When Shen Hao woke up early in the morning, he immediately felt hungry; yesterday he'd only focused on drinking and barely touched the dishes on the table.
Soy milk and fried dough sticks.
The cook, Aunt Zhang, originally didn't know how to make fried dough sticks—she could manage the soy milk though. As for the dough sticks, Shen Hao roughly taught her a few times, and Aunt Zhang figured out the rest herself; the flavor was almost indistinguishable from what Shen Hao remembered.
The only pity for now was that they couldn't make white sugar yet, only red sugar as a substitute.
Shen Hao always believed that sweet soy milk was the true way!
"Master, Ms. Xin'Er said she wants to visit the residence to thank you in person for helping her Lin Family take such great revenge," Xia Nu stood by, tending to Shen Hao's breakfast while gingerly bringing up the matter.
"Tell her it's not necessary. Maybe next time if there's a chance. I'm busy these days."
