Ning Rongyan nodded. She really wanted to make a longevity noodles for Jiangsu to eat.

Jiang Momo pointed to the kitchen reliably, "Where is my kitchen, you go."

Ning'er got up and walked towards the kitchen.

Mr. Jiang looked at his unfilial daughter, while Mr. Wei Aihua looked at his sister-in-law who did bad things.

Even Jiang Chenshao looked at his sister, "You can go back to the Su family later with Lin Yan."

Momo: "...what's wrong with you?"

The warm baby's head was lowered.

After about ten minutes, Ning Rongyan walked out with a large portion of pasta.

The servant hurriedly put the plates on the table again.

In the empty space in the middle, Ning'er put the longevity noodles she made.

At first glance, the soup is tempting in color, the noodles are as neat and orderly as the chef's place, and a handful of chopped green onions on the surface are sprinkled as decorations.

Sniff it carefully and a faint fragrance of onion makes people happy.

It looks OK and smells good, but I don't know how it tastes.

Mr. Jiang glanced at his grandson and he had the best candidate for the guinea pig. "Xiao Su, this is what Ning Yatou made for you specifically. You can take the first bite."

Ning Rongyan got up and wanted to take a bowl from Jiangsu for him to taste.

Jiangsu picked up his own bowl directly and refused to let her touch it.

He looked at his grandfather and mother vigilantly, not only Jiang Momo felt confused, but also noticed it.

"Whoever cooks it first eats it."

Ning'er: "But Brother Su is the birthday boy."

Jiangsu: "I'll assign you to eat first."

Later, Mayor Jiang said to his son: "Ning'er is a guest, how do you treat others? The longevity noodles that others kindly make for you, but you don't appreciate them and let others eat them first. Why are Ning'er so embarrassed? You eat them."

Jiangsu looked at his grandfather and mother and was a little hesitant.

Gu Nuanxi didn't say a word throughout the whole process, as quiet as if she was not as her.

Jiangsu was prepared for it, so he got up, served a small bowl of noodles himself, sat down and took a bold taste.

"Hmm? It tastes good." Jiangsu tasted again and defined this longevity noodles in his heart: the noodles are strong and smooth, the soup base is rich, light and fragrant with scallion oil, neither salty, light, oily, and greasy, and the taste is just right!

He finished a bowl of noodles in a short while and even drank the soup in the bowl.

Jiangsu stood up and served a serving. Mr. Jiang waited for his grandson to react curiously.

"Xiao Su, is it delicious?"

"It's unpalatable, grandpa, don't eat it." Jiangsu said while eating.

Jiang Momo didn't believe it, so she also served a portion and tasted it. Her satisfied expression was almost written on her face. She hurriedly picked up Su Linyan's bowl and served him a portion.

"Dad, stop eating, it's really not delicious, we'll eat it for you." The filial Miss Jiang also said.

Mr. Jiang is not a fool, he has already seen the meaning.

He handed his bowl to the servant and asked him to serve him and taste it.

Wei Aihua also tasted it, "Ninger's cooking skills are really good. This child is young and light, and his cooking skills are so good."

Jiang Chenshao also gave his wife a portion. After Gu Nuanxi took a bite, she realized what a chef was!

"Ning'er, have you ever been to the master?" Gu Nuanxi asked.

Ning Rongyan replied: "No, I was greedy when I was a child and couldn't help but love to eat, but I became fat as soon as I ate too much. Later, I was studying how to eat and not gain weight while eating."

"Have you researched it?" Gu Nuanxi asked.

Ning Rongyan shook her head, "No."

"Come on, wait for you to benefit me." Gu Xiaonuan said.

Jiang Momo: "Add me one."
Chapter completed!