen and had never faced such a big event!
Thinking this, her gaze fell on the pot of goat milk.
She leaned over to take a closer look. The goat’s milk had been boiled and the goaty smell had already been removed; it only needed to be heated up.
She clicked her tongue a few times. This was certainly something even better than cow milk – good for the five organs, nourishing the heart and lungs, treating weakness, benefiting the skin, and promoting healthy hair. As recorded in ancient texts, drinking goat milk regularly gave one a youthful appearance.
Running her hand over her somewhat coarse cheek, Qiao Xiaomai felt that it was absolutely necessary to raise a goat..