Chapter 2308 Listen to Madam

Today's weather is also better, Baimei Shen knows that Shen Qingci always wakes up late, so she forgot for a while, these lights will affect Shen Qingci's rest.

Shen Qingci continued to lie flat and rubbed his face.

And she didn't want to sleep much.

Speaking of which, in this world, there may not be many people who can be like her. You can sleep when you want, and wake up when you want. She is the biggest in this mansion. Second, she is still not an ancestor, but she has become an ancestor.

The world is harsh on women, but she has become the way she envied most before.

No matter how she lived in her previous life? In this life, she was lucky to have met Luo Hengan, a person who could pamper her unconditionally, allowing her to live such a casual and reckless life, and also lived a life she liked.

She rubbed her face against the soft quilt.

When Shen Qingci was really nice, but she wanted to forget what the pain was back then, and what the pain was now, only at this time of the sunny evening, those breaths of life, and the fragrance of those little pears in the distance.

Although it has not yet matured, it already has the fragrance of pears.

When Baimei was about to close the curtain on the other side, she heard Shen Qingci's voice.

"Don't pull it, I'm already up."

Shen Qingci sat up, there was no trace of confusion in her eyes, so she was very awake, and of course she was sober that she didn't want to go to sleep anymore.

Baimei had no choice but to pull the curtain back again. When the sunlight outside fell on Shen Qingci again, she obviously felt a kind of warmth. Of course, she also instinctively blocked her eyes with the back of her hand. up.

Still quite glaring.

"Baimei, what time is it?"

While looking for her clothes, Shen Qingci also asked Baimei, but she thought it must be late.

"Ma'am, it's still early."

Baimei pulled them up and tied them one by one, but she didn't forget to reply Shen Qingci's words.

And this sentence is still early, if it is heard by other women, I don't know if they will cry and faint here, when they wake up in the morning and dusk, after serving the whole family, and even non-stop, Shen Qingci wakes up , and it's still too early for Baimei to say something.

It can be seen how ruthless the people in this mansion, including Baimei, indulged her.

Shen Qingci got dressed and stretched again. Of course, Baimei's sentence was still early, so she felt very satisfied.

It seems that she is not too lazy, she got up early today.

"Ma'am, do you want to eat?"

After Baimei tied up the curtain, she asked Shen Qingci, and what would Madam want to eat today? I asked the people in the kitchen to do it for the lady.

"Sweet potato porridge, let's have a plate of sweet potato leaves."

If Shen Qingci said he didn't pay much attention to food, he really didn't pay attention to it. Compared with those farmers, sometimes the food was simpler, so the cooks in Shuo Wang's mansion had a very easy life.

Most of them have never seen such a master who is not particular about food.

A bowl of sweet potato porridge, a serving of fried sweet potato leaves, who can't cook, who can't cook, maybe in their opinion, what Shen Qing Cici eats is not as expensive as those two foxes.

"Ma'am, you should eat more meat."

Baimei really felt that Shen Qingci's food was too casual, and she still wanted to eat meat every now and then.

But Shen Qingci, sweet potato porridge twice a day, and sweet potato leaves, can she really not get tired of eating it?

"That's all."

Shen Qingci feels that these two things are very good. Sweet potatoes are such a delicious thing. It has been several seasons since they were planted. What's the matter, they all forgot the initial joy and preciousness?

At that time, eating a sweet potato rind would take you a few days, but now you don't even want to look at the sweet potatoes all over the place.

Regardless of what other people are like, she just likes sweet potatoes, that is, rare sweet potatoes, and even more so.

Baimei couldn't explain Shen Qingci's words, so she could only go to the kitchen and prepare breakfast for the master herself. Of course, this sweet potato porridge couldn't really just be sweet potatoes, it tasted like sweet potato porridge, and more Things, sweet potato leaves, can't just be boiled in water, they are not for Shen Qingci to eat, but for pigs.

She heard that those people outside used sweet potato leaves to feed pigs in this way. After boiling, chopping and mixing, they could be used as feed for pigs.

Shen Qingci took a sip of the sweet potato porridge, and then frowned slightly, as soon as she tasted it, she knew that there were other things added to the sweet potato porridge.

Forget it, the taste is not bad, although she really wants to drink the most primitive sweet potato porridge, just like the bowl that Adoniang cooked for her back then, it is the purest, even if the rice is not good rice, but it can be eaten in In the mouth, it is delicious.

It's not like today, it's just an ordinary bowl of sweet potato porridge, but in the end it's made into delicacies from mountains and seas.

This was Baimei's kindness, and she knew it, so she also remembered Baimei's kindness, which is why even if she was not too satisfied with this bowl of sweet potato porridge, which was not sweet potato porridge, she still finished it in the end.

Next time, she will still tell me to make the most primitive sweet potato porridge. It has changed, although it is not bad to drink, but it is not sweet potato porridge anymore.

She took another bite of the sweet potato leaves, and the sweet potato leaves made her very satisfied. Sweet potato leaves are sweet potato leaves, and it is impossible to turn them into other things. Even if the method is changed again, she still tastes like sweet potato leaves in the end.

"Ma'am, is it delicious?"

Baimei asked Shen Qingci carefully, and she felt relieved when she saw Shen Qingci drank down the bowl of porridge. When Shen Qingci frowned just now, she thought she hadn't eaten.

"fine."

Shen Qingci put down his chopsticks, "But it will taste better if you add less ingredients in the future."

Baimei's old face blushed, alas, it was discovered again, she was safe, she had tasted it herself, it was really similar to sweet potato porridge, unexpectedly Madam not only had a good sense of smell, but also a good sense of taste.

Fortunately, Madam didn't seem to blame her, she just needs to pay attention next time, it's better not to go against the master's will too much, after all, it's better not to do it too often for the master to make decisions for the master.

So the next time the master said something, it would be what it was. She said she wanted to eat the roasted white, and she immediately stewed the roasted white for her.

Laobai shrank back in the nest, as if he felt a little cold, but after shrinking for a long time, he still felt the fox was cold, picked up a piece of tiger skin with his small paws, and pulled it hard on himself.

Just when it was about to shrink from the cold, a hand stretched out and pulled the tiger skin onto its body, covering its entire small body, almost covering it completely. It was wrapped in a tiger skin, and only half of its small head was exposed, just to ensure that it would not be smothered to death.

"Why do you say you have so much hair?"