.” The maid shouted, and Ayao handed the prepared persimmons and vegetables to the maid, squatted down to look at the stove. The heat was right, so she didn't need to do anything else.

Watching the maid stir-fry the diced persimmons and simmer the persimmon juice. The diced persimmons boiled in the bright red soup and almost melted inside. It was extremely thick. Add persimmon sauce and add vegetable slices. Watch the color of the vegetables change quickly and pour water to stir-fry the pot.

"Have you ever eaten soup mixing? The soup mixing is very particular. It is slow. If it is fast, it will become gnocchi and will not taste good." She held the dry flour and dripped water into the flour, stirring the flour with water to form countless small pieces of flocculent.

A Yao's eyes were still unblocked, and the maid's skillful hand was like magic. The noodles were spread out, clouds and mist were surround, the soup pot was boiling, and the noodles were floating inside. At this time, add egg liquid, and egg flowers as thin as cicada's wings floated on the water. Then add persimmon sauce, coriander and salt and finally add it.

A bowl of mixed soup with clear colors is ready, red soup, green vegetables, noodles, eggs and flowers, and several colors gather together in a bowl. The colors are bright, and the sweet and sour persimmons make people's index fingers excited.

The pancakes are broken and mixed with soup, so delicious!

The persimmon egg soup is sweet and sour, and the appetite is greatly boosted. There are vegetables and snow-white noodles in the soup. After eating a few bites, A Yao immediately felt even hungry!

"It's delicious!" the child said vaguely.

Old Mrs. Meng said: "If you taste delicious, eat more and eat slowly. Your soup mix has improved more and more."

The maid said, "Thank you, the old lady for your appreciation, and I have to thank this little girl for help."

Old Mrs. Meng said, "All of them are good kids... Hey, why did that boy disappear last night?"

When Cao Cao was talking about Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived. There was a knock on the door outside the door. The maid went out to check, and then led Pei Shuo and Bo Bu Chuanyang into the group of four.

After not seeing each other overnight, Pei Shuo became a little haggard and in poor spirits.

The four-person group following behind him now appeared. The few of them didn't sleep all night. The two of them fought with the fake monk until midnight and sent them to the yamen. The other people dealt with the Lu family with Pei Shuo. They were busy and didn't feel that it was already dawn. Pei Shuo would go back to the inn first, ask for water to wash up, change his clothes and then visit the Meng family.

This time he came, he wanted to take everyone away.

"You are here too, why not sit down and eat together, Ah Run, hurry up and buy dishes and come back. It's so cold." Old Mrs. Meng greeted with a smile.

"Thank you for your kindness from the old lady. Things have been arranged. I will take them to the yamen to register after breakfast and let them reunite with their families as soon as possible." Pei Shuo explained his purpose.

Mrs. Meng knew what the Lu family, who was right next door, had been doing all the time, "Well, you can leave after you finish eating, don't waste time. I'm a little tired, Arun... help me in."

"Thank you, the old lady, for taking it in."

Looking at the staggering old lady Meng, A Yao stood up silently and clasped her fists and bowed.

Although they have not been in contact for a long time, the old lady still realizes the good things, and there are still many people in this world.

"You didn't learn all the messy etiquette? Fortunately, the old lady left first, otherwise a crutch would knock on your head." Pei Shuo complained.

"If you don't complain, you will die. My sentimentality is scared."

They went to the yamen, and more than 20 children registered and stayed in the yamen for the time being. They should have been sent to the temple, but incidents broke out in Qingning Temple and Renguang Temple in Mid-Autumn Festival, which made the people doubt these two temples with great incense.

I haven't heard of Qingning Temple and Renguang Temple for a long time. There are only two monks in Renguang Temple. A Yao asked, "What's wrong with them?"
Chapter completed!