"There is nothing you can make that is not delicious. There are many people selling steamed buns outside, such as sugar buns and red bean paste buns, but none of them can make them as delicious as these custard buns."
Song Yutong just smiled and nodded at Doctor Liao's praise, without saying anything.
This custard bun was not made by her, but was redeemed directly from the system space.
Of course, although the custard buns are extremely popular, since the custard buns are redeemed from the system space, the happiness of a custard bun is only a little bit.
It would be different if he made the food himself.
For example, milk is exchanged from the system space. If everyone uses it, they will only have a little happiness.
But if the milk is processed into yogurt, the happiness value will be different.
So to be precise, if the food is directly exchanged from the system space without processing, it only has the most basic happiness value for the guests.
If it weren't for the custard buns, she could earn more money in the short term and relieve her anxiety about the recent lack of money.
In fact, he would rather spend the time steaming custard buns on cooking other dishes.
At least she can earn enough happiness points to redeem the points system space to buy what she needs.
The happiness value of the custard bun is not high enough, but you need a lot of points to redeem it.
In addition, no matter how many points you earn, half of them must be reserved for system upgrades.
So the current happiness value is very important to Song Yutong.
After Song Yutong said goodbye to Dr. Liao, she carried the food box and went to the back room. As soon as she stepped into the room, she saw a woman standing next to Cheng Hanyan's bed.
The woman smiled gracefully, and she looked very carefree as she stood, joking with her father.
When Song Yutong saw this scene, he felt a surge of unhappiness in his heart.
She entered the room without saying a word, opened the food box, and took out the shredded chicken noodles.
Cheng Hanyan smelled the familiar fragrance, turned around and saw that his wife was here, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"You should go out first, my wife is here."
Liao Qingya was telling Cheng Hanyan that she was looking for Laoshan ginseng, and she was excited when she heard Cheng Hanyan say that his wife was here.
She turned her head and saw a very outstanding-looking woman standing behind her, holding a box in her hand and already placing it on the table.
The aroma of shredded chicken noodles wafts into the tip of the nose, mixed with the taste of beef sauce, making people inexplicably greedy.
The woman was neatly dressed in a plain skirt, which made her look elegant and graceful.
There was no makeup on her face, but she was surprisingly beautiful, especially her bright and shining eyes.
Standing together with Cheng Hanyan does look a bit like a couple.
Liao Qingya couldn't control her mood and turned to look at the bowl of shredded chicken noodles.
"Your wife really cares about you. She went out early in the morning to buy you a bowl of noodles."
Song Yutong heard the strangeness in the woman's painting and couldn't help but feel a little funny. Who is this woman?
This was what she was thinking, and at the same time she turned to look at Cheng Hanyan, asking with her eyes.
"She is Doctor Liao's daughter."
Song Yutong raised his eyebrows after hearing this, but his eyes still fell on Cheng Hanyan.
He seemed to be asking him with his eyes, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"
"I didn't buy this noodles, I made them myself. If Miss Diao wants to eat, I can get some for you."
Song Yutong behaved more calmly and generously, as if he didn't take her seriously and didn't take her love rival seriously.
Liao Qingya's proud self-esteem was even more unbearable.
He snorted coldly.
"Tch, who cares? Who can't even cook noodles? I'll go to the newly opened Qianweiju Restaurant and buy a bowl. I'm sure it will taste better than yours."
Liao Qingya showed strong resistance and hostility towards Song Yutong.
Song Yutong suddenly laughed after hearing this, and did not refute Liao Qingya's words, but nodded in agreement.
"It seems that the reputation of Qianju Restaurant is really strong."
Cheng Hanyan just wanted to have a good chat with his wife at the moment, but he didn't want to be alone here and delay the relationship between them.
But Liao Qingya is not a discerning person.
Seeing that the ladies had arrived, he didn't want to retreat to avoid suspicion, but rather wanted to compete with Song Yutong.
"Brother Cheng, let me tell you that your wife doesn't care about you at all. If I had a husband like you, if you were injured, I would definitely feel sorry for you and want to stay by your side day and night."
Liao Qingya always gave people a tomboyish tone when she spoke, but her words smelled like low-grade green tea.
Song Yutong's high-end green tea has been through the competition, so how can it be worried that it is low-end green tea?
I just think this little girl is a little ignorant, and she really has never regarded her as an opponent.
"If you like taking care of people so much, dad took two more patients into the next room yesterday. You can take care of them day and night."
Cheng Hanyan was afraid that his wife would be angry, but he didn't give any face to Liao Qingya.
Song Yutong didn't even need to take action, he fought the person back by himself.
Liao Qingya never expected that Cheng Hanyan would speak like this, and suddenly felt a little sad.
"How can you say that? I don't want to take care of others. I just see that your wife is not worried about you and I feel sad for you. Brother Cheng, how can you not appreciate it?"
Liao Qingya's voice was almost crying as she spoke. She was so anxious that she could see the nature of a child.
"Okay, let's eat the noodles quickly. The noodles will be lumpy in a while."
Song Yutong was too lazy to pay attention to Liao Qingya. She was an adult and too lazy to argue with children.
He simply took out a small bowl, beat some shredded chicken noodles from the big soup bowl, and gave Cheng Hanyan some to fill his stomach.
The shredded chicken noodles in the big soup balls are quite generous, just enough for Cheng Hanyan's meal.
It's just that since the portion is large, it will be hot, and of course it will take a while, so it's better to eat it in a small bowl first.
Song Yutong carried the small bowl over, but Liao Qingya got angry and knocked the bowl in Song Yutong's hand to the ground.
The chicken noodle soup spilled on Song Yutong's hand, burning the back of her hand red.
Even though Cheng Hanyan was seriously injured, at this moment he turned over and jumped out of bed, grabbing Song Yutong's burned hand.
"What on earth do you want to do?"
Cheng Hanyan shouted sharply, and the fierce voice instantly frightened Liao Qingya.
Cheng Hanyan originally wanted to take Song Yutong to take a shower, but he got up from the bed so hard that his wounds were torn and he was already sweating in pain.
At this moment, I don't have the energy to go any further.
Compared with Cheng Hanyan worrying about himself, Song Yutong was more worried about his injuries.