Li Liuyu came down from upstairs to the kitchen. Seeing Fu Ma still busy preparing ingredients, he pursed his lips and asked, "Fu Ma, is this soup difficult to make? Why are there so many ingredients in it?
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Fu Ma smiled and shook her head, "It's very simple, actually. Just put these things in!"
Li Liuyu made a sound, took the soup pot and asked, "Are you using this pot to make soup? How much water should you put in? How long should it be boiled? What kind of fire should be used, and when should these ingredients be put down."
Fu's mother looked at Li Liuyu in surprise, then understood, and taught Li Liuyu how to make soup step by step, and said with a smile: "Master, you know how to make soup now!"
"Well, I understand. You can go out."
"Okay." The young master is so smart, he must be able to learn it. Thinking about it, Fu's mother came out, but she didn't expect to meet Yu Li. She looked at Li Liuyu in the kitchen curiously, "He has been messing around in the kitchen for a long time.
What are you doing?"
Fu's mother smiled and said: "Isn't the young lady injured and in the hospital? The young master is learning to make soup. Second Madam, do you know now?" She said meaningfully.
When Yu Li heard this, her eyes widened, "No way. He actually made soup for that little girl himself. That woman didn't have this enjoyment before, but she actually has it... It's really strange!"
"I heard that the young mistress blocked the knife for the young master, so it is normal for the young master to be nice to her." Fu Ma thought this was normal. The young master is also a human being, and he will be moved sometimes.
Yu Liqie said, "Even so, in the final analysis, this matter was because she provoked some people she shouldn't have provoked. She deserved to be stabbed. But she was lucky that she didn't die."
"Second Madam, please keep your voice down. If the young master hears this, you won't get any good results." Fu's mother is very senior and has been an old servant in the Li family for decades. What kind of life does this Second Madam live?
She is very clear.
Yu Li rolled her eyes at Fu's mother in discomfort, then turned around and went to the living room while eating melon seeds, muttering something. Fu's mother didn't hear clearly, and she didn't want to hear clearly.
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Wen Xin was starving in the hospital, but there was no sign of Li Liuyu. This damn man wouldn't have forgotten her! She wanted to call him, but found that her phone had been confiscated by the kidnappers.
Is this man going to starve himself to death? He is going crazy!
Time passed by, Wen Xin scolded Li Liuyu three hundred times on the bed, and then the man slowly appeared and placed a thermos bucket in front of her, "Let's have some soup."
Wen Xin glanced at the thing and curled her lips: "You've been there for such a long time. Do you want to starve me to death? Li Liuyu, this is how you treat your benefactor!"
"Drink the soup!" Li Liuyu opened the thermos bucket with an expressionless face, poured the soup into a bowl and handed it to her with a spoon, using a commanding tone.
Wen Xin felt aggrieved and wanted to throw the soup to the ground, but she was unbearably hungry. Someone still took the bowl and drank it slowly. As soon as it came into her mouth, she frowned immediately, "This is not Fu's mother's craftsmanship. I make it at home."
Is there a servant?"
"No, it's Fu's mother's stew." Some people's expressions were very unnatural. Wen Xin noticed the clues and saw the oil stains on his clothes. She grabbed his hand and put it to her nose and smelled it, "Oh, this soup is