Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter - C.152 - 153: Eighteen Types of Seasonings 1

Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

C.152 - 153: Eighteen Types of Seasonings 1
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Chapter 152: Chapter 153: Eighteen Types of Seasonings 1

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“Hello Boss Sun, Lady Sun, Brother Zhan.”

Su Qingluo, like a little adult, calmly greeted the three distinguished guests. Her bright, big eyes seemed to accidentally glance at the young servant standing behind Luo Zhan’s left side.

The young servant had a tall and slender figure, a beautiful appearance, and a strong presence. Even Luo Zhan’s extravagant attire and his rich, noble air could not overpower him.

“Oh my, Mr. Su is truly blessed to have raised such an outstanding daughter.

She is no less remarkable than a noble lady.”

Lady Sun was conquered by Su Qingluo’s unassuming yet dignified demeanor with just one glance.

Even though the girl in front of her was dressed in rough cotton clothes with two goat horn braids and no pearl flower decorations, she looked like a typical country girl.

“Hehe, Lady Sun, you flatter me.”

Su Hu burst into a grin, and his dark face seemed to smile out a black chrysanthemum.

“Little Qingluo, come, Brother Zhan has brought you something nice.”

Luo Zhan also smiled as he stood up and stopped three meters in front of Su Hu and his daughter.

“Young master, you are always so generous, but Sister Yu is still young and wouldn’t appreciate these expensive gifts. It would be a waste of your good intentions.”

Su Hu unconsciously refused, always feeling that Luo Zhan was too friendly with his young daughter, and he had a weird feeling about it.

He needed to keep an eye on his precious daughter, so she wouldn’t be targeted by a wolf like Luo Zhan.

“Brother Su, you’re too modest. It’s just a small trinket, not worth much money.”

Luo Zhan took a long, rectangular brocade box from the servant and squatted down with a smile to present it to Su Qingluo.

Su Qingluo glanced at the items in the brocade box, and her eyes flashed. She looked up at Luo Zhan and saw his cunning fox-like look in his eyes. “Oh my, young master, what’s the meaning of this?”

Su Hu looked at the brocade box and was so shocked that his eyes nearly popped out, stuttering, “Why are you giving a short sword to my little girl?”

“I guessed that Little Qingluo would like it.”

Luo Zhan’s eyes squinted into a line as he smiled.

It seemed that the spy who was tracking her in the small bamboo forest that morning had told him that she was practicing swordsmanship.

Knowing her interest, he deliberately gifted her a pair of short swords suitable for a young girl to practice with.

Since he was keen on giving, she might as well accept it. His master was suffering from a strange ailment, and she could help him in exchange, considering it a fair trade.

Su Qingluo, with her clever mind, instantly understood the meaning behind the gift. She took the brocade box with both hands and smiled like a little adult, “Thank you, Brother Zhan, Qingluo really likes it.”

“As long as Little Qingluo likes it, I can rest assured.”

Luo Zhan smiled and stood up. As he turned back to sit down, he exchanged a meaningful glance with the servant standing behind the chair and shared a knowing smile.

“The chicken soup is here.”

Grandma Liu brought in three bowls of chicken soup and placed one in front of each distinguished guest.

“Oh wow, this is so delicious! Even the best chefs in the Capital City can’t make the soup’s refreshing taste.”

Lady Sun took a sip of the chicken soup and couldn’t stop praising it. “Yes, it’s delicious, and the chicken is tender and refreshing.”

Boss Sun swallowed a piece of chicken and smacked his lips, savoring the aftertaste.

“The meat is delicate, and the soup has a pure taste. In addition to sealwort, what other ingredients are added?”

Luo Zhan tasted the soup and asked unconsciously.

“Besides sealwort, there are eighteen other ingredients. Sister Yu made it all, put it into a seasoning bag, and added it to the soup.”

Grandma Liu replied with a smile, “I don’t know what the specific ingredients are.”

“Little Qingluo!”

All three distinguished guests couldn’t help but turn their heads to look at Su

Qingluo..

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