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Whether it is prejudice or contempt, in the eyes of Fu Yu at the beginning of their marriage, Wei Youtong was just a squeamish daughter with no beauty but many problems. She was ignorant of worldly affairs and arrogant.
Such women are everywhere in and outside Qizhou.
Therefore, in the few encounters he had, he was biased and biased. Now it seems that he has gone astray.
Although this woman has had her faults before, standing in the position of Young Madam of the South Tower, she does not lose her status.
Fu Yu's thoughts moved slightly, he looked away and said, "Okay. I will pay attention to it in the future."
This is considered a promise.
Youtong was originally worried that this man would not listen to her explanation because he was embarrassed in public that day, but he did not expect that he would be reasonable. Then he smiled and pushed the food box towards him, "Thank you, husband. These are some newly made side dishes. It's almost noon. Let's try them." After that, he didn't disturb Fu Yu anymore and went out. After going to Liangshu Pavilion, I took Aunt Zhou back to the South Tower.
Fu Yu was still standing by the desk, looking at her through the window.
The cloak of tea white and gold is swaying slightly, and the slim figure walks away. The black hair is tied into a bun, making her even more slender and graceful.
It is the most graceful age for a daughter¡¯s family to bloom.
Despite the rumors all over the city, he remained indifferent, tolerated troubles and then dealt with them, remained calm and calm in the face of his cold pressure, married from afar and was neither humble nor arrogant Fu Yu really couldn't figure out how such a woman could go so far as to seek death for love. To the point of becoming a laughing stock. Judging from her demeanor, she didn't seem to have any intention of winning his favor. She probably was still thinking about Xu Chaozong, who abandoned her to win his heir.
does it worth?
Fu Yu looked at the hidden figure hidden in the bamboo forest and was startled by this thought again.
"Marrying a daughter from the Wei family is just for each other's needs and used as decoration. He doesn't care what she does.
He shook his head and wanted to go back to the inner room to look through the files. He glanced at the food box from the corner of his eye, hesitated for a moment, and picked it up.
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In Liangshu Pavilion, it seems to be particularly lively today.
Not long after You Tong left, Fu Deqing walked over again. When he got outside the study, he still asked Du He to go and report to Fu Yu. He waited for Du He to open the door and invite him in, then stepped in.
The study room is still as usual, with the broken sword cold and stern, and the tables and chairs simple.
However, there seems to be something different.
Fu Deqing looked at his son, took a look, smelled an intermittent fragrance, and suddenly reacted¡ª¡ª
Fu Yu has always been self-disciplined and strict in his behavior. The study room is filled with shelves of rare books and documents. To avoid insects, he usually only puts some camphor. Fu Yu occasionally stayed in the house and did not go out. When he had lunch at noon, he usually went to the wing outside and rarely brought the food to the study.
It is rare to hide in the study to eat today.
Fu Deqing was surprised. He walked into the inner room with his son and saw the food box on the red sandalwood table at a glance.
The food box is painted red with carved patterns, and there are four plates beside it. The sugar-roasted taro sprouts are sprinkled with pine nuts. The soft bean curd is wrapped in walnut kernels and fried until crispy. It is served with green bamboo shoots and wild rice, and is poured with sesame oil. The famous dish of the restaurant is vegetarian oriole. The other two dishes are spicy boiled chicken that is cooked and cut into thin shreds before being served cold, and braised tri-tip which is a mixture of ham claws, boneless pork claws and mutton claws. There is a bowl of beef soup on the side, with both meat and vegetables, plus fragrant rice, which is quite hearty.
The intermittent fragrance just now became more and more fragrant and attractive when it reached the table.
Fu Deqing is not a glutton. He marches and fights all year round and is not particular about food. However, when I encounter delicious food, I always want to try it. I picked up the green bamboo shoots and tasted them. They were crisp, tender, fragrant and extremely delicious.
He sat down and motioned for Fu Yu to sit opposite him, and said casually: "Normally you don't pay much attention to your food, but today's dish is quite exquisite. Why, aren't you afraid that the aroma of this food will attract silverfish and bite your treasures on the bookshelf?" His temperament Although Duanfang is strict in controlling his subordinates, he behaves like a father in front of his children, and his voice is also a bit playful.
Fu Yu avoided his gaze and just lowered his head to help him scoop out the beef soup, "Have a taste."
"It smells good. I think it tastes good." Fu Deqing answered the question. Seeing his son's strange expression, he became more and more suspicious. When I tasted the beef soup and stir-fried vegetables again, it didn't taste like the salty and sauce-heavy taste of the cooks at Liangshu Pavilion, nor did it taste like the soft and rotten heat in Shou'an Hall. I couldn't help but ask, "Did it come from somewhere else?"
"Well, South Tower."
??Nanlouthat is the newly married Wei family. Why should she hide in the house to enjoy the food she sent?
There seems to be something weird here.
Fu Deqing couldn't figure it out, and he knew that he couldn't get anything out of his stern son's mouth, so he only asked unexpectedly: "Has the Wei family been here?"Not much, other than cooking some slices of meat, not many ingredients were added. After it was cooked, it was taken out, and there was no dipping sauce to enhance the flavor. If Mrs. Wei hadn't been greedy for fun and asked people to make preparations, few people would have cared about the taste.
This is true even in the capital, let alone elsewhere.
"In this world, from the noble emperor to the ordinary people, probably not many people have tasted hot pot.
Youtong held a plate of pastries and sat in an armchair to think about it. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, so he simply put down the pastries and stood up.
¡°Chun Cao¡ª¡ª¡± She was excited. When Chun Cao came in, she asked, ¡°Have you delivered the pot you ordered before?¡±
"No, the craftsmen are still working on it."
"Go and urge it!" Youtong couldn't wait, thinking about the spicy and tempting deliciousness in the mandarin duck pot, and couldn't help but rub his hands. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com