Fu Su smelled the tangy aroma and looked surprised. He had never seen many of these dishes made before. Steamed spicy diced yellow pepper, stir-fried shredded eels, braised pork ribs, nine-turn pig intestines, seaweed egg drop soup and cold seaweed.

Silk...

There was also a concubine standing next to him, pouring him a full cup of ice-cold glutinous rice wine. The clear and sweet glutinous rice wine tasted lighter and had a sweet taste, a bit similar to the rice wine of later generations. The concubine carefully looked at the assistant.

Su, her eyes are full of spring.

This guy is so good-looking!

"Cao Jun, you are so polite."

"Ah?"

"It's such a waste to entertain me with so many dishes."

"Well... I usually have more than this."

Cao Xiu said with great sincerity.

In addition to the concubines, there are many people in the house. These few dishes are actually quite small, mainly because the cook in the house is sick, so he can't cook too many.

"..."

"That's right." Cao Xiu picked up some eel silk and said with a smile: "In the future, you don't have to call me Mr. Cao. You are older than me. Just call me by my name. I won't be polite to you either.

I’ll just call you Xiao Su.”

"Xiu'er?"

Fusu smiled helplessly.

Cao Xiu has no airs.
Chapter completed!