Chapter 572 Soup

When Su Mu put the first sip of soup into his mouth, a coal-like taste swept over him, as if a dead duck was burnt to ashes and put into the pot without even pulling out its feathers As Su Mu swallowed the soup boiled in his stomach, swallowing the horrible taste, he suddenly felt an invisible energy rushing around in his abdomen, and after a while, a pain like a knife twisted It came out of his belly, Su Mu closed his eyes and frowned, and some veins on the back of his right hand holding the spoon were already prominent.

Hongxiu looked at Su Mu with his eyes closed as if he was a little nervous, and couldn't help but feel a little strange, thinking that Su Mu was enjoying this delicious soup, so he asked curiously: "Young master? How is this soup? Hongxiu's craftsmanship Not bad right?"

"Okay! That's great! Who taught you how to cook the soup?" Su Mu opened his eyes and smiled while suppressing the pain in his stomach.

Hongxiu smiled when he heard the words, and said a little happily: "Mr. Feng taught me to cook, but the color of the soup is a bit different from what Mr. Feng said. Maybe I missed some seasonings?"

"Why did Mr. Feng teach you how to cook soup? Isn't he practicing in seclusion?" Su Mu felt a little helpless that the person who taught Hongxiu how to cook soup was Feng Hua. If it was someone else, Su Mu would have killed him in private! Is this frankly soup? Is this murder or several meanings! ?

Hongxiu smiled embarrassedly when he heard the words, his face turned red, and said: "Mr. Feng told me that if you want to grab a man's heart, you have to grab his stomach first, so Mr. Feng taught me to cook it." These soups, but according to what Mr. Feng said, the boiled soup should be white, but I don't know if there is a mistake in the steps, it will be black after cooking, but judging by the way you look, you think it tastes good, right? Next time, Hongxiu will cook it for the son to drink."

However, Su Mu did not dampen Hongxiu's self-confidence, but instead encouraged her. After all, this is the first time a girl cooks, and it is normal to miss something. Su Mu covered up all the remaining soup and put it aside. Said in a low voice: "It's okay. It's the first time to cook something. It's normal to miss it. You just need to learn more in the future. This soup tastes very good, but it's a bit greasy. Next time, put less oil and water. The soup doesn't need to be overcooked." Too much oil, otherwise the soup won't taste so perfect."

"Then son, how about I boil another pot for you to drink tomorrow?" Hongxiu said with a smile, looking very happy.

Su Mu was startled when he heard the words, and immediately felt a cramping pain in his stomach, but he still said solemnly: "I won't have to make soup for me in a short time. Just go there in person, and drink the soup after I come back."

"Young master, you must drink up these soups quickly. Mr. Feng said that the soup will not taste so good if it is cold." Hongxiu said with a smile, turned and left Ziwei Pavilion, ready to go to the back kitchen for further research. How to make this soup is perfect.

"Come on! Come on!"

Not long after Hongxiu walked out of Ziwei Pavilion,

Su Mu covered his mouth and shouted with some discomfort. After a while, two guards appeared in Ziwei Pavilion. Seeing Su Mu's appearance, they became anxious, and hurried to Su Mu to support him. Su Mu was holding back the pain in his belly. Pain, said one after another: "Give me that water! Go and get me water!"

"Promise!" One of the guards rushed out of the Ziwei Pavilion immediately after hearing the words, fetched water anxiously and then returned to the Ziwei Pavilion. Su Mu saw the guards entering the Ziwei Pavilion with water and put his head in it without saying a word. After getting into the water, he sucked a large mouthful of water frantically and swallowed it into his stomach. At this moment, he couldn't control what etiquette is. He saw Su Mu turning his immortal yuan up to the sky, letting the water in his stomach wash away the black soup in his stomach. The juice was all mixed up on one side, and then spit out directly into the bucket on the other side.

After a cup of tea, Su Mu rinsed his mouth and wiped his mouth. Feeling deeply scared, he said speechlessly, "I, Su Mu, am also a dignified seventh-rank existence of the Golden Immortal Realm, but now I almost died in a The top of the bowl of soup is terrible! Terrible!"

In Emperor Ziwei's small kitchen, Hongxiu was very happily busy in the kitchen. Although she didn't know what she was busy with, she held a kitchen knife in her left hand and a white unknown object in her right. It seemed that there was indeed a cook. The kind of taste, but the dishes made...

At this moment, Feng Hua strode into the small kitchen, looked at Hongxiu and smiled and said: "Hongxiu girl, how is it? Is the soup ready? Have you sent it to the Lord?"

"Thank you, Mr. Feng, for teaching me how to cook soup. The soup has already been sent to the young master, and the young master also drank it, and even praised me."

Hongxiu smiled and replied, and then continued: "In the future, I will cook for you every day. Sooner or later, he will be conquered by my cooking skills!"

Feng Hua smiled when he heard the words, and said: "Well, that's good, did you react after drinking it? For example, your eyes lit up or something?"

"Not this way, the young master just closed his eyes and enjoyed the taste of the soup, and then praised me wildly." Hongxiu said with a smile.

"Not bad, keep working hard in the future, as long as you can conquer the stomach of the Lord, then you will not be far from capturing the heart of the Lord." Feng Hua said with a smile.

After the words fell, Feng Hua turned around to talk to Su Mu, but was stopped by Hong Xiu who took it, and Hong Xiu asked curiously: "Old Mr. Feng, there is one thing I don't understand, that is, you told me to cook The soup that comes out should be white, but why is it black when I cook it? Is there something missing in it? "

Feng Hua was stunned when he heard the words, and asked a little strangely: "Black? Shouldn't it? Have you put all the things I told you?"

Hongxiu nodded when he heard the words, and replied with certainty: "Well, I'm sure I released all of them, and there are not many of them."

"That's weird." Feng Hua was a little puzzled, but he didn't think too much about it. Maybe Hong Xiu accidentally put something wrong? He didn't care about it either, and said: "It's okay, black is black. Anyway, didn't the Lord praise you after drinking it? This means that the taste of the soup is still good. You can just pay attention to it next time. I will go to the respect first. Look over there, Lord."

"Okay, old Mr. Feng, go slowly." Hongxiu nodded, then turned around and started busy in the small kitchen again. Why didn't she find that cooking was so fun before? Hongxiu secretly made a decision in his heart, cooking will be his first hobby in the future! It just so happens that the son also likes to eat, doesn't he?